"I don't recommend selling these things to classmates," Sirius, who has been through this, also advised.
"Tch~ you are jealous." George curled his lips, looking quite angry.
Fred didn't look very angry. He rolled his eyes, ran directly to Ivy and hugged his shoulders.
"What for?" Ivy said with a hint of disgust.
"What's that expression on your face? Be happy - brother, I have something good for you." Fred looked like you were getting a big deal.
"You guys have never done anything good to me." Ivey doesn't believe it at all.
"Hehe - this time is different." Fred showed a flattering smile. "You should know how popular our products are at Hogwarts, right?"
"So?" This is the truth.
"Are you interested in joining us and becoming a sponsor?"
"You mean those fat tongue toffees?"
"Brother, that's just an insignificant branch of our great invention, and it's just a way for us to earn start-up capital. Look further, you are going to participate in the construction of Weasley's Trick Shop!" Fred began to give
He draws cakes
"That means your money-making plan went bankrupt, and now you want to come to me for financing."
"Hehe~ Brother, we know you are rich."
"It's not impossible - Lockhart has such a large amount of gold stored in his vault..." Ivy gestured with his hands, making Fred's eyes widen.
"but--"
"Hmm - you say it, you say it." He kept nodding, looking forward to the follow-up.
"Strictly speaking, Harry and the others also have a share of this property. It's hard for me to make the decision alone..."
"I understand—I understand—" Fred realized instantly, and he gestured OK, "Don't worry, I'll take care of the three of them."
After signing the ticket, he immediately ran to George and whispered - apparently discussing countermeasures.
"Sir, how long do we have to go?" Harry asked after walking for a while.
"It's almost there." Mr. Arthur looked up eagerly. "There is a village ahead, just go through it."
"Use the portkey?" Hearing this, Sirius asked.
"Yes" Mr. Arthur nodded
"Are there any other wizards with you?"
"It's hard to say," Mr. Arthur thought for a moment, "because most wizards will directly apparate to the venue. Only for those who can't or don't want to apparate, the Ministry of Magic has prepared portkeys."
"What is a portkey?" Harry had never heard of it.
"To put it simply - it is a medium that transports wizards from one place to another within a specified time." Sirius explained to him.
"Yes, in order to make it easier for fans to come from all over the world, the Ministry of Magic has placed more than two hundred door keys across the UK." Mr. Arthur added.
"Port key? What kind? A door? Or a key?" Ron also said curiously
"That's so obvious," Mr. Arthur explained with a smile. "They are basically some inconspicuous things, such as cans, beer bottles, rotten cartons, broken shoes, etc. There are all kinds of things. The purpose is to prevent being caught by Muggles.
If they pick it up, they should pretend it is something someone else has thrown away carelessly."
"..." Ivey doesn't want to comment on this method. He can only say that if it is domestic...hehe...
In a dim environment, the group quickly entered the village of Ottery St. Catchpole, a village with a somewhat unpronounceable name, and trudged along the wet path. At this time, the Muggles were all asleep, and there were no people touching them on the road.
Go to any pedestrian. In the quiet space, the only sounds are their own footsteps and breathing.
"We'll be there soon," Mr. Arthur said after passing through the village. He pointed to the hillside in front of him, "The closest door key to us is at the top of Stoat Mountain."
"Ah - we still have to climb a mountain~" Ron panted and complained. Harry, Hermione and Ginny were also panting and grimacing.
Betty was in good condition because Ivy was holding her in his arms on the way.
"Why are you so biased?" Ron criticized
"Didn't I say - stay as far away from Muggle activities as possible." As he said that, Mr. Arthur looked at his pocket watch, "There is still plenty of time, so climb slowly."
So - everyone started their mountain climbing journey
Anyone who has climbed a mountain knows that it is not easy even if you are given steps to climb, let alone an uneven slope.
The road was full of vines, grass roots, and small animal caves. In addition, the sky was dark, and the turf was wet and slippery. The trio and Ginny walked in a miserable way, and they didn't even have the energy to complain.
It wasn't until the sky began to turn white that the group of people climbed to the top of the mountain. The moment they stepped onto the flat ground, Harry and Ron collapsed directly on the grass, gasping for air.
"Not bad - very on time. There are still ten minutes left... Let's quickly find the door keys." Mr. Arthur calmed down for a while before speaking.
Everyone was just about to disperse
"Here, Arthur! Come here. Son, I found it." Suddenly a voice broke the silence.
Everyone looked up and saw two tall figures standing on the other side of the mountaintop under the starry night sky.
"Let's go," Mr. Arthur called everyone to go
come near
"Amos!" Arthur smiled and walked towards the man who called him
"Hey - man!" A wizard with a red face, a brown beard and an old boot in his hand came up to him.
The two held hands and exchanged pleasantries.
"Let me introduce to you, this is Amos Diggory." Mr. Arthur said to everyone, "He works in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. This is his son - Cedric, you should be here
I’ve seen it in school.”
"Hi ~ hello." Cedric's character is quite likable.
"Familiar" Ivy said hello casually. Betty also nodded to Cedric.
They are fairly familiar with Cedric.
"Hello" the trio also greeted. Cedric and the others knew each other. After all, they were the only opponents Harry lost to after joining the team. However, their attitude was quite friendly.
"Yeah." On the contrary, the twins were relatively indifferent. They were still brooding about their loss to Cedric.
"This is Sirius Black" Arthur introduced to the two of them again
"Oh - Mr. Black!" Amos stepped forward and held Sirius's hand enthusiastically. "I admire your deeds very much! At the same time, I also deeply regret what happened to you."
"Thank you." Black's attitude was average. He was neither cold nor enthusiastic. He was always an arrogant person, and his character had not been tempered after so many years in Azkaban.
"Was it a long way to go?" Amos asked after the greetings.
"Fortunately" Mr. Arthur said, "We live on the other side of the village. What about you?"
"I've been up since two o'clock~" Amos complained in a somewhat complaining tone, "If only Cedric could pass the Apparition exam earlier..."
"I tried very hard, okay!" Cedric immediately retorted.
"Haha - actually there is nothing to complain about. The World Cup is definitely not to be missed. It just so happens that this kid is also on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team. He even defeated the famous Harry Potter last semester. Maybe he will be a good player for him in the future.
Playing for the national team.”
"..." Amos's straightforward words made the trio a little embarrassed. The twins even looked slightly angry.
"Ah - the time is almost up." Mr. Arthur hurriedly smoothed things over. He took out his pocket watch and looked at it, "Is there anyone else coming?"
"No. Either I went a long time ago or I didn't get a ticket."
"That's good." Arthur nodded. "There's still one minute left. Everyone reaches out and touches the door key - just one finger."
"Give me your backpack, otherwise I won't be able to stand." Ivy took everyone's backpacks and put them into Betty's bag.
After getting ready, everyone gathered around the old boots, put their fingers on them and waited quietly.
"Okay...right away...three...two...one" Mr. Arthur stared at his pocket watch and counted down.
The moment the countdown stopped, a strong gravitational force suddenly erupted from the boots. The surrounding space was twisted into a vortex with the boots as the center. Ivey and the others gradually lifted their feet off the ground, were sucked into the center and disappeared.
When they set foot on the land again, they had arrived at a misty swamp.
"Five and seven, from Stoat Mountain." Before a few people could recover and figure out where they were, a feeble voice suddenly came from the side.
Looking sideways, there were two men wearing Scottish plaid kilts. One was holding a golden pocket watch, and the other was holding a thick stack of parchment and a quill pen, registering something. There was also a
It's a big box. But - they don't look in good spirits, their faces are tired, and their eyes are bulging with dark circles.
"Good morning - Basil" Mr. Arthur picked up the old boot and handed it to the wizard holding the pocket watch.
The man took it, changed hands and threw it into the box. Ivey took a look and saw that it was a pile of miscellaneous items. They should all be used door keys.
"Hello, Arthur." The two of them obviously knew each other and must have a good relationship. "You are not on duty?... Some people are so lucky~ Unlike us, we stay here all night."
After complaining casually, Basil looked at his pocket watch again, "You go to the camp first. A large group of people will come from the Black Forest at 5:15, so we can't stay here."
After saying that, the man next to him began to flip the parchment, "I'm looking for... Weasley... Weasley... Oh - here! Weasley is at the first camp, about four miles from here.
Half a mile, find the administrator Roberts. Then - Mr. Diggory, you are at the second camp, just past the first camp. The administrator is Mr. Payne. Also... May I ask Mr. Shafiq and
Is Miss Ethel here?"
"We are" Ivey replied raising his hand
"Ms. Wendy asked us to tell you that the station is in the first camp."
"grateful"
"Thanks, Basil"
After saying goodbye, Mr. Arthur greeted everyone to go forward.
The distance before arriving at the station was not close, and it took nearly twenty minutes to walk. Ron almost went astray because the thick fog blocked his sight.
Fortunately, everyone finally arrived at the camp successfully.