Chapter 131 A Bad Experience
Chapter 131 A Bad Experience
Hogwarts Monday morning was supposed to be the time for the students to attend class, but as a student, Joshua did not sit in the classroom but stood with Newt in the corridor on the eighth floor.
When Dumbledore stood in front of the House of Requirement, Joshua immediately understood how they would go to Italy next.
Hollow patterns began to appear on the blank wall, and after the patterns gradually converged into a smooth door, Newt began to cheer.
"Oh, our house of everything!" Newt told Joshua with nostalgia before, "I used to practice magic spells in it, and raised some magical animals in it. It is a memorable memory, but unfortunately I was only here. It's been five years."
"Newt, you have to believe in your own talent, and Hogwarts can't keep a genius like you!" Dumbledore stood in front of the door of the Room of Requirement, he was not teasing Newt, but thought it was fact.
On the contrary, Newt was a little surprised and even unhappy, "So, you knew the details at the time?"
Dumbledore smiled silently, and pushed open the door of the Room of Requirement.
In the middle of the empty room, there is a very dilapidated iron bucket, even if you give it to others, no one will ask for it.
When Newt saw the iron barrel, he looked embarrassed. "Oh, this thing brought back bad memories for me. I used a similar portkey when I smuggled to France."
"Thrilling adventures always start with an insignificant thing, don't they?" Dumbledore smiled slightly.
Dumbledore's malicious smile made Joshua very uncomfortable. God knows what he was planning. He once encouraged Newt, and today he also brought Joshua himself.
"Okay, my excellent students, it's time to start!" Dumbledore held the old wand for a while, and the iron bucket that had been quietly placed on the ground suddenly began to tremble violently.
"I'm almost a hundred years old, and I still have to suffer such a crime, oh" Newt sighed and stood in front of the iron barrel.
Joshua also planned to stand in front, but suddenly he remembered something, and looked at Dumbledore, "Oh, Professor Dumbledore, can you pass on a word to some of my roommates for me?"
"I'd be happy, you can tell." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and said, "Leave advice to your friends before setting off on an adventure, um... a very good TV series plot."
"You still watch TV dramas?" Joshua was rather surprised.
Dumbledore replied, "Times are changing, and wizards must keep pace with the times, just like I still have the London Underground map tattooed on my leg."
For a while, Joshua was unable to complain about how much this old bee likes to show off to others. He turned the scar on his thigh into a subway map.
"Professor Dumbledore, can you be serious," Joshua said, "Tell them for me that there are very personal items in my bedside cabinet, and I hope they don't touch them!"
Under the bottom drawer of Joshua's bedside table is Tom Riddle's diary, because Voldemort's soul in the diary can perceive the outside world, he has never dared to put it in his own item space.
And this time I went to Italy, I don't know how long it will take, I don't watch from the sidelines, maybe I can find out with their personalities.
Or maybe his own reminder aroused their curiosity, Joshua didn't know, he tried his best to contain the matter of the diary and the secret room, but if an accident happened, he could only express himself The arm can't beat the author's thigh
"Go kid, I'll bring it!" Dumbledore patted Joshua on the shoulder and pushed him beside Newt.
"Hold on to me, son, I want to warn you first, this journey started badly!" Looking at the portkey floating in mid-air and jumping violently in front of him, Newt shouted loudly to Joshua, as an elder When the time is right, give a reminder to the younger generation.
When both Joshua and Newt's bodies were sucked into the iron bucket, the Room of Requirement returned to calm again, but Dumbledore, who was originally smiling, became extremely serious.
The eyes under the half-moon glasses were staring at the corner of the Room of Requirement. He found something but did not stop it. Maybe he thought it would be a good thing to add more or less difficulty to Joshua's adventure. .
Dumbledore turned his head and left the Room of Requirement. When the door of the Room of Requirement was closed, a figure appeared from the corner.
"Although my handle is in your hands, I don't care what you think, Dumbledore, no one can stop me from publishing a new book!"
Swinging the wand in his hand, Lockhart removed the Disillusionment Curse covering him, staring at the direction Dumbledore left and cursed, "I don't want to be here every day to pretend to be a clown for you, everyone has to be a little personal life."
After speaking, Lockhart looked at the portkey in front of him, and a hideous expression gradually appeared on his face.
"Ugh"
"vomit!!!"
In the suburbs of Florence, the capital of Italy, there is an old man and a young man, lying on their stomachs and throwing up. Fortunately, this is a suburb. If they were in the urban area, they would be arrested by the police, and the charge would be affecting the appearance of the city.
"As I said, it will be terrible," Newt slumped on the ground panting. "I'm getting older. I think I could experience this kind of thing dozens of times when I was young!"
The experience of long-distance Portkey teleportation is indeed so bad that wizards with a little money will not travel in this way.
The reason why the other two magic schools in the Triwizard Tournament in the original book use magic vehicles is because they are worried that they will lose face in front of other students after using the Portkey for long-distance transfer.
But as long as you experience it a few times, you can get used to it, and Joshua said that it is not as easy to use as any door. If it is not for not exposing himself, Joshua would not have such a bad experience. Spit it out.
But Joshua never expected that the bad experience would continue.
It's broad daylight now, and it's easy to be seen by Muggles using Apparition to the urban area, and they are all wizards from other countries, rashly using the invisibility spell, in case they are caught by the Aurors of the Italian Ministry of Magic, It's hard to explain clearly.
According to the "International Law of Wizarding Secrecy", the correct order is to first go to the Italian Ministry of Magic to register the wizard's record, check the wand, and be supervised.
But Newt hailed a taxi in the suburbs of Florence. Since neither of them could speak Italian, and the driver happened to not speak English, neither of them could produce their passports. The driver called the police and turned them over to the police station.
(End of this chapter)