The Occult 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 are already waiting here. One of them is holding a gold watch to count the time, and the other is holding a

They took notes with pen and paper. Wearing inappropriate and strange clothes, they responded to Mr. Wesley's greetings and informed them of the location of the venue without knowing it.

The manager of the venue is a Muggle. His name is unknown, only his surname is Roberts. He is very enthusiastic, a little strangely enthusiastic. When he took the banknotes handed over by Sirius, he said: "Are you here to be responsible for communicating with these foreigners?

These people wear weird clothes, are not good at arithmetic, and some of them hold gold coins to pay..."

The administrator's house was a stone house. Behind the stone house were 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.

Communicate with them.”

After thinking about it again and again, due to Mr. Roberts' Muggle status, Sirius Black couldn't think of how to explain his purpose. At this moment, a wizard fell from the sky. In Mr. Roberts's surprised and confused eyes, he looked upright.

Guangming gave him a forgetting spell.

DeWitt noticed that Hermione had folded 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. Weasley—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 such a thing.

Treatment? Improper casting of the Forgetting Curse will cause serious consequences, and the consequences of losing memory and forgetfulness can fall on Mr. Roberts today, and may fall on any other ordinary person tomorrow. Uneasiness accumulates

, waiting for a certain moment when a qualitative change occurs.

Follow the directions on the map to find the allocated open space. Blake and Weslai each share one.

"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.

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Harry couldn't say anything better, so he could only offer a few dry words of 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: "We're going to start setting up the tent."

Blake and Wes came to two campsites, with three tents in total. The ladies had a separate tent, DeWitt and Harry stayed in the new tent Blake bought, and the other boys from the Wes family stayed in Arthur Weiss.

Come to the borrowed tents. These tents look like tents from the outside, but after entering, they are complete suites. The interior space is expanded by magic ten times.

"This decoration," Ron smacked his tongue and exclaimed 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: "You can come here if you want to live here, and there are too few people here."

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

"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

You can let him do it alone."

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

The dense fog gradually dissipated, and various tents lined up clearly appeared in front of people's eyes. Quidditch fans from all over the world gathered here. The lonely ones only gathered with acquaintances, and the enthusiastic ones visited everywhere and used

They looked at each other with cold or curious eyes. In the end, Harry did not choose to go collect firewood with the twins. He went to accompany his good friend. Hermione stayed in the camp and assisted Mrs. Weiss with some chores with Ginny.

.The eldest, second and third eldest sons of Wes came to the house to act together.

"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 pulled out his magic wand and was about to start collecting firewood.

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

"When did you become 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 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."

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"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!"

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Obviously, talking about Hermione was something they thought of temporarily.

"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, expressionless, and had no contact with the tree. A dry smile like a dead tree appeared on his face and 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 unusually quiet, staring at a spider in the pile of firewood.

"When the time comes, everything will happen naturally," DeWitt could only say after holding it in 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.”

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