"By the way," Maple said, pulling out a couple of magic watches and handing them out to Ron, "one for each person." ”

A magic watch with a communication function, Nicola May has completed the most difficult production steps and the engraved magic script, and what Maple has to do is just follow the cat and the tiger, which is naturally much easier.

Now he was able to make such a magic watch on his own, but his technique was much rougher than that of Nicola May, and the signal coverage was only one-fifth of that of the other party.

Muggle electronic devices and wireless devices are not usable under Hogwarts' powerful magical magnetic fields, which means that higher levels of magical magnetic fields can also interfere with magical signals.

Fortunately, this kind of thing is unprecedented, and Maple doesn't have to worry about magic interference in signal transmission for the time being.

As soon as I got my hands on such a novel toy, I couldn't wait to try it. Obviously everyone is around, but everyone is having fun talking to other people using the video chat of the magic watch.

Originally, there were only a few watches in Maple, but now that there are more people, it is necessary to identify each other.

Maple immediately remembered the online chat in the QQ era, and immediately gave himself the screen name Gryffindor Bad Boy, and then began to add notes to others, Harry is the 'Savior Boy', Ron is the 'Witch Chess Prince' (Ron's highlight moment, he is very grateful to Maple for remembering that time, he also used this name for his own name), the twin brothers are 'Living Treasure A', 'Living Treasure B' (the two of them are the most dissatisfied with Maple's remarks, and think that the remarks that Maple gave them are too casual), Bill is' Gringotts Dashing Brother' (when Bill asked what dashing meant, Maple told him that he was handsome and handsome), Charlie was the 'Fire Dragon Shovel Officer' (Charlie laughed, he liked the name), Percy was a 'workaholic senior' (the twin brothers naturally secretly wrote a note to him as 'Big Head Boy'), Ginny was a 'cute little girl', and Hermione's Maple didn't let them see it-' Angel my angel' (Hermione saw the back of her face flush), the Weasleys are elders, just note Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley.

Inspired by Maple, the Harry-Ron, Hermione, and Weasley twins racked their brains to come up with funny screen names for themselves, and then continued to spend their brain cells coming up with funny nicknames for the rest of their watches. The Weasley brothers had the most fun, and they also spent the most time changing the other people's notes, and in retaliation for Maple, they also gave Maple a 'I wish the dung ball hit you in the head'.

It was getting late, but they were fiddling, and finally Mrs. Weasley reminded them that it was too late and they had to go to bed.

"Look at the time, you should go to bed, you have to get up early tomorrow morning to watch the game. Harry, you leave the school supplies purchase list, and I'll go to Diagon Alley tomorrow to buy them for you. I'm going to buy it for someone else anyway. It will probably be too late after the World Cup, and the last match lasted a full five days. ”

"Wow, I wish it was the same this time!" Harry said excitedly.

"Oh, I don't want to." Percy said solemnly, "I was gone for five days at once, and my basket wasn't full of papers, and it made me shudder to think about that." ”

"yes, maybe someone stuffed dragon dung in an envelope and sent it to you, Percy." Fred said.

"That's a sample of fertilizer sent from Norway!" Percy said, his face flushed, "Not for private individuals!" ”

"Actually," Fred whispered to Maple as they got up to leave the table, "that we sent it to him." ”

The next day, before dawn, Maple and the others were woken up by Mrs. Weasley.

"It's time to go, Harry, dear." Mrs. Weasley woke Harry first, then Maple, and finally Ron.

It was still dark outside, and they were still a little dazed when they woke up. They probably didn't notice what time Mrs. Weasley woke up in order to wake them up in time, and after she woke them up, she went back to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for them.

What an ordinary and great mother!

They dressed silently, too sleepy to speak. When they yawned into the kitchen, Mrs. Weasley was stirring the contents of a large cauldron on the stove, and Mr. Weasley sat at the table, checking a large ball ticket made of parchment. When Maple and Harry walked into the kitchen, he looked up and spread his arms so they could see his clothes. He wore a blouse that looked like a golf shirt and a pair of very old jeans, which were a little too big for him, and he held them in with a wide eye-wide leather belt.

"How?" He turned his gaze to Maple and Harry, both of whom had grown up in the Muggle world, and eagerly asked, "Should we hide our identity when we go, am I like a Muggle?" ”

"It's like!" Maple and Harry spoke together.

"Why don't you see Bill, Charlie, and Per-Percy?" George said, yawning uncontrollably.

"Wouldn't they be apparitions?" Mrs. Weasley said, placing the cauldron on the table and began to scoop the porridge into the bowls, "so they can sleep for a while." ”

The so-called apparition and disappearance are the disappearance from one place and reappearance in another place in the blink of an eye. The twins couldn't help but turn their gaze to Maple, well, he and Hermione would be too, but, in front of the Weasleys, they still had to abide by the rules of no longer using magic outside of school, so they were more uncomfortable than the Weasleys who couldn't use apparition.

"So, they're still asleep?" Fred asked angrily, "Why can't we apparition too?" ”

"Because you're not old yet, you haven't passed the exam yet." Mrs. Weasley replied to him. "Where are those two girls?"

"Phantasmal apparitions still have to pass the exam?" Harry asked.

"Oh, yes." Mr. Weasley said, carefully tucking the ticket into the back pocket of his jeans. "One day, the Department of Magical Traffic fined two people for apparition without a certificate. This is not an easy task, and if it is not done correctly, it can cause a lot of trouble. The two men I'm talking about ended up parting ways. ”

"Ah, separation?" Harry asked.

"They dropped half of their bodies," said Mr. Weasley, scooping up a lot of syrup and mixing it into his porridge, "so, naturally, they were nailed there, unable to move on either side. I had to wait for the Reversal Contingency Team to deal with the matter. Let me tell you, that means preparing a lot of paperwork, and those Muggles have seen the shattered bodies they have left behind ... ”

"Are they alright?" He asked, horrified.

"Oh, it's all right," Mr. Weasley said blandly, "but they were punished severely. I don't think they're going to rush anymore. Don't take apparition as a child's play. Many adult wizards don't want to get into trouble. They prefer to use a broom, slower, but safer. ”

"But Bill, Charlie, and Percy will, won't they?"

"Charlie took two exams to pass." Fred grinned and said, "He failed the first time, appeared five miles south of his original goal, and landed on top of a poor old lady who was shopping, remember?" ”

"yes, but he passed it the second time." Amid a happy giggle, Mrs. Weasley strode back to the kitchen.

"Percy only passed two weeks ago." "Since then, he's been apparitions downstairs every morning to prove that he's capable of it." ”

Footsteps were heard in the hallway, and Hermione and Ginny walked into the kitchen, both of them looking very pale as if they hadn't woken up.

"Why do we have to get up so early?" Ginny asked, rubbing her eyes, sitting down at the table.

"We're going to have a long way to go." Mr. Weasley said.

"Walking?" Harry asked, "What, we're walking to watch the World Cup?" ”

"No, that's too far," Mr. Weasley said with a smile, "and we'll only have to walk a little way." It was very difficult to get a large group of wizards together without attracting the attention of Muggles. We had to be very careful about choosing the best time to hit the road, and on a big occasion like the Quidditch World Cup, it was difficult to organise, the main problem was that there were about 100,000 wizards coming to watch the World Cup, and of course we couldn't find a magical venue that could accommodate so many people. There are places where Muggles can't get in, but imagine how we could cram a hundred thousand wizards into Diagon Alley or a platform of nine and three-quarters? So we had to find a deserted swamp and take all precautions, and the Ministry of Magic has been busy with this for months—"

"Alright Arthur, if there's anything on the way, it's time for you to go." Mrs. Weasley said.

"Goodbye and have fun!" Mrs. Weasley said, watching them go, and finally turned her gaze to Mr. Weasley, "I'll send Bill, Charlie, and Percy on the road at noon. ”

(Because Maple helped the Weasley brothers earn a lot of gold, they still develop all kinds of joke goods, but they don't make them in large quantities, so they don't have an unpleasant relationship with Mrs. Weasley over fat-tongued toffee.) ）

After kissing Mrs. Weasley goodbye, Mr. Weasley led them through the dark courtyard.

The air was cold, and the moon was still hanging high in the sky. Only a faint gray-green glow appeared on the horizon to their right, indicating that dawn was approaching.

After leaving the Burrow for some distance, Maple suddenly pulled out a bottle of butterbeer from his backpack and handed it to Hermione, "Drink this, it's much more comfortable." ”

Then Maple continued to take out bottles of butterbeer from his pocket, handed them to Mr. Weasley and the others, and seeing their stunned expressions, Maple said, "It's very convenient to order with an owl." I was going to drink it when I was going to watch the game, but I think you need to have one now. ”

"You've thought of everything!" If they knew about Love Apartment, they would have called Maple 'Almighty Black'.

Everyone took a bottle of butterbeer, opened it and drank it, and the whole body was warmed up at once, and the fatigue of being asleep was also swept away.

"You say, how can people get there without attracting the attention of Muggles?" After a few sips of Butterbeer, Harry continued.

"First of all, we have to stagger the time when everyone arrives. People with cheap tickets had to arrive two weeks early, and some used Muggle transport, but the number was limited and we couldn't crammed Muggle buses and trains too much.

Of course, there are those who use apparition, but we have to set some safe places for them to manifest, away from all Muggles. I think there's probably a forest nearby that could be used as a base for apparitions.

For those who don't want or won't apparition, we use a portkey. The purpose of this game is to transport wizards from one place to another within a set time. If needed, a large number of people can be transported at a time.

Two hundred portkeys have been dropped around the UK, and the closest one to us is on top of Stoat, where we are going now. ”

Mr. Weasley pointed ahead, and a large shadow towered behind the village of Autry-St. Kachpol.

"What kind of thing is a portkey?" Harry asked curiously.

"Ah, all kinds of things." Mr. Weasley said, "Of course, it's all inconspicuous things, so Muggles don't pick them up and fiddle with them... They will think that it is discarded by someone else ... ”

They walked with difficulty along the dark, damp path in the direction of the village, and there was silence in all directions, except for their own footsteps. As they passed through the village, the sky slowly brightened, and the darkness had gradually turned to a deep blue.

Mr. Weasley kept looking at his watch, it was so cold that they had not walked for a while, and they all had to warm up with a sip of Butterbeer.

They began to climb the mountain, and when they saw that a group of wizards were still climbing the mountain in a Muggle way, Maple was speechless.

Maple quietly dragged Hermione to the back, and the other little girl, Ginny, was also quietly pulled by Hermione. As the boys in front of them struggled to climb the mountain, Maple used his wand to fire a rope that secured Harry at a rocky spot behind them.

"Catch me." Maple whispered to the two girls beside her.

"Shrink!" The rope that Maple had magically conjured was rapidly shortened, and they came up behind Harry.

After resting for a while, after Mr. Weasley and the others had crawled some more distance, they continued to come to them in this way.

"Harry, can you help him too" Ginny pleaded with Maple when she saw Harry's hard climb on the mountain, and seemed a little distressed.

"Yuga Dim Leviosa!" Maple used her wand to use a levitation charm on Har, using her magic to control him as he slowly floated behind the others.

When he finally arrived at his destination, Mr. Weasley took off his glasses, wiped his jersey on his shirt, looked at his watch again, and said, "Yes, we arrived on time, and there are still ten minutes to go." ”

With the exception of Maple, Hermione, Harry, and Ginny, everyone else was exhausted and out of breath.

"Now we just need to find the portkey," said Mr. Weasley, putting on his glasses and squinting his eyes on the ground, "It's not going to be big, look for it... ”

Everyone scattered and split up to search. However, they had only been looking for two or three minutes when a shout pierced the quiet night sky.

"Here, Arthur! Come here, son, we've found it! ”

On the other side of the mountaintop, two tall figures stand tall against the starlit night sky.

"Amos!" Mr. Weasley said, smiling and striding over to the man who called out to him, and the others followed.

Mr. Weasley shook hands with a red-faced wizard with a short brown beard, who held something in his other hand like an old moldy boot.

"Let me introduce you, this is Amos Diggory." Mr. Weasley said, "He works for the Department of Magical Beasts Management and Control. This is his son Cedric, I think you all know each other, right? ”

"Hi, hello." They were greeted by Cedric, who was the captain and Seeker of the Hufflepuff House Quidditch team.

"Hey!" They all responded.

They exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Amos couldn't help but look at his forehead at the mention of Harry, who was used to people staring at him curiously when they first met him, and to their immediate gaze on the scar on his forehead, which always made him feel very uncomfortable.

Looking at his watch, the time was almost up, and Mr. Weasley said, "Do you know who we have to wait for, Amos?" ”

"No, the Lovegoods arrived there a week ago, and the Fawcetts didn't get tickets," said Mr. Diggory, "and there's no one else in the area, right?" ”

"As far as I know, no." Mr. Weasley said, "Alright, there's a minute left, and we should all be in place." ”

"All you have to do is touch the portkey, and that's it, just stick out a finger—" Mr. Weasley said to Maple Harry and Hermione, who had never used the portkey.

With everyone carrying large bulging backpacks, it took a lot of effort for ten people to gather around the old boot that Amos Diggory was carrying.

They stood there, tightly in a circle, a cold breeze blowing across the top of the hill, and no one spoke. If a Muggle happened to walk by at this time, how surprised he would have been to see this strange scene-

Ten people, two of them still adults, clutched the tattered old boots in the dim light, waiting quietly...

"Three," Mr. Weasley whispered, with one eye on his pocket watch, "two, one." ”

It was too late, and it was as if a hook had struck forward with an irresistible momentum behind his navel, and he lifted his feet off the ground and flew up.

His index finger was firmly glued to his boot, his eyes couldn't see anything, and he flew forward like a gust of wind.

Maple felt that the portkey was a little slower than the Phantom Shifter, but it was also less uncomfortable.

Upon arriving at their destination, Harry and the others, with the exception of Maple, who had already used the Apparition several times, all of them fell to the ground, and the Portkey boots landed on the ground next to them.

Mr. Weasley, Mr. Diggory, and Cedric were all standing, but they were also windswept and crooked.

Seeing the only one who landed safely, Maple, Diggory and his son had a look of surprise on their faces.

"Five and seven o'clock, from Weasel Mountain." Just one voice spoke.

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