v2 Chapter 501： a mess of the Ministry of Magic

On the last night, Percy returned to the Burrow early.

He looks tired, but extraordinarily sultry.

"It's really a mess." Percy told me in a timely manner, "I'm like a firefighting for a whole week. People keep sending screams, of course, if you don't open the screaming letter right away, it's It will explode. I have burnt marks everywhere on the table, and the best quill has become a pile of charcoal."

"Why do they have to send a screaming letter?" Ginny asked.

She was sitting on the carpet in front of the fire in the living room, and repairing her "Thousands of Magical Herbs and Pestle" with transparent magic tape.

undefined"This is also used to say, of course, to complain about the safety of the World Cup." Percy said, "They want to get compensation, and Mundungus Fletcher made a list of five hundred gold plus medical charges, and said that he The tent was broken and asked us to compensate him for a tent with twelve bedrooms and a jacuzzi. But I found out the details of his bottom, he was not injured at all, and actually was on a stick. The night before the cloak."

That night, while the vampire was attacking in the stadium, the camping area was also attacked.

Many people have been embarrassed, especially the tents near Crouch's house, which is the hardest hit.

The vampires probably thought that Little Batty Crouch was hiding in the tent, so he raided the area.

Of course, they did not find anything, but they caused a lot of witches to suffer heavy losses.

You know, in order to show up in the World Cup, the wizards took a lot of good things in the tent.

Mrs. Weasley gave them a few drinks and glanced at the old clock on the corner.

It's a magic clock. If you want to know the time, it's completely useless, but it can provide you with many other situations.

It has nine golden needles, each with the name of the Weasley family.

There are no numbers on the clock face, but there is a place where every family member may be.

There are "home", "school" and "work", as well as "road", "missing", "hospital", "prison" and so on.

At 12 o'clock on the ordinary clock, it is marked "life is dangerous."

Although the appearance of this watch is not very good, it is a very rare magic item.

It was passed down by the Weasley family. No matter how lonely, the pure-blooded wizard family has some treasures at the bottom of the box.

This magic clock is such a thing, as long as you put a pointer on behalf of a family member, you can use it.

Like the live map, it involves the magic of name learning during production and use.

This is a very cold, very deep branch of magic, only a powerful and knowledgeable wizard can be involved.

For example, Voldemort, he cast a spell on his name, as long as the area where the name is mentioned will be perceived, and destroy the simple defensive magic around, the Death Eaters will rush in the first time, so everyone Very fearful, afraid to mention the name, but to use the mysterious person to call Voldemort.

This is another extreme use of the magic of name learning, and probably only a really powerful black wizard will do this.

All in all, this aspect is too rare, and there is not much that Irwin can get from the magic book.

Every time he saw this clock, he had an impulse to open it and look at the internal structure.

At this moment, the eight needles on the clock point to the position of the "home".

Mr. Weasley's root is the longest of the nine needles and still points to "work".

Mrs. Weasley sighed and said sadly, "From the day the mysterious man lost, Arthur never needed to work overtime. Now they have to ruin him. If he doesn't come back soon, his dinner will be spoiled. ""

"Hey, Dad thinks he has to make up for the mistake he made on the final day, right?" Percy said. "To be honest, he didn't ask his department leaders to be public, it's not wise enough."

"It's all Skeeter's nasty woman writing a letter, how dare you blame your dad!" Mrs. Weasley suddenly fired and said loudly.

"If Dad doesn't say anything, Rita's old guy will comment again that the people in the Ministry of Magic say nothing, and lose points." Bill, who is playing chess with Ron, said, "Rita Skeeter never writes. Remember the good words of others, she once interviewed all the cursers of Gringotts, and then called me a long-haired ghost!"

"Your head is a bit long, dear!" said Mrs. Weasley softly, "You just let me."

"No, Mom."

Rain hit the window of the living room, and Ai Wen sat in the ancient magic of the fire in front of the fire.

Not far from him, Hermione concentrated on reading Standard Spells, Level 4.

Charlie was tying a fire-proof hooded hood, and Harry was wiping his fire arrow, the gift that Hermione gave him on his thirteenth birthday, the Flying Broom Care Handbook, which is now open at his feet. .

Fred and George sat in a corner over there, holding a quill, his head on a piece of parchment, whispering about something, a sneaky sneaky way to let others know.

"What are you two doing?" Mrs. Weasley asked sternly, staring at the twins with her eyes.

"Doing homework." Fred replied vaguely.

"Don't be a shame, now it's a holiday," said Mrs. Weasley.

"Yeah, we are a little dragged," said George.

"You shouldn't think about what Wesley magic tricks?" Mrs. Weasley pointed out sharply.

"Oh, Mom," Fred looked at her, his face showing a painful expression. "If the Hogwarts train crashed tomorrow, both George and I will die. You think of us from you." The last sentence I heard here is an unfounded accusation. What is your taste?"

Everyone laughed, and Mrs. Weasley couldn't help herself.

"Oh, your dad is back!" She looked up at the clock again and suddenly said.

Mr. Weasley's needle suddenly jumped from "going to work" to "on the road".

After a clock, it trembled with other needles and stopped at the "home" position.

At this time, everyone heard the shouts from Mr. Weasley in the kitchen.

"Come, Arthur!" Mrs. Weasley said loudly, and hurried out of the room.

After a moment, Mr. Weasley took his dinner with a tray and walked into the warm living room.

He was exhausted and looked exhausted to the extreme.

"Oh, the more out of things," he stole, sitting on an armchair by the fireplace, slouching with some crumpled broccoli on the plate, and said to Mrs. Weasley, "Rita Schi I've been battling around the entire week to find out if there's more confusion in the Ministry of Magic. Now that she's missing the old Bertha's disappearance, it seems that this is the headline of the Daily Prophet's tomorrow. Said to Ludo, he should have sent someone to find her."

A few days ago, the editor of The Daily Prophet sent a letter to Ai Wen.

The letter said that Rita Skeeter wanted to interview him, but Ai Wen did not give her a chance and refused directly.

He doesn't want the other person to describe himself as a little monster with bad habits, or a black wizard.

This woman has been making rumors to attract the public's attention, and Ai Wen is still a little farther away from her.

Of course, if Rita Skeeter provokes himself, Ai Wen will not be polite, but he knows the other person's handle. (To be continued.