Chapter 455: Set off (the mischievous Wheel of Fortune leader,
Chapter 455 Departure (the mischievous Wheel of Fortune leader, plus update 45)
The arrival of friends made the Burrow more lively than before. Everyone was noisy, chasing goblins in the garden, or controlling two tables to duel with wands, until late at night before Mrs. Weasley drove her back to the room.
Wait until the next day.
At dawn, Kyle was woken up, dressed up and came to the Burrow.
The Weasley family seemed to have just gotten up. Everyone's hair was messy and they were yawning incessantly. They all looked like they had not woken up.
“My dear, I was just thinking about calling you.” Mrs. Weasley came over, holding a plate of corned beef sandwiches. “We’re going to leave soon, let’s eat something first.”
Kyle nodded, picked up a piece of sandwich and took a bite.
Beside him, Mr. Weasley was showing Harry what he was wearing today.
"How about it?" he asked eagerly. "We should conceal our identity when we go. Do I look like a Muggle, Harry?"
“Like,” Harry confirmed with a smile.
Although golf shirts and jeans don’t match well, they look pretty good and no one would find it strange when walking on the street before.
"Why don't you see Bill, Charlie...and Percy..." Fred asked while eating his sandwich.
“Don’t they apparate?” Mrs. Weasley put a large pot on the table and began to fill everyone’s bowls with porridge, “so I can sleep a little longer.”
Fred muttered something, but because his mouth was full of sandwiches, no one heard him clearly.
Kyle sighed.
He can also disapparate, but he is under age and has not been able to pass the exam to obtain the certificate. Apparating without a license would be very troublesome if he was caught by the Ministry of Magic, so he could only get up early and set off with the large army. .
There were footsteps in the corridor, and Qiu, Hermione and Ginny walked into the kitchen. Their faces looked very pale, and they seemed to have three bird's nests on their heads.
Ginny sat at the table, complaining about getting up so early.
Everyone drank porridge and ate a few bites of sandwiches without wasting too much time.
“It’s time to go, I wish you a good time.”
Mrs. Weasley checked the time and said, "I'll send Bill, Charlie and Percy over at noon."
Then everyone walked through the dark courtyard and walked towards a hill in the distance.
On the way, Harry curiously asked about the location of the Quidditch match.
“It’s so hard to organize.”
Speaking of this, Mr. Weasley suddenly sighed and said: "About 100,000 wizards are coming to watch the World Cup. Of course we can't find a place that can accommodate so many people. Just imagine, how can 100,000 wizards be crammed in?" What about Diagon Alley or Platform 9?
So we had to find an uninhabited swamp and take all precautions against Muggles. The Ministry was busy with this matter for several months. "
“Then how do we get there?” Harry asked, “Walking?”
"Of course not." Mr. Weasley said, "We use portkeys. The function of this thing is to transport wizards from one place to another within a specified time. The closest portkey to us is on Stoat Mountain. We are now Just go there.”
This journey was far longer than they imagined, especially when they climbed up to Stoat Mountain, Kyle could clearly hear Harry's breathing getting louder and louder.
When they stepped on the flat ground again, it was already very bright and everyone was very tired.
Mr. Weasley wiped the sweat from his forehead and said breathlessly, "Yes, we arrived on time...with ten minutes left."
“Yo, Arthur!” A voice suddenly came from the front. A man with a brown beard stood there, holding an old moldy boot in his hand.
"Come here, we've found the portkey." "Amos," said Mr. Weasley, smiling as he strode towards the man who called him.
Cedric stood next to the man, smiling and waving to them.
"Let me introduce you." Mr. Weasley looked at Harry and Hermione... "This is Amos Diggory, who works in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. This is his son, Cedric. I miss you." You all know them."
As for Cedric, of course they know each other.
“Hi, you guys!” Cedric came over and said hello to them, and then went straight to the end of the team.
“Qiu, how was your rest last night?”
“It’s okay, but I got up too early.”
Because of the mountain climbing, Qiu’s cheeks were red, and Cedric could hardly move his eyes away from her.
"Tsk..." Fred said to Kyle with a look of disgust: "Why doesn't he look at us? Are we all transparent?"
“At least in his eyes...that’s about it,” Kyle said.
“Hoho.” George let out a weird laugh, “I really want to stuff balloon candy into his mouth and let him float to the World Cup venue.”
“Take two more,” Kyle said. “Let him float a little higher.”
Keir and the others were discussing how to deal with Cedric, and the adults over there were also talking.
"Come a long way, Arthur," asked Mr. Diggory, handing him his old boots.
"There's nothing we can do about it. This is the only place in the neighborhood where no Muggles will come." Mr. Weasley said, "What about you?"
"I got up at two o'clock." Mr. Diggory rubbed his eyes, "To tell you the truth, I really want Ced to pass the Apparition exam as soon as possible, but there's nothing to complain about... It's the Quidditch World Cup, absolutely not miss."
“Where do you vote from?”
“Top box.” Mr. Diggory smiled happily, “Chris helped that guy Ludo Bagman solve a little trouble before, and thanks to him, I got the best tickets.
It’s a pity that there is only one card left, so I decided to let Seid go. "
“Didn’t you get the ticket?” Mr. Weasley frowned.
“There are grandstand tickets, but I didn’t ask for them.” Mr. Diggory shook his head and said, “But that’s okay. You know, most people are busy with the World Cup now, and there is a shortage of manpower for another thing.
It just so happened that Bagman said you would go too, please help me take care of Sed. "
"Of course that's okay," said Mr. Weasley, "but I remember that you also like Quidditch, don't you?"
“That’s right, but I don’t like the team this time!” At this point, Mr. Diggory’s voice suddenly became louder, “Even the Peruvian team didn’t enter the finals, so what’s the point of this World Cup?”
Mr. Weasley then remembered that Amos was a loyal fan of the Peruvian team. This team was eliminated by Ireland in the semi-finals.
Looking at Amos, who was still furious and accusing the game of being shady, Mr. Weasley wisely said nothing more and just nodded: "Don't worry, leave Ced to me, I will take good care of him. "
Then he looked at the time and shouted:
“One minute left, come here quickly, we should be in our places... Just hold out a finger and make sure you can touch the door key?”
We were all carrying large, bulging backpacks, and finally gathered around the old boots that Mr. Weasley was holding.
They stood there, in a tight circle.
"Three..." Mr. Weasley stared at his pocket watch and muttered in a low voice, "Two...one..."
(End of this chapter)