A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 528 Go quickly and invite Mr. Clegane!

A door key is an enchanted item that can teleport anyone who touches it to a designated location.

Compared to Floo Powder, Portable Keys can teleport multiple people at once, and the destination does not need to have a fireplace.

At the same time, unlike Apparition, Portkeys do not require special training and can be used even by underage wizards.

Most importantly, for ultra-long-distance travel, door keys have an almost overwhelming advantage.

While phantoms can hardly travel across continents or countries, door keys can do it easily.

William and Hermione wanted to travel from Albania to England, such a long distance that Floo Powder and Apparition would definitely not be able to do it.

Using a door key is the most convenient and quickest way.

However, the use of Portkeys between the two countries requires the approval of the Ministry of Magic.

William and Hermione could not possibly get permission to smuggle themselves across the Adriatic Sea.

Even if it wasn't illegal immigration, it's impossible to get approval from the Albanian Ministry of Magic.

You burned down someone's forest, and then you have to explain yourself. You say you fought Voldemort, but who can vouch for that?

Voldemort?

If the explanation is ineffective, you might even be forcibly detained and then forced to... pay compensation.

Don't overestimate the Ministry of Magic's bottom line. If you encounter someone like Minister Fudge, who acts like he's never seen money before, he'll definitely try to demand an exorbitant amount in compensation.

You only burned some trees?

fart!

What you burned... was clearly a precious magical plant cultivated by the Ministry of Magic.

Each plant is over three thousand years old. And the fruit on them is even more remarkable:

One bite refreshes the mind, two bites keep you from getting tired, and three bites grant you immortality.

If this is extortion, even if William were sold, he couldn't afford to pay for it.

He didn't want another prison break that would destroy Venice and then Tirana, the capital of Albania!

Since they couldn't leave through official channels, they had no choice but to continue smuggling themselves across the border.

As a veteran and expert in this field, Old Man Newt had imparted to William many of the life experiences of elders.

He even spoke fluently, as if no one knew more about how to illegally cross the border than he did.

Newt also introduced William to dozens of wizards who smuggled door keys.

He knows people in almost every country that has a wildlife sanctuary.

Newt himself never secretly made door keys; in his words:

We must not do anything illegal or disorderly.

Hmm... So you haven't done enough?

Since there's a way, William will definitely choose the door key.

Early in the morning, the two arrived at a coastline, looking exhausted.

We found Bertha late last night.

After leaving the forest and shaking off the Aurors, William and Hermione went to the safe room and squeezed onto the sofa in the living room for the night.

Therefore, it's inevitable to feel a bit listless in the morning.

On the shore stood a wizard, his entire body wrapped in a tattered black robe.

"Yo-ho!" The wizard looked William and Hermione up and down.

At his feet was a row of dilapidated iron barrels.

These are all illegally made door keys; if caught, they will be sentenced.

"Where are you going?" The wizard stared at William's face, seemingly recognizing him.

"U.K."

"I'm sorry, I can't go to England right now." The wizard shook his head.

"Why?" Hermione asked curiously, looking up.

"With so many illegal immigrants coming to the UK for the Quidditch World Cup, the British Ministry of Magic has increased its detection efforts."

William raised an eyebrow; he had no idea about this.

Well, he hasn't been in touch with Tonks for a while.

However, William remained skeptical about the accuracy of the information.

The Quidditch World Cup has kept the British Ministry of Magic scrambling. Do they really have the time and energy to catch illegal wizards?

"I suggest we go through France," the wizard said sincerely. "That's closer."

William pondered for a moment and did not object.

France is fine too. We can just go to Clegane to get the key, directly through official channels, without needing to smuggle ourselves in.

Incidentally, he could also use the captured wizards to boost Clegane's performance record.

"How much for the two of us?"

"Two hundred Galleons... Thank you for your patronage," the wizard said with a smile.

"Isn't the market price thirty per person?" Hermione was shocked and furious at the sudden price increase.

"The trip to France costs thirty per person, and the other seventy is to keep me quiet about seeing Stark and Granger illegally leave the country."

The key dealer grinned and said to William:

"This is the price of fame, little brother! The whole world knows you."

Everyone knows that you two saved Venice in Italy.

Now he has suddenly appeared in Albania and is trying to smuggle himself into Paris.

All the major newspapers will be interested in this news... I only accepted seventy gallons as hush money; that's already showing professionalism!

"What you said makes sense," William shrugged.

"Then pay up."

"I refuse!" William shook his head. "...Let's sell the information in the newspaper instead. We don't mind."

"Is it Hermione?"

"That's right." Hermione crossed her arms and leaned on William's shoulder.

The Albanian Aurors had already spotted them. News of their presence would leak out sooner or later; there was no need to be a sucker.

As for smuggling... you say we smuggled ourselves, but do you have any evidence?

At Hogwarts, there are countless rules, but the first one is to avoid getting caught.

As two typical Hogwarts students, William and Hermione would certainly embody this style perfectly and would resolutely refuse to admit to smuggling themselves in.

They have never been to Albania!

"...Is it really necessary to make such a fuss? It's only two hundred Galleons." The wizard was speechless.

With such a big reputation, you two don't seem to be short of money, so why are you being so stingy!

William glanced at him and said softly, "We just don't want to be taken advantage of."

Do you think I'm Malfoy, getting slaughtered by Fudge every day?

Hermione nodded in complete agreement, clinging to William's arm and nodding repeatedly, "Exactly!"

In daily life, who would complain about having too much money?!

"Are you going to deliver it or not? If not, we'll find another place," William urged.

"Fine, you two win!"

The wizard muttered "How stingy!" as he handed over an iron bucket, cursing, "You're sure to get caught by the French Ministry of Magic!"

"Let them arrest me, it's not like they haven't done it before."

William and Hermione grabbed the iron barrel.

"We'll depart in ten seconds..." The wizard glanced at his watch and waved his hand.

"Wishing you both... a pleasant trip to France..."

The two were dragged away and disappeared without a trace.

William landed on the ground and immediately regained his balance. After using it so many times, Hermione only paled slightly.

"What did that wizard just say?" Hermione shook her dizzy head and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I didn't hear you either. Have a nice trip..." William shook his head.

"And French magic... or something?" Hermione frowned. "I have a bad feeling about this."

"Um... Hermione, I think... your hunch is right."

William looked around, tugged at her hand, and said softly, "That person was probably referring to... the French Ministry of Magic."

How did you know?

"Because...we're right here at the French Ministry of Magic!"

William glanced back and saw that the area behind him was full of Aurors.

They all raised their wands, looking wary.

William cursed inwardly, "Damn it, they're using a sting operation!"

It's an old Infernal Affairs movie!

"No whispering!" a familiar voice rang out.

"You are suspected of illegally using a Portkey and are now under arrest by the French Ministry of Magic!"

You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law…

William was taken aback and turned his head away.

"Costa...long time no see. You've really become an Auror. How have you been lately?" He smiled.

"Uh... William!!"

Looking at the boy who had once kissed him in public, Costa's face instantly turned red.

She immediately tossed her hair and stammered, "You... what are you and Hermione doing here?!"

"We... came to Paris for fun." William flashed a 'kind' smile.

All the French Aurors gasped.

"Go quickly and invite Mr. Clegane, Stark and Granger... they're in Paris again!"

Run!

William: "..."

Hermione: "..."

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