Chapter 680： statement

Of course, the secret room playground was not something that was said casually, Felix was doing it very seriously.

Members of the front-line lookouts had already experienced the first project, which the Creevey brothers called 'tunnel walks', and others found it apt—one in a long, wet underground tube, as if they were walking through some deep tunnel. In the deep sea slit, the whole person floated lightly under the action of the floating rune circuit, and continued to fall in a whirl. After the initial discomfort, they quickly fell in love with the game and hollered for joy.

The light of Illumination led them to a circular clearing.

Harry recognized that there had been piles of mice and critters, all eaten by basilisks, but now they were all gone. Although it was still wet and dirty, at least it was no longer so infiltrating. When the last door was pushed open, the students were shocked by what they saw.

In front of them is a town far larger than the village of Hogsmeade, with snow-capped mountains, forests, sandy fields, lakes... Each place is not big, but the various terrains are like pieces of colorful puzzles, they are harmoniously arranged group together. Above is the blue sky and white clouds. At the door, they found a huge wall of instructions.

"I haven't been here last time," Harry swallowed, and he pointed to his feet. "Last time I came here, there was only one path, and I walked along the path and met—" He closed his mouth, but Ron and Hermione understood what he meant—meeting Voldemort.

"Hey! Look, there are quite a few items on it." Seamus said in surprise, looking up at the lines and text introductions on the indicator wall, "Flying roller coaster one-one" "I think it's that thing." Dee An inserted the words, pointing to the long serpentine carriage passing over the snowy top of the mountain, "It looks like some kind of sightseeing tool."

"Oh, don't interrupt." Seamus continued: "And one by one, savage Quidditch, future library, interactive mural, high-altitude autumn dry, rapid fire, ideal architect wow! I can't wait, But it looks like a long way to go."

"Here - you can ring a bell to summon a mount, or you can use a wand to fire red sparks," Neville said, turning his head to stare at a metal object in front of him that looked like a curved-neck lamp, except that Zoomed in several times, the location of the light bulb was replaced by a metal bell.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Dean said excitedly. "I'm going to try Savage Quidditch!"

Harry was also very fond of things with the name 'Quidditch'. At the urging of the crowd, Neville rang the bell. They waited for about a minute. The animals ran over and stopped in front of them.

"Spellcraft?" Hermione said in surprise, looking around to see what it meant: Runecraft couldn't last long, so everything here was like something out of a mindhouse, controlled by Professor Hepp.

Next, everyone chooses their favorite animals.

Harry picked out an animal that looked a lot like a hippogriff. He walked up to him, hesitant to bow to those twinkling pupils, but Justin on the side couldn't wait to climb up. A huge flamingo, he asked uncertainly against the flamingo's ear: "Can you understand what I said? I want to go on a roller coaster, just one"

The flamingo immediately ran with two long legs, and Justin screamed and grabbed its pink wings, quickly disappearing from everyone's sight.

The people who stayed stared at each other for a while, then got even more excited.

"Well - I'm going to the future library first, then I'll see the interactive murals, I don't know what the ideal architect means, but the high-altitude swing sounds good and quiet-" Hermione chirps.

They parted at the entrance, and one after another gigantic animals drove them to their goal. The journey was not boring, and the Hippogriff under Harry's feet was not slow, so after only two minutes, he arrived at his destination.

In front of him was a huge hollowed-out building like a golden birdcage. Harry stepped on the sand, and there were bursts of heat in the air. He suddenly realized that more than a month had passed since the Quidditch final, and he couldn't wait to play a game. Quidditch, Dean is waving at him!

"Hey, Harry, look at this." Dean sat excitedly on a broomstick, not knowing how he did it, a huge blue bellflower blue transparent bubble completely wrapped him.

Harry touched it, the touch of his fingertips was a leather-like tenacity, and he had an idea to understand the meaning of savage Quidditch. Soon, he also rode on the Flying Sweeper, and the two swooped and collided like savages—under the protection of the bubble, there was no need to worry about being hurt, and the bubble could bounce them off.

Harry felt the joy of the only historical, now abolished form of Quidditch, the collision in the air', and of course he felt that the professor's approach was much safer and more civilized.

They played happily for a while, and at some point Neville and Ginny joined in. Harry was even more excited, fully immersed in it: as the face on the other side kept approaching and was about to collide, the pliable bubbles worked as soon as they were squeezed out of shape, and then they were bounced off in a swirl and had to control themselves desperately. The direction of the broom, which is a very test of the operating skills of the broom, Dean tried his best to avoid hitting the birdcage, and then bounced off again.

Harry took this opportunity to roar to relieve his emotions, and he knocked down everyone who stood in his way. When he waved his fists to celebrate his third victory, he turned his head and found that Ginny was gone.

Neville held out a finger and pointed to the mouth with an innocent expression.

"I don't think she was happy when she left."

"Uh-"

Harry hurried out of the savage Quidditch cage, the hippogriff' was still waiting for him, but he couldn't find Ginny's horned beast, and he looked up, a huge roller coaster rising from overhead Flying past, Harry's eyes saw the Pettil sisters' ponytails dangling from the open carriage, and his ears heard their excited shouts, the roller coaster like a caterpillar flipping through the air.

He got on the Hippogriff and began to look around, and soon found Ginny's shadow in front of a huge rock wall-her fiery red hair was very recognizable, he walked over, but Ginny didn't like it. He likes to ignore it. Harry had an idea, and Ginny quickly pricked up her ears when he spoke of 'savage Quidditch skills.

Seeing Ginny's expression turning from cloudy to sunny, Harry breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly pointed to the brown rock wall and asked, "What is this?". He looked around, and Katie Bell, Lavender Brown, and Teri Butt were watching with great enthusiasm.

"Interactive Wall," Ginny said, "Ron is in it."

Harry's eyes widened, staring at the rock wall. On the rock wall were drawn lines like simple strokes, which seemed to be doodles by people who were not good at drawing. A zigzag black line represented the undulating hillside. At this moment, a simple-looking little man on the hillside was climbing the mountain.

"Is that Ron?"

"Yeah," Ginny said with a grin. "Look, I got the hang of it." She took out her wand and traced a circle on the rock face that seemed to change under Harry's stunned expression. It became a huge rolling stone rolling down the hillside.

"Who's kidding!"

Ron's clear roar came from the rock wall, representing that his little man smashed a rolling stone ten times larger than him with one punch.

"I should have painted it solid." Ginny said regretfully, seeing Harry's expression, "Oh, don't worry - the person in the rock is not life-threatening, we can only put some obstacles or conveniences for him. .It's a bit of a prank, I think Fred and George would love it here…”

Soon, there was no road in front of Ron on the rock wall. He faced a huge ravine. Lavender Brown used his wand to draw two bat wings on the rock wall. Ron picked it up and he fanned it. The bat wings came to the top of the mountain (replaced with a straight line), and the top of the mountain was painted with a huge chair,

Sitting on it—

"Warren?" Harry wiped his eyes.

"It's a scene of warriors fighting demons," Lavender said intently.

Warren in the mural looked more than ten times bigger than Ron, and even Ron himself was shocked. Warren cried out in excitement, and broke a handful of crooked branches from the tree, making them look like It fell like lightning. "Oops, Ron is going to fail. Let's help." Katie Bell shouted excitedly, took out her wand and made a circle on the rock wall, encircling Ron.

"Who turned the lights off?" said Ron in a puzzled voice.

At this time, Warren ran over and kicked it hard like a ball. The rock wall suddenly flashed and Ron came out.

Six or seven people surrounded him.

"How do you feel?" Susan Burns asked.

"Uh, a little dizzy," Ron shook his head, "it's like entering the world of a comic book—the world in your eyes is all lines,

But people look real, although I don't know why Warren got so big..."

The next second, the rock wall flickered again, and Warren jumped out of it, triumphantly, only one foot high.

Hermione had just come out of the 'Future Library', she re-read the "Monster Book of Monsters", but it felt completely different, the text and pictures in the book became a coherent picture. She'd just helped a big guy (looks like Hagrid) catch a bunch of leprechauns, using exactly what's in the book—a handful of fresh, dewy leaves, if you can still catch a bunch of leprechauns It's even better if you perform an exaggerated drama in the middle of the day: they'll immediately run out of corners to watch your performance. At this point you can put them in a cage.

The next destination she wanted to go to the high-altitude swing, she stopped for a moment when she passed the rapid-fire field on the way, Justin and Ernie McMillan were standing on one side of a long corridor, and the lair on the other side kept gushing out Billywig bugs, the bugs rushed towards the two. They were sweating profusely shooting red light from their wands, and when the red light hit the Billywigs, the nimble little creatures fell to the ground in soft **** of plasticine. As time passed, the number of Billywig worms increased and the speed became faster and faster.

Not long after Hermione left, she heard a frustrated gasp from behind.

She came to the place on the map marked "Sky Swing", there was only one sign nearby, she froze for a moment, and tapped the wooden sign with her wand. Then came the rustling sound from above, she raised her head, and a green vine hung down from the sky.

The vines weaved themselves into the shape of a letter "", and the bottom swelled into a seat. She tried to sit on it, and the vines took her up to a high place. Soon, everything on the ground was brought into view. On a plain, she saw Luna's blurred figure, Luna shook her wrist,

A monstrous house (Hermione guessed it was a house) rose from the ground like a huge black chimney with a silver crescent hanging from it.

"Well, I can probably guess what a dream architect is."

Hermione grunted softly. She couldn't help imagining what her ideal house would look like. It couldn't be too serious, but it couldn't be too weird. She tilted her head and looked at Luna's work. It seemed to be Luna's home. From her point of view, it was actually Kind of like an upright boot. She giggled.

After watching for a while, she tapped the vine with her wand, and the vine continued upward, and she wanted to look at the highest point. Hermione remembered the fairy tale of Jack and the Pea that she had heard when she was a child. Couldn't there be giants eating children above the clouds?

She was amused by the thought. In front of her, there were wavy clouds with neatly trimmed edges, which seemed to be carved out of a mold, and the professor didn't seem to pay much attention to them... Hermione couldn't help thinking, and finally, the vines stopped moving.

Hermione looked around and found a silver sphere the size of a crystal ball behind her. Is this a moon? But it was too small to notice if she didn't pay attention. She stretched out her hand curiously and held the crystal ball in her arms, and unexpectedly found a small note attached to the back of the ball with its back to her.

"I'm supposed to be twice as big, but right now I'm just pretending to be the moon."

Hermione read the note slowly, looking at the familiar handwriting, she giggled until tears came, "Oh, Professor,

I didn't expect one by one." With a smile, she found that the other side of the note was also written, she turned it over and saw that it said 'Moon City Plan Suspended.

…

The secret room playground quickly became popular at Hogwarts.

For some reason, Felix found that Granger was looking at himself strangely these two days, but he was very busy now, and he had to fulfill the responsibilities of the vice-principal one by following Professor McGonagall to learn how to deal with the daily affairs of the school. I hated it deeply, and proposed to hand over the job to the president of the male and female student union, and to exercise every day in the name of it.

"But at least you need to know what you're doing," Professor McGonagall snorted.

On the other hand, Grindelwald has not stopped his activities. The British representative of the International Federation of Wizards reported that Babajid Abakind received a pair of strange men and women in his mansion. During this period, the strict protection measures around him completely failed, and more than 20 elite Aurors were lost. half an hour of memory.

Thinking with his knees, he could also guess that Grindelwald came to the door.

But strangely, Abakind did not find any problems after undergoing various inspections. No Imperius curse, no replacement, memory intact, in fact, all evidence is that he was harmed. In his own words, Grindelwald chatted with him for a while like old friends. He even went on to receive representatives from New Zealand and Norway after the inspection.

"Grindelwald definitely did something, or said something. What he does best is rhetoric," Ms. Burns said firmly.

She was guessed.

With three days left until the holiday, Babajid Abakind made a solemn statement to all the wizards.

"It is with great regret that I have to announce that Gellert Grindelwald has returned to the public eye. He had been imprisoned in Nurmengard Prison before, but now he has escaped and regained his Freedom..." The newspaper, which recorded all his speeches, spread throughout the wizarding world in an instant.

"In view of the series of crimes he committed, I, President of the International Confederation of Wizards, Babajid Abagind, should have summoned the force to arrest him immediately, and I did, but he took the initiative to find me , we had a private conversation - I wasn't under any coercion, yes, Mr. Grindelwald was very personable throughout the conversation, we even had a discussion about a wizarding parable, there must have been a lot of people Heard the story of 'Wizards and Tumbling Pots'... ahem, what I'm saying is that the wizarding world is in such a dire situation right now that we can't afford a wizarding war."

"And Grindelwald, unfortunately, wizards generally live long, and he still maintains enough influence. In this case, Grindelwald took the initiative to release goodwill, and I have no reason to break him and hand it over based on personal preference. What about the olive branch? I admit that my approach will be controversial, but I must put aside my personal feelings, because every decision I make has far-reaching consequences. Negotiating for peace is imperative."

"not to mention-"

It was specially marked in the newspaper. When it came to this, he looked very embarrassed and hesitant. After five minutes, he finally made up his mind.

"Not to mention that the man who defeated Grindelwald last time is gone, the great, wise, benevolent Albus Dumbledore - he is dead!"

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