Zhuge Kongming's skills are too rich, the Five Elements Spell is fully refined, Qimen Dunjia, Tianji Divine Calculation, and the Seven Star Life Renewal Lamp and so on.

When he first drew it, Maple couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the ban written in capital on the card. It seems that he thinks that Zhuge Shenhou's ability is too buggy, so he gives a restriction, and this is the first card that Maple gets that can't be copied.

If the operating mechanism of the world is regarded as a system program, then Zhuge Spell and Qimen Dunjia are like hackers who have insight into the source code of the world, and find loopholes in the rules of the world's operation to steal part of the world's permissions, and gain great power.

Therefore, Zhuge is not the source of his power, whether it is spiritual power or magic power, as long as he has insight into the true source of the world, he can use it to obtain incomparably powerful power.

If there are no restrictions and the soul consciousness equivalent to Zhuge is brought to this world, Maple can directly sweep all enemies with Zhuge without any effort.

In addition to prohibiting copying, Zhuge Kongming's card also banned all abilities except for the Heavenly Machine Divine Calculation.

Maple was lost for a while, but was relieved.

If you treat the real world as a copy of the Raiders, if you directly charge money to the top, 999 with one sword, and one move for all enemies, it will also be boring.

Zhuge 's Heavenly Calculations are different from Professor Trelawney's prophecy, Professor Trelawney can only predict the future, but has no ability to change it. And Zhuge Liang's heavenly machine god can not only predict good luck and evil, but also have the means to avoid future dangers.

It's just that under the limitations of the system, Maple only has one chance to use it. But even so, the card's capabilities are still very rebellious. Maybe one day in the future, it will allow Maple to avoid a life-and-death crisis; Perhaps using this only one opportunity, he can predict the exact point of his mortal enemy at some time in the future, so as to eliminate it in one fell swoop.

Although the card may be extremely important at some critical time in the future, Maple is determined to use it. After Maple clicks on Zhuge card, he asks for help from the card on how Hermione can avoid the catastrophe prophesied by Professor Trelawney.

While Professor Trelawney's daily prophecies are not as unshakable as their true ones, her crow's beak will be fulfilled if she turns a blind eye.

The thirteen people ate unknown, Dumbledore, who was the first to stand up, died three years later, and the tower struck by tarot lightning was fulfilled that year. Professor Trelawney's prediction that Harry's birthday would be in the winter drew ridicule from Ron and Hermione, but Harry also had a fragment of Voldemort's soul on his body, and Voldemort was indeed born in the winter.

After using the card, the card did not give Maple direct instructions, but did not leave Maple with five tips.

Ace in the hole? It's really Zhuge style!

After leaving five tips, the power of the card is simply gone.

Until now, there has been no movement in the five tips of the system space, and it has not yet reached the time to open it.

With Zhuge 's tricks, Maple was completely relieved and no longer had to worry about Hermione's safety.

At this moment, Weasley's clock suddenly moved, and Mrs. Weasley said happily, "Oh, your father is back!" ”

Mr. Weasley's needle suddenly jumped from "going to work" to "on the road", and after a clock, it trembled and stopped at the "home" position along with the other needles. At this moment, everyone heard Mr. Weasley's shouting from the kitchen.

"Here it is, Arthur!" Mrs. Weasley said aloud and hurried out of the room.

A moment later, Mr. Weasley walked into the warm living room with his dinner on a tray. He looked exhausted.

"Well, things are getting out of hand," he said to Mrs. Weasley, sitting in an armchair by the fireplace, listlessly fiddling with the somewhat crumpled cauliflower on his plate, "Rita Skeeter has been camping around all week, searching for more chaos to report on at the Ministry of Magic. Now that she had discovered the disappearance of poor old Bertha, it seemed that this was the headline of the Daily Prophet tomorrow. I told Bagman that he should have sent someone to find her a long time ago. ”

"Mr. Crouch has been saying this for weeks." Percy said quickly.

"Crouch was lucky, Rita didn't find anything about Shining." Mr. Weasley said irritably, "The fact that his little house-elf was caught with a wand that conjured the mark of the Dark Devil could be a front-page headline for an entire week." ”

"I think we all think that the elf, despite his lack of responsibility, didn't he conjure the Dark Mark, right?" Percy argued fiercely.

"If you ask me, I think Mr. Crouch is very lucky that the people at the Daily Prophet don't know how he abuses the elves!" Hermione said angrily.

Not surprisingly, after Percy said a bad word about the house-elves, Hermione got into a heated argument with him.

Harry and Ron could stand by and watch each other, but not Maple. But this multiple-choice question is easy to do, and Maple is directly on the side of his girlfriend.

However, although he unconditionally supported Hermione, he did not bombard Percy with Hermione. That's a bit too shameless, and the other party still has a family.

"I think you'd all go upstairs and see if your luggage is packed!" Eventually, Mrs. Weasley interrupted their argument and said, "Go, you all go—"

She was pressed as an elder, and neither Hermione nor Percy could refuse.

It's finally over, and both Maple Harry and Ron breathe a sigh of relief.

Maple and the others returned to the house and packed their packages, which contained the fourth-grade textbooks that Mrs. Weasley had bought for them, as well as a new quill pen, a large roll of parchment, and materials for new potions.

In addition to these, they also had a new robe in their package that was a little different from the style of the school robe.

"What is this?"

After a while, Mrs. Weasley brought the Hogwarts robes that had just been washed and ironed for them.

"That's a dress robe, and the list issued by your school says that you should prepare a dress robe this year, which is the robe to wear on formal occasions." Mrs. Weasley said.

Harry's gown was dark green, and Ron's was dark fuchsia, the same color as his annual Christmas sweater, and although Ron didn't like it, this time he wasn't wearing rags. Maple's, on the other hand, is pale blue with some purple.

Blue represents calmness, freedom, broadness, tolerance, and reason; Purple represents elegance, nobility, mystery, charm, and pride. Maple was satisfied, vaguely remembering that Hermione seemed to be wearing a flowing light purple blue dress robe at the ball, which was a bit of a couple's outfit.

The next morning, the rain was still pounding on the windows as it had been yesterday, giving them an oppressive and cold atmosphere.

As they went downstairs for breakfast, Mrs. Weasley suddenly appeared at the bottom of the stairs, looking distraught.

"Arthur!" She shouted upstairs, "Arthur! The Ministry of Magic has an urgent message! ”

Mr. Weasley hurried past them, not even noticing that his robes were being worn backwards.

As they reached the kitchen, they saw Mr. Weasley leaning towards the fire, and in the midst of the fire, Mr. Amos Diggory, whom they had met at the Quidditch World Cup, had only one head hovering in the middle of the flames, his mouth was talking rapidly, the flames were flying around him, tongues of fire licking his ears, but he was not hindered in the slightest.

“。。。 Muggles who lived nearby heard the thumping and shouting, and they went and shouted. You call them what they call them - Kinkcha* (police). Arthur, you have to make a trip."

"Good thing I heard about it," Mr. Diggory's head continued, "I had to arrive at the office very early because I had to send two owls to deliver the letter, and I found that the people in the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic were dispatched, and if Rita Skeeter seized on the matter and made a big fuss, Arthur—"

"What did the Mad-Eye say happened?" Mr. Weasley said, quill in his hand full of ink, ready to take notes.

Mr. Diggory rolled his head. He said he heard someone break into his yard. He said that he quietly walked towards the house, but was ambushed by his dumpster. ”

"What did the dumpster do?" Mr. Weasley asked, recording as he flew and flickered.

"Make a horrible loud bang and blow up the garbage everywhere, that's all I know." Mr. Diggory said, "Apparently, when Kincha arrived, there was a dumpster that was still spraying garbage"

Mr. Weasley let out a groan. "What about the man who broke into the yard?"

"Arthur, you know the Mad-Eye." Mr. Diggory said, "Someone would sneak into his yard in the middle of the night?" Maybe it's a wild cat that has eaten a defeated battle outside, wandering there aimlessly, with potato skins hanging from it. But if the people in the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic catch the Mad-Eye, he's out of luck. Think about his criminal record, if the crime is not big, and your department is responsible for handling it, let's let him go! What is the penalty for making a dumpster explode? ”

"I guess I'll be warned." Mr. Weasley said, still taking notes at a rapid pace, his brow furrowed, "The Mad-Eye didn't use a wand, did he?" He didn't actually attack anyone, did he? ”

"I dare say he jumped out of bed and looked out the window, and what he saw was what he did." "But it's hard for them to prove because there are no casualties." ”

"Alright, I'll go." Mr. Weasley said, shoved the parchment into his mouth, turned and rushed out of the kitchen.

Mr. Diggory turned his head to look at Mrs. Weasley.

"I'm sorry, Molly," he said, his tone much calmer, "to bother you so early, but only Arthur can exonerate Mad Eye from punishment, and Mad Eye is going to start a new job today." I really don't understand why he chose last night."

"It's all right, Amos," said Mrs. Weasley, "do you want a slice of bread or something?" ”

"Oh, okay." Mr. Diggory said.

Mrs. Weasley took a piece from a stack of buttered bread on the table, clamped it with tongs, and passed it into Mr. Diggory's mouth.

"Thank you." He muttered a word, and then with a soft pop, he was gone.

"I've got to get out of here, and I wish you all the best this semester, kids." Mr. Weasley said goodbye to Maple and the others and his children, and as he spoke, he draped a cloak over his shoulders and prepared to apparition. "Molly, you're okay with taking the kids to King's Cross Station, right?"

"Of course," she said, "go take care of the Crazy Eye, and we'll be fine." ”

"Someone mentioned the Mad-Eye?" Bill asked, "What did he do again?" ”

"He said someone tried to break into his house last night." Mrs. Weasley said.

"Mad-Eye Moody?" George said thoughtfully, smearing a layer of marmalade on his slice of bread, "That's the madman"

"Your dad thinks highly of Mad-Eye Moody." Mrs. Weasley said sternly.

"yes, Daddy collects plugs, right?" After Mrs. Weasley left the room, Fred whispered, "They're the same kind of people"

"Moody was a great wizard." Bill said.

"He's an old friend of Dumbledore, right?" Charlie said.

"Dumbledore isn't what you call a normal person, is he?" "I mean, I know he's a genius, he's amazing, but ... ”

"Who's the Mad-Eye?" Harry asked.

"He's retired now, and used to work at the Ministry of Magic," said Charlie, "and I met him once, and my dad took me there when he was working with him." He's an Auror, the best one...... A master of catching dark wizards. ”

He saw the confused look on Harry's face, and continued, "Half of the cells in Azkaban were filled by him. However, he also made many enemies for himself, mainly the relatives of those whom he captured. I've heard that as he got older, he became more and more suspicious, didn't believe anything, and saw dark wizards everywhere he went. ”

Mrs. Weasley hired three hapless Muggle drivers to take Maple to King's Cross Station.

Fred's box was filled with Dr. Duo's automatic ignition, water and flowering magic fireworks, and when the driver was shifting the box, Fred's box accidentally popped open, and the fireworks inside exploded automatically, startling the driver who moved the box. Crookshan, who was also frightened, climbed up his trouser leg with sharp claws, forcing Maple and the others to pay an extra medical bill.

When they arrived in London, Maple was badly scratched on his body. On the way, when Maple saw the frightened Crookshank scratching and biting, he immediately snatched it from Hermione and held it in his arms.

After getting out of the car and seeing Hermione's guilt for herself, Maple felt that everything she had done was worth it.

By this time it was raining heavily, and when they walked into the station, they were soaking wet. Straight through the seemingly solid wall separating platforms 9 and 10, we came to Platform 9 and 3/4.

After leaving the Muggle world, he was finally able to use magic. Maple waved her wand*, and (Hermione then moved) Their clothes and Crookshank's hair were all magically dried at once.

"It's much more comfortable now." They boarded the Hogwarts Express train, carried the box to an empty compartment, and placed it there. Then return to the platform and say goodbye to Mrs. Weasley, Bill, and Charlie.

"I may be able to see you all soon." Charlie smiled as he hugged Ginny and said goodbye.

"Why?" Fred asked eagerly

"You'll know," said Charlie, "don't tell Percy about it...... You know, this is 'top secret information, and it won't be released until the Ministry of Magic deems it appropriate'

"Ah, I wish I could go back to Hogwarts this year." Bill said. He put his hands in his pockets, his eyes looked at the train, and his expression was a little melancholy.

"Why?" George asked impatiently.

"You're going to have a really fun year," Bill said, his eyes shining, "and I might take time off work to watch some of it"

"Part of what?" Ron asked.

But just then, the whistle blew, and Mrs. Weasley drove them to the car door.

"Thank you for keeping us, Mrs. Weasley." Hermione said. By this time they had boarded the train, closed the door, and she leaned out of the window to talk to Mrs. Weasley.

"yes, thank you for everything you've done for me, Mrs. Weasley." Harry said.

"Oh, I'd love to, my dear," said Mrs. Weasley, "I would like to invite you over for Christmas, but I reckon you'd like to stay at Hogwarts for one reason or another. ”

"Mom!" Ron said irritably, "What the hell is it that the three of you know about it, and you hide it from us?" ”

"I reckon you'll figure it out tonight," Mrs. Weasley said with a smile, "it's going to be exciting—tell you, I'm glad they changed the bylaws—"

"What charter?" Harry, Ron, Fred, and George asked at the same time.

"I'm sure Professor Dumbledore will tell you ...... Okay, better behave, you know? Did you hear that, Fred? And you, George? ”

I hate it when the engine of the train makes a loud noise, and the train is about to start.

After Mrs. Weasley and the others apparition left, the twin brothers huffed back to their box, Maple and Hermione. Harry and Ron returned to their cubicles. Dense raindrops crackled against the glass windows, making it difficult for them to see outside.

"Bagman would have liked to tell us what happened at Hogwarts," he said, sitting down beside Harry, sullenly, "Remember, at the World Cup?" But my own mother wouldn't say anything. I don't know about them—"

"Shh Hermione whispered suddenly, holding a finger to her lips and pointing to the cubicle next to them. Harry and Ron listened closely, and a familiar procrastination voice drifted in through the open doorway.

“。。。 You know, my father really thought about sending me to Durmstrang instead of Hogwarts. He knew the principal of that school. Alas, you know what he thinks of Dumbledore, the man was so fond of mudbloods that Durmstrang simply wouldn't allow those who were too bad to go to school. But my mother didn't want me to go to school that far. Father said that Durmstrang took a much more reasonable approach to the dark arts than Hogwarts. Durmstrang students are really learning the dark arts, unlike us, learning what kind of tattered defense... ”

"Ahh "Ahh "Ahh Three terrible screams, as Malfoy had spoken, were rising, when two small snakes crawled out of their clothes and writhed around their necks, causing the three of them to scream in fright.

Although they belong to the Snake Courtyard, it doesn't mean that they like snakes.

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