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Mr. Weasley, of course, would not miss any opportunity to strike up a conversation with an ordinary person, so he volunteered to talk to the other party about the venue rental issue. However, he was completely stumped by the pounds he carried with him—or rather, the colorful little pieces of paper he referred to. In the end, it was Mr. Granger who helped him out of the predicament.

"So, foreigners like you really need to have a local friend with them," Mr. Roberts complained, slightly puzzled, after giving him his change. "You're not the first person today to get confused about money; two other people just tried to pay with gold coins."

It turns out that ordinary people just don't understand magic, but they're not fools.

The wizards' lack of knowledge about currency, the bizarre tents, and the strangely dressed people everywhere would constantly arouse his suspicion.

In this situation, the Ministry of Magic's approach should be quite simple and straightforward...

"Obliviate!"

Sure enough, a wizard wearing harem pants descended from the sky and, without saying a word, cast a Memory Charm on Mr. Roberts.

Upon witnessing this scene, the Mr. and Mrs. Granger couldn't help but frown...

Chapter 554 The Wizard Sets Fire, Harry Lights the Lamp

The power of the Memory Charm was evident; Mr. Roberts's gaze quickly became unfocused, and his previously furrowed brows completely relaxed, revealing a dazed expression, indifferent to everything.

His memory was altered without his knowledge or consent.

"Here's a map of the campsite. Have a pleasant camping trip." He was no longer wary of Arthur, and instead, a sincere smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you very much," Mr. Weasley replied politely, seemingly without any qualms about it.

Seeing this, the Mr. and Mrs. Granger finally sighed softly and turned away from Mr. Roberts, whose memories had been altered.

They continued towards the camp, the wizard in the harem pants accompanying them for a while. Once Mr. Roberts could no longer hear them, he began rubbing his dark circles and complaining helplessly. "It's terrible, that Muggle... he's caused me so much trouble. That Ludo Bagman guy is always making things worse, walking around loudly discussing Quaffle and Bludger, completely oblivious to the Muggle here. I have to cast the Memory Charm on that Muggle warden a dozen times a day..."

"Good heavens, more than ten times?" Hearing the other person's muttering, Mrs. Granger finally couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "So, he's been in a daze all this time?"

"Mom!" Hermione, standing beside her, seemed to pause for a moment after saying this, then her expression became extremely tense.

For a brief moment, Hermione, like Mr. Weasley, felt that this kind of thing was no big deal.

But after hearing her mother's words, Hermione realized... For ordinary people, having their memories arbitrarily altered is absolutely unacceptable!

Her parents, however, just witnessed this scene!

"Is there a problem with doing this? It keeps the secret while also keeping him in a good mood." The wizard in lantern pants looked at Mrs. Granger with a puzzled expression, then at Hermione beside her, before suddenly frowning.

"You...you're Hermione Granger, right? Harry Potter's adopted sister. I've heard of you. If she's your mother...then isn't she a Muggle?" The lantern-pants wizard raised his wand in shock. "Oh, my God! Do you know what you're doing? You're blatantly violating the Statute of Secrecy by bringing a Muggle to the Quidditch World Cup, a wizarding gathering!!"

"Sir, what do you intend to do to my wife?" Seeing that the other man had actually drawn his wand, Mr. Granger quickly stepped forward to block his wife.

"Hey, I don't care what you're doing, put your wand down now!" Sirius's eyes widened suddenly.

"Don't be so tense. I don't think we should treat Mr. Granger. and Mrs. Granger. Granger like ordinary Muggle," Arthur quickly stepped forward to dissuade them. "They are the parents of wizards, so they already have some knowledge of the Wizarding World. This shouldn't be considered a violation of the Statute of Secrecy. Besides, they currently have three young wizards living in their house, so they can definitely be considered a wizarding family. They even have their own House-elf ..."

"House-elf?" The lantern-pants wizard glanced at Dobby, who was dressed neatly. "That's absolutely impossible! The House-elf Relocation Office would never allow any House-elf to serve Muggle families, especially since he's wearing clothes. This is highly suspicious!"

"But..."

"Sir, could you wait a moment?" Just as Arthur's explanations were becoming increasingly confusing, and everyone present was completely at a loss, Harry finally stepped forward.

"You are... Harry Potter?"

The wizard in the lantern pants glanced at Harry instinctively, but didn't realize that he had met Harry's dark and deep gaze hidden behind his glasses.

In an instant, the wizard felt his mind go blank, completely forgetting what he was supposed to do next.

"You should get back to work," Harry 'kindly' reminded him. "You've been having a really tough time lately because of that idiot Ludo Bagman."

"Oh, right... I really wish this would all be over soon. See you later, Arthur, and the famous Harry Potter!"

The wizard in the lantern pants nodded in deep agreement, and then immediately disappeared.

"Harry, you... you didn't use Memory Charm on him?" After the wizard left, Arthur immediately looked at Harry in shock.

"Is there anything wrong with doing this? It keeps the secret while also making him happy."

Harry threw back the wizard's words verbatim, causing Arthur's face to turn pale and then red.

"But shouldn't the situation be different..."

"I don't see any difference." Harry shook his head noncommittally. "Wizards, relying on their magic, can disregard the feelings of ordinary people, manipulating their memories while claiming it's to protect the secrets of the Wizarding World. So, by that logic, since I'm stronger than that wizard, I could also secretly alter his memories to protect my secrets. So... he can do similar things, but I'm wrong?"

Back then, Ollivander could boast about the long history of his family's wand-making, ignoring Harry's repeated requests, but Harry couldn't use the history of ordinary people to refute the fabricated identity of his ancestors.

Albus Dumbledore could team up with Kingsley Shacklebolt Shacklebolt to trick Harry and Hermione into Hogwarts before the start of the term, thus preventing Harry from burning the Sorting Hat at the opening ceremony and taking revenge on the hat that had gone back on its word.

A group of spoiled brats, led by Draco Malfoy, could bully and harass their classmates at school, so Harry couldn't deliberately set a trap to crack that bastard's head open...

The same thing happened today.

It's simply a matter of monks being allowed to touch things while others are not, and only the wizard is permitted to set fires from beginning to end.

"Furthermore..." Harry suddenly glanced at Arthur, whose face was contorted with pain, "Mr. Weasley, in your heart, you don't actually think there's anything wrong with what I did; you're just simply afraid."

After saying that, Harry abandoned his plan to continue traveling with the Weasley family and headed straight for the central camp with his parents and godfather.

The Weasley family, however, stood frozen in place, their faces contorted with anxiety, unable to move for a long time.

"Let's go, Arthur." Finally, Mrs. Weasley was the first to react, tugging at her husband's sleeve.

"Although the child's reaction was a bit excessive, what he said was actually correct."

Molly knew her husband well; she knew that Arthur didn't actually intend to defend the wizard in the harem pants.

He was just as surprised and frightened as he was now.

Wizards have a natural psychological advantage over Muggle because they can use magic to change everything without the Muggle noticing.

But when the wizards faced Harry, a monster who didn't need wands or spells, but could alter others' memories with just a glance...

Wizards would then feel that they are no different from Muggle in front of Harry.

Wizards of Arthur's and Molly's caliber have already begun to fear Harry's power, just like...

They feared Voldemort's power just as much back then.

Chapter 555 Everyone Gathers, the China's Dragon Flag

Because of the previous incident, no one spoke much along the way.

Harry felt somewhat guilty about letting his adoptive parents see these things before he left, but then he thought it might not be such a bad thing.

As ordinary people, the Mr. and Mrs. Granger knew more about wizarding than most, but because they had mostly encountered wizards who were friendly with Harry, their understanding was basically limited to the level of 'magical'.

But after this experience, they should always remember that wizards are not only magical but also extremely dangerous, and one must be extremely careful when dealing with them.

This is precisely why Harry insisted that Dobby with the Mr. and Mrs. Granger.

Dobby intelligent, brave, and perceptive. Although his strength may not be comparable to that of an average wizard, his perception of magic is far more accurate than that of wizards.

With him by the Mr. and Mrs. Granger' side, Dobby could take precautions even if something open or hidden were to happen.

At worst, he could use his unblockable Apparition to quickly get the Mr. and Mrs. Granger out of danger.

Of course, Harry might be worrying unnecessarily; he also hopes that the Mr. and Mrs. Granger are safe and sound in China.

But just as parents worry about their children traveling far away, children also worry about their parents...

"We've arrived. This place is actually quite good. The competition venue is on the other side of the forest, and this is definitely the closest location."

Following the map's directions, they arrived at the designated campsite. Sirius then began to boast about the excellence of the spot he had chosen, much like a peddler showing off his wares.

Although he was trying to liven things up, he did choose a great spot, and everyone who had been looking serious just moments before started to relax again.

"Haha, let's start setting up the tents then. You guys should be pretty good at this, right?" Sirius laughed heartily at the sight.

"At least we can definitely set up a tent that looks like a normal person's," Harry added with a laugh.

"But why do I feel that if we actually set up a simple, ordinary tent here, it would be the most conspicuous thing?"

Hermione looked around at the strangely shaped tents and couldn't help but start imagining things.

Among the various and haphazardly arranged tents, one suddenly appeared with the most normal-looking design...

Yes, it seems that when something becomes extremely ordinary, it can actually become extraordinary.

"Especially this tent, it's obviously the most abnormal one!" Hermione stopped in front of a kite-shaped tent next to her with a smile on her face and deliberately raised her voice.

"Know-it-all, you've finally arrived!"

Sure enough, after a flurry of noise, a blonde girl, as elfin as an elf, emerged from the tent.

"Padfoot, Harry!" Lupin also poked his head out from another tent that looked like an inflated bubblegum, and happily greeted everyone.

He must have just woken up; his eyes still looked a little sleepy. Of course, it's also possible he was weak or had just been exhausted... Harry was referring to setting up the tent, since that's quite physically demanding.

After everyone gathered together, the atmosphere in the camp gradually became lively. After a while, Astoria Greengrass also came over to say hello.

After seeing that Will had really come with Harry, the little girl decided to stay there and not leave.

During this time, she gave Harry a subtle look, letting Harry know that she must have something else to say.

"Does anyone want to fetch some water?" Sirius asked, waving a map after the tent was set up. "Now that we're in ordinary people's territory, we can't use the wizarding methods anymore."

He was actually taking care of the Mr. and Mrs. Granger, not wanting to actively highlight the difference between wizards and ordinary people, and everyone present knew that.

"Leave this to us." Harry took the map willingly. "Anyone interested can join us; we have several tents here that need water."

Once they were all together, Harry's group included men, women, adults, and children, and they certainly needed plenty of camping supplies such as water and food.

Upon hearing his call to action, almost all the children gathered around him... except for one niece who completely lacked any sense of responsibility as a junior.

"Sigh, if only Colin had come too." On their way to fetch water, Will sighed regretfully. "If he had come, the Detective Society members could have all gathered together to watch the Quidditch World Cup."

"I asked him before, and even offered to have my godfather get him some tickets, but he refused," Harry explained softly. "Colin didn't want to leave his parents and brother at home, and he has to help out at home during the holidays."

Colin Creevey, Harry's biggest fan, comes from a family that isn't well-off because his father is a milkman. So during the holidays, he helps out with whatever chores he can.

Especially now that his younger brother Dennis Creevey is also going to Hogwarts, the pressure on his family to support two young wizards at the same time is unimaginable.

Admittedly, both Harry and Will could have changed Colin's situation with a simple snap of their fingers, but neither of them did... and even if they had, Colin wouldn't have agreed.

Because... as friends, it is essential to clearly distinguish between helping and giving alms.

"Sigh, I guess I'll just have to tell him about what I saw and heard when I get back." Will finally shrugged with a sense of relief.

Today he truly experienced firsthand what it means to be "birds of a feather flock together," but fortunately, everyone still has the shared environment of Hogwarts, so they can still become good friends.

"Harry, look over there." At this moment, Luna Lovegood tugged at Harry's sleeve and pointed to a spot at the far end of the camp.

Now that the sun has risen and the thick fog has dissipated, Harry turned his gaze in the direction Luna Lovegood was pointing and froze on the spot.

My gaze swept over the tops of countless tents, and finally, a uniquely shaped flag came into view.

It is entirely red, trimmed with magnificent gold, and embroidered with several exquisite dragon patterns...

It wasn't a Western Dragon like the Norberta, but a different kind—slender, majestic, and divine—that would make him yearn for it at first glance... a divine dragon from the China!

The wizards from the China, they're over there!

"Harry, what did you and that Loony see?"

The tent where the China wizard was located was quite far from Harry's position, so only he and Luna Lovegood could see it from a distance.

Seeing Harry standing there motionless, Hermione and the others couldn't help but feel curious.

"It's alright, let's go, let's go get some water first." Harry shook his head slightly, ultimately deciding to visit later.

Would it be a bit abrupt to go now? What if they haven't even gotten up yet?

In short, even Harry couldn't help but feel anxious about the upcoming meeting with wizards from the China Empire.

Chapter 556 Magic Schools, Each Different

Unlike Harry, who would often sneak a peek at the China wizards' dragon flag, the tents scattered throughout the camp held a strong attraction for Will and his friends.

"Wow, amazing! So many wizards have come!" Will looked around in surprise. "And some of them are clearly wearing the same school uniforms, right? Does this mean there are different magic schools all over the world?"

He saw a group of male and female wizards dressed identically; judging from their age, they were clearly not athletes, but rather students.

"Compared to ordinary countries, there are far fewer magic schools, but the three most famous ones are all in Europe." Astoria seemed to know a bit about this because of her family's academic background. "Hogwarts in England, Beauxbatons in the French Pyrenees, and Durmstrang... My mother said it should be in Northern Europe, but she doesn't know the exact location. That school is very mysterious."