Chapter 450 Portkey and Departure

If necessary, Ivan can help them take these things out without being discovered by Mrs. Weasley.

He has a cloth pouch given by Nicole Flamel. Under the effect of alchemy and the Untraceable Stretching Charm, that inconspicuous cloth pouch can hold a lot of things.

The anti-detection magic on it can ensure that the contents inside cannot be found.

But obviously, because Ivan was delayed in Ginny's room for too long last night.

By the time he got back, Harry, Ron, Fred, and George had fallen asleep and hadn't told him about it.

Now that Mrs. Weasley finds out, it's too late to say anything!

What Ivan said to Hermione last night cannot be told to Mrs. Weasley.

Regardless of whether she would believe it or not, alchemy, the "Book of Abraham" and the evil gods all needed to be kept secret.

"Fly around! Fly around! Fly around!" cried Mrs. Weasley repeatedly.

Loads of shape-shifting candies, tongue-twisting taffy, and other baubles swish out from all sorts of unexpected places.

Including the inner lining of George's jacket and the cuff lining of Fred's jeans.

"Mom, it took us half a year to develop these things!" Fred shouted aggrievedly.

"You can't do this!" George watched distressedly as Mrs. Weasley threw these things into the burning fire.

"Hmph, it's not bad to spend half a year on this!" Mrs. Weasley screamed, "No wonder you two owls failed to do well in the ordinary wizarding level examination, so you have been studying these things all day long!"

Under her furious gaze, Fred and George bowed their heads, and no one in the kitchen dared to speak.

All in all, the atmosphere was not very friendly when everyone left.

Mrs. Weasley remained stern as she kissed Mr. Weasley on the cheek.

As for Fred and George, the attitude was even worse, and they threw their rucksacks on their backs and walked into the fireplace without saying a word.

They were going to go through the Floo network to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Wounds and Wounds.

After another whirlwind, Ivan got out of the fireplace in St. Mungo's spacious waiting room.

This is the second time he has come here, the last time he followed Sirius and the others to visit Ron.

Compared with before, it may be because the time is too early.

At this time, the waiting room was quiet, and under the dim light, a wizard waiting for treatment could not be seen.

The hall, which was already very spacious, seemed extraordinarily empty.

The air was filled with the desolate smell of mixed disinfectant, which felt a little oozing.

It was as if something terrifying might jump out of the corner at any time.

"Come on, I know where he is!" whispered Mr. Weasley.

They walked through the double doors between the waiting room and the patient rooms, down a narrow corridor.

On either side are portraits of famous therapists, and crystal bubbles filled with candles float from the ceiling like giant soap bubbles.

Just before they came to the ward, before they could enter, I saw Sirius walking out with a smile.

He seemed in high spirits and, like everyone else, was a Muggle attire.

"Why are you here, I can't wait!" Sirius said, hugging everyone in turn.

"Sirius, your injury?!" Harry looked at him in surprise.

"Don't worry, it's just a little skin trauma, and he's recovered a long time ago!" Sirius patted Harry's shoulder with a smile on his face, "Harry, are you okay, did those Muggles bully you?"

"I, I'm fine!" Harry hesitated, not sure if it was necessary to speak out about his grievances.

But before he had time to stop himself, he had already started talking endlessly.

From his worry about Sirius and Ivan, the bad experience of this summer vacation, the grievance of being abandoned alone in the Dursleys, and the strange dream and the pain of the scar, he said it all in one go.

Harry had never felt this way before, telling all this without reservation to an elder he trusted completely.

Facing Sirius, it was like being his father.

Everyone didn't interrupt the conversation between Harry and Sirius, but left them enough space.

They knew that Harry, who had never experienced parental affection, needed it.

For Sirius, this is also a long-awaited thing.

Sirius listened carefully to Harry's confession, and whispered his opinion to him.

After waiting a lot, he and Harry finished talking before coming to Ivan's side.

"Thank you, Ivan!" Sirius said, "Dumbledore told me that after I fainted, you saved me and let me get my life back."

Ivan was a little embarrassed. In fact, he should thank Sirius.

If Sirius hadn't used magic to push him up from that huge pit, he might have fallen to his death!

After a while more talk, Sirius produced what appeared to be a Quaffle.

"Come on, children, we can't miss the World Cup!" Sirius said, "It's almost time, if you have anything to say, we can talk about it later, let's go now!"

"How do we get there, by Apparating?" Harry asked curiously.

"No!" Mr. Weasley took the Quaffle from Sirius' hand, "We use the Portkey to get there, luckily, the Ministry has prepared a Portkey at St. .”

"Portkey?!" Harry stared at the Quaffle in his hand.

"Remember, I said before that about a hundred thousand wizards will come to watch the World Cup!" Mr. Weasley explained, "So many people want to gather in one place, it needs a very strict organization, the first thing is to put everyone together Arrival times are staggered."

Among the 100,000 wizards, there are only a few who can use Apparition.

The Ministry of Magic has designated a safe area in the forest around the final venue for Apparition.

However, for those who are unwilling or unable to Apparate, other methods are used.

"People with cheap tickets had to arrive two weeks in advance, and some people used Muggle transportation, but the number is limited. We can't let too many people fill up Muggle buses and trains." Mr. Weasley said "So, we used Portkeys. This thing is used to transport wizards from one place to another within a specified time. If necessary, a large number of people can be transported at a time. Two A hundred Portkeys."

"So, this Quaffle is a portkey?!" Harry continued.

"That's right!" said Sirius. "I've asked. We're the only ones around St. Mungo's. Hurry up, there's less than a minute to go, and it's almost time!"

Ivan has used the Portkey many times before, and only Harry, Ron, and Hermione don't know it yet.

In a low voice, he explained to Hermione the principle of the Portkey and how to use it. (To be continued.)