Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 455 Departure (the leader of the Wheel of Fortune who likes pranks, plus update 45)

The arrival of friends made the Burrow more lively than before. Everyone was noisy, chasing goblins in the garden, or controlling two tables to duel with wands, until late at night before Mrs. Weasley drove her back to the room.

Waited until the next day.

At dawn, Kyle was woken up, dressed and came to the Burrow.

The Weasley family seemed to have just woken up. Everyone's hair was messy and they were yawning incessantly, looking like they had not woken up.

"My dear, I was thinking about calling you just now." Mrs. Weasley came over, holding a plate of corned beef sandwiches in her hand. "We're going to leave soon, let's eat something first."

Kyle nodded, picked up a sandwich and took a bite.

Next to him, Mr. Weasley was showing Harry what he was wearing today.

"How about it?" he asked eagerly, "We should hide our identity when we go. Do I look like a Muggle, Harry?"

"Like," Harry confirmed with a smile.

Although golf shirts and jeans don't match well, they look pretty good, and no one would find them strange when walking on the street before.

"Why don't you see Bill, Charlie...and Percy..." Fred asked while eating his sandwich.

"Don't they disapparate?" Mrs. Weasley put a large pot on the table and started filling everyone's bowls with porridge, "so I can sleep in a little longer."

Fred muttered something, but no one heard it because his mouth was full of sandwiches.

Kyle sighed.

He can also disapparate, but he is under age and has not been able to pass the exam to obtain the certificate. Apparition without a license would be very troublesome if he was caught by the Ministry of Magic, so he could only get up early and set off with the large army. .

There were footsteps in the corridor, and Autumn, Hermione and Ginny walked into the kitchen. Their faces looked very pale, and they seemed to have three bird's nests on their heads.

Ginny sat at the table, complaining about getting up so early.

Everyone drank the porridge and ate a few bites of sandwiches without wasting too much time.

"It's time to go, I wish you a good time."

Mrs. Weasley checked the time and said, "I'll send Bill, Charlie and Percy over at noon."

Then everyone walked through the dark courtyard and walked towards a hill in the distance.

On the way, Harry curiously asked about the location of the Quidditch match.

“It’s been really hard to organize.”

Speaking of this, Mr. Weasley suddenly sighed and said: "About 100,000 wizards are coming to watch the World Cup. Of course we can't find a place that can accommodate so many people. Just imagine, how can 100,000 wizards be packed in?" What about Diagon Alley or Platform 9?

So we had to find an uninhabited swamp and take all measures to prevent Muggles. The Ministry was busy on this matter for several months. "

"Then how do we get there?" Harry asked, "Walking?"

"Of course not." Mr. Weasley said, "We use portkeys. The function of this thing is to transport wizards from one place to another within a specified time. The closest portkey to us is on Stoat Mountain. We are now Just go there.”

The journey was far longer than they thought, especially as they climbed Stoat Mountain, Kyle could clearly hear Harry's growing gasps.

When they stepped on the flat ground again, it was already very bright and everyone was very tired.

Mr. Weasley wiped the sweat from his forehead and said breathlessly, "Yes, we arrived on time...with ten minutes left."

"Yo, Arthur!" A voice suddenly came from the front. A man with a brown beard stood there, holding a moldy old boot in his hand.

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"Come here, we've found the door key."

"Amos," Mr. Weasley said, smiling and striding towards the man who called him.

Cedric stood next to the man, smiling and waving at them.

"Let me introduce you." Mr. Weasley looked at Harry and Hermione... "This is Amos Diggory, who works in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. This is his son, Cedric, I think. You all know each other."

Cedric, of course they know each other.

"Hi, hello!" Cedric came over and said hello to them, then went straight to the end of the line.

"Qiu, how was your rest last night?"

"It's okay, but I got up too early."

Because of the mountain climbing, Qiu's cheeks were red, and Cedric could hardly take his eyes away.

"Tsk..." Fred said to Kyle with a look of disgust on his face: "Why doesn't he look at us? Are we all transparent?"

"At least in his eyes... almost." Kyle said.

"Hoho." George let out a weird laugh, "I really want to stuff balloon candy into his mouth and let him float to the World Cup venue."

"Put two more in," Kyle said, "let him float higher."

Kyle and others were discussing how to deal with Cedric, and the adults over there were also talking.

"It's a long way, Arthur," asked Mr. Diggory, handing him his old boots.

"There's nothing we can do about it. This is the only place nearby where no Muggles will come." Mr. Weasley said, "What about you?"

"I got up at two o'clock." Mr. Diggory rubbed his eyes, "To tell you the truth, I really want Ced to pass the Apparition exam as soon as possible, but there's nothing to complain about... the Quidditch World Cup, absolutely. do not miss it."

"Where are your tickets?"

"The top box." Mr. Diggory smiled happily, "Chris helped that guy Ludo Bagman solve a little trouble before, and thanks to him, I got the best tickets.

Unfortunately there was only one left, so I decided to let Seid go. "

"Didn't you get the ticket?" Mr. Weasley frowned.

“There are grandstand tickets, but I didn’t ask for them.” Mr. Diggory shook his head and said, “But that’s okay. As you know, most people are busy with the World Cup now, and there is a shortage of manpower for another thing.

Bagman happened to say that you would go too and help me take care of Seder. "

"Of course there's no problem with that," said Mr. Weasley, "but I remember that you also like Quidditch, don't you?"

"That's right, but I don't like the team this time!" At this point, Mr. Diggory's voice suddenly became a little louder. "Even the Peruvian team has not entered the finals, so what is there to see in this World Cup?"

Mr. Weasley then remembered that Amos was a loyal fan of the Peruvian team. This team was eliminated by Ireland in the semi-finals.

Looking at Amos, who was still furious and accusing the game of being shady, Mr. Weasley wisely said nothing more and just nodded: "Don't worry, leave Ced to me, I will take good care of him. "

Then he looked at the time and shouted:

"There's only one minute left. Come here quickly. We should all be in our places... Just stretch out a finger to make sure you can touch the door key?"

Everyone, carrying large bulging backpacks, managed to gather around the old boots that Mr. Weasley was holding.

They stood there, in a tight circle.

"Three..." Mr. Weasley stared at his pocket watch and muttered in a low voice, "Two...one..."