When Harry was woken up by Mrs. Weasley, it was as if he was barely asleep in Ron's room.

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

Harry fumbled around for his glasses, put them on and sat up. It was still dark outside, and Ron grumbled vaguely when his mom woke him up. In the corner of Harry's bed, he saw two large, messy objects popping out of the blanket.

"Is it time?" Fred asked, staggering.

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

Mrs. Weasley was stirring the cauldron on the stove while Mr. Wesley sat at the table, looking at a large stack of parchment tickets. When the boys came in, he raised his head and spread his arms. In this way, they can see his clothes more clearly. He was wearing a golfing shirt and a pair of old jeans, and the jeans were a bit big, and he had to tie a cowhide belt to tighten the waist.

"How?" he asked nervously, "We'll have to keep our names incognito, Harry, do you think I look like a Muggle?"

"Where are Bill, Charlie, and Percy?" asked George, giving a big blow.

"They'll disfigure, won't they?" said Mrs. Weasley, placing the cauldron on the table and pouring porridge into the bowl. "That way they can sleep in. ”

Harry knew that apparition was hard, and that meant disappearing from one place and immediately appearing in another.

"Then they're still in bed. Say, "Why don't we apparage?"

"Because you're not that old yet, and you haven't passed the exam yet. Mrs. Weasley interrupted, "Where has Ginny gone?"

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

"Do I have to pass an exam to learn to apparition?" asked Harry.

"Oh, yes," said Mr. Weasley, carefully placing the ticket in the back pocket of his jeans. "Some people were fined by the Ministry of Magic a few days ago for using transfiguration and not having a license. Apparition is not simple, and if not done well, it can lead to serious consequences. The two men I am talking about ended up splitting themselves in half because of this. ”

Everyone around the table shuddered, except Harry.

"Uh...... Separated?" Harry asked.

"They've left half of themselves where they are," said Mr. Weasley, as he scooped a large spoonful of syrup into the porridge. "So, of course, they're trapped now, and they can't move anywhere, just wait for the Magical Accident Repair Center to fix them. I can tell you that it's like ancient Muggle paper, which turned Muggle soiled linen into clean paper. ”

Harry suddenly remembered a pair of legs and an eyeball that had been abandoned on the sidewalk of Pry White Street.

"Are they bad?" he asked, a little stunned.

"Oh, well," Mr. Weasley rightly said, "but they were fined a lot of money, and I don't think they'd dare to try again." Don't be foolish with teleportation, there are a lot of adult wizards here who don't want to use it, they prefer to use a broomstick, which is slower but safer. ”

"But Bill, Charlie and Percy can. Fred laughed and said, "Charlie took the exam twice. The first time it failed. He was going to go five miles to the south, but he landed right above some old man who was shopping, remember?"

"Yes. But the second time he passed. Mr. Weasley said, and then he went back to the kitchen and snickered inside.

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

"Why do we wake up so early?" said Ginny, rubbing her eyes, as she descended the stairs and sat down at the table.

"We're going to go a while. Mr. Weasley said.

"Let's go?" Harry asked, "What? Are we going to watch the World Cup?"

"No, no, it's a few miles away," Mr. Weasley said with a smile, "and we only need to walk a little way." Because of the large group of wizards coming together, it was difficult not to attract the attention of Muggles. We have to be very careful about the timing of our departure and for such a great event. ”

"George!" shouted Mrs. Weasley loudly, and everyone jumped.

"What's the matter!" asked George in a very innocent tone, but that would not deceive anyone.

"What's in your pocket?"

"Nothing!"

"Didn't you lie?"

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

Several small, brightly colored objects rose from George's pocket, and he tried to grab them, but pounced. They all landed unmistakably into Mrs. Weasley's outstretched hand.

"Destroy them, we told you!" said Mrs. Weasley angrily, "We told you not to take these things! Get your pockets clean, hurry!

It wasn't a pleasant scene: it was clear that the twins wanted to get as much toffee out of the house as possible. Mrs. Weasley used her magic to find them.

"Accio!Accio!Accio!" she shouted, and the toffees rose from everywhere, including George's bushings and Fred's jeans.

When his mom threw the toffees away, Fred yelled at his mom, "It took us six months to develop these things!"

"Oh, what six months!" she cried. L！”

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became tense, and no one could challenge Mrs. Weasley's majesty in this house, J amais la foule, never ones.

In fact, it was only about 5:56, and Mrs. Weasley was not done with her busyness, and before everyone was in place, Mrs. Weasley had two more brand-new chopsticks on the table.

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

Dobby appears in the Weasley family's living room with Crookshan's cage in his arms, and Crookshank screams in disgust, he doesn't like this kind of travel.

Even a human can feel terrible for the first time in apparition, 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 Hill was greatly welcomed by Harry and the others.

Ron's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt that the cat in front of him had become so kind.

If only I hadn't come with Dobby.

"The two of them are coming, Dobby. Harry said that while Sirius couldn't come, Van Lin and Hermione, the people he desperately wanted to meet.

"Yes, Mr. Harry Potter, the owner of Van Rim asked Dobby to bring Miss Granger's cat first, and then the two of them will come over through the Floo net of the master's house. ”

"Floo.com, Hermione was at the Van Lin house before?"

"Yes, for the convenience of travel, the owner of Van Lin took Dobby and the master's father to Miss Granger's house......"

Ron didn't know what he was thinking, and his face darkened.

"It just so happened that I invited the two of them to breakfast, in fact, I was just getting ready. Mrs. Weasley said.

Suddenly, a green flame rose from the otherwise quiet fireplace, and immediately after, Hermione's figure jumped out of the flames.

I have to say that Mr. Eyre's taste is quite good, and Hermione feels embarrassed by the afternoon shopping, but Mr. El and Van Lin agree that it is all taken for granted.

"Hey, Harry, Ron......" Hermione took care of in a long circle, a long list, and luckily she knew all the people here.

"Hello, Hermione. Harry laughed. Mrs. Weasley passionately slapped the non-existent ash on Hermione.

She'd cleaned the fireplace before, Dobby, to be exact, and that's one of Van Lin's orders, the Weasley fireplace wasn't as clean as she thought.

Van Lin tells Dobby to be more secretive, knowing that there are so many wizards at Hogwarts, and no one has discovered the work of the elves.

Ron was about to say hello, but once again a green flame rose from the fireplace, and Van Lin stepped out of it.

"Hello everyone, have a great holiday. Van Lin said happily, but he didn't want to say hello from Mrs. Weasley to Ginny, there were too many people in the Weasley family, not to mention Ron's older brothers were also there, Percy, Charlie, Bill.

It's not an easy job.

"Hello, Van Lin. The response was enthusiastic, especially from Fred and George, who were so happy to see Van Lyn at the Burrow, especially when their mother was teaching them a lesson.

Ron's face was a little bitter, but then he greeted Van Lin, which counted as a response, but it looked ......

"Have a great holiday, Harry. ”

Under Mrs. Weasley's guidance, Van Lin and Hermione sat on one side of the table, they faced each other, Van Lin next to Harry, and Hermione next to Ginny, a reasonable distribution.

"Have a great holiday, Van Lin. Harry said that he was very willing to see Van Lin, so that Van Lin could find the right judgment about anything, not to mention that the two of them were born and died together.

Breakfast became harmonious at once, and Mrs. Weasley gave up the idea of teaching the Weasley twins a lesson, strictly speaking, Van Lin and Hermione were guests, and they came to her house for the first time, and she also liked these two children, just like the Potters at the beginning, they were good friends, but Van Lin was much better than James.

"How's the holiday going?" asked Van Lin.

"Fortunately, aside from that nightmare, the Dursleys didn't embarrass me, in fact, Sirius Muggle murderer's identity is quite useful, it's just a little ......"

"It's okay, he doesn't care at all. Van Lin laughed, and he placed a jam pie on his plate.

"Harry, you're having nightmares......?

"It's just a dream, it's bad, but Van Lin gave me a method, and I feel a lot better after using it. Harry said.

"Feeling much better?" Van Lin said, "You succeeded?"

"Not really. Harry smiled wryly, "Actually, it's just a relief, but it's really not been a nightmare for the past two days." ”

Van Lin nodded, perhaps because Harry was so focused on the Quidditch World Cup, which made the part of his heart that connected to Voldemort somewhat watered.

Ron wasn't talking, as if trying to destroy his own food.

Hermione and Ginny sat together and naturally had a lot of topics, Van Lin faintly heard Ginny praise Hermione's clothes, and then Hermione secretly said something to Ginny, and the two of them glanced at Van Lin, but it was only a brief contact.

......

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

"Have fun! Don't be too naughty!" called Mrs. Weasley to the twins' departing backs. But they didn't look back and didn't answer. "I'll call Bill, Charlie, and Percy at about noon," Mrs. Weasley said to Mr. Weasley, and then Mr. Weasley, Harry, Ron, Van Lin, Hermione, and Ginny set out through the dark yard, following Fred and George.

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

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

"It's become a big organizational problem," Mr. Weasley said, "and the problem is that there are about 100,000 divisions at the World Cup, and of course we don't have a magical field big enough to accommodate them." There are places where Muggles can't be discerned, but imagine cramming 100,000 wizards to Port Dean. So we had to find a better wilderness with no people, and set up more Muggle defenses. The whole cabinet has been busy with this for months. First of all, of course, we have to arrange the arrival situation. Those with low-cost tickets should arrive two weeks early. Limit the use of Muggle vehicles to a certain number of people. But we can't use too much, that would hinder their cars and trains...... Remember, wizards from all over the world are coming. Some use teleportation, but we have to build safe places for them to appear, and we have to stay away from Muggles. I believe there is a forest that can be used as a point of place for them to arrive. For those who don't want to teleport or can't, we use door keys. In the lead-up period, these things were enough to teleport wizards from one location to another, and you could teleport a large group at once if you needed to. In the UK, there are two hundred portkeys published in important strategic locations, and the closest to us is at the top of Stone Mountain, so we are heading there. ”

Mr. Weasley pointed to a large black mass in front of him that was higher than the village of Ottery.

"What the hell is a portkey?" asked Harry, curious.

"Oh, it can be anything," Van Lynn replied, "and it's clear that they're inconspicuous things, so Muggles don't pick them up or touch them...... It's something they think is garbage. ”

"Trash......" Harry was a little speechless, but then Mr. Weasley's affirmative answer came back to him.

They walked hard down the dark, clammy alleys toward the village. There was silence all around, and only their footsteps could be heard. As they struggled through the village, the sky slowly brightened. The pitch-black sky slowly faded into a deep blue. Harry's hands and feet froze, and Mr. Weasley kept looking at his watch.

Van Lin added some warm-up charms to everyone, but the mental fatigue did not solve it, and it did not restore physical strength.

When they started to climb the stone mountain, they simply didn't have the strength to talk. Sometimes they touch the hidden hare nest, sometimes they step on the dense grass and slip. With every breath, Harry felt a tingling pain in his chest, and his legs were shaking violently as his feet touched the ground.

Van Lin was holding Hermione with one hand, which was very difficult for a girl.

Van Lin even wanted to fly straight over, but Mr. Weasley's words weren't just for show.

Sirius is really unreliable, in the words of apparition......

But the resentment was dispelled by Hermione, and it was not bad to hold the girl like this.

"Phew!" said Mr. Weasley, breathless. He took off his glasses and wiped them with his sweater. "Great, we have a good grasp of the time, we have ten minutes ......"

Hermione was the last to climb to the top of the mountain, and Vanlin was pulling Hermione up, and Ginny came to help.

"Now we just need the portkey," Mr. Weasley said, putting his glasses back on and squinting around the ground. "It's not going to be big...... Come on......"

They scattered and searched everywhere. After a while, a shout pierced the quiet starry sky.

"Here Arthur, here we are, my boy!"

On the other side of the mountain, two high silhouettes appear under the stars.

"Arms!" shouted Mr. Weasley. He smiled and strode over to the man who had just shouted. The rest followed.

Mr. Weasley shook hands with the ruddy-faced, short-bearded wizard. In his other hand he was holding an old moldy boot.

"Kids, this is Ams Diggory," Mr. Weasley said.

He works in the Discipline and Control Department of the Ministry of Magic, and I think you know his son, Cedric. “

Cedric Diggory was a very handsome boy, about seventeen years old. He is the captain of the Quidditch team of Hogwarts Hufpuff and the Ball Catcher.

Van Lin knew in more detail, the three strong warriors died at the hands of Voldemort......

Uh, it's really not a good experience.

"Hello!" Cedric said, looking at the group.

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

"It's been a long way, Arthur?" said Cedric's father.

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

"We've got to get up at two o'clock, don't we, Cedric? I tell you, I'll be happy if he passes his teleportation test. However...... Do not say...... The Quidditch World Cup is not to be missed. And the tickets are so expensive. Mind you, don't let me win too easily. "Ames. Diggory naturally glanced at the children next to Wesley, Harry, Van Lin, Hermione, and Ginny. "It's all yours, Arthur?"

"Shame, no, the red-headed ones are," Mr. Weasley said, pointing to his child. "This is Van Lin and Hermione, Ron's friend, and this is Harry, another friend. ”