Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

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

She instinctively looked back and saw Ron getting out of the car wearing a Hogwarts uniform and a sullen look on his face.

"Weasley is our king..."

In an instant, everyone present sang this song called 'Weasley is Our King' in unison. Ron was stunned. He couldn't believe that there were so many people coming to greet him. he!

They even made up a song about themselves?

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

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

Because the crowd in the foyer actually shouted the names of George and Fred after singing the short song, Ron realized that he was completely influenced by his brothers, and the expression on his face became extremely Ugly.

Umbridge on the side was trembling with anger, but she couldn't get angry in front of everyone. She could only snort and squeeze through the crowd, disappearing into the castle.

At this time, Mike found that the bus still had no intention of leaving. He couldn't help but feel a little confused, but at this moment, two more people got off the bus, and the appearance of these two people made Mike Harry and the others were stunned.

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

Harry shouted and rushed forward, but Mrs. Weasley looked at Mike beside him after hugging Harry and kissing him.

"We are here to find Mike." Mr. Weasley said at the right time, "Mike, can you tell me where George and Fred are?"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding area suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Mike.

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 talk here, please come with me."

Later, Mike led the Weasleys and Harry to an unoccupied dormitory in the Ravenclaw lounge. During this period, Mike had been observing the state of the Weasleys. Among them, Mr. Weasley behaved She was relatively relaxed, and even had the leisure to observe the surrounding scenery, but Mrs. Weasley was different. She frowned and lowered her head in silence all the way, and her steps were fast, looking very anxious.

"Mike, come on, I can't wait."

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

When Mike saw this, he also frowned and said:

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

"Yes, they sent the letter, but it's not much different from not sending it." Mr. Weasley looked depressed, "They said in the letter that they had done some very 'exciting' things, and then you were entrusted with it. They took on the important task of going abroad to develop overseas markets for the Los Santos Group. Damn it, they didn’t even tell us which country they went to!”

"Mike, please tell us, what exactly is this 'exciting' thing they are talking about? We were almost scared to death after we found out that they were wanted by the Ministry of Magic!"

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

Mike on the side is not much better. The Weasley brothers are really unreliable. Now Mike really wants to give each of them a 'tarantella' and let them dance all day long. !

But seeing the extremely worried expressions on the faces of the Weasleys in front of him, Mike still sighed and told what happened.

"They...how dare they?"

Mrs. Weasley's face was livid and she was shaking with anger, while Mr. Weasley on the side smiled bitterly and said:

"No wonder the director has been giving me little shoes to wear lately. It turns out the roots are here."

Mrs. Weasley was a little out of control, and she kept cursing the Weasley brothers, including many strange curse 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 the angry Mrs. Weasley, no one had any intention of interrupting her and asking what rotten potatoes meant. Everyone, including Mike, stood quietly on the side, waiting for Mrs. Weasley. Get rid of your anger.

After scolding for almost half an hour, Mrs. Weasley finally stopped. She breathed heavily, stared at Mike with red eyes and said:

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

"France!"

Mike revealed the whereabouts of the Weasley brothers without hesitation.

This is the mess they left themselves, and Mike sees no reason for him to cover it up for them, either emotionally or rationally.

"Where in France? I'm going to go there and beat their asses right now!"

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

"Thank you, Mike."

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

As he spoke, 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 arms. Seeing this, the three Harrys on the side became anxious and said hurriedly:

"Mike, we're going too!"

"no!"

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

"The exams are coming soon. You all must stay in Hogwarts and study hard! Especially you, Ron! Don't forget that you have been absent from classes for a whole month. If your owls exam results are not satisfactory, , I will definitely make you regret being born by me!"

Faced with Mrs. Weasley's roar, the three Harrys all shrank their heads, and Ron even took a few steps back in fear.

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

"Let's go, Mike!"

"As you command, my lady."

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

After a while, the world was spinning, and 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 emerging from the fireplaces. They nodded to Mike and quickly left the room with their luggage.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley looked at this room curiously. The dense fireplaces and the people coming and going reminded them of a magical hall.

"This is the teleportation hall of the Los Santos Group headquarters. They are all our employees." Mike explained. "Here is the door key to Paris, France. Only with it can we go to France. But we need to pay attention to our door. The key has not been reviewed by the Portkey Management Department, so I ask you both to keep it confidential."

"Don't worry, we won't tell anyone. Let's go!"

Mr. Weasley seemed a little anxious, but the smile on his face made Mike wonder whether he was so anxious because he wanted to see his son as soon as possible or because he simply wanted to use the cross-country portkey.

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

The room was very small, with no windows around it. It was completely empty with only a wooden platform in the center, and an iron bucket placed above the wooden platform.

Mike and the Weasleys stepped forward and put their arms on the edge of the bucket.

A huge suction force suddenly appeared, and the surrounding space was distorted by this suction force. Then Mike and others were sucked into the bucket as if they were put into a toilet.

"哐Chi! 哐Chi!"

The iron bucket shook for a while and finally became quiet, but Mike and the Weasleys had also disappeared.

Shuke on the side lowered his eyes, slowly walked back and closed the door.

At the same time, in a souvenir shop in Paris, France, a freckle-faced white boy was crossing his legs, humming a tune, and looking at the people coming and going in front of him.

This souvenir shop is not big, only a shop covering an area of ​​about five square meters and a small lounge at the back.

Even the products on the shelves are sparse and the categories are monotonous and boring.

Therefore, the business in the store is very deserted, and few tourists coming and going actually enter the store to make purchases.

This is unreasonable, because the land price in the location where this store is located is not low, and a souvenir store like this one called "Mickey's Wonderful House" is undoubtedly operating at a loss every month.

However, the young man didn't seem to care about this. He looked at the bright sunshine outside happily, picked up the teacup and prepared to taste the English black tea he had just brewed.

However, as soon as his fingers touched the tea cup, a paper pinwheel on the shelf in front of him suddenly started to move automatically without any wind.

When the young man saw this, he jumped up from his chair, excitedly opened the door to the lounge and walked in.

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

This is a side effect of using a portkey, and the symptoms reflected vary from person to person. Generally, only people who teleport frequently are immune to this symptom, but obviously, Mrs. Weasley is not among them.

At this time, the young man who was looking after the store pushed open the door and gave Mike a chest-thumping salute. His excitement was palpable.

Mike smiled and nodded to it.

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

Mrs. Weasley's symptoms have disappeared after she said some fierce words to the boy and once again made him almost faint with excitement.

Mike nodded upon seeing this and left the shop with the Weasleys.

The young man looking after the store saluted Mike's leaving figure again, and the fist on his left chest never dropped for a long time.

As a tourist city with a profound cultural heritage, Paris has a large number of historical sites and attractions, attracting countless tourists every year. Except for a few remote places and private offices, the entire city is bustling with activity.

Mike led Mr. and Mrs. Weasley into the crowd. Mr. Weasley seemed to be in a good mood. He was very curious about everything he saw in front of him. Whenever something he hadn't seen appeared around him, He would ask Mike excitedly.

He was particularly interested in mobile phones. He called them mirrors with light-up buttons, and thought they were used by Muggles to touch up makeup. It took a lot of effort for Mike to convince him that mobile phones are a communication tool. , which is equivalent to a double-sided mirror.

Mrs. Weasley seemed more anxious. She frowned at Mike and Mr. Weasley who were strolling in front of them, wishing that they could just knock their heads off.

Finally, when Mr. Weasley stopped for the third time to examine the statue on the side of the road, Mrs. Weasley could stand it no longer.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed Mr. Weasley's ear, pulling him forward while Mr. Weasley screamed for mercy.

Mike next to him swallowed a big gulp of saliva. The way Mrs. Weasley behaved at this moment was completely different from the dignified and virtuous wife she usually was. She was like a tigress.

But this is understandable, because the statue that Mr. Weasley was observing carefully this time was a bust of a European and American woman waving and shouting. Well, the kind without clothes.

But at this moment, Mrs. Weasley turned to look at Mike. She changed her previous toughness when facing Mr. Weasley and asked in a warm voice:

"Mike, how much longer do we have to go?"

This change in her attitude made Mike a little overwhelmed. He looked at Mr. Weasley who was still screaming and stuttered:

"Uh, we...we're actually already here."

"Are we here?" Mrs. Weasley looked around, but she saw that the surroundings were full of Muggle shops and Muggle tourists coming and going. No wizards could be seen at all. "Could it be that George and Fred are hiding among the Muggles?" ? This is such a good idea! No one from the Ministry of Magic would have thought that they would do this!"

"Mrs. Weasley, in fact, after they arrived in England, they used their own money to open a magic joke house, and their shop is here." Mike said as he walked next to Mr. Weasley, " Please give way."

"I didn't ask...ah! Jasmine! No!"

Mr. Weasley instinctively wanted to get out of the way, but Mrs. Weasley behind him took the first step and pulled him away by his ears.

Taking a breath of cold air, Mike took out his wand and tapped four times rhythmically on the head of the statue that Mr. Weasley stopped to observe just now.

Then, under the surprised gazes of Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, the surrounding scene underwent an astonishing change.

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

Everything around except Mike and others, including high-rise buildings and pedestrians, was forcibly pushed away by it!

This change happened extremely quickly, and by the time Mike reacted, he found that he was already on another street.

This street is as lively as the original one, full of people coming and going and countless shops, but the difference between the two lies in the items placed in the shops on this street. The shops are all rare items that are not seen in Muggle society, such as a beauty shop that specializes in selling various magical cosmetics, an owl post office where owls constantly fly out and fall, a potion shop that exudes a strong herbal fragrance...

The crowd around them are no longer Muggles dressed in the same uniform, but dressed in strange and weird costumes, making people wonder if they are still human wizards!