Harry Potter Raven's Claw

Umbridge's smile froze because she found that everyone's eyes were not on her at all, but were always focused behind her.

She instinctively looked back and saw Ron, wearing a Hogwarts uniform and looking depressed, getting out of the car.

"Weasley is our king..."

In an instant, everyone present sang the song "Weasley is our king" in unison. Ron was shocked. He couldn't believe that so many people would come to greet him!

They even wrote a song for themselves?

Ron began to wonder if he was dreaming. He pinched his arm very hard, but the tingling sensation from his arm told him that all this was true.

A bright smile bloomed on Ron's face, but it didn't take long before that smile froze like Umbridge before.

Because after singing the short song, the crowd in the foyer shouted the names of George and Fred, Ron realized that he was completely exposed to his brothers' eyes, and the expression on his face became extremely ugly.

Umbridge, who was standing beside her, was so angry that she trembled all over, but she couldn't get angry in front of everyone, so she could only snort coldly and squeeze out the crowd and disappeared into the castle.

At this time, Mike found that the bus still had no intention of driving away. He couldn't help but feel a little confused, but at this moment, the two of them got out of the car, and the appearance of these two made Mike and Harry stunned.

"Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, why are you here?"

Harry shouted and went to meet him, but after Mrs. Weasley hugged Harry and kissed her, she looked at Mike beside her.

"We are here to find Mike," Mr. Weasley said in due time. "Mac, can you tell me where George and Fred went?"

As soon as this said, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Mike tightly.

Obviously, everyone is very curious about the whereabouts of the brothers George and Fred.

However, Mike naturally could not expose the whereabouts of the Weasley brothers in public, so he nodded and said:

"It's not appropriate to speak here, please come with me."

Then, Mike led the Weasleys and Harry to an uninhabited dormitory in the Lavenclaw lounge. During this period, Mike was observing the Weasleys' condition. Mr. Weasley was relatively relaxed and even had the leisure to observe the surrounding scenery. But Mrs. Weasley was different. Along the way, she frowned and lowered her head without saying a word. Her steps were also fast, and she looked very anxious.

"Mike, tell me quickly, I can't wait."

As soon as the few people entered the room, Mrs. Weasley grabbed Mike's hand and said anxiously.

Seeing this, Mike frowned and said:

"Didn't George and Fred send you a letter? I remember asking them to inform you as soon as that happened."

"Yes, they sent a letter, but that's not much different from not sending it." Mr. Weasley looked depressed. "They said in the letter that they did something very 'exciting', and then you entrusted the important task to go abroad to develop overseas markets for Los Angeles Group. Damn they didn't even tell us any country they went to!"

"Mike, tell us quickly, what exactly is the 'exciting' thing they said? We were almost scared to death after we knew they were wanted by the Ministry of Magic!"

Harry and Hermione looked at each other. They really didn't expect George and Fred to dare to deceive the Weasleys in such a thing.

Mike on the side is not much better. It is really unreliable for the Weasley brothers to do things. Mike really wants to give each of them a "Tarang Terra Dance" and let them dance the awkward dance all day!

But looking at the worried expression on the Weasleys' faces in front of us, Mike sighed and told the story.

"How dare they...?"

Mrs. Weasley's face turned pale and shivered in anger, while Mr. Weasley, who was beside her, smiled bitterly twice:

"No wonder the director has been wearing my shoes recently, and it turns out that the roots are here."

Mrs. Weasley's mood was a little out of control, and she kept cursing the Weasley brothers there, which also contained many strange swear words that Mike couldn't understand. For example, Mrs. Weasley compared the Weasley brothers to rotten potatoes. This strange metaphor made Mike, Harry and others confused.

But facing Mrs. Weasley who was angry, everyone obviously did not interrupt her and asked what the rotten potato meant. Everyone, including Mike, stood quietly by the side, waiting for Mrs. Weasley to finish her anger.

After scolding for almost half an hour, Mrs. Weasley stopped calm. She gasped and stared at Mike with her red eyes:

"So, where are those two rotten potatoes now?"

"France!"

Mike said without hesitation where the Weasley brothers were.

This is a mess they left behind, and Mike believes that he has no reason to cover it up for them, both in terms of emotion and reason.

"Where is France? I'm going to go over and smash their butts now!"

"Paris!" said Mike, "I can take you there myself, and I am very angry at their behavior!

"Thank you, Mike."

"It's okay, please come with me."

As he said that, Mike snapped his fingers, and the house elf Shuke appeared in front of everyone.

Under Mike's guidance, the Weasleys put their hands on Shuke's arm. Seeing this, Harry and the other two were anxious and said hurriedly:

"Mike, we're going too!"

"no!"

Before Mike could speak, a loud shout came from Mrs. Weasley's mouth.

"The exam is about to happen, and you all have to stay in Hogwarts and study hard! Especially you, Ron! Don't forget that you have missed a whole month of courses. If your OWLS exam results are not ideal, I will definitely make you regret being born to me!"

Faced with Mrs. Weasley's roar, Harry and the other two shrank their heads together, and Ron took a few steps back in fear.

Seeing this, Mrs. Weasley hummed with satisfaction and said to Mike:

"Let's go, Mike!"

"As for orders, my wife."

Mike said with a smile, and then ordered Shuke to start the teleportation.

After a moment of dizziness, several people appeared in a magnificent room.

There were a large number of fireplaces in the room, and many men and women in suits were constantly drilling out of the fireplace, nodding to Mike, and then quickly leaving the room.

The Weasleys looked at the room curiously. The dense fireplaces and the crowds coming and going reminded them of the magical hall.

"This is the teleportation hall of the headquarters of the Los Santo Group. They are all our employees." Mike explained. "There are door keys directly to Paris, France. Only with it, we can go to France. But it should be noted that our door keys have not been reviewed by the door key management department, so please keep them confidential."

"Don't worry, we won't tell you, go!"

Mr. Weasley seemed a little anxious, but the smile on his face made Mike doubt whether he was so anxious because he wanted to see his son earlier or simply wanted to use the cross-border door key.

Shaking his head, Mike nodded to Shuke, who led everyone to a room next door.

The room is very small, with no windows around it, and there is an empty space with only a wooden table in the center, and above it is a tin bucket.

Mike and Weasley walked forward and put their arms on the edge of the bucket.

A huge suction force suddenly appeared, and the surrounding space twisted under the influence of this suction force. Then Mike and others were sucked into the bucket as if they were put into the toilet.

"Bang! Bang!"

The iron bucket finally calmed down after a sway, but Mike and Weasley were also missing.

Shuke, who was beside him, lowered his eyes and slowly stepped back and closed the door.

At the same time, in a souvenir shop in Paris, France, a freckled white boy crossed his legs, humming a small song while watching the crowd coming and going in front of him.

This souvenir shop is not big, with only one store covering an area of ​​about 5 square meters and a small lounge behind it.

Even the items placed on the shelves are pitifully few, and the categories are single and boring.

Therefore, the business in the store is very deserted, and few tourists coming and going will actually come to the store to consume.

This is not in common sense, because the location of this store is not low, and there is no doubt that this souvenir shop called "Mickey Miao House" is operating at a loss every month.

But the boy didn't seem to care about it. He looked at the bright sunshine outside comfortably, picked up the teacup and prepared to taste the British black tea he had just made.

However, as soon as his finger touched the teacup, a paper windmill on the shelf in front of him suddenly became windless.

Seeing this, the boy suddenly bounced off the chair, excitedly pushed open the door of the lounge and walked in.

In the small lounge, Mr. Weasley was holding Mrs. Weasley who was constantly retching, while Mike looked at them helplessly.

This is a side effect of using a door key. The symptoms reflected by the person will be different. Generally, only those who conduct frequent transmissions can be immune to this symptom, but it is obvious that Mrs. Weasley is not listed here.

At this time, the young man in the store pushed the door and gave a chest-beating ceremony to Mike, his excitement was beyond words.

Mike nodded at him with a smile.

This is the teleportation point arranged by the Los Santo Group in Paris, and the shops outside are just disguised.

After saying some intense words to the boy and fainted from excitement again, Mrs. Weasley's symptoms had also disappeared.

Seeing this, Mike nodded and took the Weasleys and his wife to leave the shop.

The young man in the shop saluted again at Mike's departure back, and the fist placed on his left chest had never been put down for a long time.

As a tourist city with a very deep cultural heritage, Paris has a large number of scenic spots and historical sites, attracting countless tourists every year. Except for a few remote places and private offices, the whole city is very lively.

Mike and his wife were infiltrated into the crowd. Mr. Weasley seemed to be in a good mood. He was almost curious about everything he saw in front of him. Whenever something he had not seen appeared around him, he would ask Mike excitedly.

He was particularly interested in mobile phones. He called them a mirror with buttons that glowed, and believed that this was used by Muggles to make up. Mike took a lot of effort to convince him that mobile phones were a communication tool, which was equivalent to a double-sided mirror.

Mrs. Weasley seemed more anxious. She frowned and looked at Mike and Mr. Weasley who were strolling in the garden, hoping to knock off their dog heads directly.

Finally, when Mr. Weasley stopped for the third time to observe the statue on the roadside, Mrs. Weasley could no longer hold it back.

She reached out and grabbed Mr. Weasley's ear and pulled him forward amid Mr. Weasley's screams and begged for mercy.

Mike next to him swallowed a big mouthful of saliva. Mrs. Weasley's appearance at this moment was completely different from the dignified and virtuous wife in daily life. She was simply a tigress.

But this is understandable, because the statue that Mr. Weasley carefully observed this time was a half-body stone statue that was waved by European and American women, well, the kind that was not wearing clothes.

And at this moment, Mrs. Weasley turned her head and looked at Mike, changing her previous toughness facing Mr. Weasley, and asked in a warm voice:

"Mike, how long will we have to go?"

This change in her attitude made Mike feel a little overwhelmed. He looked at Mr. Weasley, who was still screaming, and said with some stuttering:

"Well, we...we have actually arrived."

"Has?" Mrs. Weasley looked around and saw that there were shops opened by Muggles and Muggle passengers coming and going. There was no sign of a wizard at all. "Did George and Fred hide among Muggles? This is a really good idea! Even the people from the Ministry of Magic would never think they would do this!"

"Madam Weasley, in fact, after they arrived in England, they opened a magic joke house with their money, and their shop was here." Mike said, walking to Mr Weasley, "Please make it."

"No question...ah! Jasmine! No!"

Mr. Weasley instinctively wanted to get out of the way, but Mrs. Weasley behind him pulled him away by the ear.

Gasing, Mike took out his wand and beat the head rhythmically around the statue that Mr. Weasley had stopped to observe.

Then under the surprised gaze of the Weasleys, the surrounding scenes changed surprisingly.

I saw a long street suddenly emerged with the stone statue as the center.

Everything around Mike and others, including the skyscrapers and pedestrians, was forced to be squeezed away by it!

This change happened very quickly. When Mike reacted, he found that he was already on another street.

This street is as lively as the original one, with people coming and going and countless shops everywhere, but the difference between the two is that the shops placed in this street are all rare goods that Muggle society cannot see. For example, a beauty shop specializing in selling various magic cosmetics, owls keep flying out of the fallen owl post office, and a potion shop that exudes a strong herb fragrance...

The crowd around them is no longer dressed in the same-sized muggles, but is dressed in strange ways, making people wonder whether they are still human wizards!