Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 343 Fudge
The day before the Quidditch World Cup started, Ron was so excited that he couldn't sleep. Of course he had a ticket, and it was a VIP ticket-not only himself, but the whole Weasley family would go to watch the game, even Molly was in Asia. She agreed after constant persuasion--she also wanted to save some money for Fred and George, thinking that it was the money that their brothers paid out of their own pockets.

Ron felt that he was woken up after not sleeping for a long time, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Percy's resentful face-he had been like this all holiday, and he was always bored working under Mr. Longbottom. I often can't use him, and feel that I have been overqualified.

"Why do you get up so early?" Ron yawned and asked, "Haven't you already learned to apparate? You'll go with Charlie and Bill later."

"Because I have a job." Percy said stiffly.

Perhaps it was something that made Percy feel out of place, Ron didn't bother to ask, he just tidied up and walked out of the room, just happened to meet Hermione who had just come out of the bedroom and Ginny - Hermione was invited too.

"morning."

"morning."

As they walked down the stairs together, Ron suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, I have something to tell you—"

Hermione immediately interrupted impatiently: "If you know how to learn from the devil, you don't need it. I've heard you say it many times."

"Uh..." Ron blinked, "It's not about this, but about Professor Haimer's new book. I asked Professor Angela about it, and it's said that it hasn't been written yet, so you'd better not get your hopes up."

"Huh?" Hermione was stunned, and then immediately said with an aggrieved bitter face, "Why am I so miserable?"

She has been looking forward to the new book for a long time.

Mrs. Weasley, who was busy in the kitchen, stuck her head out and said seriously, "Ron, don't let me know that you are bullying our guests early in the morning!"

"I didn't!" Ron became more aggrieved than Hermione.

Fortunately, Mr. Weasley also got up, and he said with a smile on his face: "I know, I know, you are all happy for your brothers and friends, but isn't it too early to cry in the early morning, at least You have to wait until they win the victory before crying."

"Mr. Weasley," Hermione stopped being wronged, she looked back and forth at Arthur's attire twice: "How can you tuck your nightgown into your trousers?"

"Is this a nightgown?" Arthur touched the sleeve in surprise: "No wonder it's so comfortable to wear, Muggles really enjoy it."

"Go and change!" Mrs. Weasley shouted again, sticking her head out.

The place they were going to was rented from Muggles, so they had to dress like Muggles.

Ginny and Molly had Hermione to help, but the boys had a little more trouble, which took up a lot of their time.

After breakfast, the people in the room had to set off immediately - Arthur also cautiously mentioned that he might be able to take the magic car to the location of the Portkey, but was severely stopped by Molly.

By the way, the magic car used as evidence in the original trial has been returned to Arthur—in other words, Fudge has given up everything else in order to drag the case forward.

Along the way, Mr. Weasley also kept discussing the matter with Percy.

"I think—" said Percy, with a seriousness that only comes in handy at this moment: "it's all because Minister Fudge doesn't have a good assistant, and I'd be different—at least I won't let him keep Peter Pettigrew in spite of everything, such a simple case can be dragged on for so long, it's all because of the dereliction of duty of the people around the minister."

"You wouldn't say that if you'd been to the Ministry of Magic recently." Mr. Weasley saw the curious faces of Hermione and Ron, and he turned around and explained: "Fudge is in worse condition than ever before, and More easily angry, often yelling. Everyone knows that this is because he is worried that Dumbledore will take his place, but these comments only intensify Fudge's—"

"Are you sick?" Ron couldn't help interrupting.

"A very apt description." Mr. Weasley nodded, and he said with a worried face: "I can't even help but suspect that he will do some extreme behavior to Dumbledore, Fudge is more and more like a lunatic gone."

Percy couldn't wait to add: "As long as there is a qualified assistant like me."

Ron immediately made a disgusted expression-now that Fred and George are not present, he is the only one who can take on this responsibility.

"Don't make faces at your brother!" Mrs. Weasley said sternly, and then exchanged a tacit look with Arthur.

"Did you see that?" Ron asked Hermione and Ginny in a low voice, "Why do I feel like Mom and Dad are keeping a secret from us?"

Of course Hermione didn't know what was going on.

But Ginny showed a guilty look.

"You know?" Ron asked in surprise.

"Be quiet." Ginny said angrily. She carefully looked at the few people walking in front, and finally couldn't help Ron's urging and said: "I overheard it by accident, so please don't mess around." Tell—I was pouring water once in the middle of the night, and I passed by the bedroom door of Mom and Dad, and heard them talking inside. They said Percy was put under Mr. Longbottom because Percy It's actually not suitable for the Ministry of Magic, it will make him addicted to power-this is what Professor Highmore secretly told them."

"I heard what Mom and Dad said, probably Professor Highmore has seen too many people like Percy, especially among the goblins, they can do anything for profit—if it's Percy , that is power."

"What does this mean?" Ron heard in a daze: "Could it be possible that Percy will betray his family? I don't mind it, but what about my parents?"

He did appear to be very self-aware.

To Ron's horror, of course, Ginny nodded quietly.

"This is the exact words of Professor Highmore." She lowered her voice and said, "That's what Dad said at the time."

Hermione covered her mouth in surprise: "I really didn't expect that. My relationship with Percy can be regarded as good, but I didn't see it at all."

All three of them believed Professor Haimer's opinion for no reason.

Because Percy had never messed with Professor Highmore when he was in school, there was no reason why he would target him after graduation.

At this time, Percy, who was gradually feeling bored, looked back. Although he didn't want to stay with these students who hadn't graduated yet, he still walked over very "tolerantly".

Of course, Ron was the first to be ignored.

"Ha, it's the fourth grade." Percy said to Hermione in the tone of someone who has experienced it: "Next year is an extremely critical year, you have OWL exams to face, and the selection of prefects--speaking of grades Long, I have some experience with this, it doesn't matter, just ask and see if there is anything I can do to help."

Hermione glanced at Ginny, and then asked in a low voice, "Do you have to work in the Ministry of Magic if you are elected a prefect?"

"Not exactly." Percy said suspiciously: "But it can't be said that it is useless. After all, similar experiences are still very helpful, but why did you suddenly mention the Ministry of Magic?"

"Then I'd better think about it." Hermione evaded.

Percy was dumbfounded.

"It's almost there, boys!"

Mr. Weasley shouted from the front: "Hurry up and keep up, this time we don't have to wait for anyone. The Lovegood family has already left early, and Amos Diggory, he has already been with his wife." I'm going to see Cedric together, and wait to climb this mountain."

Perhaps it was because Mrs. Weasley was there, Arthur kept working hard all the way.

Soon, they came to the top of Ferret Mountain and found the old boots that were used as portkeys.

"The time is just right." Arthur said excitedly, "Come here, boys, just put a finger on the boot, you don't have to poke hard—and you, Ron, you forgot how to use the Portkey Is it done?"

"It's not me, Dad!" Ron argued, "It's all because of Percy, he's dishonest! Looks like he's going to run away suddenly!"

"I didn't!" said Percy immediately, but his ears turned red.

Ron couldn't help wondering what Percy's work was today. Mr. Weasley on the other side carefully checked everyone's positions, then stared at a pocket watch and said, "One two three!"

In an instant, several people disappeared in place at the same time, as if they got into a drum washing machine at the same time, turning around non-stop, unable to see anything clearly.

Just after Ron was hit seven or eight times in a row—

His feet hit the ground hard, and Hermione accidentally stepped on his shoes, making him howl in pain.

"Quiet, boy."

A voice said, "Five past seven, from Ferret Hill, looks right."

The place they had come to resembled a vast, desolate, misty swamp.In front of them stood two weary and sullen wizards, one of them holding a large gold watch, the other a roll of thick parchment and a quill.

"Good morning, Basil," said Weasley, picking up the boot and handing it to the wizard in the pleated skirt.The man threw it into a large box beside him, full of used portkeys.

"Hello, Arthur." Basil said wearily, "And Molly, you're here too."

Ron didn't pay attention to the rest of the conversation. Seeing that Percy was about to sneak away, he quickly grabbed him and asked, "Where are you going? Don't you have to find the tent first?"

"Leave me alone." Percy shook his shoulders twice, but still caught Mrs. Weasley's attention.

"What's the matter?" She came over with a "kind" smile and asked, "Stop quarreling, children?"

"No." Percy glared at Ron and said, "It's because of work. I'm going to work. See you later."

After saying this, he hurried away, and after a while his figure disappeared into the thick morning mist.

"It seems that Toby's evaluation is correct." When Mr. Weasley came over, Molly said with a worried face: "Percy is starting to rebel now, if I knew it, I shouldn't have agreed to let him go to the Ministry of Magic." of."

"But that will only make him more dissatisfied." Arthur shook his head and waved to the children: "Come with me, I know where the camp is."

We walked through the desolate swamp, and we could hardly see anything in the thick fog.After walking for about 10 minutes, a door gradually appeared in front of them, and then a small stone house.

A Muggle stood at the door of the stone house, and it took Arthur quite a while to deal with him, although he still seemed interested in dealing with Muggles.

Finally, they finally came to their position deep in the camp.

"It's time to set up the tent." Arthur looked enthusiastic.

"Is this really necessary?" Ron muttered dissatisfiedly as he started, "I've seen peacocks and fountains. Did those people build them by hand?"

Mr. Weasley stopped and looked at Ron carefully, and he was a little puzzled.

"Maybe I should have asked in advance." Arthur asked pretending to be indifferent: "Where do you want to work in the future? Is it also the Ministry of Magic? Same as Percy?"

"How could I—" Ron paused, and his eyes became weird—how did Dad compare him to Percy?

This is the first time ever.

In the distance, a quiet figure walked over.

"Ron, look—" Hermione turned her head in surprise.

Before she finished speaking.

"Shh!" Harry, who was tightly bound by a large circle of cloth strips, warned: "Don't say my name, no one will be spared when the time comes - just taking a photo together will kill me .”

"Why are you here?" Ron asked in surprise, "Are you allowed to be released?"

"Release?" Harry said with a smile: "I like this description, and now we are indeed a bit like being locked in a prison, but not including now, Professor Highmore gave us a few extra hours of rest time, so that we can The players are staying with their families - so I'm coming to you."

"Is that you, Harry?" Mr. Weasley approached and asked cautiously.

"It's me, oh, yes." Harry reminded: "Fred and George will be here in a while, and they were delayed a lot."

"That's great." Mrs. Weasley said excitedly, "Would you like to stay and have lunch with us?"

Harry agreed immediately.

A little later, when the tent was pitched, Harry, Ron, and Hermione went to fetch water from the tap.

"Do you know?" Harry suddenly said something on the road: "Didn't a student from Durmstrang wrote to me last year, saying that he wanted to play Quidditch with me or something, that person It turned out to be Krum!"

"You're kidding!" exclaimed Ron.

"It's true." Harry whispered, "It's really him. I've seen him before. He looks dull, but congratulations to me for making it to the final. It's amazing."

Hermione had no idea who this Krum was, and she didn't care about him at all.

"Where's Professor Haimer?" She asked curiously, "Did he come early?"

"It's not too early." Harry said, "He also came here this morning and borrowed my invisibility cloak. I don't know why. But there is one thing that cannot be ignored."

"Fudge has come to see Professor Highmore, who is looking more and more like a madman now."
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On the other side, at the edge of the camp.

Toby squinted at the unkempt Fudge beside him, and he said impatiently: "I don't think it's necessary to go so far. If there is really something, you can tell it in the players' lounge. In addition, If it is related to the election of the next minister, I suggest you go to Dumbledore to intercede, I can't help you, minister."

Fudge turned his head abruptly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he hadn't slept well for many days.

"Do you think I really don't know?"

He threatened viciously: "No, you won't succeed, I'm here to warn you now, don't think I don't know that Grindelwald is still alive!"

"What are you going to do now, kidnap me? Come on! In the days of the World Cup finals, one of the teams is still yours, come on, take me away!"

He is really crazy.

Toby turned his head, and then he looked at the minister squarely.

"Peter Pettigrew told you?" He said gloomily, "That's why you don't want to send him to Azkaban?"

"That's it, that's right!" Fudge said angrily: "Wait, you, and Dumbledore, wait for me!"

(End of this chapter)