Chapter 7 Bertha Jorkins

Cedric was chatting in the front room with Weasley and Mr. Diggory.

"How did you get here?" Seeing Roy, Mr. Weasley stood up excitedly and asked, "A car?"

"Portkey, Mr. Weasley," replied William. "He took a golden coin out of his pocket."

William knew that Mr. Weasley was working on the magic modification of cars, and during the summer vacation he wrote to ask a lot of car-related questions.

"Oh, of course, the Ministry of Magic is being cautious this time around." Mr. Weasley was a little disappointed. "I didn't use the door key last time, and was almost discovered by the Muggles of the tour group."

The location of Merlin Cottage is a tourist attraction for Muggles and can be easily spotted if one is not careful.

Mr. Diggory came over, shook hands with William cordially, and said, "William, thank you for your invitation.

Every year, the Merlin Medal Awards Banquet invites high-ranking officials and dignitaries from the Ministry of Magic from all over the world, as well as outstanding figures from various industries. "

"But there are very few invitations in the UK, so it's hard to get them. Lovegood wants to spend two hundred Galleons for my place. He wanted to bring his daughter Luna, but I refused. ."

"It's nothing." William said politely, "Cedric is my good friend."

"Anyone else," asked Mr. Weasley.

"Professor Flitwick and McGonagall have arrived ahead of schedule with Professor Dumbledore, and we will also go in first," William said.

The crowd went outside.

The place where they settled was a small village called Salisbury. This village was a gathering of wizards and was the only village in the UK that mixed with Muggles.

They usually hide their identities and concentrate on tourism, just to cover the annual ceremony of the Merlin Corps.

After crossing a road, everyone came to a magnificent ruins.

--Stonehenge.

"Oh, I've been here before, and I haven't noticed anything unusual before." Hermione covered her mouth in surprise.

Stonehenge is a famous scenic spot in the UK, but I didn't expect that there is a Merlin hut hidden underground.

Fred explained: "Wizard-turned-children know there's a bedtime story about Stonehenge and Merlin.

Legend has it that Merlin, in honor of King Arthur's uncle, sang a magic ballad, calling for huge stones to fly from Ireland and building Stonehenge overnight on Salisbury Plain. "

William shrugged: "My bedtime story is the love-hate relationship between Snow White and the Seven Gourd Babies."

Hermione looked at William dumbfounded, what the hell are the seven gourd babies?

Everyone stepped into Stonehenge, and the gold coins in William's pocket floated from his pocket, projecting a bright light, and with the darkness in front of them, they appeared at one end of a very long and magnificent hall.

The hall has a very glossy black wooden floor, and the peacock blue ceiling is inlaid with gleaming gold symbols that move and change continuously.

"This way," said Mr. Weasley.

Under the guidance of Mr. Weasley, everyone came to the left, where there was a sign that said Safe.

As they approached, a wizard looked up at them and put down the Daily Prophet in his hands.

"Come here," the wizard said in a bored tone.

The crowd walked up to him, and he took out a long golden rod, as thin and soft as a car antenna, and the wizard used it to fly up and down in front of everyone to detect.

"Wand." The wizard at Security put down the golden device and stretched out his hand.

William, Hermione, and Cedric handed over their wands.

The wizard put his wand on a strange brass instrument that looked a bit like a dish of various proportions.

The instrument began to vibrate,

Five narrow strips of parchment paper pass from the bottom of the instrument. The wizard picked up the parchment and read the writing on it.

"Cherry wood, phoenix feather, twelve and three-quarter inches, is the information correct?"

"Yes," William replied.

"I'll keep this," said the wizard, pinning the strip of parchment to a small copper peg. "Take your wand back."

He threw his wand to William and added.

"thanks."

"Wait..." the wizard said suddenly.

"Are you... William Stark?"

He glanced at the Daily Prophet, which also had a picture of William.

"Yes."

"Oh hoho, single-handedly caught the Death Eaters attacking the Ministry of Magic, I heard my son mention you, he's Shabby from Hufflepuff."

William remembers Sharby, the man who nearly fell into a pool of microbial corruption during flight lessons.

The wizard took out the paper and seemed to want an autograph.

"Thank you, Ole." Mr. Weasley said calmly. "Check the other wands now, we've got something to do."

"Oh fine."

The wizard quickly checked all the wands, and said, "Bertha Jorkins will take you to the Merlin Memorial Hall."

Mr. Diggory's eyebrows twitched.

"Oh, don't be like this, Diggory, we have no manpower here for the time being. You know, this is the Merlin Medal ceremony. Wizards from all over the world are here today."

The sorcerer complained, "If I had to say, I shouldn't have sent so many invitations, just to the laureate and his relatives, and so many to politicians, wealthy wizards, and I don't know how much the Ministry of Magic took. money……"

"Okay," interrupted Mr. Weasley. "Where has Bertha gone? She won't get lost again, will she?"

"It's very possible." Ole said with a wicked smile, "Maybe after the banquet is over, she can find her way.

Her memory has become so poor recently that, like the old lady, she often forgets various things.

Mr. Crouch should have told her to leave our department and go to the athletics department. Ludo Bagman is also an asshole and should be considerate of her. "

"Hello! Hello!" At this moment, an anxious voice came from across the hall, "Is there a new guest? I just went to the toilet and got lost."

William saw a witch with a sign and a parchment hurried toward them.

The witch, a little fat, found her way again, and she waved happily, her curly blond hair showing under her fashionable knitted wizard hat.

Hmm...you get lost even when you go to the toilet, can you really bring a few people to the Merlin Memorial Hall?

William was skeptical.

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