Chapter 492

When Harry was shaken up by Mrs. Weasley, he felt that he was hardly asleep in Ron's room.

"Dear Harry, it's time to go." She whispered and walked away to wake Ron up.

Harry groped around for his glasses, found them, put them on and sat up. It was still dark outside, and Ron complained vaguely when his mother woke him up. In the corner of Harry's bed, he saw two large, messy objects emerge from the edge of the blanket.

"Is it time?" Asked Fred, wobbly.

They yawned as they dressed quietly. Because everyone was so sleepy that they didn't want to talk. Then they walked down the stairs into the kitchen.

Mrs. Weasley was stirring the cauldron on the fire, while Mr. Weasley sat at the table, looking at a large pile of parchment bills. When the boys came in, he raised his head and opened his arms. In this way, they can see his clothes more clearly. He was wearing a golf shirt, an old pair of jeans, and the jeans were a little big, and he had to wear a leather belt to tighten his trousers.

"How about it?" "We have to be anonymous, Harry. Do you think I look like a Muggle?" he asked nervously

"Where are bill, Charlie and Percy?" Asked George, with a big blow.

"They can move the phantom, right?" Mrs. Weasley said as she put the big pot on the table and began to pour porridge into the bowl. "So they can sleep in."

Harry knew that it was difficult for the phantom to move, which meant disappearing from one place and immediately appearing in another.

"Then they are still in bed." He said, "why don't we phantom?"

"Because you're not that old and you haven't passed the exam." Mrs. Weasley interrupted. "Where's Ginny? Not up yet? "

She rushed out of the kitchen and there was the sound of climbing the stairs.

"Do you have to pass the exam to learn to move the phantom?" Asked Harry.

"Oh, yes," Mr. Weasley said, carefully placing the ticket in the pocket behind his jeans. "Some people were fined by magic a few days ago, because they used phantom and they didn't have a license. It's not easy to move the phantom. If it is not done well, it will lead to very serious consequences. That's why the two people I'm talking about finally split themselves in half. "

Everyone around the table shivered except Harry.

"Er Separated? " Asked Harry.

"They've left half of themselves where they are," said Mr. Weasley, as he scooped a large spoon of syrup into the porridge. "So, of course, they're stuck now, and they can't move either side, until the magic accident repair center repairs them. I can tell you, it's like the old Muggle papermaking, which makes clean paper from the linen cloth that the Muggle man has soiled

Harry suddenly remembered a pair of legs and an eye that had been abandoned on the sidewalk of privet street.

"Are they not good?" He asked, a little frightened.

"Oh, very well," Mr. Weasley took it for granted, "but they were fined a lot of money, and I don't think they dare try again. You don't want to move around in a moment. There are a lot of adult sorcerers here who don't want to use it. They prefer to use broomsticks. It's slower but safer. "

"But Bill, Charlie and Percy can." Fred said with a smile, "Charlie took two exams. The first time it failed. He was going to go five miles to the south, but he just landed on top of some old man who was shopping, remember? "

"Yes. But the second time he passed. " Said Mr. Weasley, and then he went back to the kitchen and snickered in it.

"Percy passed it two weeks ago. Since then, he has been moving down the stairs every morning just to prove that he can George told him.

"Why do we get up so early?" Said Ginny, rubbing her eyes. She came down the stairs and sat down at the table.

"We're going a long way." Said Mr. Weasley.

"Go?" Harry asked, "what? Are we going to the world cup

"No, no, it's miles away," Mr. Weasley said with a smile. "We just need to walk a little way. It's hard not to attract Muggle's attention because of a large group of witches. We have to be very careful about our departure time and for such an event. "

"George Cried Mrs. Weasley, and everyone jumped.

"What's the matter?" George asked in a very innocent tone, but it didn't deceive anyone.

"What's in your pocket?"

"Nothing!"

"Didn't you lie?"

Mrs. Weasley pointed her wand at George's pocket and said, "Accio!"

A few small, brightly colored objects rose from George's pocket, and he tried to grab them, but threw himself into the air. They all landed exactly in Mrs. Weasley's outstretched hand."We told you, destroy them!" Mrs. Weasley said angrily, "we told you not to take these things! Clean your pockets. Come on! You two

It's not a pleasant scene: obviously, the twins want to get as much toffee out of the house as possible. Mrs. Weasley used her magic to find them.

“Accio！ Accio！ Accio！” She yelled as the toffee rose from all over the place, including George's Bush and Fred's jeans.

When his mother threw away the toffee, Fred called to his mother, "it took us six months to develop these things!"

"Oh, six months!" She cried, "no wonder you can't take more O.W.L.!"

The atmosphere of the dining table suddenly became tense. No one could challenge Mrs. Weasley's dignity in this home. In fact, it is only about 5:56 now. Mrs. Weasley hasn't finished her busy work. Everyone is not in position. Mrs. Weasley has put two new dishes on the table.

Before Harry could ask, Dobby's sudden appearance greatly eased the atmosphere at the table.

Dobby showed up in the living room of Weasley's house with the cage of crook mountain. Crook mountain cried badly. He didn't like the trip.

Even for a human being, the first phantom shift feels bad, and there are not a few people like Van Lin who feel bad no matter how many times they come.

However, even so, the arrival of crook mountain was greatly welcomed by Harry and others.

As soon as Ron's eyes lit up, he suddenly felt that the cat in front of him became so friendly.

If only it wasn't with dobby.

"They're both coming, dobby." Harry said that although it's a pity Sirius couldn't arrive, van Lin and Hermione are the people he desperately want to see.

"Yes, Mr. Harry Potter, the owner of Fanlin asked dobby to deliver Miss Granger's cat first, and then the two of them would come through the owner's flying road network."

"Flying road network, Hermione was at Van Lin's house before?"

"Yes, for the convenience of travel, master Fanlin took dobby and his father to Miss Granger's house..."

Ron didn't know what he was thinking. His face darkened.

"That's right. I invited them both to breakfast. In fact, I was just ready." Said Mrs. Weasley.

Suddenly, a green flame rose from the quiet fireplace, and then Hermione's figure jumped out of the flame.

I have to say that Mr. al's taste is still very good. Hermione felt embarrassed by the afternoon shopping, but Mr. Al and van Lin agreed that it was both taken for granted.

"Hey, Harry, Ron..." Hermione took care of them in a big circle, for a long time. Fortunately, she knew all the people here.

"Hello, Hermione." Harry laughed. Mrs. Weasley slapped the ash that didn't exist on Hermione.

She had cleaned the fireplace before, or, to be sure, dobby, one of van Lin's orders, and the Weasleys' fireplace was not as clean as she expected.

Fanling told dobby to be more secretive. You know, there are so many witches in Hogwarts, and no one has discovered the work of elves.

Ron just wanted to say hello, but the fireplace once again raised a green flame, and vanillin stepped out of the flame.

"Hello, everyone. Have a good holiday." Fanlin said happily, but he didn't want to say hello one by one from Mrs. Weasley to Ginny. There were too many Weasleys, not to mention Ron's brothers, Percy, Charlie, bill.

It's not an easy job to call it.

"Hello, Fanlin." Everyone responded enthusiastically, especially Fred and George, who were very happy to see van Lin in the burrow, especially when their mother taught them.

Ron's face was a little bitter, but then he said hello to van Lin, which was regarded as a response, but it seemed

"Have a good holiday, Harry."

Under Mrs. Weasley's guidance, Fanlin and Hermione sit on one side of the table, facing each other. Van Lin is next to Harry, and Hermione is next to Ginny.

"Have a good holiday, Fanlin." Harry said that he would like to see van Lin very much. In this way, if something happens, he can find the right judgment, not to mention the two of them going through life and death together.

Breakfast became harmonious, and Mrs. Weasley gave up the idea of teaching the Weasley twins. Strictly speaking, Fanlin and Hermione were guests. They came to her home for the first time. She also liked them very much. Just like the potters, they were very good friends. However, Fanlin was much better than James.

"How was your vacation?" Asked Fanlin.

"Fortunately, except for the nightmare, the Dursleys didn't embarrass me. In fact, the identity of Sirius Muggle murderer is quite effective, but some...""It doesn't matter. He doesn't care at all." Van Lin laughs. He puts a jam pie on his plate.

"Harry, did you have a nightmare? Well, I didn't have any... "

"It's just a dream. Although it's worse, Vaseline gave me a method, which made me feel better after using it." Said Harry.

"Feel much better?" Van Lin's difference was, "did you succeed? Closure of the brain? "

"No Harry said with a wry smile, "in fact, it's just lightening up, but I haven't had nightmares these two days."

Van Linden nodded, perhaps because Harry had put all his mind on the Quidditch World Cup, which made the connection between his heart and Voldemort a little diluted.

Ron is not talking. He seems to want to destroy his food.

Hermione and Ginny two girls sitting together naturally have a lot of topics, Fanlin faintly heard Ginny praise Hermione's clothes, and then Hermione secretly said something to Ginny. Their eyes glanced at Van Lin, but it was only a short contact.

……

Time passed quickly, and breakfast at the Weasleys was over before it was light outside.

"Have a good time! Don't be so naughty Mrs. Weasley called to the back of the twins as they left. But they didn't look back or answer. "I'll call bill, Charlie and Percy about noon," Mrs. Weasley said to Mr. Weasley, and then Mr. Weasley, Harry, Ron, Valentine, Hermione and Ginny set out across the dark yard, following Fred and George.

It's cold outside and the moon is still there. Only to their right, a dark, pale green light on the horizon told them it was going to be light. Harry thought thousands of wizards were now heading for the Quidditch World Cup, so he stepped up to keep up with Mr. Weasley.

"So how can everyone get there without being discovered by Muggles?" Harry asked.

"This has become a big organizational issue," Mr. Weasley said. "The problem is that there are about 100000 divisions in the world cup, and of course we don't have a magic arena large enough to accommodate them. There are places where Muggles can't see, but imagine putting 100000 witches into Dean's port. So we have to find a better deserted wilderness and set up more measures to defend Muggles. The whole cabinet has been busy with this for months. First of all, of course, we have to arrange the arrival. People with low price tickets should arrive two weeks early. Limit a certain number of people to use Muggle vehicles. But we can't use too much, it will hinder their cars and trains Remember, witches from all over the world are coming. Some use instant movement, but we have to build a safe place for them to appear, and we have to stay away from Muggles. I believe there is a forest that can be used as a place for them to go. For those who don't want to move or can't, we use the door key. During the preparation period, these are enough to transport wizards from one location to another, and you can teleport a large group at a time if you need to. In the UK, there are 200 door keys announced at important strategic locations, and the nearest to us is at the top of stone hill, so we are moving there

Mr. Weasley pointed to a large black ball ahead of the village of Autrey.

"What exactly is a door key?" Harry asked curiously.

"Oh, it can be anything," replied Fanlin. "Obviously, they are insignificant things, so Muggles don't pick them up or touch them It's something they think is rubbish. "

"Garbage..." Harry was speechless, but Mr. Weasley's affirmative answer followed.

They trudged along dark, wet alleys toward the village. It was so quiet that only their feet could be heard. As they struggled through the village, the sky slowly lit up. The dark sky was slowly diluted into dark blue. Harry's hands and feet were frozen, and Mr. Weasley kept looking at his watch.

Fanlin has added some warm-up incantations to everyone, but mental fatigue can't be solved, which will not restore physical strength.

When they started climbing the rock mountain, they had no strength to talk. Sometimes they will touch the hidden rabbit's nest, sometimes they will step on the dense grass and slip. With every breath Harry felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his legs were shaking as his feet touched the ground.

Van Lin held Hermione with one hand, which was very difficult for girls.

Fanlin even wanted to fly directly, but Mr. Weasley's words were not a decoration.

Sirius is really unreliable. If you use the phantom to move the shape

But the resentment is broken by Hermione, so it's good to hold the girl.

"Whew Said Mr. Weasley, panting. He took off his glasses and wiped them with his sweater. "Great, we have a good command of time. We have ten minutes..."

Hermione was the last to climb to the top of the mountain. Van Lin was pulling Hermione up. Ginny came to help.

"Now we just need the door key," Mr. Weasley said, putting on his glasses again and squinting around the ground. "It won't be big Come on... "They scattered and searched everywhere. After a while, suddenly a cry cut through the quiet starry sky.

"Here it is! Arthur! Here, my child, here we are

On the other side of the mountain, two high outlines appear under the starry sky.

"AMS!" Cried Mr. Weasley. With a smile, he strode to the man who had just yelled. The rest followed.

Mr. Weasley shook hands with the red faced wizard with a short beard and beard. In his other hand he held an old musty boot.

"Boys, this is AMS Digory," Mr. Weasley introduced.

He works in the discipline and Control Department of the Ministry of magic, and I want you to know his son Cedric. "

Cedric digori is a very handsome boy, about 17 years old. He is the captain and catcher of the Quidditch team of Hogwarts hofpav.

Fanlin knows more about it. The three strong warriors died in Voldemort's hands

Well, it's really not a good experience.

"Hello Cedric looked at the people and said.

They all said "hello" to Cedric, except that Fred and George just nodded. They can't forgive Cedric for beating their team in the first Quidditch game last year.

"A long way, Arthur?" Said Cedric's father.

"Not too long," Mr. Weasley said. "We live on the other side of the village. How about you?"

"We have to get up at two o'clock, don't we, Cedric? I tell you, if he passes his instant movement test, I'll be happy. However No more Never miss the Quidditch World Cup. And the tickets are so expensive. Just to remind you, don't let me win too easily Ames. Digory naturally looked at the children next to Weasley, Harry, Fanling, Hermione and Ginny. "It's all yours, Arthur?"

"Oh, no, the one with the red head," said Mr. Weasley, pointing out his children. "This is Fanlin and Hermione, Ron's friend; this is Harry, another friend."

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