Hogwarts Scholar System

"By the way," Maple took out a few magic watches and distributed them to Ron and others, "one for each person."

Nicolas Flamel completed the most difficult steps of making a magic watch with communication functions and engraved the magic circuit. All Maple had to do was to imitate the cat and imitate the tiger, so naturally it became much easier.

Now he is able to make such a magic watch on his own, but his technique is much rougher than that of Nicoléme, and the range that his signal can cover is only one-fifth of the opponent's.

Muggle electronic instruments and wireless devices cannot be used under the powerful magic magnetic field of Hogwarts, which also means that if there is a higher strength magic magnetic field, it can also interfere with magic signals.

Fortunately, the emergence of this kind of thing is unprecedented, and Maple does not have to worry about magical interference during signal transmission for the time being.

After getting such a novel toy, I couldn’t wait to try it out immediately.Even though everyone is around, everyone is having fun talking to each other via video chat on the Magic Watch.

Originally, only Maple and the others had a few watches, but now that there are more people, it is necessary to identify each other.

Maple immediately remembered the online chats in the QQ era, and immediately gave herself the online name Gryffindor Bad Boy, and then started adding notes to others. Harry was the 'Savior Boy' and Ron was the 'Witch Prince'. ' (Ron's highlight moment, he was very grateful to Maple for remembering that time, and he named himself with this name), the twin brothers are 'Huobao A' and 'Huobao B' (the one who was most dissatisfied with Maple's remarks was The two of them thought that Maple's notes to them were too casual), Bill was 'Gringotts' dashing brother' (when Bill asked what dashing meant, Maple told him that it was handsome), and Charlie was 'Fire Dragon Shovel' "Shitboy" (Charlie laughed, he liked this name very much), Percy was the "workaholic senior" (naturally the twin brothers secretly wrote their notes to him as "big-headed boy"), Ginny was the "cute little sister", Hermione didn't let them see Maple - 'angel my angel' (Hermione's face turned red when she saw it). Since they were elders, the Weasleys only made a note of Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley. .

Inspired by Maple, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and the Weasley twins also racked their brains to come up with a funny online name for themselves, and then continued to use their brain cells to give other people in their watches a funny nickname.The Weasley brothers had the most fun, and they also spent the most time changing other people's notes. In revenge for Maple, they also gave Maple the "I hope the shit ball hits you" head'.

It was getting later, but they fiddled with it, 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, please leave the shopping list for school supplies. I will go to Diagon Alley to buy them for you tomorrow. I want them anyway. Bought for someone else. It will probably be too late after the World Cup is over, the last game lasted a full five days."

"Wow, I really hope it's like this this time!" Harry said excitedly.

"Oh, I don't want to," Percy said seriously, "I'd be away for five days at a time, and my folder wouldn't be full of papers. It makes me shudder to think of that."

"Yeah, maybe someone stuffed dragon dung in an envelope and mailed it to you again, Percy." Fred said.

"That's a fertilizer sample sent from Norway!" Percy said, his face turning red. "It's not for private use!"

"Actually," Fred whispered to Maple and the others as everyone stood up and left the table, "that's what we sent him."

Before dawn the next day, 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 at this moment, and they were all still a little dazed when they were woken up.But they probably didn't notice that in order to wake them up in time, Mrs. Weasley had to wake up at what time, and after she woke them up, she went back to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for them.

What an ordinary yet great mother!

They got dressed in silence, too sleepy to talk.When they yawned into the kitchen, Mrs. Weasley was stirring a large pot on the stove and Mr. Weasley sat at the table, checking a large football ticket made of a bunch of parchment.When Maple and Harry entered the kitchen, he raised his head and spread his arms so that they could see what he was wearing.He wore a top that looked like a golf shirt and a pair of very old jeans. The pants were a bit too big for him, so he tied them up with a wide cowhide belt.

"How is it?" He turned his attention to Maple and Harry, who both grew up in the Muggle world, and asked eagerly, "We should hide our identities when we go. Do I look like a Muggle?"

"It's very similar!" Maple and Harry said together.

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

"Aren't they Apparating?" Mrs. Weasley said, placing the cauldron on the table and starting to ladle porridge into bowls, "so they can take a nap."

The so-called apparation and disembodiment are disappearing from one place and reappearing in another place in the blink of an eye.The twins couldn't help but turn their eyes to Maple. Well, he and Hermione could do it too, but in front of the Weasleys, they still had to abide by the rules of not using magic outside of school, so they were not as good as the Weasley brothers. People who can use apparation will suffer even more.

"So, they're still sound asleep?" Fred asked angrily, "Why can't we also Apparate?"

"Because you are underage and have not passed the exam." Mrs. Weasley said back to him. "Where did those two girls go?"

"Do you still need to pass the Apparition test?" Harry asked.

"Oh, yes," said Mr. Weasley, carefully stuffing the ticket into the back pocket of his jeans. "One day, the Department of Magical Transport fined two people for apparating without a certificate. It's not an easy thing to do, and if you don't do it right, you can get into a lot of trouble. The two people I'm talking about In the end, the individual died and his family was separated.”

"Ah, separation?" Harry asked.

"They left half of themselves," said Mr. Weasley, ladling out a large amount of syrup and mixing it into his porridge. "So, of course, they were pinned there, unable to move on either side. . I had to wait for the Reversal of Contingency Team to deal with this matter. Let me tell you, this meant preparing a lot of documentation, and those Muggles saw the broken bodies they left behind..."

"Are they okay?" he asked in horror.

"Oh, it's okay," Mr. Weasley said flatly, "but they've been fined pretty hard. I don't think they'll act hastily anymore. You mustn't take Apparition as a joke. Many adults Wizards don't want to get into this trouble. They'd rather use a broom, which is slower but safer."

"But Bill, Charlie and Percy do, don't they?"

"Charlie took the test twice before he passed." Fred chuckled. "He failed the first time and appeared five miles south of his original target. He fell into a poor old man who was shopping. On top of my wife’s head, remember?”

"Yes, but he passed on the second try." Mrs. Weasley strode back to the kitchen amid happy laughter.

"Percy just passed two weeks ago," George said. "Since then, he has apparated downstairs every morning just to prove that he has this ability."

There were footsteps in the corridor, and Hermione and Ginny walked into the kitchen. Both of their faces looked very pale, as if they had not woken up.

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

"We have a ways to go," said Mr. Weasley.

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

"No, that's too far," said Mr. Weasley with a smile. "We only have to walk a short distance. It's very difficult to get a large number of wizards together without attracting Muggle attention. We have to Be very cautious and choose the best time to go on the road. On such a grand occasion as the Quidditch World Cup, the organization work is very difficult. The main problem is that there are about a hundred thousand wizards coming to watch the World Cup. Of course we can't find one that can accommodate so many People's magical places. Some places are inaccessible to Muggles, but imagine, how could we cram a hundred thousand wizards into Diagon Alley or Platform Nine and Three Quarters? So we had to find a deserted area The Ministry of Magic has been busy with this for several months -"

"Okay Arthur, let's talk about anything on the road. It's time for you to set off." Mrs. Weasley said.

"Goodbye, I wish you a good time!" Mrs. Weasley said, watching them leave, and finally turned to Mr. Weasley: "I'll send Bill, Charlie and Percy on their way at noon."

(Because Maple helped the Weasley brothers earn a lot of gold coins, they still developed various joke products now that they were not short of money, but they did not produce them in large quantities, so they did not fight with Mrs. Weasley because of the Fat Tongue Toffee. Sugar happens unpleasantly.)

After kissing Mrs. Weasley goodbye, Mr. Weasley led them across the dark courtyard and set off.

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

After leaving the Burrow for a while, Maple suddenly took out a bottle of butterbeer from her backpack and handed it to Hermione, "Drink this and you will feel much better."

Then Maple took out bottles of butterbeer from her pocket and handed them to Mr. Weasley and everyone one after another. Seeing their stunned expressions, Maple said: "It's very convenient to order by owl. I was going to see You’ll drink it during the game, but I think you need a drink now.”

"You really have thought of everything!" If they knew about iPartment, they would definitely call Maple the 'Almighty Blackie'.

Everyone received a bottle of butterbeer, and after opening it and taking a sip, their whole bodies suddenly warmed up, and the fatigue of being sleepy was also swept away.

"How can we get there without attracting Muggle attention?" Harry continued to ask after taking a few sips of butterbeer.

"First of all, we have to stagger everyone's arrival time. People with cheap tickets have to arrive two weeks in advance. Some people use Muggle transportation, but the number of people is limited. We can't fill the Muggles with too many people. of buses and trains.

Of course, there are still people who use Apparition, but we have to provide some safe place for them to Apparate, away from all Muggles.I figured there might be a forest nearby that could be used as a base for Apparition.

For those who are unwilling or unable to Apparate, we use Portkeys.The function of this thing is to transport the wizard from one place to another within a specified time.A large number of people can be transported at one time if necessary.

Two hundred Portkeys have been dropped across the UK, the nearest one being on the top of Stoat Hill, where we are now heading. "

Mr. Weasley pointed ahead, where a large shadow rose behind the village of Ottery St. Catchpole.

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

"Ah, there are all kinds of things," said Mr. Weasley. "Of course, they all look inconspicuous, so that Muggles won't pick them up and play with them... They will think they are someone else's. Randomly discarded..."

They walked with difficulty along the dark and damp path towards the village. There was silence everywhere except for their own footsteps.As they passed through the village, the sky slowly became brighter, and the original darkness gradually turned into deep blue.

Mr. Weasley kept looking at his watch. It was so cold that they had to take a sip of butterbeer to warm themselves up before they had walked a long way.

They started to climb the mountain. Seeing that a group of wizards had to climb the mountain arduously in the Muggle way, Maple was speechless.

Maple quietly pulled Hermione to stay at the back, and another little girl, Ginny, was also quietly pulled by Hermione.While the boys in front were climbing the mountain arduously, Maple used her wand to fire a rope and fixed it on a rock behind Harry and the others.

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

"Shrink!" The rope conjured by Maple's magic shortened rapidly, and they came behind Harry and the others.

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

"Harry, can you help him too?" Ginny seemed a little distressed when she saw Harry's hard work climbing the mountain, and begged Maple.

"Yingardium Leviosa!" Maple used her wand to cast a levitating spell on Harry, using magic to control him to slowly float forward behind the others.

Finally arriving at the destination, Mr. Weasley took off his glasses, wiped them with his jersey, looked at his watch again and said, "Yes, we arrived on time, there are still 10 minutes left."

Except for Maple, Hermione, Harry and Ginny, everyone else was panting from exhaustion.

"Now we just need to find the portkey," Mr. Weasley said, putting on his glasses and squinting on the ground to look for it. "It won't be big, so look for it quickly..."

Everyone spread out and searched separately.However, they had only been searching for two or three minutes when a shout broke through the quiet night sky.

"Here it is, Arthur! Come here, son, we found it!"

On the other side of the mountain top, two tall figures stand out against the starry night sky.

"Amos!" said Mr. Weasley, laughing and striding towards the man who called him, followed by the others.

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

"Let me introduce to you, this is Amos Diggory." Mr. Weasley said, "He works in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. This is his son Cedric, I think you all know him?"

"Hi there," greeted them all, Cedric, captain and seeker of the Hufflepuff House Quidditch team.

"Hi!" They all responded.

They chatted for a while, and when he mentioned Harry, Amos couldn't help but look at his forehead. Harry was used to people always staring at him curiously when they first met him, and he was also used to them immediately turning their gaze to him. to the scar on his forehead, but it always made him feel uncomfortable.

Looking at the watch, it was almost time, and Mr. Weasley said again: "Do you know who else we are waiting for, Amos?"

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

"As far as I know, there are none." Mr. Weasley said, "Okay, there's one minute left, we should all be in our places."

"All you have to do is touch the portkey, just hold out a finger -" Mr. Weasley said to Maple, Harry and Hermione, who had never used a portkey.

Since everyone was carrying large bulging backpacks, it was difficult for ten people to gather around the old boot that Amos Diggory was holding.

They stood there, in a tight circle, while a cool breeze blew across the top of the mountain, and no one spoke.If a Muggle happened to walk by here at this time, he would be so surprised to see this strange scene——

Ten people, two of them adults, clutched the tattered old boot in the dim light and waited quietly. . .

"Three," Mr. Weasley muttered, one eye on his pocket watch, "Two, one."

Sooner or later, Maple felt as if there was a hook behind his belly button and suddenly hooked forward with irresistible momentum, and he lifted his feet off the ground and flew up.

His index finger was stuck tightly to his boots, and his eyes could not see clearly as he flew forward like a gust of wind.

Maple felt that compared to Apparition, Portkey was slower, but its discomfort was also less severe.

After arriving at their destination, except for Maple, who had already used Disapparation many times, Harry and the others fell heavily to the ground, and their Portkey boots fell on the ground next to them.

Mr. Weasley, Mr. Diggory and Cedric were also standing, but they also looked disheveled and askew due to the wind.

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

"Five and seven, from Stoat Mountain." Only one voice was heard saying.