Van Lin lay on the bed, in fact, he did not last long, the tiredness of his body naturally could not be underestimated, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

However, Van Lin didn't feel like he slept for long.

As it turned out, they had not slept long before Mr. Weasley woke them up, and he magically put the tent away, and he left the camp as fast as he could.

Mr. Weasley had been on patrol all night, and he looked a little physically tired, but mentally good at ten.

Mr. Weasley briefly explained what happened last night, and the wizard who had split due to Apparition had also recovered, but it had a great impact on him, and it seemed that it was impossible to be in Apparition in this life.

Aside from his injuries, none of the wizards died.

In fact, Van Lin knew that someone had died when his magic swept across the room, but ......

They meet Mr. Robert's stone house in front of him, and Mr. Robert stares at Mr. Wesley with strange eyes, and then he gestures and mutters "Merry Christmas".

"He'll be fine soon. Mr. Weasley said quickly, and they went into the swamp.

Sometimes, when a person's memory is restricted, he becomes a little disoriented...... It's hard to get him to forget. When they reached the place where the portkey was kept, they heard urgent cries and spotted many witches and wizards around Belshir.

They were all screaming to get out of the campsite as quickly as possible. Mr. Weasley and Bessil quickly consulted with each other, and they joined the group, and were able to get an old rubber steamer to Stone Mountain before the sun really rose.

It is worth mentioning that Sirius worked out a method before leaving.

In fact, anyone with great magic can do it.

Wrap Van Lin completely with magic power, as long as the magic power does not dissipate, Van Lin will not be impacted, so that Van Lin can use the portkey.

It would have been much more convenient, otherwise they would have to have to fly and then take a car from here back to the Burrow, which would have been too much trouble, and Van Lin didn't want Mr. El to see him like this.

In the glimmer of dawn, they walked across Autri Kapo Street towards **.

They were so tired that they rarely spoke and were preoccupied with their breakfast. When ** was right in front of me, suddenly there was a screaming echo from the wet path.

"Oh, thank God, thank God!"

Mrs. Weasley was apparently already waiting for them in front of the courtyard.

She ran to them, still wearing slippers, her face pale and serious, clutching a copy of the Daily Prophet in her hand: "Arthur—I'm so worried, so worried......"

She wrapped her arms around Mr. Weasley's neck, and the Daily Prophet fell to the ground. Harry looked down and saw the headline on the front: "Horror Scene from the World Cup", along with a black-and-white photograph of a black marker taken from the top of a tree, with the black marker shining on it, and Van Lin was down there, on top of the Ice Pillar, with Hermione, and next to them.

"Who filmed this?"

"I don't know, maybe it's an official from the Ministry of Magic. Van Lin said.

Hermione took the newspaper with one hand, and she opened it, revealing the events of the previous night on the page.

However, unlike the previous terrifying scenes, this black and white photo is more domineering.

"Are you all alright?" Mrs. Weasley whispered, letting go of Mr. Wesley, staring at them with red eyes, "you're all alive...... , oh, Percy, Charlie, Bill, Ron, Ginny, Harry, Van Lin, Hermione, ...... It's amazing that you're all alive......"

To everyone's surprise, she grabbed Fred and George and pushed them together, so close that their heads touched.

"Oh! Mom—you're going to strangle us—"

"I told you when you left!" Mrs. Weasley began to sob, "I just thought that if 'that man' harmed you, . . . Oh, Fred...... George ......"

"Alright, Molly, we're very, very good now, okay?" Mr. Weasley soothed her, telling her to leave the twins and lead her home.

"What did that newspaper say?" asked Van Lin.

Harry and Ron hurried over.

Surprisingly, except for the first page of the newspaper, the rest of the pages were all scenes of Van Lin's battle with Tefrey.

Huge black and white dynamic image.

The two gray-white balls of light kept rubbing and colliding, and even through the newspaper, you could clearly feel the palpitating power.

"I have to say, their technology is terrible. Hermione said dissatisfied, not even a picture with an avatar.

"See what they said?" Harry asked, concerned about it.

Now it seems that Van Lin himself has been excluded, and his friends are far more concerned about these things than he is about himself.

The little wizards from Hogwarts fight the vampires and save 100,000 wizards, this matter is too topical.

With the exception of the first section, the rest is almost all about Van Lin.

Even the fact that Van Lin had killed the basilisk in his second year was published, and the Ministry of Magic didn't skimp on his praise, they needed someone to distract everyone.

A few young wizards excitedly flipped through the paper, the articles on it, although they were amazed at the propaganda of the Daily Prophet against Van Lin.

Van Lin just dragged a dark wizard, logically speaking, Van Lin's credit is not so great, but for his friends, Hermione and the others hope to develop in a better way.

At the very least, the concept of a new star in the wizarding world was put forward in the Daily Prophet, much to Hermin's satisfaction.

"Perhaps, you should retake some better photos. Hermione said.

"Forget it, it's just too much trouble. Van Lin shook his head, it was not a good thing to be in the limelight, but there seemed to be no way to avoid it now.

When they all crowded into the kitchen, Hermione made Mr. Weasley a cup of strong tea.

Mr. Weasley insisted on adding some old whiskey to the past. Hermione gave him the paper.

Mr. Weasley glanced at the front page, and Percy looked over his shoulder.

"I see," said Mr. Wesley, in a heavy voice, "that the Cabinet has made a big mistake...... No prisoners were arrested...... Safety was neglected...... The Dark Wizard's unstoppable run...... National Disgrace...... ......Who wrote it? Yes, of course...... Rita Skeeter. ”

"That woman made up rumors about the Ministry of Magic!" Percy said angrily, "and last week she said we wasted our time picking fault with the thickness of the steamer, and that we should find the scammers. As if none of that were specifically noted in paragraph 12 of the 'Provisions on the Treatment of Non-Wizards'. ”

"Percy, please help," Bill said as he yawned, "please shut up." ”

"We've been mentioned, too," Mr. Weasley said, his eyes wide open under his glasses, and his gaze fell on the article at the bottom of the Daily Prophet.

"Where?" said Mrs. Weasley excitedly, choking on her tea and whiskey.

"If I had seen that chapter, I would have known you were still alive!"

"Without naming names," said Mr. Weasley, "listen to this passage, 'If the frightened witches and wizards—who were holding their breath at the ruins—anticipate the Ministry of Magic's reassurance, they will be sad and disappointed that a cabinet official has shown up once after the black mark appears, claiming that no one was hurt, and refuses to divulge any other information.'" It remains to be seen whether this statement will shatter the rumor that many people will be diverted in an hour. ”’

"Oh, really!" Mr. Weasley said angrily, handing Percy the paper, "no one is hurt, so what can I say?" Rumor has it that many people will be removed from the venue...... Well, if she writes like this, of course there will be rumors. ”

He let out a long sigh and said, "Molly, I need to go to the office, this time to clarify." ”

"I'm going with you, Daddy," Percy said solemnly. "Mr. Crouch will need all sorts of people to help with it, and I can personally provide him with a report on the boiler. ”

He hurried out of the kitchen.

Mrs. Weasley looked sad. "Arthur, you should be on vacation! This has nothing to do with your business, and they can definitely solve it without you!"

"I must go, Molly," replied Mr. Weasley, "I am the one who made things worse, I am going to change my uniform, and I will go now......"

With the sound of the door closing, the small room became quiet again.

Mrs. Weasley wasn't in a good state, she was so worried that he didn't even see the rest of the story.

If Mrs. Weasley was in the mood to read the future reports on Vanlin, the object of concern might be Hermione and Vanlin.

Actually, Mr. Weasley didn't need to go, it was just a rumor about Rita, the woman who always wrote things that didn't skimp on her own brains.

"Arthur is like that, conscientious, putting his work first, even when he is on vacation, but when something happens, his vacation will always become unpleasant," said Mrs. Weasley, "and now Percy ......"

No one could comfort Mrs. Weasley.

Everyone knows that Mr. Weasley used to be useless in the past, Rita's rumors, there will be many people who believe it before she makes any big mistakes, and there are still many people who like such things, there is no way to solve this at all, it can only be done by transfer.

The Ministry of Magic has already taken measures to deal with it, and it just needs readers to read more.

However, Mr. Weasley's professionalism ......

He and Percy, the two of them are such personalities, they should stay in the Ministry of Magic, even if it is their position.

The current Ministry of Magic is just too bad.

Rufus Scrimgeur, the head of the opposing Auror Office, and Barty Crouch, former Minister of Magic and current Director of the Department of International Magical Communication.

Cornelius Fudge, who is weak and incompetent, thinks only of his own rights, and his bad old toad, Umbridge.

Then there is Lucius Malfoy, a pure-blood nobleman who has no position but is in the Ministry of Magic, a Death Eater.

It is difficult for a man like Mr. Weasley to get ahead, to be exact, only a small director, and the kind that everyone admits to be useless.

Wizards' acceptance of the Muggle world was too low.

The Muggle items used here are almost centuries behind.

For Mr. Weasley's prospects, perhaps it would be better to switch to Scrimgeur, but for now.

"Maybe Mr. Weasley just wanted to help Sirius, and he must be busy somewhere. ”

Mrs. Weasley nodded, she didn't mean to continue reading the newspaper, which Mrs. Weasley set aside, and she took out some milk.

Van Lin noticed that Mrs. Weasley was secretly wiping away tears.

"Okay, let's not talk about these adults, what do you need to eat? I'll prepare some for you, soon. ”

Fred and George were eager to tell their mom what had happened last night, but they were too tired for anyone to do anything superfluous.

"Some bread and jam was ok, not so much trouble, it didn't look like we had much energy. ”

Mrs. Weasley nodded, she didn't have any doubts.

With the help of magic, there was soon more white bread and jam in front of everyone, accompanied by some milk, which was much stronger than absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth in the morning.

"Oh, the two of them, they haven't eaten when they left......"

Mrs. Weasley was deeply worried again.

No one said anything superfluous, everyone was exhausted.

Van Lin hurriedly ate his bread, which made his stomach feel much better.

However, after eating, a sense of sleepiness that could not be contained came up.

This is something that no one can resist.

Charlie and Bill grabbed two slices of bread and went upstairs, too lazy to climb the long stairs.

The two of them seemed to be off to a good start, all of them couldn't sit still, they needed some sleep.

"Go up and get some rest, and I'll call you when it's time for lunch." ”

Mrs. Weasley was still so reassuring, and of course, it would be even more perfect if Mrs. Weasley could put her heart back in her stomach.

The crowd said goodbye to Mrs. Weasley.

Yesterday I slept at about three o'clock in the morning, and woke up at five in the morning, two hours of sleep is too short, and back in the Burrow, the warm environment makes it easy to feel sleepy.

After a hurried goodbye to Hermione, Van Lin followed Harry to Ron's room, he could only sleep in a bed with Harry, there was no more here, and Van Lin didn't want to be in trouble.