v5 Chapter 37： Go get Mr. Clegane!

A door key is an enchanted item that teleports anyone who touches it to a designated location.

Compared to Floo powder, the port key can teleport multiple people at a time, and the destination does not need to have a fireplace.

At the same time, the door key does not require special training like the Apparition, and it can be used even by underage wizards.

Most importantly, on ultra-long-distance travel, the door key has an almost crushing advantage.

Apparition is difficult to travel across continents and countries, but Portkey can easily do it.

William and Hermione wanted to go from Albania to England, such a long distance, Floo powder and Apparition would definitely not work.

Using the door key is the most convenient and fast.

However, the use of portkeys between two countries must be approved by the Ministry of Magic.

William and Hermione smuggled in from the Adriatic Sea, with no possibility of approval.

Even if it's not smuggling, it's impossible to go to the Albanian Ministry of Magic to get permission.

Burning down other people's forests, you have to explain. You said you had a fight with Voldemort, who gave you proof?

Voldemort?

If the explanation is invalid, it will be forcibly detained, and then you will lose money.

Don't overestimate the bottom line of the Ministry of Magic. If you encounter a person like Minister Fudge, as if you have never seen money in eight lifetimes, you will definitely take the opportunity to ask for a sky-high compensation.

All you burnt are some trees?

fart!

What you burned... was obviously a precious magical plant planted by the Ministry of Magic.

The age of each plant is more than three thousand years. The fruit above is even more powerful:

Take a bite to refresh your mind, eat two bites and never get tired, and eat three bites for longevity.

If it is this kind of extortion, even if you sell William, you will not be able to pay.

He also doesn't want another wave of prison escapes, after destroying Venice, and then destroying the capital of Albania - Tirana!

Since the formal channels cannot go through, they can only continue to smuggle.

As a veteran and expert in this field, Mr. Newt has taught William the life experience of many elders.

Even talking eloquently, it seems that no one knows how to smuggle more than he does.

Newt also introduced William to dozens of wizards who smuggled portkeys.

In a country with a magical animal sanctuary, there are almost all acquaintances he knows.

Newt himself never secretly made door keys, in his words:

We can't do things that violate the law and discipline.

e... Co-authoring, you have done less work?

Since there is a way, William must choose the door key.

Early in the morning, the two came to a coastline with a tired face.

Last night, it was the middle of the night to find Bertha.

After leaving the forest and throwing away the Aurors, William and Hermione entered the safety table, huddled on the sofa in the living room, and slept for the night.

So, in the morning, it is inevitable that you will feel a little sluggish.

On the edge of the coast, there was already a wizard standing, wrapped in a tattered black robe.

"Yo hoo!" The wizard looked up and down at William and Hermione.

At his feet, there was a row of old iron barrels.

They are all illegally made door keys, and if they are caught, they will be sentenced.

"Where are you going?" The wizard stared at William's face and seemed to recognize him.

"U.K."

"Sorry, can't go to England now." The wizard shook his head.

"Why?" Hermione asked curiously.

"The UK is hosting the Quidditch World Cup. There are too many smuggling people. The British Ministry of Magic has stepped up testing."

William raised his eyebrows, he didn't know about it.

Well, he hasn't been in touch with Tonks in a while.

However, William still doubts the accuracy of this news.

The Quidditch World Cup has left the British Ministry of Magic in a hurry. Do they really have the time and energy to catch smuggled wizards?

"I suggest going to France," the wizard said sincerely. "That's closer."

William thought for a moment, but made no objection.

France is also fine, just go to Clegane to get the door key, directly from the official channel, no need to smuggle.

By the way, the wizards who were caught could also be used for Clegane's performance.

"How much for the two of us?"

"Two hundred Galleons...Thank you for your patronage," the wizard said with a smile.

"Isn't the market price 30 per person?" Hermione was shocked and angry at this temporary price increase.

"It's 30 per person to go to France, and the other 70 is to keep my mouth shut, seeing Stark and Granger leave the country illegally."

The portkey dealer grinned and said to William:

"That's the price of being famous, little boy! The whole world knows you.

As you all know, you two were in Italy and saved Venice.

Now suddenly appearing in Albania and trying to smuggle to Paris.

All major newspapers will be interested in this news... I only charge 70 Galleons for the hush money, I already have professionalism! "

"You're right." William shrugged.

"Then pay for it."

"I refuse!" William shook his head, "...let's go to the newspaper and sell the news, the two of us don't mind.

isn't it, Hermione? "

"That's right." Hermione folded her arms against William's shoulders.

The Aurors of Albania have already seen them. The news of them here will break out sooner or later, and there is no need to take advantage of them.

As for smuggling... You said we smuggled in and smuggled, is there any evidence?

At Hogwarts, there are thousands of school rules, and the first rule is not to be caught.

As two typical Hogwarts, William and Hermione will definitely carry forward this style perfectly, and will never admit to smuggling.

They have never been to Albania at all!

"...As for this? Isn't it two hundred Galleons?" The wizard was also speechless.

With such a big reputation, it seems that you are not a master who lacks money. As for the two of you, you are so insistent!

William glanced at him and said softly, "We just don't want to be taken advantage of."

You think I'm Malfoy, slaughtered by Fudge all day.

Hermione looked convinced, hugged William's arm, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "That's it!"

Living, how can you think that your family has too much money? !

"Send it or not, we won't send it to another home." William urged.

"Okay, you two are cruel!"

The wizard muttered "what a stingy", handed a bucket, and cursed: "You will be caught by the French Ministry of Magic!"

"Just catch it, it's not like you haven't caught it."

William and Hermione grabbed the bucket.

"Let's go in ten seconds..." The wizard glanced at his watch and waved his hand:

"I wish you both...French magic...Travel...happy..."

The two were dragged away and disappeared without a trace.

William fell to the ground and immediately stabilized his body. Hermione's face only paled a bit after using it too many times.

"That wizard... what did you just say?" Hermione shook her dizzy head and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I didn't hear it either, wish us a happy trip..." William shook his head.

"And the French...what?" Hermione frowned. "I have a bad hunch."

"Uh... Hermione, I think... your hunch was right."

William looked around, took her hand, and said softly, "That person probably said...the French Ministry of Magic."

"How did you know?"

"Because...we're at the French Ministry of Magic!"

William glanced back out of the corner of his eye, and there were Aurors standing behind him.

They all raised their wands and looked wary.

William cursed inwardly: "Made, you are actually fishing for law enforcement!"

Infernal Affairs!

"Don't whisper!" A familiar voice sounded.

"You are now under arrest by the French Ministry of Magic for allegedly illegally using the door key!

You have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will become evidence in court..."

William was stunned and turned his head away.

"Costa... long time no see, you've really become an Auror, how have you been recently?" He smiled.

"Uh...William!!"

Looking at the teenager who had kissed him in public Costa's face instantly flushed.

She immediately flipped her hair and stammered, "You...why are you and Hermione here?!"

"We... come to Paris to play." William showed a "nuclear" smile.

All French Aurors gasped.

"Go get Mr. Clegane, Stark and Granger... Paris again!

Run away! ! "

William: "..."

Hermione: "..."

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