Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

"Dong dong dong - dong - dong dong -"

With a strange rhythm, the sound of drumming gradually came from the window.

Robert leaned on the bedside and looked through the recommended guide to Shikoku tourist destinations provided by the hotel.

Hearing the strange noise, he couldn't help but look out the window.

It was so dark that nothing could be seen.

"What's wrong?" Murakami Takashi asked with some confusion, and he also raised his head and looked outside, "Is there anything abnormal?"

Robert shook his head and looked out the window in confusion, "I heard the sound of drumming."

"Drumming? Who knows how to play drums at night!" Murakami muttered, then looked at the computer in the room as if he remembered something, "Wait a minute, if it's drumming..."

As he spoke, he opened a game on his computer, pointed at the screen and asked, "Taiko Master?"

Although Robert didn't know when this game was developed in his world, it was already after 2005 when he played it.

Seeing this familiar scene in advance actually gave me a sense of trance.

That sausage-like taiko drum that trembles...

Red and blue two-color keys.

"I remember this thing was very popular in arcades. Maybe someone is practicing drumming there?" Murakami Takashi said and made a suggestion, "How about we go and play together?"

"Huh?" Robert looked confused, "Are you still playing with this?"

Murakami looked at him strangely, "Is it weird for me to do this?"

"No..." Robert shook his head quickly, dumbfounded, "Neon wizards really have a wide range of hobbies!"

Murakami was speechless.

Because they were too bored, the two decided to go to the game arcade to have fun.

"President Murakami and I are going to play in the game arcade." Robert knocked on Hermione's door, "Do you and Yuko want to come together?"

"Ah, beat, beat, beat -" Violent sounds echoed throughout the game hall. When the little wizards pushed in the door, they even saw someone raising their fists and sweating wantonly.

"Where are you from?" A squirming woman came closer, "Are you from Kobe?"

"Of course not." Murakami Takashi asked doubtfully, "Are there many people from Kobe recently?"

"A lot of people should have come here after the beginning of the year." The woman said with a smile, "Like mice on the run. Haha, after all, that kind of thing happened at the beginning of the year. Naruto was so close, and we were all very excited at the time. Scared."

The little wizards were confused, "That kind of thing?"

"Huh?" The woman seemed to have drunk a lot of wine, and she was a little dizzy. "Oh, you are not too mentally stimulated, and you have lost your memory, right? It's great, you don't have to live in pain... This is the biggest disaster in the history of neon...ah, it may also be the second biggest disaster, right under your feet, you know?"

The woman smiled and said, "As soon as breakfast was made, the tomatoes rolled to the ground, and then the whole house collapsed. Puff..."

As she said that, the woman's face turned solemn, "Hey, why don't you cry? This is a big event in which more than 6,400 people died. How can you be so playful? The whole country is sad, you know? The whole country -"

She burped from the wine, walked to the table beside her in a daze, picked up a bottle of wine left by someone who didn't know who it was, and started drinking it.

"Hmph hum hum -" The woman left humming a song that no one understood.

The little wizards looked at each other.

"What happened at the beginning of the year?" Robert looked at Murakami curiously, "Do you know?"

Murakami scratched his head, "Well, we just came back. The only news we know is that the Muggle high-ups seem to be in chaos."

"I think... I saw some news before." Hermione frowned, "What was it on, a newspaper, or... in short, it seems that there was a big earthquake at the beginning of the year?"

"A big earthquake?" Yuko clicked her lips, "Why don't I remember receiving such news?"

Hermione scratched her head, "I don't remember where it is...but why did Yuko choose to travel here?"

"I'm not here for a trip! I'm here to complete a commission!" Yuko defended, and then said, "It's because I saw the promotional posters about 'Rebuilding Kobe', 'Hyogo Phoenix Plan' and 'Supporting Awaji Island'" colored text."

Hermione looked at her blankly, "This..."

"At first glance, it was to attract sponsorship for my hometown." Yuko sighed, "Then I thought that there seems to be a Naruto City south of Hyogo where you can see whirlpools... I have always wanted to know what a whirlpool looks like... …”

Murakami scratched his head irritably, "Oh my God, no one told me that so many people died at the beginning of the year? Where did their souls go? No."

"If it was an earthquake, a ritual ceremony would definitely be held after the disaster. In other words, were those souls taken away by people from the temple? Or was it a shrine?" As he spoke, he muttered and turned around in circles, "So, Is this why there are so many shikigami suddenly appearing in shrines in Tokyo?"

"Tokyo?" Suddenly a man carrying a large beer mug passed by. His face was red and his eyes were blurry. "Aha, did you take the subway from Tokyo?"

The little wizards are a little confused. What happened to Tokyo...?

"Well, we still take the subway in the city." Although he was a little confused, Robert still talked. So, it should be no problem. After all, the railway transportation in Neon Country is very developed.

Isn’t it normal to travel by subway? There shouldn't be any suspicion, right?

"Hooray, do you still dare to take the subway now? As expected of young people, you have a big heart!" The man laughed evilly, "Aren't you afraid that the radio will suddenly say 'Passengers and friends, I am sorry to inform you that the train will Stop running at the next stop?"

The little wizards looked confused, "Huh?"

They have no idea what the meaning of this sentence is.

"It's just, it's just parked on the platform..." Murakami was a little confused, but he still asked cautiously, "Maybe they are just doing maintenance?"

"Inspection?" The man looked at him with strange eyes for a while, and then he suddenly realized, "I see, is that so? Are you all students who just went to school in Tokyo this year?"

"Ah?" Murakami wanted to say no, but then he thought that this was a good time to inquire about the news, so he asked cautiously, "Yes, yes, we are actually... we just passed the exam this year University of Tokyo...well, a student at the Graduate School of Humanities and Social Sciences."

"Oh." The man glanced at everyone with some confusion, "So you are graduate students, you are really young."