Hogwarts Survival Sim

Sometimes, when two people are together, they don't necessarily have to make grand vows or elaborate sweet words.They may just be together for a period of time and gradually develop into a lifelong relationship.

At least this is the case for Ethan and Hermione. As time goes by, they will become more and more certain that the other person will be the one who can accompany them throughout their lives.

Of course, now they feel embarrassed because of the sweet and ambiguous atmosphere in the teahouse.After quickly finishing the tea and drinks in front of them, the two hurriedly left this place that made them feel a little uncomfortable.

Back on the street, the cool air clears my mind.They strolled around the street casually, enjoying this rare leisure time.

"Actually, the teahouse is quite good and the snacks are delicious." After walking for a while, Hermione suddenly said.

"Yes, it's just that the atmosphere there is not suitable for us." Ethan said, "I think when we come here again next year, the situation will be much better."

"What do you want to do?" Hermione rolled her eyes cutely, "If I don't agree, you are not allowed to mess around."

Ethan didn't speak this time, just looked at her with a smile, until Hermione turned red and looked away.

"Where are we going next?"

"There are still many interesting places to go, such as Joko's Joke Shop, the post office, the Literary Quill Shop, and the Bee Duke Candy Shop. We can stroll there slowly, and finally go to the Three Broomsticks Bar for a drink Something. It’s much better than the Pig’s Head Bar.”

"Then what are you waiting for?" Hermione pulled Ethan happily and started running happily.

Ethan had to admit that this was indeed the most wonderful time he had ever experienced. Even if a group of dementors suddenly appeared at this time, he was confident that he could deal with them.

After about a few hours, both of them felt a little tired, so they decided to go to the last stop of the trip, the Three Broomsticks Bar.

This is a wonderful place that is warm and comfortable. Although it is noisy inside, it is much cleaner and brighter than the Pig's Head Bar.When Ethan and Hermione walked in, they heard a familiar voice calling their names.

"Ethan, Hermione, you are finally here!"

Looking over at the sound, Ron was sitting next to a round table, holding a glass of butterbeer in his left hand and waving his right hand high in their direction.

"Let's go."

After passing through the crowd, the two came to the table where Ron was sitting and sat down.

"How's it going, Harry?" Ethan asked suddenly, "Did you have fun?"

The sudden question stunned everyone present.

"Harry?" Hermione asked in a low voice, "You mean Harry is here? But shouldn't he..."

"How did you find out?!" Ron looked at Ethan in shock, "Can you see through the invisibility cloak?"

"I want to know too, Ethan," Harry's voice sounded out of thin air, and then his figure gradually appeared next to Ron, "How on earth did you do it?"

"Harry! You are really here!" Hermione frowned and said, "How did you get here? Anyway, you really shouldn't have done this, you know Sirius Black..."

"Okay, Hermione!" Ron interrupted impatiently, "Nothing will happen to Harry. Ethan is right here, isn't he? Besides, he's wearing an invisibility cloak. Black can't see through invisibility." Get some clothes."

"But..." Hermione wanted to say something more, but her hand was gently held by Ethan.

"It's okay, Hermione." He said with a smile, "Black doesn't dare to show up in Hogsmeade yet. After all, there are many people from the Ministry of Magic here watching him. It's better to let Harry experience the festival in advance. Atmosphere.”

"Okay, now that you say so. But, Harry, how did you get here?"

"Then thank Fred and George."

Next, Harry told about the Marauder's Map, and after hearing this, Hermione's expression became serious again.

"Harry, have you ever thought that Black might have broken into Hogwarts through these secret passages?"

"Impossible!" Harry subconsciously denied. "There are seven secret passages on the map, and Filch probably knows four of them. Of the remaining three, one has collapsed; the one from the Whomping Willow will disappear after entering it. There's no way out; as for the one in Duke Bee's cellar, it's so hidden that Black can't possibly find it."

"What if Blake is the one who made this map?"

"How is that possible?" Harry was about to retort, but something suddenly flashed in his mind. Four names, Moony Face, Prongs, Wormtail and Padfoot, appeared in his mind.

"Yeah, how could Black be the maker of the Marauder's Map?" He muttered slowly and in a low voice, "How could it be possible?"

"Harry?" Hermione asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

"Ah? Oh, I'm fine." Harry smiled reluctantly, and then changed the subject, "Ethan, you haven't said how you knew I was here?"

"Magic," Ethan responded simply.

"Magic?" Harry and Ron looked at him blankly, not understanding what this meant.

"The magic in every wizard is different, Harry, because they all have their own emotions and characteristics. The Invisibility Cloak can indeed hide your body perfectly, but it cannot hide your magic."

"Some wizards are very sensitive to magic. They can vaguely feel the magic around them, such as me. For me, your magic is too familiar, so I can easily recognize that you are here."

"That's awesome!" Harry couldn't help but praise, he couldn't help but think of Dumbledore.Last year in Hagrid's hut, he seemed to have discovered the three of them hidden under the invisibility cloak. Could it be because Dumbledore could see the magic on them?

Just as Harry's thoughts were drifting away, Ron suddenly pulled him aside.

"Put on your invisibility cloak, Harry!" he reminded quickly in a low voice, "the professors are coming in!"

Without having time to think about it, Harry hurriedly put on the invisibility cloak again. After confirming that he had disappeared, he looked at the door of the bar.

Professors McGonagall and Professor Flitwick had just entered the tavern amid a flurry of snowflakes, followed closely by Hagrid. He and a man wearing a dark yellow-green bowler hat and a thin striped cloak and a dignified manner were talking. The conversation was lively.

Harry had met this man twice, once in Hagrid's hut and the other time in Diagon Alley. He was none other than the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge.