Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

"Professor Black wrote the letter so early?!" Fred secretly clicked his tongue as he looked at the dark sky.

Because he is the professor of the school's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, he used to call Sirius Professor Black.

After speaking, Fred remembered that Sirius is no longer a professor!

"Well, to be so energetic, it seems that he has indeed recovered. So, Percy and the others are still sleeping?!" Fred continued, "Why can't we Apparate too?"

"Because you're underage and haven't passed your exam," Mrs. Weasley shot back.

"Where did those two girls go?"

She turned and rushed out of the kitchen, and they heard her coming upstairs to call for Hermione and Ginny.

Ivan ate breakfast in silence, listening to Harry and Mr. Weasley discussing Apparition.

Mr. Weasley told them an example of the separation of the body because of the failure of the Apparition.

The unlucky fellow left half of himself where he was, while the other half went to the destination.

The only thing worth noting is that the Ministry of Magic Reversal Incident Team arrived in time, and he saved his life.

He didn't lose his life because his body was broken into pieces, and he only needed to pay a huge fine.

While they were laughing, talking about Percy's failed Apparation the first time, going off course and landing on top of a Muggle.

Mrs. Weasley came down the stairs, and behind her, footsteps were heard in the passage.

Hermione and Ginny walked into the kitchen, both looking pale, as if they hadn't woken up.

Seeing Ivan who was drinking porridge, Hermione's face suddenly turned rosy.

Just like Ginny used to see Harry, very shy.

But for Hermione, this was the first, very rare scene.

Obviously, she remembered what happened to Ai Wen last night.

Hermione tried to keep herself calm, and sat next to Ivan, seeing the smirk on his face, she couldn't help kicking him hard.

Alvin coughed and buried his face in the bowl.

"Why are we up so early?" Ginny asked, rubbing her eyes as she sat down at the table too.

"Because I have to go to see Black first, and then go to watch the World Cup." Mr. Weasley said, "There is still a long way to go, so I can't do it sooner!"

"Where are we going to watch the World Cup?" Harry asked.

"At the edge of a forest, you know, it's very difficult to get a large group of wizards together without attracting the attention of the Muggles. We had to be very careful about choosing the best time to hit the road, and during a grand event like the Quidditch World Cup occasion..."

"George!" Mrs. Weasley snapped suddenly, startling everyone.

"What's the matter?" said George.

He pretended nothing happened, but he couldn't fool anyone.

"What's in your pocket?" demanded Mrs. Weasley.

"nothing!"

"Don't tell me nonsense!" Mrs. Weasley pointed her wand at George's pocket and read, "Fly around!"

Some colorful gadgets jumped out of George's pockets, all of which he and Fred showed to Ivan, Harry, and Ron last night, the Weasley magic tricks they secretly hid .

Fred and George reached for it hastily, but missed.

They turned in mid-air, and jumped straight into the outstretched palm of Mrs. Wes Swinley.

"My God, I told you to destroy these things yesterday!" said Mrs. Weasley angrily, holding up the things in her hands. "I told you to burn these things and empty your pockets! Come on, you two!"

Fred and George had apparently now smuggled the items out of the home, but they were all found.

On the table, various products of Weasley's magic tricks piled up higher and higher.

Everyone looked at these things dumbfounded, and couldn't believe it.

Ivan sighed, he knew that Fred and George were going to be unlucky!

Chapter 450 Portkey and Departure

If necessary, Ivan can help them take these things out without being discovered by Mrs. Weasley.

He has a cloth pouch given by Nicole Flamel. Under the effect of alchemy and the Untraceable Stretching Charm, that inconspicuous cloth pouch can hold a lot of things.

The anti-detection magic on it can ensure that the contents inside cannot be found.

But obviously, because Ivan was delayed in Ginny's room for too long last night.

By the time he got back, Harry, Ron, Fred, and George had fallen asleep and hadn't told him about it.

Now that Mrs. Weasley finds out, it's too late to say anything!

What Ivan said to Hermione last night cannot be told to Mrs. Weasley.

Regardless of whether she would believe it or not, alchemy, the "Book of Abraham" and the evil gods all needed to be kept secret.

"Fly around! Fly around! Fly around!" cried Mrs. Weasley repeatedly.

Loads of shape-shifting candies, tongue-twisting taffy, and other baubles swish out from all sorts of unexpected places.

Including the inner lining of George's jacket and the cuff lining of Fred's jeans.

"Mom, it took us half a year to develop these things!" Fred shouted aggrievedly.

"You can't do this!" George watched distressedly as Mrs. Weasley threw these things into the burning fire.

"Huh, it's not bad to spend half a year on this!" Mrs. Weasley screamed, "No wonder you two OWLs failed to do well in the Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination, so you have been studying these things all day long!"

Under her furious gaze, Fred and George bowed their heads, and no one in the kitchen dared to speak.

All in all, the atmosphere was not very friendly when everyone left.

Mrs Weasley remained stern as she kissed Mr Weasley on the cheek.

As for Fred and George, the attitude was even worse, and they threw their rucksacks on their backs and walked into the fireplace without saying a word.

They were going to go through the Floo network to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Wounds and Wounds.

After another whirlwind, Ivan got out of the fireplace in St. Mungo's spacious waiting room.

This is the second time he has come here, the last time he followed Sirius and the others to visit Ron.

Compared with before, it may be because the time is too early.

At this time, the waiting room was quiet, and under the dim light, a wizard waiting for treatment could not be seen.

The hall, which was already very spacious, seemed extraordinarily empty.

The air was filled with the desolate smell of mixed disinfectant, which felt a little oozing.

It was as if something terrifying might jump out of the corner at any time.

"Come on, I know where he is!" whispered Mr. Weasley.

They walked through the double doors between the waiting room and the patient rooms, down a narrow corridor.

On either side are portraits of famous therapists, and crystal bubbles filled with candles float from the ceiling like giant soap bubbles.

Just before they came to the ward, before they could enter, I saw Sirius walking out with a smile.

He seemed in high spirits and, like everyone else, was a Muggle attire.

"Why are you here, I can't wait!" Sirius said, hugging everyone in turn.

"Sirius, your injury?!" Harry looked at him in surprise.

"Don't worry, it's just a little skin trauma, and he's recovered a long time ago!" Sirius patted Harry's shoulder with a smile on his face, "Harry, are you okay, did those Muggles bully you?"

"I, I'm fine!" Harry hesitated, not sure if it was necessary to speak out about his grievances.

But before he had time to stop himself, he had already started talking endlessly.

From his worry about Sirius and Ivan, the bad experience of this summer vacation, the grievance of being abandoned alone in the Dursleys, and the strange dream and the pain of the scar, he said it all in one go.

Harry had never felt this way before, telling all this without reservation to an elder he trusted completely.

Facing Sirius, it was like being his father.

Everyone didn't interrupt the conversation between Harry and Sirius, but left them enough space.

They knew that Harry, who had never experienced parental affection, needed it.

For Sirius, this is also a long-awaited thing.

Sirius listened carefully to Harry's confession, and whispered his opinion to him.

After waiting a lot, he and Harry finished talking before coming to Ivan's side.

"Thank you, Ivan!" Sirius said, "Dumbledore told me that after I fainted, you saved me and let me get my life back."

Ivan was a little embarrassed. In fact, he should thank Sirius.

If Sirius hadn't used magic to push him up from that huge pit, he might have fallen to his death!

After a while more talk, Sirius produced what appeared to be a Quaffle.

"Come on, children, we can't miss the World Cup!" Sirius said, "It's almost time, if you have anything to say, we can talk about it later, let's go now!"

"How do we get there, by Apparating?" Harry asked curiously.

"No!" Mr. Weasley took the Quaffle from Sirius' hand, "We use the Portkey to get there, luckily, the Ministry has prepared a Portkey at St. .”

"Portkey?!" Harry stared at the Quaffle in his hand.

"Remember, I said before that about a hundred thousand wizards will come to watch the World Cup!" Mr. Weasley explained, "So many people want to gather in one place, it needs a very strict organization, the first thing is to put everyone together Arrival times are staggered."

Among the [-] wizards, there are only a few who can use Apparition.

The Ministry of Magic has designated a safe area in the forest around the final venue for Apparition.

However, for those who are unwilling or unable to Apparate, other methods are used.

"People with cheap tickets had to arrive two weeks in advance, and some people used Muggle transportation, but the number is limited. We can't let too many people fill up Muggle buses and trains." Mr. Weasley said , "So, we used Portkeys. This thing is used to transport wizards from one place to another within a specified time. If necessary, a large number of people can be transported at a time. Two A hundred Portkeys."

"So, this Quaffle is a portkey?!" Harry continued.

"That's right!" said Sirius. "I've asked, we're the only ones around St. Mungo's. Hurry up, there's less than a minute to go, and it's almost time!"

Ivan has used the Portkey many times before, and only Harry, Ron, and Hermione don't know it yet.

In a low voice, he explained to Hermione the principle of the Portkey and how to use it.

Chapter 451 The door to the new world

Several people clustered around the Portkey, holding out a finger to touch the Quaffle.

Time is coming soon, they are waiting quietly...

Mr. Weasley took out his pocket watch, kept one eye on the time, and muttered, "Three, two, one!"

As soon as the voice fell, several people began to spin rapidly.

Pulled by the force from the Portkey, they were spinning, their feet left their original places, and flew into the air.

This time there was no influence of the curse, and Aiwen keenly felt the change of magic power in the air.

The scene around them began to blur and fade away.

In the next second, Aiwen found that he did not arrive at the destination directly, but entered a strange space.

Everything around seems to be completely composed of magic, and the colorful light distorts everything.

Ivan has an inexplicable strange feeling, this place, this space has a strange sense of familiarity.

Harry, Hermione, Sirius and others all disappeared, only Ivan himself was here.

He looked around, and soon remembered that this was very similar to his soul being drawn into the weird illusion space in the ruins of the fallen centaur.

Although the surrounding scenery is different, the two places seem to be the same in essence.

That's right, Ivan still remembers the sky he saw at the time, which was exactly like this.

There, all colors and objects are distorted, and distance, time, and space seem to lose their meaning.

In Muggle physics theory, there is the concept of "high-dimensional space".