Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 373 To the Moon

"You really want to travel? Then I have a better place."

Ron really regretted hearing this, and what he regretted even more was that he didn't refuse at the first time.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be like this - in a bucket of milk.

Although he could still breathe in the milk, no, it would be more accurate to say that he was integrated into the milky liquid.

He was like a ghost, a shadow, trapped in this milk barrel that was a little too narrow for him.

He cannot speak or see, and the only way he can sense the outside world is through his ears and touch.

What's worse, he didn't know how long he would stay like this.

Because the destination of their trip is the moon, a place that even great figures like Dumbledore and Voldemort cannot reach with magic alone.

If it weren't for the gravity thing that Harry mentioned, it would take 2001 years for Nimbus 68 to reach this place.

"Will I starve to death?" Ron touched his stomach.

"Ron, you won't starve to death." Harry's voice, which was almost unable to suppress his laughter, sounded in his heart.

"Yeah, Ron, didn't you read the instructions?"

"Lian said that if you have any questions, just read the instructions silently in your mind." Ginny's clear voice also sounded inexplicably in his heart.

Ron subconsciously wanted to speak, but his tongue and upper and lower lips seemed to have merged into one. He only now realized that he didn't even need to breathe.

The feeling he had when breathing before was just a habit, an illusion.

"Idiot! We can hear everything you think in your heart, except your own thoughts, those thoughts you want to convey to the outside world." That was Ginny. From her voice, Ron could imagine her look of disappointment.

"Think about the instructions quickly." Harry's helpless voice came.

"Okay." Ron recited the instructions in his mind doubtfully.

Wait, Ron suddenly felt something in his mind, the origin of this Moon City...

The city is related to Sayer, a descendant of Slytherin, and the Boots, the adopted sons of Isolt Sayer.

Draco would be proud if he were here.

The Sayers and Boots inherited the non-wizard method of making this magical implement from the great Muggle wandmaker James Stewart.

When the American wizarding world chose not to interact with Muggles, they chose to find a new place - the moon, and build it according to their own ideas.
Ron eagerly squeezed out the information in his mind and browsed through it. In addition to Moon City, wizards who inherited the philosophy of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry were looking for like-minded people all over the world.

They restored the dilapidated Atlantis and built a magnificent underwater city.
"Ron, are you okay?" Harry asked suddenly.

When Ron was not around and it was just him and Ginny, his thoughts would always wander to some less serious things.

Fortunately, only Ginny could hear this information. If Ron heard it, then I guess——

Harry couldn't help but shudder.

"I'm fine." Ron pulled himself out of the information stream with a lingering feeling.

"Ginny, what's wrong with you? Why aren't you talking?" Ron couldn't help scratching the back of his head.

"Nothing." Ginny's inner voice echoed in Ron and Harry's hearts.

However, Ron was very confused as to why he felt that Ginny was a little shy. Her tone was the same as when she greeted Harry when Harry first came to their house.

"Ron, I never thought we would have the chance to come to the moon."

“When Ryan told us, I thought I was dreaming.”

"If I hadn't been to Atlantis with him, I would have thought he was talking crazy like you do." Harry began to change the subject.

"what!"

"You've been to Atlantis!"

"That underwater city!" "When was it?"

"It was during your summer vacation. That's not right. If it was - Dobby would definitely know."

"Did you and Ryan know each other last semester?"

"You lied to me - you said you just met Ryan at the entrance!" Ron said aggrievedly.

As far as he could remember, except for the summer vacation and before Harry went to school, they had always been together like conjoined twins.

If there was any tour Harry had that he didn't know about, it was during those times he was away.

"I did not lie to you."

"This is all because of the Atlantis contract. I can't tell others in any way before you know." Harry explained quickly.

"So you really have known Ryan for a long time?" Ron misunderstood.

Ginny, lying in the pile of vegetables nearby, was still recalling the images that had just flashed through Harry's mind, her face flushed.

"No, it's not."

"Do you remember the first time I attended Roger's Quidditch training? At that time, I complained that he was just talking nonsense and you said he was unreliable." Harry asked tentatively.

Harry, who was also in the milk, looked confused. He didn't know whether Ron would remember the more crucial points.

"That was the time."

"Wait, that time!"

"You were pretending to be asleep at that time!"

"That's not right. You and I were in the lounge at noon, and we were even being interviewed by other students together at that time!" Ron was puzzled.

Could it be possible that Harry could split himself into two?

"Let me think - at 10 o'clock, you were still in the dormitory, until 10:. It seems that's when you disappeared."

"Excluding the time you spent in Atlantis, let's say one hour, you got there in about an hour?" Ron was stunned.

Now he knew how far Hogwarts in the Scottish Highlands was from the Bermuda Triangle in the southeast of the Florida Peninsula in North America.

"Well, at that time we used the Staff of Poseidon inherited from the Ryan family, which could allow us to appear directly in another place with water." Harry lied with his eyes open.

"Where there's water?" Ron couldn't help but think of his Aunt Muriel. When he was still young and ignorant, she was still charming, totally different from now, and like Dudley before.

If he had the scepter at that time, then -

Ron's imagination ran wild.

At this moment, a strange feeling came, as if there was a hook behind his navel hooking forward with irresistible momentum, and his feet left the ground and flew up.

But that's not right, he is clearly in the milk pail.

"It's a Portkey," said Ginny suddenly.

When her uncle was still alive, he was a lawless guy like Fred and his friends.

At that time, he secretly made a few keys to his house.

"Port key?"

"It seems that we in the UK are no worse than them!"

"Port keys are out of date. We now use the portal developed by Skywalker Alchemy Workshop!" Ron couldn't help but feel proud.

"This is the delivery channel." Harry reminded from the side.

Ron's smile froze.

(End of this chapter)