Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

It can be said that Kyle is already familiar with using the door key to travel, and he stood firmly on the ground after finishing. ☟♦

Harry and Ron bumped into each other as they landed, nearly driving their heads into the bushes nearby.

"Five and seven, from Stoat Mountain," said a voice.

In front of them, stood two tired and sullen wizards, who should be the ones responsible for registration.

"Good morning, Basil," said Mr. Weasley. He picked up the worn boot and handed it over. The man threw it into a large box next to him, which contained used door keys. In addition to boots, there are old newspapers, empty cans, and broken light bulbs...

"Hello, Arthur." Basil said tiredly, with thick dark circles on his face, "I'm not on duty, so lucky... But you'd better get out of the way, there's a big group of people coming at a quarter past five. From the Black Forest.

Weasley's camp... Oh, I found it. Walk a quarter of a mile forward and you will find the first field. The administrator is Mr. Roberts..."

"Sorry." At this time, Kyle suddenly said: "Excuse me, has Conner Prince arrived?"

Basil glanced at the thick parchment in his hand, "She is ten minutes ahead of you, and she is also the first field."

"Thanks."

Mr. Weasley also noticed that he didn't seem to want to say much, so he asked everyone to leave.

"I think the two of them have been here all night, and there will be at least ten hours left. This is not an easy job."

"Is it just the two of them?" Harry asked.

"I think so," said Mr. Weasley. "The Ministry of Magic is understaffed..."

They walked through the desolate swamp for about twenty minutes. Gradually, a door appeared in front of them, and then a small stone house. Behind them, hundreds of strange-shaped tents could be faintly seen.

Several people came to the stone house. There was a man standing at the door, talking to another wizard, with lingering doubts on his face.

Because the other party was wearing long rubber galoshes and a South American cloak, he asked him if he wanted Galleons or Sickles.

Mr. Roberts repeatedly explained that what he wanted was pounds.

Apparently, this was a real Muggle, and probably the only one in the place.

In the end, the man simply handed him a handful of Galleons impatiently and asked him to exchange it at Gringotts.

Mr. Roberts grabbed a handful of gold coins and everyone was stunned.

At this moment, a wizard wearing bloomers suddenly landed next to him from the sky.

"Everything is forgotten!"

Suddenly, Mr. Roberts's eyes became distracted, and his face showed a dazed look.

The gold coins in his hand were also taken away and replaced with several pounds.

"I'll give you a camp plan." Mr. Roberts calmly took out a map and handed it to the wizard in front of him.

"The Forgetting Curse..." Harry frowned and said, "Why can't they let a wizard be the camp administrator."

"I don't know, but..." Mr. Weasley suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Maybe some people want to use this to show that they get along well with Muggles... You know, many of the people who came this time are It’s a foreign wizard. s⃞ h⃞ u⃞ x⃞ .⃞ c⃞ o⃞ m⃞”

As he said that, Mr. Weasley curled his lips, as if he didn't like this behavior... But who said this was the minister's request, and he couldn't change it.

After the wizard left, it was over to Mr. Weasley.

Behind the team, Fred winked at Kyle and quickly left the team.

"Dad, let's go hang out at the camp. See you soon!" Fred said, and ran towards the camp with George.

Kyle, Cedric and Qiu followed immediately.

"Remember, don't run around and don't get into trouble!" Mr. Weasley shouted from behind: "Or I'll tell your mother when you get back!"

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Several people waved their hands to show that they heard.

They came all the way to the camp before stopping.

Fred and George turned their heads and said impatiently: "How about staying here? There are already a lot of people here."

Kyle looked around.

Indeed, there were two dense rows of tents next to them, and many wizards were outside, greeting people they knew well.

"No problem." Kyle nodded.

Cedric clicked the stone next to him with his wand, and it turned into a small car with a bucket.

Kyle took out several boxes that had been casted with traceless stretching spells, opened the lids, and placed them neatly on the cart.

Then he picked up a firework and threw it into the sky.

"Bang!"

Fireworks exploded, forming a giant clover pattern in mid-air.

The movement here quickly attracted the attention of many people.

"Oh... this is great!" A young man who was obviously an Irish fan ran over, pointed at the fireworks in the sky and asked, "How much does this cost?"

"Two Sickles a piece. If you buy ten, you only have to pay one Galleung."

"Give me ten." The man took out a gold coin. "Oh, this hat is not bad. It can actually dance. Give me one too. I want the Irish team's... and the flag... I can be a player. I also want pictorials of iconic moves, preferably Ivanova..."

In the end, the man left five galleons and left with a lot of content and satisfaction.

When they first opened the shop, they encountered such a wealthy customer. Fred and George almost laughed from ear to ear.

"These things look good..." Another middle-aged wizard came over.

"But I support Bulgaria, do you have it here?"

"Of course." Fred threw another firework, this time it exploded into a red lion.

"I also want ten, one galleons, right..." the man said, "and I also want a hat and a badge, also from Bulgaria."

"no problem……"

A lot of people came around because of their curiosity, and because the prices of these things are not expensive, everyone is basically willing to spend some money to buy some interesting gadgets.

You have to buy these things anyway. Watching the game with empty hands will directly reduce the experience by half.

And most of the wizards who can afford the tickets don't care about the small amount of money, including the young children, who will also use the pocket money they have saved all summer to pick two things they like.

"Hello, I want a badge." Another person came.

The voice was very familiar, and Kyle raised his head subconsciously.

"Kanna!"

Qiu on the side said in surprise: "How did you know we are here?"

"Because I saw this." Kangna raised her finger and pointed at the two patterns in the air, "I guessed it was you guys."

"No wonder you never let those fireworks stop!" Fred looked at Kyle and said suspiciously: "Didn't you want to tell Connor that we are here in this way from the beginning?"

"I see..." George said, "I couldn't figure it out before, why you still insist on setting off fireworks when there are so many customers."

"It works, doesn't it?" Kyle shrugged.

"It's true," Fred said. "The camp is so big, it's not easy to find someone."

"Master Kyle..." a sharp voice came.

Only then did everyone notice that there was an old and ugly house elf accompanying Kangna.

"Kreacher?" Kyle asked, "Why are you here."

"Mr. Snape asked Kreacher to protect Miss Connor... He didn't think it was safe here."

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Kyle always felt that Kreacher still had something to say.

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