Primordial Warlock of Hogwarts

The new place is like an area in the game where only the ground is loaded, with thick fog blocking the line of sight.Two tired and gloomy wizards were already waiting here.One of them held a gold watch to count the time, and the other took notes with a pen and paper.Dressed in anachronistic and bizarre costumes, they responded unselfconsciously to Mr. Weissley's greetings, which informed them of the location of the venue.

The groundskeeper is a Muggle.His first name is unknown, only his last name is Roberts.He was very enthusiastic, a little weirdly enthusiastic. When he took the banknotes handed over by Sirius, he said: "Are you here to communicate with these foreigners? These people wear weird clothes, are not good at arithmetic, and some of them are holding gold coins. Have to pay..."

The administrator's house is a stone house. Behind the stone house are various strange-looking tents gathered together.Sirius looked into the venue. After confirming that all the people in the venue were wizards, he said strangely: "No, we are not responsible for communicating with them."

After thinking about it for a while, Sirius Black couldn't think of how to explain his purpose due to Mr. Roberts' Muggle status.It was at this time that a wizard descended from the sky, and in Mr. Roberts's surprised and confused eyes, he gave him a forgetting spell openly.

DeWitt noticed Hermione folding her arms, her fingers resting on the crook of her elbows.

After Mr. Roberts gave him the map and change, the wizard walked away and complained to Mr. Weiss - complaining about casting the Oblivion Curse too many times a day and complaining about the man named Ludo Bagman who was traveling with him. Wizards would only be of no help... Hermione's fingertips tapped her arm more and more frequently. When she saw Mr. Roberts' treatment, she couldn't help but think about her parents and whether her relatives who were connected by blood would also suffer this kind of treatment. treatment?Improper casting of the Forgetting Spell will have serious consequences, and the consequences of memory loss and forgetfulness can fall on Mr. Roberts today, and they may fall on any other ordinary person tomorrow.Anxiety accumulates, waiting for a moment when something will change.

Follow the directions on the map to find your assigned open space.Blake and Weiss were together.

"I found some connections," Sirius Black said to Harry: "I specially asked someone to separate our camp with Wes's camp so that you can be closer to your friends. How about it?"

Harry smiled gratefully and said, "Actually...I don't care even if you live with someone you know."

A sarcastic bitter smile flashed across Sirius's face: "Me? Who still knows me now? Everyone was scolding me when I was in prison, but now that I have been rehabilitated - on the contrary, everyone has forgotten me within a few days. .”

Harry couldn't say anything better, he could only offer a few words of dry comfort, but Sirius Black actually didn't care. The more than ten years in Azkaban allowed him to say all this calmly.

"Come help me," Blake unbuttoned the top button of his shirt and threw his coat on the grass aside. "Let's start setting up the tent."

Blake and Weiss came to two campsites, with a total of three tents.The ladies had a separate tent, DeWitt and Harry lived in the new tent Blake had bought, and the other boys from the Weiss family lived in the tent borrowed by Arthur Weiss.These tents look like tents from the outside, but after entering, they look like complete suites. The interior space is expanded by magic ten times.

"This decoration," Ron smacked his tongue and sighed when visiting the tent Sirius bought, "it's really amazing."

"The purchase is too big, so there are a lot of vacancies," Black said nonchalantly: "If you want to live here, feel free to come, and there are too few people here."

The twins took Ron back to their tent, but soon they turned back.

"Dad asked us to collect some firewood to boil water," Fred asked, "Are you coming?"

George added: "By the way, Mom also asked Ron to fetch water. Ron asked us to ask you - Harry, do you want to go with him? Allow me to express my opinion. The job of fetching water is completely He can do it alone.”

Harry looked to Sirius Black for advice from his godfather, and Black laughed, stood up, patted Harry on the back and said, "Come on, let's all go help."

The thick fog gradually dissipated, and the various tents standing in the forest clearly appeared before people's eyes.Quidditch fans from all over the world gather here.The solitary ones only gather with acquaintances, while the enthusiastic ones visit each other everywhere and look at each other with cold or curious eyes.In the end, Harry did not choose to collect firewood with the twins. He went to accompany his good friend.Hermione stayed at the camp, assisting Mrs. Weiss with some chores along with Ginny.Wes came to the house and acted together with the eldest, second and third eldest children.

"Percy would have followed us in the past," George or Fred said angrily: "Now he feels that he has grown up, and he will follow us even if Bill and Charlie don't call him."

DeWitt drew his wand and prepared to collect firewood.

"You want to use magic?" the twins said, "Dad said the Ministry of Magic does not allow magic here."

"Since when have you been so obedient?"

"You're right." The twins also pulled out their wands.

The work of collecting firewood was completed immediately, and the magic selected the suitable sticks for firewood quickly and accurately.

"Let's wait for a while and then go back," Fred or George said wittily: "Otherwise we'll finish it too quickly, and Mom and Dad will be able to tell that we used magic."

There was a slight pause.

"Let me tell you," DeWitt said, "I changed the candy you gave me. I used the shape-shifting technique and moved my hands a little faster. What you eat in your mouth is your own candy."

"We didn't want to ask this," the twins pretended to be surprised. They actually wanted to ask, so they planned to ask, but they were a little uncomfortable with the question being predicted. They were proud of their elusiveness, so they defended themselves: "We wanted to ask. ...Well..." Under DeWitt's glance, they still admitted: "We do want to ask this, but this is just one of them, we also want to ask - about you and Hermione!"

It was clear that talking about Hermione was a last minute thought.

"What do you want to say?"

"Haha," the twins laughed a few times and said, "We want to hear... people's experiences, such as... love..."

DeWitt stood next to a diseased dead tree. He showed no expression and had no contact with the tree. A dry smile like a dead tree appeared on his face and he said: "There is nothing to say."

"I like Angelina," one of the twins said, and immediately he said, "I'm Fred, and I don't know what to do."

George was uncharacteristically quiet, staring at a spider in the pile of firewood.

"When the time comes, everything will happen naturally," DeWitt could only say after holding back for a long time, because he did not speak first when the relationship between him and Hermione was established: "You have to ask me when - I All I can say is that I will know when the time comes, but I can’t tell.”