"Who are you?"
As everyone was unconsciously influenced by the aura automatically emanating from Basil and developed a liking for him.
Beside Daniel Harry, Rupert Ron, noticing Hermione's behavior, asked in a harsh tone.
"Ron, you're being very rude," Arthur, who was leading the group, said apologetically, taking off his hat. "You must be going to the World Cup too, right? The Door Key is at the top of the mountain—"
"We can do it together—" Hermione quickly interjected, "I mean, come with us."
Ginny exchanged a glance with Hermione and smiled.
Ron's attitude grew increasingly irritable, and Harry noticed this, quickly grabbing his hand to prevent Ron from exploding.
Amos Diggory instinctively grabbed his proudest son and pushed him forward, saying, "Hello, this is my son, Cedric."
"He beat Harry Potter in Quidditch last year, you must know Harry Potter, right?"
Harry coughed, not expecting the topic to suddenly shift to him.
The nonchalant smiles that Fred and George always wore also began to disappear.
Ron also forgot his hostility towards Basil and turned to look at Cedric.
Ginny and Hermione's attention shifted slightly from Basil and they looked at Cedric with displeasure.
Just as the atmosphere was about to explode, Cedric stepped in to defuse the situation, saying, "That's because Harry fell off the broom. It was an accident, all because the Dementor suddenly appeared."
Then he muttered a complaint in a low voice, "Dad, I told you—"
He didn't even have a chance to say that Harry was there.
"Yes, but you didn't fall, did you?" Amos said affectionately in a loud voice, patting his son on the back. "Our Said is always so humble, always such a gentleman... but the winner is always the best."
"I'm sure Harry would have said the same thing if he were here!"
"One fell off the broom, while the other remained firmly on top. You don't need a genius brain to tell who the better aviator is!"
"I think you think so too." Amos noticed Harry staring at him with a strange look. "What's your name?"
Cedric looked like he was about to faint, and he awkwardly whispered a reminder, "He is Harry."
Amos's smile vanished abruptly.
Arthur quickly changed the subject, "What's your name? You're not a student at Hogwarts, are you?"
Before I knew it, I was surrounded by Hermione and Ginny. Basil was trying his best to stay away from Ginny and move closer to Hermione, huh? The topic has come back to me?
Despite being ostracized, Ginny raised her hand without any embarrassment and said, "Dad, his name is Basil Granger, he's from Brazil, and he's a student of Castelobruxo."
"Brazil?" Arthur's stiff smile, which had been merely a change of topic, instantly became natural. "Our Bill almost went there as an exchange student."
"Besides us Weasley and Diggory, the only other family left in this area is the Fawcett and Lovegood family."
"Are you their relative, or an exchange student?"
Amos quickly interrupted, "The Fawcett family didn't manage to get tickets, but the Lovegood family went there a week earlier."
As an old classmate, colleague, and neighbor, he noticed that Arthur was interested.
That would definitely not be enough time.
Basil glanced at Emma and Hermione, who were laughing so hard they were practically creased, and at Ginny, whose round face kept getting closer. After a brief moment of hesitation about whether to just run away, he replied in silence, "Neither. In fact, my home is in Devonshire."
"Is that so?" Arthur nodded. "Then let's set off, it's getting late."
In fact, he wasn't sure if there were only four families in Devonshire, but Basil's easygoing personality and magnanimous demeanor made him believe it instantly.
Everyone continued climbing up the mountain.
Basil nodded and quickly shifted his position to stand on the other side of Hermione.
Emma Hermione, who dresses plainly like a woman in her forties or fifties, is still better than Ginny with her round face.
But Ginny, Gryffindor who had been pursuing Harry for years, had no idea what it meant to back down.
Just as Basil's fingertips were glowing faintly, preparing to cast the Killing Curse on Ginny, the hot-tempered Ron shoved Ginny aside, grabbed Harry, and walked past them ahead.
"Hurry up, Ginny!"
Faced with a choice between his sister and Hermione, with whom he had no definite feelings but was simply driven by jealousy, he chose his sister.
Hermione, true to her movie-style bluntness, added, "Yeah, Bucky and I still have a lot to talk about."
Good heavens, she unlocked the nickname without any instruction! Basil almost thought it was another short, buck-toothed second-year Hermione standing in front of him.
Ginny's face instantly turned ashen, and she gave a soft snort before following him.
Ron, standing ahead, felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if he had lost something important.
Basil, a survivor of the ordeal, Ron, my hero!
The road up the mountain was not easy to walk.
The dark, sticky grass was slippery to walk on, and you'd occasionally trip over a hidden rabbit hole.
Even so, Hermione, panting, continued to shower Basil with what she thought was her charm—her knowledge far exceeding that of her peers.
"Do you know the spell for the Door Key, Bucky? [Portus]"
"In fact, I've always been number one."
"Harry? He's good at Quidditch."
Hearing these ramblings, Basil instantly felt like he was back to when he first met Hermione at the beginning of the school year.
Ron, who had been feeling down, suddenly found his motivation and strode forward, wanting to escape the low, hypnotic murmurs that had made him drowsy, like Professor Binns's hypnotic chants in class.
Harry tried to shut out the noise, but knowledge kept invading his equally drowsy brain in a despicable way.
He unconsciously put his arm around Ginny, Ginny's droopy face finally broke into a smile.
Soon, we reached the summit.
Thanks to Hermione.
Harry wasn't completely ignorant about the Door Key like in the movies, nor was he puzzled by their crowd around the old boot— the Door Key.
Without heeding Arthur's reminder, she belatedly placed her hand on it.
However, the warm, soft body he was holding, Ron's angry gaze, and the teasing yet kind looks from the others instantly snapped him out of his daze.
He was about to say something when he saw Ginny snuggle closer to him.
That hesitation and uncertainty vanished instantly.
Then Mr. Weasley's encouraging hand on his shoulder stopped Ron from exploding and filled him with courage.
So, without thinking, without preparing, without worrying about the Weasley family, the Diggory, Hermione, and another Granger she had just met watching, Harry kissed Ginny as she tiptoed forward with her face.
Faintly, one could hear Ron's roar, Fred and George's whistles, and other people's good-natured laughter.
After a long few minutes—or maybe half an hour—or a few sunny days—they finally parted ways.
"Congratulations on becoming a member of our family!" "Mom has been wanting you to be our son for a long time." Fred and George's voices rang out.
"Congratulations, Harry." Cedric gave him a thumbs up in admiration.
Mr. Weasley turned his back and examined the rabbit hole under his feet with Mr. Diggory.
Hermione's body stiffened strangely. Judging from her tiptoeing, she seemed to want to imitate Ginny and kiss the handsome boy she had just met, but her leaning back suggested that she was hesitating and wondering if it was too fast.
The boy seemed oblivious to Hermione's actions, nodding encouragingly at her with a hint of gratitude.
Finally, his eyes found Ron, whose hands were clenched into fists and whose head was slightly tilted down, looking as if he had been hit on the head with a stick.
The two stared at each other for a moment, and Ron's head twitched slightly. Harry knew that meant, "Okay—if you insist."
Harry finally smiled at Ginny, who had been staring at him intently.
He put his arm around Ginny and said to everyone, "We should go now."
"Oh," Mr. Weasley glanced at his pocket watch as if he had just realized it, "We're almost ten minutes late."
"We should all get back to our positions."
"All you need to do is touch the Door Key, and like this, just extend one finger—"
Unlike in the novel, only Arthur and Amos carried bulging backpacks, while the rest carried small bags, with Basil traveling light.
So even if there's one more person.
The ten men still easily gathered around the old boot that Amos Diggory was holding.
Basil looked curiously at the Door Key that his index finger was touching.
In fact, besides dealing with Ginny and manipulating the emotions of Harry, Ginny, and Ron, he did do something else.
After eliminating the presence of any System Component in the people in front of him, he continued to study the differences between the two worlds.
Hermione's body, which was pressed tightly against his, clearly had a different brain structure compared to that of ordinary humans.
The wizards of the Basil world are physically identical to, but completely different from, Muggle.
The wizards of this world seem to Casting by Thought, with a strange energy surrounding their brains.
However, the energy consumed when casting spells is not this energy, but rather glucose, which is consumed as in thinking.
Considering that the soul also exists in this world, and that Voldemort, after his resurrection, remained as powerful as ever and was still a wizard, this energy should reside simultaneously in the brain and the soul.
This is why Voldemort's Dark Mist Flight has become a standard feature of Death Eater in this world.
Is the magic of this world closer to the brain, making it easier to manipulate?
Emma Hermione's large forehead is a symbol of her wisdom and magical power.
The Malfoy family's hereditary receding hairline, Mr. Weasley's baldness, and Voldemort's gleaming bald head are all due to this.
Harry's kiss was too short for him to have any further thoughts.
Basil's attention now turned to the old leather boot Door Key that his index finger was touching.
Soon, the countdown began for Amos: "One, two, three."
They began to take off.
Centered on an old leather boot, it spirals upwards.
Then it flew higher and higher, spinning faster and faster.
Everyone else had lost their senses of the outside world, but Basil was different.
Even with such a short and rapid pace of exercise, he still had time to feel it.
The way the Door Key to this world travels through space is completely different.
'First, physical work is done, causing the spiral to rotate. An energy field is released from the Door Key to connect with and protect the physical body.'
'Instead of feeling as if hooked, magnetically drawn to the finger, and propelled forward at breakneck speed.'
'Oh? The spatial passage is about to open.'
To others, all they saw was a flash of bright white lightning before they appeared in a strange space.
Above it hung a hole that shone like the sun.
Then the rotation speed suddenly slowed down, like going from a roller coaster to a bumper car.
But in Basil 'Superman perception, once the rotation speed and ascent height reached a certain value, the Door Key opened the crack in the world.
The abruptly vanished kinetic energy was used to create a hole.
The hole above is the one the Door Key just opened.
The energy field still exists, storing the physical bodies of the air protectors.
This allows them to maintain a positive experience even in this space that overlaps with the real world.
It won't feel like you're being squeezed or suffocated, like Apparition.
"Let go, children!"
"Let go."
Amos laughed loudly and shouted.
Arthur and Cedric both smiled knowingly.
Harry, Ron, Ginny, and even Fred and George, who were using the Door Key for the first time, instinctively let go of his hand.
As for Hermione, she was stopped by Basil.
Hermione was astonished to see that the others who had let go were sucked into the glowing holes above and disappeared before their eyes.
The hole slowly expanded, enveloping them.
Then the scene changed.
Harry and his friends, who had just disappeared, were scattered and fell heavily onto the grass.
They felt the old leather boots that were clinging to them disappear, disintegrate, and separate.
They appeared in the air.
But strangely, their bodies seemed to be enveloped by an invisible energy field.
You only need to move your feet to control your body forward and descend slowly.
Harry, face down, turned to support himself and looked up. Five figures appeared out of thin air, gracefully descending and approaching them.
Mr. Diggory, who was in the lead, and Mr. Weasley both wore smiles that suggested a successful prank.
"Doesn't it feel refreshing?" Mr. Diggory added.
Then, he glanced at Basil, who was also gracefully landing, with a subtle look in his eyes, and sighed regretfully.
Cedric stepped forward apologetically and extended his hand to him.
Snap!
"You don't need to come."
It was Ginny; she knelt down and took Harry's arm.
Cedric awkwardly withdrew his hand.
"Are we here?" Hermione murmured, leaning against Basil.
"Yes, magic is truly amazing, isn't it?" Basil chuckled. "Hundreds of miles can be covered in the blink of an eye."
"This is Dartmoor National Park in central Devon."
As you walk up the hillside, you'll find a sea of people on the other side.
Countless tents and waving flags appeared before their eyes.
Unlike the novel, this place is not a vast, desolate, misty swamp.
No Ministry of Magic staff retrieved the Door Key or told them the location of their assigned camp.
There were no hypnotized Muggle serving as venue managers.
Basil regretfully extinguished the light on his fingers; the Killing Curse he had prepared was no longer needed.
I was so engrossed in studying how the world's Door Key works that I forgot all about this for a moment.
In the movie version, Arthur and Amos have already set up their tent and are just waiting to take the children there.