The final debugging of the Magical Communicator requires analyzing an extremely large amount of data, which cannot be completed in a short time.
Each of my friends got two, and the ones I was closest to also got one.
As June approached the end of the busy semester, their minds were hardly on their studies.
After a busy day of classes, Harry and Ron went to the Great Hall for a sumptuous dinner, as usual.
Just as the two finished eating and put down their knives and forks, a series of "beep beep beep" sounds suddenly rang out.
Harry glanced at his Magical Communicator. "It's my godfather."
"Go." Ron's eyes were somewhat forlorn.
For a whole week, apart from his twin brothers, no one else contacted him using the Magical Communicator.
Once the communication range can be expanded to the entire Scottish Highlands, and once all his friends and family members are using Magical Communicator, someone will definitely contact him.
While Ron was trying to comfort himself, Harry had already gone to a secluded corner outside the castle.
He raised his right hand to point the Magical Communicator at his face, then swiped his finger across the flashing name.
A semi-transparent barrier slowly projected out, followed by Sirius Black's clear face.
Good evening, Harry.
Good evening, Godfather.
In the Magical Projection, Sirius Black glanced behind him and asked, "Why are you outside the castle again?"
Harry looked around. "I was in the Great Hall. There were a lot of people there. I was worried I might bother you."
Sirius Black chuckled, "Why would I find it annoying? I quite enjoy chatting with the kids."
In previous communications, the students who had been watching had pestered him for a long time.
Firstly, because of the Magical Communicator's amazing properties, and secondly, because she wanted to know his recent situation.
Especially the young girls in his fan club, they practically asked him what color underwear he was wearing today.
Harry shook his head vigorously. "I don't want to be surrounded by them again."
Sirius Black's smile vanished.
James Potter is not a shy or timid person, which seems to be due to his traumatic childhood in the Dursleys.
Personality is difficult to change; the only option is to guide it gradually.
"Harry, next time you must let me talk to those kids more."
"Uh—" Harry hesitated for a moment, "Okay, I definitely will."
Sirius Black's face lit up with a smile again. "By the way, you guys are about to start summer vacation, right? I was just trying to ask if you wanted to go to the Quidditch World Cup together?"
The Quidditch World Cup is held every four years, and this year marks its 422nd edition.
The preliminary rounds will be held in Italy on the 7th of next month, the knockout rounds will be held in France in early August, and the final will be held in the Britain.
You can travel abroad and watch the World Cup at the same time.
Harry hesitated again, "Can I really go?"
Sirius Black could tell at a glance what he was struggling with.
That shadowy childhood caused him to prioritize others and almost never truly care about his own thoughts.
They might be flustered by unexpected acts of kindness, or even worry about whether they are worthy of it.
Living like this is too tiring; constantly worrying about the future is not good at all.
Sirius Black's tone softened considerably, "Harry, you are my godson, you only need to consider your own thoughts."
Caring about others' feelings requires prioritizing your own. I hope you can consider your own feelings more in the future.
The hesitation in Harry's eyes gradually disappeared.
Without much thought, he said, "Godfather, I want to go see the World Cup, and I want to go with you."
"Great!" Sirius Black in the Magical Projection beamed with joy. "Remember to invite your friends too, we'll go to Italy together."
Hesitation reappeared in Harry's eyes, but it quickly vanished. "I will."
After ending the call, Sirius Black in the Hog's Head Pub picked up his glass and took a sip.
Aberforth sat down opposite him, holding a wine glass. "Want to take your godson to the World Cup?"
"Yes, I want him to go out and broaden his horizons."
Aberforth has no say in matters of education.
He raised his glass to Sirius Black, "Have a pleasant journey."
"Thanks."
If all goes well, Harry should become less shy and reserved after experiencing life abroad, and be able to live a more relaxed and carefree life.
June 5,
The OWLs and NEWTs exams are coming up.
Early in the morning, Rolf was already very nervous.
When he arrived at the examination hall, his grandparents were already waiting outside.
Tina gently stroked his head, "Keep going, you'll definitely pass."
Newt Scamander didn't say anything, he just nodded slightly.
After Rolf entered the examination room, neither of them stayed outside.
As they passed another exam room, they saw the Mr. and Mrs. Weasley lecturing the twins.
Newt Scamander and Tina certainly remembered Fred and George.
These quirky twins are good friends of their grandson, Rolf, but judging from the Mr. and Mrs. Weasley's expressions, they've probably gotten into some serious trouble recently.
After all, it's someone else's family matter, so it's best not to interfere.
They had barely left when an angry Molly grabbed one of the twins' ears with each hand.
"You two are getting bolder and bolder. Do you think your father and I can't guess?"
That's right, the Godric's Hollow operation has been exposed.
As parents, how could they not know the prank props their son was playing with?
With just a few simple probing questions, you can easily get the information out of someone.
Arthur's face darkened. "Vincent took you there, didn't he? If the Auror find out, do you know how serious the consequences will be for them?"
Fred and George, while crying out in pain, explained, "He didn't take us there. He hasn't had time lately; he's been fiddling with his Magical Communicator."
The Mr. and Mrs. Weasley clearly didn't believe it.
Molly tightened her grip, "Who else could it be but him?"
"Uh—actually it's Hermione."
Arthur's face darkened further.
Regardless of whether it's true or not, if Vincent has a certificate, that's fine, but if Hermione without a certificate gets caught, the consequences will only be more serious.
The Mr. and Mrs. Weasley exchanged a glance and, seeing that it was almost time, stopped lecturing.
But before leaving, the two left behind a stern warning.
"If you both fail your exams, you're not going anywhere this summer! You're not going to watch the World Cup final either!"
As Fred and George watched their parents walk away, they became increasingly depressed.
They're telling the truth this time. Is it really that hard to believe that Hermione would Side-Along Apparition?
"Sigh—" the twins sighed deeply.
However, they quickly cheered up again.
It's impossible for them to fail the exam, especially since Harry has already invited them to go directly to Italy to watch the preliminary rounds.
The twins walked into the examination room with big smiles, completely ignoring their parents' warnings.