Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

After making the vows, Murakami Takashi lay on the table with an unhappy look on his face and complained in a medium voice, "This is too much. Not only did you destroy my housework magic, but you also took away what I finally bought. Excellent beef, and now you are forcing me to do such an outrageous thing!"

"Ah ha ha ha... Yes, yes? Don't we remember that we did something very outrageous? Besides." Li scratched his hair, "Isn't sharing food the best way to get closer?"

"It's too much." Murakami continued to murmur angrily, "Obviously the four of you played one of me, but it turned out that I was the bad guy."

The little wizards thought about it and felt that what he said made sense.

"That's right." Fred said, "We are the heroes who are here to save the world! Please be sure to make a guest appearance as the Demon King."

Murakami Takashi finally stopped moaning for nothing. He jumped up from his seat and shouted, "Fuck! If I'm in the second grade like this, I won't be able to speak out after the third grade!"

"No questions." Fred gave a thumbs up, "We can help you reminisce about your youth. This is Weasley's special service. Please be as decisive as we are when purchasing our products."

"No, I definitely don't want to buy your stuff. Please don't try to sell me stuff like a salesman." Murakami's brain ached, "Also, why should I discuss youth issues with a group of men? It's obvious that our magic place is mixed. School, no matter how I think, my youth should be spent with girls!"

"Ha." The twins showed contempt, "You have only held hands with Miss Yuko, right?"

"Hiss—" Murakami Takashi jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, "There is no such thing! How could such a thing happen! I am the student council president! Anyone who wants to confess to me can go around the island! "

"Oh!" The little wizards had dead eyes and patted their paws insincerely to express comfort.

I feel offended!

Just when Murakami Takashi was about to say something, there was a knock on the door. Yuko pushed the door open with an apologetic look, picked up the bag placed on the chair, and said in a gentle voice, "I'll go back first, Takashi." Jun, there will be morning training for archery class tomorrow."

Murakami's body was a little stiff and he nodded subconsciously.

Miss Yuko walked towards the door in small steps. The moment she closed the door, she turned around, smiled, and lightly covered her lips with her right hand, "Takashi-kun, I am very interested in sharing the history of your pursuit with you, hehehe... "

The door was closed and locked, and the footsteps faded away.

Don't dare to move. Don't dare to move.

Murakami's whole body turned gray, "Yu, Yuko seems to be angry..."

The little wizards said the melon was really sweet.

Pulling himself together, Murakami sat back down, like a defeated dog, and began to sigh and talk about his bleak life. Unfortunately, no one comforted him.

"Hey, you're so cold-blooded." He looked at the interested faces of the wizards from the Rotten Kingdom opposite him with empty eyes, "Why don't you come over to comfort your new friends?"

"You said we were new friends." Robert smiled like Fred, "How do we know if this is all you want?"

Murakami Takashi opened his eyes wide, "How could anyone like this one!"

The little wizards booed and didn't give him any face at all.

"Yes." He suddenly realized, "Am I not that idiot?"

Then he shut down.

Because of Yuko's interruption, the room was filled with a happy atmosphere - although one party didn't think so - it felt like everyone was getting closer. Taking advantage of the right atmosphere, the little wizards were finally willing to exchange information.

"In other words, Harry Potter did come to Neon to get rid of... the mysterious man?" Murakami showed an awe-inspiring expression, "It is indeed an admirable behavior, but in Neon Is there really no problem for the country to resolve this matter?"

"In the short term, there shouldn't be any problem." Robert poured himself a cup of tea. He said that it was great not to have to grind the tea powder, and it was more comfortable to brew the tea leaves directly. Fortunately, the guy opposite also liked brewing tea. It was the twins and Li who were very fond of tea. Not interested in growing tea, they went to the kitchen to make hot cocoa.

"In other words, after this period of time passes, there will still be problems, right?" Murakami Takashi curled his lips, "Ha, I can imagine the situation. A group of people gathered to oppose Harry Potter's title of savior. Because they didn’t see him defeat You-Know-Who.”

He took a sip of tea, and then said in a low voice while drinking water, "I heard from a friend of mine... He is a priest. The backhand they left shows that the mysterious man is actually in a soul state now."

soul……

Robert's thoughts changed, and a certain guess came to his mind.

Did Voldemort successfully use a Horcrux to escape?

"Generally speaking, when I have a friend, he is himself." Robert looked at him suspiciously, "You don't have a part-time job like a priest, do you?"

Murakami Takashi coughed dryly, "Ancestor Fukuzawa..."

Robert despised him a little.

"Well, those are all trivial matters." Murakami Takashi waved his hand, "Our main goal is to drive Voldemort out of the Neon Kingdom."

The twins finally appeared with several glasses of black liquid that seemed to have unknown contents. Why did it smell like alcohol?

"Where are we talking?" Fred asked casually, "Weasley makes hot cocoa, try it?"

Thanks Robert! Don't think he doesn't smell the alcohol! he! faint! liquor!

George said with some pity, "Next time we try to cook it for a longer time, maybe it won't taste like alcohol anymore."

"!!!" Robert looked at him in shock, "I regard you as a friend, but you actually want to get me drunk!"

"Huh? You didn't get drunk at all, okay?" Fred couldn't help complaining, "There is still a process of getting drunk, but you just got drunk."

Robert couldn't help but complain, "We all know it's because we were drunk, so we shouldn't do such dangerous things!"

But the twins just laughed bloodcurdlingly.

Sighing, feeling that he could no longer dissuade these two idiots, Robert explained, "We just exchanged the current situation of our respective ministries of magic. To put it simply, the situation here in Neon Country is not much better than ours. Some People without mystical background are at odds with mystical people.”

"Huh? What's so fussy about this?" Fred wondered, "Didn't you say that the mysterious side of Neon are priests and witches? They don't seem to have anything to do with wizards, right? I heard Robert say, The mysterious system here in the Far East is not compatible with witchcraft?”

Murakami shook his head, "I don't know about other countries, but because magic is localized here in Neon, it is actually easier for some descendants of priests and witches to learn magic."