Up the long staircase, a few people came to a low, narrow dirt passage, "This height—is it a hole made by a goblin?" Ron gestured to the height of the hole, "Or a goblin?" ”

"Probably goblins, I remember a goblin rebellion near Hogsmeade...... Hey! Please, George! Don't look at me like that! ”

George stared at Fred with a 'you're studying behind my back' expression.

"—that's what you see on the Chocolate Frog card—Legnac I! It's the only elf out of all the cards! All that happens to the leprechauns is on its introduction! ”

"Yes!" Ron clenched his fist and tapped the dirt on the edge of the hole, "The only elf card!" I remember! It was the one who made the Great Sword of Gryffindor—but now those goblins want to get the sword back, saying that the goblins made it are the goblins! ”

"It's unreasonable!" Ron was indignant, "That wine will always be a bar, let those goblins who are addicted to alcohol spit it out!" ”

"They won't spit out, at most they will be returned to you in another way." George spreads his hands.

"Uh-" Harry got what George meant.

Anna was a little surprised, "That's what the chocolate frog card says?" The goblin asks for the sword back? ”

Isn't this sowing discord between goblins and wizards?

"That's right—goblins don't eat chocolate frogs, so they don't care if their name appears on a card—as long as it doesn't involve their money—they don't care if it's on Azkaban's list."

Fred paused, raising his glowing wand a little further, "Of course - I never heard of goblins going into Azkaban - probably because it was a notorious 'wizard' prison, not a 'goblin' prison. ”

"Perhaps because the 'Brotherhood of Elves' can unite to protect their compatriots, they have a chance to negotiate with the Ministry of Magic......"

Anna listened carefully to the words of the others, believing that she could get a lot of information from the Weasley brothers, whose father worked at the Ministry of Magic.

It sounds like the elves are in a bit of an interesting situation, similar to house-elves, they are in a not-so-normal coexistence with wizards, but the difference is that they earn their own breath instead of being resigned to it like house-elves.

Anna touched her chin, judging from the setting of the entire Harry Potter world, it was full of various chains of contempt-

Anna remembers that Rowling had described the statue of the Magic Fountain in the lobby of the Ministry of Magic - the wizard was held up in the middle, and next to him was a beautiful witch, while the house-elves, goblins, and centaurs were shorter, looking at the two in the middle with admiring eyes, and it is worth mentioning that the house-elf sculpture also had a wonderful smile.

Satirize.

First of all, most house-elves can't laugh at all.

And the attitude of the elves and centaurs towards wizards is not at all reverence - it is fortunate that they did not fight.

Think of the former goblin rebellion, and the Ministry of Magic's 'Centaur Liaison Office' - no centaur has ever used this office, which is a well-known joke at the Ministry of Magic.

Not to mention the wizarding community's own chain of contempt - age, gender, race, blood.

"That's all Bill told us, he's our oldest brother, the president of the Gryffindor Student Council! He wanted to work as a spell solver at Gringotts after graduation, and his mother said it was dangerous, but he told us that maybe we could venture into the pyramids—"

"Awesome!" Harry almost stepped on Ron's shoe, "Is that the pyramid I was thinking?" ”

"If I mean the one in Egypt, I think so." Anna could tell the pride in Ron's tone, maybe they were both proud of Bill, "Maybe I'll be a spell solver or do something big in the future!" ”

"Then why don't you become the Minister of Magic first...... Fred interjected, "or you can just marry a Minister and you can make a big deal." ”

George laughed as he thought of the current Minister of Magic, Millicent Bagno, and laughed, "I like the current Minister, Lady Bagno, for her strong stand for 'the right of everyone to have a wild party' - and we need that right more-"

"Especially when you're mischievous!" Ron gasped heavily, "How long have we been gone?" I think it's probably twenty minutes, right? Why is this tunnel so long? It doesn't lead to London, does it? ”

"Of course not," Fred stopped, and the group came to a relatively large cavern with a stone slide in front of them, "Is there a door on this slide?" ”

Harry looked closely, "Seems to be a wall?" ”

"It's easy to do it with the wall," Fred said from the Diagon Alley experience, believing that Anna had her own way of dealing with the wall, and he handed her wand back to Anna.

"Anna! It's up to you! ”

Anna smiled wryly, "Then I'll try," and she climbed up the stone slide to a small platform where only one person could stand.

She did vaguely remember how to open the door, what was the spell?

Anna remembers it was a hunchbacked statue of an old witch - "Hunchback Open the Door?" ”

The wall didn't react, "The skin is open?" ”

"Separation?" The wall vibrated slightly, but quickly stopped.

Ron listened and muttered quietly, "These spells sound so dark. ”

"Left and right separation?"

"Click-" The stone wall in front of him spread out to both sides, revealing a narrow gap that could accommodate one person, and several people were closing their stomachs next to each other, and Harry thought to himself that Dudley's stomach would definitely get stuck.

[Weasley in Distress - Secret Passage: Reward for Quest Completion: Memory +20, Reaction +20, Harry Courage +3 ]

The interior design is very European-style, with stone staircases, beautiful pattern carvings on the stone walls of the corridor, and wallpaper with gold and green backgrounds on the walls near the stairs, on which exquisite paintings are hung.

Harry looked at where they had just come out - it was a statue of an old one-eyed witch with a pink hat.

"Merlin's socks—I know where we are—" George watched as two young men in robes hurried down the stairs, muttering 'Quidditch' and 'too late' to their lips, walking too anxiously to notice the group of 'black cloaks' behind the statue.

"Their robes! I've seen it at home! Fred lowered his voice, and Harry looked at him nervously, Ron looking incredulous.

"This is Hogwarts!" The twins were very excited.

At the same time, the Burrow's fireplace sounded.

"Uhh

"Really, this weather—"

She complained about the sudden rain, and took off her coat and hung it on the shelf by the door, "Phew—dear Ginny, go get a cabbage in the backyard—so we're back early, and the boys can have a hot meal—"

"Ready to eat—Ron! Fred! George! She yelled at the stairs, no response expected.

"Mom! They're out playing—" Ginny peeked out of the window and didn't see the blue Ford parked on the side of the road, "probably going to Diagon Alley......"

Mrs. Weasley was a little surprised, "Ron went too?!" Thanks Merlin! Are the twins finally willing to take their youngest brother with them? ”

Ginny stood in front of the window to block Mrs. Weasley's view, she was not used to lying, and a cold sweat ran down her head, "Yes, yes... They are on good relationship now......"

"That's amazing!" Molly. Weasley hugged Ginny, "To commemorate this occasion, we'll have to make a good meal in the afternoon and wait for them to come back!" ”

"Of course Mom!" Ginny breathed a sigh of relief as she watched Mrs. Weasley walk to the kitchen.

"Huh?" She heard her mother's confused voice, and followed Mrs. Weasley's gaze to the clock by the fireplace.

Finished.

"Is this clock broken? Why can't you find it—" Mrs. Weasley paused.

It was normal for her to see her husband Arthur at 'work', and it was normal for her eldest son Bill, second son Charlie and third son Percy to be at 'school' -

She thought of something, bypassing a helpless Ginny and looking out the window, but there was nothing she wanted to see.

"Honey—Ginny—"

"Maybe you can tell me - where did our car go? That blue, Ford sedan......"

"And why would Fred, George, and even Ron — be at 'school?'?"

Mrs. Weasley thought that a few people had the audacity to drive to Hogwarts, which was a nine-hour train ride, and that rotten Ford didn't know what was going to happen along the way!

Her hair stood on end, and Ginny swore she heard a crackling sound in the air.

"I don't know anything, Mom!" Ginny's eyes widened, brothers, I can't stop it, good luck.