Hogwarts Card Drawer

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The next day, "Time is almost up," said Mr. Greengrass, and he took out his pocket watch and looked at it again. "Have you left nothing? Children."

"Nothing, Dad." Chronos and Daphne sisters shook their heads together.

"Okay, just grab my clothes." Mr. Greengrass stretched out his arm, "just hook it with a finger."

They stood there, forming a tight circle, a cool breeze blew across Chronos's cheeks, and no one spoke.

Chronos suddenly thought why he didn't make a teleportation magic circle to help him travel? He really had enough of the distorted feeling of Apparition.

"Three..." Mr. Greengrass stared at the pocket watch with one eye and said in a low voice, "Two... One..."

This feeling was so familiar to Cronos that he could no longer be familiar. Cronos felt that there seemed to be a hook behind his belly button slamming forward with an irresistible momentum.

He could feel Daphne and Astoria on either side of him, their shoulders bumping against his. They flew forward like a gust of wind.

"Swish!" With a cry, Chronos' feet touched the ground again, and Daphne stood firmly beside him.

But her sister Astoria seemed to have experienced the apparition for the first time. He stumbled into Cronos's body and fell to the ground with a snap.

"At six o'clock, it's from Mount Seymour." Only one voice said.

"Good morning, Bayle." Mr. Greengrass retracted his wand into his robe.

Cronos pulled Astoria struggling on the ground up. The place they came to resembled a large desolate, misty swamp.

In front of them, stood two small, exhausted, and gloomy wizards. One of them was holding a large gold watch, and the other was holding a thick roll of parchment and a feather pen.

"Hello, Greengrass." Bayer yawned. "You are so lucky to not work in the Department of Magical Sports, otherwise, you will be like me... No one will do for you, one Stay here all night."

Mr. Greengrass smiled, knowing that he shouldn't be irritating this man anymore.

"Let me see..." Bayil flipped through the roll of parchment in his hand, "Your camp... Go forward about a quarter of a mile from here, and then turn left to the second site. Camp management The member is Mr. Roberts."

"Thank you, Bayl." Mr. Greengrass said, and he beckoned everyone to follow him.

Everyone passed through the uninhabited swamp, almost nothing could be seen in the dense fog. After walking for about twenty minutes, gradually a door appeared in front of them, and then a small stone house.

Cronos could barely distinguish the thousands of weird tents behind the stone house, which went up the gentle **** of a large area, which stretched out to a dark wood on the horizon.

Cronos and the others went straight to the tent behind the stone house.

"Hey! Name." A voice suddenly came out of the stone house.

"Good morning, are you Mr. Roberts?" Mr. Greengrass said vigorously.

"Good morning, who are you?" Mr. Roberts asked.

"Greengrass, a tent."

"Um..." Mr. Roberts turned his head and looked at a watch posted on the door of the stone house. "Your tent is in a part of the woods over there."

"Oh, thank you." Mr. Greengrass said.

"This is the floor plan of the camp." Mr. Roberts said calmly to Mr. Greengrass.

"Thank you." Mr. Greengrass took the crumpled parchment.

A wizard in lamphouse pants accompanied them in. He looked very tired, the beard on his chin hadn't been shaved, he was green, and there was a purple shade under his eyes.

They walked strenuously on the mist-shrouded field, passing between two long rows of tents. Most tents look nothing special.

But the owners of the tents don't think so. They have tried their best to make their tents as diverse as possible.

Some of them wanted to learn from Muggle houses, adding a chimney to the tent like superfluous things, and the result was nondescript. Some tents are built as high as a four-story building, and some tents have a garden in front of them with a birdbath, sundial, and fountain.

They walked through this field, and there was a tent camp exactly like him in the front left of it. The talk didn't go far. In an inconspicuous place, there was a small sign on the ground that said: Greengrass.

"Is this place okay?" Mr. Greengrass seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be asking Cronos for his opinion.

"The court is on the other side of the woods. You can go there and play for a while. Just leave it to Dad to set up a tent or something." Mr. Greengrass removed the backpack on his shoulder and went from inside. He took out a tent that looked like a snakeskin bag.

"Let's go! Chronos." Daphne tugged at the corner of Chronos's clothes. "I heard that there are some Muggles favorite ring games there!"

"Huh?" Cronos raised his eyebrows, and the wizard went to play a Muggle game, wouldn't it be easy?

But looking at the interest of the two little girls, Cronos was too embarrassed to say the words of rejection.

At this time, the sun had just risen, and the mist gradually dissipated. They saw tents in all directions, and they couldn't see their heads at a glance. Some wizards were looking for a tap with a kettle and a saucepan.

Daphne and Astoria stretched their necks and looked around, UU reading www. uukanshu. com don't say it's the two of them. Even Cronos had never seen so many wizards, especially so many foreign wizards.

"Their wizard robes seem to be different from ours!" Astoria, two years younger than her sister, said of what she had observed.

"Is it normal?" Cronos said, "Although the customs of various countries in Europe are not much different, they are essentially multiple countries. It is like different nationalities have different clothes."

They continued to walk forward, and they saw a group of middle-aged American witches chatting and laughing in front of their tents, and a shiny banner hung high between their tents: Salem Witch College.

"Mr. Slughorn!" Cronos vaguely heard someone calling his name.

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