Dressed as a Hogwarts portrait

"This is clearly a very bad idea!"

The hot weather in August was a bit abnormal. After more than half a year of recuperation at home, Sirius finally recovered a little bit of the demeanor of the handsome prince of Gryffindor in the past. He still looked like the decadent charm of a down-and-out nobleman. Wearing the Muggle clothes that his godson, the savior of the wizarding world specially bought for him, the rough and tight sleeves made him very dissatisfied. When Harry was in school, he went to the Ministry of Magic to ask to be an Auror , Fudge and a group of people's cynicism fell on deaf ears, and they continued to privately pursue the whereabouts of Peter Pettigrew.

It has to be said that the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic are obviously not as fast as him.

Black, who had been escaped by that cunning mouse several times, was angry, and suddenly realized that summer was coming, and he had to obediently go home to accompany his godson on vacation.

Turned into a big black dog lying on Privet Drive all day, and whenever he saw the Dursleys, he would rush to bark his teeth and howl.Successfully made the other party's family of three choose summer travel in the panic life, leaving Harry alone at home.

The next thing is even simpler. Beginning in August, the Quidditch World Cup final is coming soon. Because the old house at No. 12 Grimmauld Place is too dark and messy, Black brings Harry to the Weasleys' house, and After a day of eating, I got up in the early morning and used the door key to the reserved venue.

"Don't say that, this is a very important organizational problem," Arthur Weasley said happily, pulling himself in a Muggle suit, "You must know that there will be about [-] wizards coming to the World Cup, The Ministry of Magic simply doesn't have a magic field big enough to accommodate them. So we have to find a deserted wilderness and set up more Muggle defense measures. Since the beginning of the new year, the entire Ministry of Magic has been busy with this. First of all , Arrivals must be arranged, people with low fares have to arrive two weeks in advance. A certain number of people must also be limited to use Muggle transport. But we can't use too much, this season is not British tourism gold at all During this period, it will attract the attention of the Muggle government-think about it, wizards from all over the world will come, Quidditch is the largest grand ceremony in the wizarding world, no one can refuse, including those social occasions that do not appear even in schools If you don’t go to the hidden family, you will see many celebrities and powerful wizards that you don’t usually see. Even if you use apparition, you must have a safe place away from Muggles for them to appear, ah, that is the forest over there .For those who don't want to Apparate or don't have an Apparation license, use Portkeys. In the UK we have close to two hundred of them."

The Savior seemed curious about the junk-shaped portkeys.

"Hi Harry, I'm dizzy."

Hermione held her forehead, and beside her was an excited Ron.

What they came to was a desolate and misty wilderness.

Two grumpy-looking wizards looked wearily over. They were all dressed in Muggle clothes, but they were very ridiculous. One of the men with a watch was wearing a tweed plaid jacket over suit trousers, while the other was holding a watch. A roll of thick parchment quills in a highland man's skirt draped over a raincoat.

Hermione and Harry looked at each other, thinking that the two wizards must have failed Muggle Studies when they went to school.

"Good morning." Mr. Weasley was busy greeting and handing over the door keys.

"Hello, Arthur," the tired wizard suddenly raised his head and said, "Principal Dumbledore just arrived 10 minutes ago, and asked you to wait for him in front of the Malfoy family's tent."

Uh--

The two adults and three children present were all stunned.

Telling Weasley, a blood traitor, to go to the platinum noble's tent to find the greatest white wizard in the world?

Apparently Merlin had a convulsion today.

"You, what did you say?" Arthur Weasley stammered.

"What's wrong with your expression? Believe me, you are no more tired than us who have been on duty for two consecutive days and two nights. Your camp is over there. Let me see... Ah, yes, about a quarter of a mile, Camp No. [-], hurry up, we have to rush to receive the next batch of wizards coming with Portkeys."

Silence, and soon this little episode was dismissed as an unsuccessful joke by the two Ministry staff.

Dense tent areas of various colors have appeared before their eyes.

Hermione and Harry found helplessly that, according to their deduction, most wizards could not pass the Muggle Studies class.

One out of ten tents has a chimney on top of it... well, it's the magic tent maker's fault, and one out of ten tents also has a gorgeous attic skylight, well, it's a tent deluxe travel kit, But those colorful decorations are strange. Muggle tents don't hang doorbells, let alone stretch out a platform with various flowers and plants in the middle of the tent.

The most outrageous is the middle of the camp.

A white tent was eccentrically hung with various precious striped silks and around it, a white peacock paced there with gorgeous feathers.The most exaggerated thing is that there is a small fountain decorated in elf style at the door.

"You can tell with your nose that it belongs to the Malfoy family..."

Before Sirius could finish his sentence, he saw an old wizard with a white beard in a pink bubble-patterned Muggle shirt walk into the tent.

Silence, is that true?

Lucius Malfoy didn't bring his heir to watch the World Cup, more precisely, he was planning to go home tonight with Dragon Apparition and then go straight into the box to watch the game.

Because the current atmosphere is really too weird.

For the Nth time, I controlled myself not to look at two noble teenagers who were leaning together, with exactly the same appearance, and even wearing the same clothes. At first glance, they definitely thought they were twins. They all looked exactly the same, except that one wore a gold locket while the other wore a turquoise brooch on his breast.

"Good morning, Your Excellency the Duke."

This old fox dressed strangely but still thinks he is normal, Albus Dumbledore seems to have suddenly suffered from presbyopia, or else he has dementia. He insisted on treating the two in front of him as one, and continued with a smile: I didn't expect you to be very interested in Quidditch, of course I don't mind you sharing my box, old people like me always have special care."

Blinking those blue eyes, Mimi continued to smile and said:

"Has Iris received the notice? Of course, I mean, I am honored to receive a reply from His Excellency the Duke. I have been worrying about that position every year for more than ten years...but now it seems that maybe you are more willing to receive What is the admission notice?"

Both Slytherins frowned at the same time.

"Dumbledore."

The low-pitched warning, the cold and low-alcohol voice still has the elegance and melodiousness of a teenager, and it hardly sounds deterrent.The platinum nobleman froze his face and tried his best to hold back a smile.

"Yes, I have to explain to students why their new professor doesn't look as old as they do, and that's kind of a nuisance, too."

Dumbledore took out the candy he was carrying with him from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth: "Is Miss Aerys still asleep? I still have her Christmas present from last year."

"Dumbledore, are you here to inquire about Grindelwald?" Looking playfully at the wand in his hand, in March of this year, Ling Cha used an Oblivion Curse, which successfully made Ollivander feel nothing at all. Remember that he "destroyed" the most "magical" wand thousands of years ago, and now he and Salazar each have one.

"If it's true, I have to say, you are stupid, and so is the so-called Dark Lord in Germany!"

Dumbledore froze for a moment, looking at Lucius Malfoy, who shone like the exquisite decoration inside the gorgeous tent but was no different from the background from beginning to end, wisely, he did not show any emotion.

"Oh, people will always choose something that has to be done, but is actually very stupid." After stroking his beard, Dumbledore was ready to leave appropriately:

"Then see you tonight, Your Excellency."

As soon as the headmaster went out, he saw one from the savior, two from the Weasley family, one from the Gryffindor activity library, and a big black dog, all staring at him in amazement.

"Good morning!" Dumbledore smiled happily, and he was looking forward to September more and more.