HP Parallel World

(The typo has not been corrected.) The reason why they had no choice but to attack Violet and Vincent before they entered the school was simply because the target of their action this time was not just the two of them. The French organization

The attack launched by the German organization on this day failed to achieve what they wanted against Violet and Vincent.

Violet was not forcibly taken away by the enemy, so her memory would not be forcibly interpreted. Of course, Violet was also very happy that Vincent was not seriously injured in the attack launched by Gaunt.

It’s not that they got into trouble, and then the trouble spread to the school’s castle, so that the students in the school were passively involved in these complicated things. When Violet and Vincent arrived at the castle, the whole building

The building was actually in complete disarray.

Since there are too many students in the school, neither the school nor the Ministry of Magic knows exactly who the German and French organizations want to arrest when they sneak in this time. Therefore, the students in the castle are crowded.

Like sardines, it is basically impossible for them to immediately lock down the targets of the two organizations and protect them.

Some small explosions and fires were triggered inside the castle, which turned the situation inside the building into a complete mess. These two organizations had just left several people they had locked before being captured by magic.

action goals.

Due to the timely support of the staff from the Ministry of Magic, the kidnapping target of the two organizations was not taken away. Of course, such a situation also occurred.

After the day's battle, she was involved in the repair of the fire-fighting building and the treatment of the students. Vicente waited until dusk before leaving the school.

Before leaving, she told Professor Descartes that the raw materials they had collected at one time were enough to complete the rest of the research and experiments. Violet made it clear that today would be their last time.

Come to the school to collect the raw materials for making, and if nothing else happens, they will never come here again.

"It's better that you don't continue to come to the school, so as not to encounter these two organized people when you move from Hogsmeade to the school because the school grounds cannot be used for phantom migration.

plot."

I felt relieved that I no longer had to regularly help Willit pull out Yeji's tail hair. At the same time, I didn't ask more about the extent of the experiments and research conducted by Willit.

Descartes soon returned to his position as Head of Gryffindor House, taking care of and comforting the junior students who were frightened by the day's battle.

In order to help the staff of the Ministry of Magic understand the ins and outs of today's attack, I followed Oromen to the Ministry of Magic after finishing the school activities. I also met the common-sense and thrifty man there.

Mr. Charles.

He has a single blue magic eye, and because of the instructions issued by the Ministry of Magic, in the past few years, he has been working with German organizations to understand the internal conditions of the Elder Wand through the wooden shell.

Charles had just completed his overseas mission and returned to the UK that day.

Originally, he planned to wait until the day after tomorrow to visit Violet and then inform them of the information he had. However, when he returned to the headquarters to submit the mission report in the evening, he met Violet directly. Naturally, Charles did not say much.

Delay immediately informed the other party of the situation he had learned.

He took out the booklet he had placed in his country house from the small pocket he carried with him, and then opened the booklet to see which uses and methods were recorded by Sister Xu and the weaving methods. Willett quickly understood

After Charles carefully read through all the diagrams in the booklet, he came to a rather satisfactory result.

"I have observed the condition inside the Elder Wand as carefully as possible a few days ago, and I can confirm that the condition inside the Elder Wand is very similar to this picture."

He read all the diagrams in the booklet carefully, and then selected the diagram that was closest to the real situation of the Elder Wand. Charles really hoped that the information he brought back could help Weir.

Leeteuk and Vincent.

"Very close to this one, but not exactly the same?" After Charles selected the final answer, he took the picture on the booklet and looked at it carefully. If Willett had such time and

If you are patient, you can actually wait for the second person with the magic eye to come back and inform her of the information the other person has viewed.

Considering that Charles may have accidentally misjudged the internal structure of the Elder Wand during the battle, if possible, he should listen to the information brought back by more people and make a comprehensive judgment. However, Wilt because of her own

It was impossible to wait for a second person to deliver such news in a short period of time, so I could only choose to believe Mr. Charles.

Determining that such a very senior property market could never be controlled by the other party using ordinary spells, so as to tell some decent lies. After getting such a piece of information, Violet only needed to go home.

It is enough to complete your last few experiments.

After coming up with a final guess answer, he decided to take action in the near future. Willett wanted to use the most ordinary way to destroy the powerful power of the Elder Wand. From a logical point of view, it was simply impossible.

impossible.

However, even if there is no way to directly capture the opponent's weapon, or to break such a weapon, Violet can also find other ways to make such a legendary object directly return to an ordinary weapon.

The natural factors I needed to rely on once were actually clouds, fog, rain and snow, and various changes in water forms.

(Write half of it first, and wait until I get up tomorrow morning to write the remaining half. I’m too sleepy.) Soon, I stole Uncle Vernon’s remaining portion of grapefruit.

Harry heard voices at the door, someone laughing, and Uncle Vernon saying something in a few words. Then the front door closed, and the sound of tearing paper came from the hall.

Aunt Petunia put the teapot on the table and looked around curiously, wondering where Uncle Vernon had gone. She would soon find out; a minute later Uncle Vernon came back, looking furious.

"You," he shouted at Harry, "come into the living room. Now."

Harry was confused and didn't know what he had done wrong this time. He stood up from the table and followed Uncle Vernon out of the kitchen and into the next room. After the two of them entered, Uncle Vernon closed the door hard.

door.

"Okay," he said, walking in two steps to the fireplace, turning back to face Harry, as if he was going to announce Harry's arrest and punishment, "Okay."

Harry really wanted to ask, "What's good?" But he knew that Uncle Vernon couldn't be offended by his temper early in the morning, and besides, he was already feeling angry because he didn't have enough to eat. So, Harry

Make a polite look of confusion.

"Just arrived," Uncle Vernon said, waving a piece of purple writing paper at Harry, "a letter. It concerns you."

Harry was even more confused. Who would write to Uncle Vernon about him? Who among the people he knew would ask the postman to deliver a letter?

Uncle Vernon glared at Harry angrily, then looked down at the letter and read aloud:

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Dursley:

We've never met, but I'm sure you've heard a lot about my son Ron from Harry.

Perhaps Harry has told you that the Quidditch World Cup will be held on Monday night, and my husband Arthur, through his connections in the Department of Magical Games and Sports, managed to get some of the best tickets.

I really hope you will allow Harry to go to the game. This is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; Britain has been without a trophy for thirty years and tickets are hard to come by. Of course, we would love to have Harry stay.

Stay until the end of the summer vacation and send him back to school safely by train.

It's best to let Harry deliver your reply to us as soon as possible through normal means, because the Muggle postman has never delivered a letter to our home, and he probably doesn't even know where our home is.

Hope to see Harry soon.

Yours faithfully

Molly Weasley

I hope we put enough stamps on it. And in time.

When Uncle Vernon finished reading, he reached into his breast pocket and pulled out something.

"Look at this," he said angrily.

He held up the envelope that contained Mrs. Weasley's letter. Harry tried his best to hold back his laughter. The envelope was covered with stamps, leaving only a small one-inch square area on the front.

, Mrs. Weasley filled in the address of the Dursley family densely in very small characters.

"She certainly has enough stamps," Harry said, trying to sound calm, as if Mrs. Weasley had just made a mistake that everyone could make. His uncle's eyes burst into anger.

"The postman noticed it," he gritted his teeth, his voice coming out from between his teeth. "He was very curious and wanted to know where the letter came from, so he rang the doorbell. He probably thought it was a bit weird.

.”

Harry said nothing. Others might not understand why Uncle Vernon made such a fuss about a few extra stamps. But Harry had lived with the Dursleys for so long and knew that they were

They are particularly sensitive to anything even slightly out of the norm. What they worry about most is that someone discovers that they have a connection with someone like Mrs. Weasley (no matter how distant the connection).

Uncle Vernon was still glaring at Harry fiercely. Harry tried his best to pretend to be stupid. As long as he didn't do stupid things or say stupid things, he might be able to participate in a once-in-a-century major event. He was waiting.

Harry asked Uncle Vernon to say something, but his uncle just stared at him fiercely. Harry decided to break the silence.

"So - can I go?" he asked.

Uncle Vernon's big purple face twitched slightly, and his beard stood up straight. Harry felt as if he could see what was thinking in the head behind the beard: Uncle Vernon's two most basic intuitions

A conflict occurred. Allowing Harry to watch the game would make Harry happy, which Uncle Vernon had been unwilling to do for thirteen years. On the other hand, allowing Harry to spend the summer at the Weasleys would make Harry happier than before.

He was looking forward to getting rid of Harry two weeks earlier, and Uncle Vernon particularly hated Harry staying at home. Perhaps to give himself some time to think, Uncle Vernon lowered his head to read Mrs. Weasley's letter.

"Who is this woman?" he asked, staring at the signature with disgust.

"You've met her," said Harry. "She's my friend Ron's mother. She came to Hogg at the end of last term - she picked him up on the school train."

He almost said "Hogwarts Express", which would have made his uncle furious. No one in the Dursley family had ever mentioned the name of Harry's school out loud.

Uncle Vernon's big, plump face wrinkled into a ball, as if he was trying desperately to recall a very unpleasant incident.

"That fat woman?" he asked gruffly at last, "with a lot of red-haired children?"

Harry frowned. He thought it was so funny that Uncle Vernon would actually call someone "fat", after knowing that his biological son Dudley had finally accomplished what they had forced him to accomplish since he was three years old -

He has now turned into a fat, wide and round boy.

Uncle Vernon was reading the letter again.

"Quidditch," he muttered silently, "Quidditch—what the hell is this?"

Harry felt irritable again.

"It's a sport," he was willing to say more. "It's played on a broomstick—"

"Okay, okay!" Uncle Vernon said loudly. Harry saw with some satisfaction that his uncle looked a little nervous. Apparently, his nerves couldn't bear the word "broomstick" ringing in his living room. In order to

Seeking refuge, he looked down at the letter again. Harry saw that his mouth was saying "Your reply... will be delivered by normal means". He frowned.

"'By normal means,' what does that mean?" he asked sharply.

"Our normal way," Harry said, and before his uncle could stop him, he continued, "You know, sending an owl to deliver messages, that's what wizards usually do."

Uncle Vernon looked as irritated as if Harry had said a treasonous curse word. He was shaking with rage and glanced nervously toward the window, as if he was worried that the neighbors would press their ears against the glass.