"Thank you, Basil."

Mr. Weasley thanked the wizard in charge of guiding them, and beckoned the group to follow him.

The area was covered in a thick fog and almost nothing could be seen.

They supported each other, and walked forward one foot at a time, and after about twenty minutes finally passed through the deserted swamp and came to a small stone house.

Scott narrowed his eyes and looked at the myriad oddly shaped tents behind the stone house.

Crowded tents descended the gentle slope of a large field that jutted out into a dark forest on the horizon.

They said goodbye to Diggory and his son, and walked towards the door of the stone house.

There were men standing looking out at the tents.

Scott failed to sense the fluctuations in his mana, a real Muggle.

Hearing their footsteps, the man turned his head to look at them.

"Good morning!"

"Good morning!"

"Are you Mr. Roberts?"

"Ah, exactly. Who are you? ”

Weasley...... Two tents, booked two days ago, are there any? ”

"Yes, you have a place there by the woods. Stay only one night? ”

"Yes."

"So, pay now, is it okay?"

"Ah...... Good...... No problem......"

After a conversation, Mr. Weasley took a few steps back and left the small stone house.

"Help me, Harry."

He pulled a roll of Muggle money out of his pocket and separated them one by one.

"This one is...... Well...... Ten pieces? Ah, by the way, I saw the little numbers printed on it...... So this one is five fast? ”

With Harry's help, he managed to tell the face value of the notes.

"You're a foreigner?"

Mr. Weasley asked him when he returned with a few correct but bills.

"Foreigners?"

"You're not alone, and just ten minutes ago, two people were going to pay me a big gold coin the size of a beer bottle cap."

"Really?"

Mr. Weasley was a little uneasy for fear of revealing his flaws.

Mr. Roberts fumbled for change in a tin can.

"Never before so many people, hundreds of people booked tents. People kept coming to ......"

"Is there something wrong?"

"Yes, there are people from anywhere. Countless foreigners. It's not just foreigners, but a lot of weirdos, you know? There was a guy walking around in a pleated skirt and a South American cape. ”

Scott empathized with his doubts.

Although the wizards wanted to pretend to be Muggles, due to their lack of basic knowledge of Muggles, they used their imagination to dress up, and most of them looked like they were seriously ill.

Looking at those people, only Scott, Harry, and Hermione could not bear to look at them.

"Can't you?"

Mr. Weasley was visibly more nervous in the face of Mr. Roberts' doubts.

"It's like...... I don't know...... It's like a trick. They seem to know each other. It's like a big party. ”

Mr. Roberts was visibly beginning to be suspicious.

At this moment, a wizard in bloomers suddenly descended from the sky and landed by the door of the stone house.

"Forget it!"

Bloomers decisively gave Mr. Roberts a curse of forgetting.

Mr. Roberts's eyes immediately drifted, his brow loosened, and his expression became trance-like, as if he was indifferent to anything.

"I'll give you a floor plan of the camp. And the change that was found for you. ”

He said to Mr. Weasley on a business-to-business basis, apparently forgetting his doubts and doubts.

Looking at this scene, Scott raised an eyebrow.

He noticed that only Harry and Hermione were as touched as he was, and everyone else looked like they were used to it.

This may be a proof that they have not yet been able to integrate into the wizarding community, or perhaps they adhere to their original worldview.

It's just that this kind of persistence, how long can it be kept?

Even Scott himself didn't know.

Because despite the discomfort, he, Harry, and Hermione did not rashly raise objections at the moment.

After that, Bloomers accompanied them towards the gate of the camp.

He looked very tired, with an unshaven beard and a thick shade of blue-purple around his eyes.

When Mr. Roberts couldn't hear them, he began to complain to Mr. Weasley.

"He's giving me a lot of trouble. In order to keep him happy, he had to recite the Forgetting Mantra a dozen times a day. Ludo? Bagman will only do the opposite. Walking around, talking loudly about Bludgers and Quaffles, completely ignoring Muggle beware and staying safe. God, I wish this was over sooner. See you later, Arthur. ”

With that, he vanished.

"I thought Mr. Bagman was the Director of Magical Sports," said Ginny, a little surprised, "he should have known that you can't talk about Bludgers around Muggles, right?" ”

"Yes," said Mr. Weasley with a smile, "Ludo has always been concerned about security...... Well...... Some sloppy. But you can't find a more passionate person to lead the Sports Division. You know, he used to play Quidditch for England. He is the best hitter of all time for the Wimbourne Hornets. ”

Passing through the gate, they walked slowly through the mist-filled camp, passing between two long rows of tents.

Most of the tents didn't look like anything special, and apparently their owners had gone to great lengths to make them look like Muggle tents as much as possible.

However, some of them have gone too far, adding chimneys, bell ropes or weather vanes, which look very nondescript.

However, there are also a few tents once in a while, and at first glance you can tell that they are magical.

In the center of the camp, a tent stands out, in the shape of a four-story building, with several corner towers next to it.

On the other side, there is a garden in front of the door of a tent, with a bird's bath, sundials, fountains, and so on.

"Always," said Mr. Weasley with a smile, "when you get together, you can't help but want to show off." Ah, here it is, look, this is ours. ”

He looked around and said in a somewhat gloating tone, "Oh, it's a shame you didn't get to see the Malfoys' tent, they used to be the most ostentatious one, striped silk, palaces, white peacocks. ”

Sirius continued, "Of course, Malfoy is wanted by the Ministry of Magic for attacking Azkaban. ”

As he spoke, the two glanced at each other and laughed for a while.

By this time they had reached the edge of the woods at the end of the camp.

There was a clearing in the open space with a small sign on the ground that read: Wezley.

"This place couldn't be better!" Mr. Weasley said happily, "The field is on the other side of the forest, and it couldn't be closer." ”

He pulled his backpack off his shoulders.

"Alright," he said excitedly, "strictly speaking, no magic, since so many of us have come to Muggle territory. We're going to put up our tents with our own hands! It shouldn't be too hard......"

Scott was the only one present who had camping experience, so he stepped forward and instructed everyone to work together to set up a tent.

The process went fairly smoothly, and everyone's hands-on skills were not bad, except for Mr. Weasley and Sirius, two adults, who seemed to be doing a disservice.

Mr. Weasley, in particular, was curious about all Muggle tools and was always taken aback.

After the two double tents were set up, they both took a few steps back and admired the fruits of their own labor.

At this point, Mr. Weasley got on all fours and made his way into the first tent.

"It might be a little cramped," he shouted, "but I think everybody can squeeze in." Check it out. ”

Everyone bent down and slipped under the tent curtain.

The interior of the small tent is actually an old-fashioned three-bedroom apartment, with a bathroom and kitchen.

The room was a little old-fashioned, with crocheted covers on the unmatched chairs, and a pungent smell of cats in the air.

"Oh, it's only temporary." Mr. Weasley wiped his bald top with a handkerchief and looked over at the four bunk beds in the bedroom, "I borrowed this from Perkins in the office. Poor fellow, he suffers from low back pain and can no longer camp. ”

He picked up the dusty kettle and looked inside, "We need some water......

He told Ron, Harry, and Hermione to fetch water, while the rest of the group was in charge of collecting firewood.

Scott and the twins go to the woods together, and Fred tries to use the Cutting Charm to break the branches, but Mr. Weasley stops him.

"Remember, this is Muggle territory, and we can't use magic!" He warned Fred.

Fred pursed his lips, and could only honestly bend down to pick up the broken branches on the ground.

Before you know it, the sun finally rises, and the morning fog that wanders around the camp begins to gradually dissipate.

The campers had already woken up and walked out of their tents, and the cries of children, frolicking, and the shouts of adults mingled with the whole camp becoming lively.

Scott and the others brought back some firewood, and then stood high in the woods, talking about who would win the final, Bulgaria and Ireland, while observing the people in the camp.

They saw a lot of acquaintances, their classmates at Hogwarts, a lot of visitors from abroad, and even students from other schools of witchcraft and wizardry.

Scott tries to find Roger, but can't see him for a while, so he simply asks Rimbaud to look for him.

Mr. Weasley crouched in the doorway of the tent and tried to start a fire with a match, but he could not adapt to the Muggle way of making a fire, and would always strike a match and throw it away.

Just then, Scott suddenly turned around to see Bill, Charlie, and Percy suddenly appear behind them through the apparition.

Fred and George jumped straight up, and they unanimously ignored Percy and enthusiastically introduced Bill to Charlie and Scott to know each other.

Bill was tall and had the Weasleys' characteristic red hair with a long ponytail.

He wears an earring on his ear with a small fan-like ornament hanging from it, and unlike the rest of the Weasley family, he looks like a cool guy.

Charlie seems to look more like Mrs. Weasley, and is shorter, fatter, and stockier than his brother.

Although he had the same red hair and freckles on his face, his face was rounder and relatable, but it looked weather-beaten and almost brownish-black.

He had muscular arms, one of which had a large, shiny scar from the fire.

Both have cheerful personalities, and since Scott and Bill have been in contact remotely many times and have no strangeness at all, they quickly get together in conversation.

Intrigued by Scott's Transfiguration, Bill offers to give Scot a demonstration, and has the other brothers gather around to block the others' view.

As the eldest of the family, Bill undoubtedly has a strong authority, and in the face of his request, even the straight-faced Percy chooses to be obedient.

Scott readily agreed.

He and Bill crouched down, and the four Weasley brothers stood in a row.

Scott pulled out his wand and picked up a rock and placed it in front of him.

"Look at it."

He waved his wand slightly, and the light of the Transfiguration Charm enveloped the stone.

In the next second, the stone quickly turned into a living crow.

With a thud, the crow burst into flames and walked up and down the ground.

"Oh......"

The Weasley brothers let out an exclamation of exclamation.

Immediately afterward, the crow spread its wings and flew up, and the flames around it faded away.

"Quack!"

The crow opened its mouth and spat out a line of fire, burning a black hole in the ground.

"Oh......"

The exclamation rang out again.

"What are you doing?"

Sirius walked over and saw the scene.

"What is this?"

He looked at Scott with his wand in shock.

"Scott, is this what you did?"

Scott nodded, and with another flick of his wand, the crow immediately turned into a stone and fell to the ground, then shattered.

"How did you do that?"

Sirius seemed intrigued, and walked over briskly and crouched down next to Bill.

"Hmmm......"

Scott thought about it and picked up another stone.

This time, for the sake of demonstration, he did not choose to form it once.

He first flicked his wand, causing the stone to take the shape of a crow.

The surface of the stone crow's body was covered with traces of the Demonic Script.

Scott waved his wand again, and the stone crow came to life, and the magic glowed with a fiery red light, and boom, the flames ignited.

"Great!" Bill excitedly said, "My vision will come true, of course, I've heard you say it for a long time, but I'm still glad to see it with my own eyes!" ”

He couldn't wait to pull out his wand and try it.

In the first step, he succeeded easily, conjuring a stone raven covered in magic scripts.

But when he waved his wand again, his crow exploded.

Scott blocked the exploding stone with an Iron Armor Charm in time.

"Nope." Bill shook his head, "I can't do it, activating the magic circuit and transformation at the same time, the difficulty will increase many times, and the existence of the magic text will greatly interfere with my transformation technique!" ”

Sirius came to his senses at this point, and he was shocked and said, "I have never realized so clearly that Scott is really a real genius, and maybe a genius is being able to do things that no one else can do." ”

Scott was not modest, and he began to show a mixture of Transfiguration and Charms.

This time he turned a branch into a snake and then shrunk it with a shrinking charm.

"It can only be done to this extent." He said, "If you want to combine the three......

As he spoke, he cast a shrinking spell on the second fire raven he had conjured.

Bang!

The fire raven exploded directly.

"You're already amazing!"

Bill tried again, and when he cast the Shrink Charm on the rat he had conjured, the rat exploded as well.

"Is this the talent gap?" He smiled freely, "I didn't expect that I would also envy the talent of others one day." ”

"It's amazing, I never knew you kid could do such a thing!"

Sirius couldn't help but reach out and ruffle Scott's hair.

Scott shrugged his shoulders.

Talent is indeed unreasonable, but wizards with special talents in the wizarding world are actually not too rare, compared to the natural disguise Magus, a natural dementor, he is just a little better than ordinary people in transfiguration, and it is not a big deal.

When he finished his speech, he was attacked by everyone.

In addition to Percy, even Charlie, who is not very familiar with him, is involved.

"Isn't this kid a little underwhelmed?" He said so.

"What is this, a bunch of Gryffindors bullying a Ravenclaw?"

Faced with the siege, Scott had no choice but to run away, and finally fled back to the tent with the head of the chicken coop.

By this time, the trio who had gone to fetch water had returned, and with their help, Mr. Weasley had finally succeeded in raising the fire.

He frying eggs while talking to a man in a conspicuous Quidditch robe.

"Let me introduce you," Mr. Weasley said to the crowd running back, "this is Ludo?" Bagman, you know who he is, and we owe it to him that we got such a good ticket—"

Bagman waved his hand with a smile on his face, as if to say that it was nothing.

Mr. Weasley then introduced Bagman to them.

Bagman is only hearing Harry? Potter looked at him several times.

Scott brushed his fingers through his hair while secretly observing the head of the Ministry of Magic's Department of Physical Education.

The former Quidditch star was dressed in a somewhat exaggerated, brightly colored robe, and his figure had been fattened, and the robe was tightly taut against his big belly.

"Want to make a bet on the game, Arthur? Oh, and Sirius, come too! ”

Bagman asked eagerly, clanging the pockets of his yellow and black robes, which seemed to contain a lot of gold coins.

He gushed about his predictions for the game, encouraging Mr. Weasley and Sirius to place bets.

Both Mr. Weasley and Sirius offered gold gallons to bet on Ireland to win the game.

"Very well, is there anyone else who wants to bet?"

Bagman began to encourage the others again.

Mr. Weasley was not in favor of the children getting involved in gambling, but the twins were clearly very excited.

Scott remembers the fact that the twins were deceived by this guy with fake gold coins in the "original book", so he stops them with his eyes.

Fortunately, Fred and George, although they didn't understand why Scott wanted to stop him, trusted him enough to dismiss the intention of betting.

Since everyone else was not interested in gambling, Bagman kept inducing him for a long time, and finally had to leave helplessly.

When he was gone, Fred and George curiously asked Scott why he wanted to stop them.

Scott explained: "That gentleman doesn't look very good financially, and he's even wearing an old Hornets robe, which obviously doesn't fit, and if you win, are you sure he's going to pay enough for his bet?" ”

Fred frowned, "I thought he was wearing his old robes just to show off his former status as a Quidditch star. ”

"He was a former star, and now he is the director of the sports department, and he is not an inconspicuous little person." George also said, "With such an identity, it would be too embarrassing if you didn't pay back the money!" ”

Mr. Weasley laughed, "Oh, maybe you misunderstood Ludo, Scott, I know him, he's not a bad guy. Of course, Fred and George were right not to gamble, thank you for stopping them. ”

As Mr. Weasley spoke, Percy looked at Scott with disapproval.

"Maybe I misunderstood." Scott said with a smile.

But as he spoke, he winked at the twins.

After breakfast, the three of them gathered again in the woods to talk.

"You know my senses." Scott said to them, "I can perceive slight fluctuations in mana, and the wizard's emotions can also affect the state of mana in perception, so in short, I don't think that guy can be trusted." ”

"I see."

"That guy is trying to scam us out of our money!"

Fred and George immediately believed him.

"We make money with what we can think of." Scott reassured them, "You don't have to worry about the money to open a store in the future. ”

Fred and George are also optimistic about it.

"That's right, opening a joke shop is just a small goal for us right now."

"Our ultimate goal is to revolutionize the wizarding world with invention!"

Scott laughed when he heard this, it seemed that his previous description had given the twins a new goal to strive for.

While laughing, Rimbaud led Roger and Eddie over.

"Oh, Eddie."

Scott looked up and down at Eddie, who he hadn't seen in a long time and had gained a lot of weight.

"Are you eating too much in the United States?"

"Maybe."

Eddie doesn't care.

He excitedly said to Scott, "Oh, I've heard Roger tell you about your experience in Vienna, you, it's a shame I couldn't make it to Milton's recital, and of course, I've made new friends in the United States, students of Ilvermorny!" ”

He began to gush on and on about what he had heard about the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the United States.

Scott had listened to them with relish, but Roger had clearly heard it, or more than once, and there was immediately an expression of disinterest on his face.

By the time Eddie stopped talking, Roger was already staring at Rimbaud.

While Eddie is thirsty for water, Scott opens his mouth to remind him and Roger.

"Do you already know the current situation in the wizarding world? I want to warn you to be careful. ”

"I know." Eddie nodded, "Roger told me everything." ”

"I listened to my dad, but we only know the general situation." Roger said.

"I don't think anything will happen here, there are too many wizards here, and the Ministry of Magic has arranged a lot of people, who would dare to make trouble?" Eddie said optimistically.

Scott wasn't so optimistic.

"It's best if it's okay." "But you can't let your guard down." ”

Although there are a lot of wizards here, most of them are dragged by the family.

If there is unrest, he can be sure that most people will only add to it.

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