Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 310 The Magic Fountain
"How did you guys solve that last 'scarab soup'?"

"Did Percy eat it all?"

asked Bill, patting Percy Weasley on the shoulder, laughing.

"Didn't I tell you when I left, don't trust the wizards here? Except for the wizards of the Egyptian Ministry of Magic and a few large magical secret societies, almost all the local wizards here regard the foreign wizards as fat sheep!... In the last century, the European pure-blood families plundered a lot of magic items and wealth here, making them very hostile to foreigners, especially British wizards."

See no one answered.

"However, how did you finish that pot of famous 'Sand Chicken Soup'? These local wizards shouldn't let you off so easily!" Bill Weasley asked again.

He probably heard about the outcome of the matter from his colleagues, and knew that the matter had been resolved, so he made a futile trip, but he was still very curious about how it was resolved.

Mr. Weasley's face was rather embarrassed, and he looked very flustered, so he didn't say much.

On the contrary, George and Fred had smirks on their faces, and replied after a few heys.

"Chocolate-flavored S and S-flavored chocolate... At that time, this is how McGuffin got rid of the wizard in the black-hearted restaurant!"

Now, the McGuffins and the Weasleys are in an indoor fountain at the Egyptian Ministry of Magic.

They are going to leave here and go back to England through this magic fountain.

Since the Floo powder channel in Europe is not yet connected to Egypt...or in other words, most wizards here do not have fireplaces in their homes, so it is impossible to build a magic channel to and from Europe.

So to travel to most magical worlds, wizards either pass through the Portkey, or outside the magic ferry, or through this magic fountain similar to the Floo powder channel.

If it's a little bit harder, then you have to work hard to fly over by yourself on a magic broom. (Of course Muggle planes are also an option)

This is a room of ten meters in length and width, and it is made of giant rocks that are half a meter wide and one meter long.

The room was empty, except for a magical fountain with a diameter of about two meters in the center.

Floating above the center of the fountain are two two-meter-tall giant eagle-headed statues, made of bronze with metallic luster.

They held that kind of giant spear in their hands, with a cold light shining.

McGuffin had no doubt that if someone forced his way into this place, they would use absolute force to stab the offending wizard through his heart.

There is also a small circular metal aperture (about half a meter in diameter) suspended above the sculpture, from which water flows continuously, forming a circular water curtain that passes through the bodies of the two statues.

rattle.

Various poster advertisements are pasted on the khaki rock walls of the room.

Most of them are promotional photos of various hotels.
(McGuffin saw the luxurious Amrat Hotel where they stayed when they first came here. Of course, there are also some special hotels that live in the pyramids, attracting wizard tourists with strange and weird winds...),

and advertisements of various travel agencies,

(There is the poster of the famous company "Terror Tour" at 59 Diagon Alley.

Vampires, skeletons, werewolves, zombies... all kinds of strange monsters gather on a cruise ship and have a party.

The lights and feasting are green and vivid.

It looks very happy, but it would be great if those tempted wizards could see clearly the small black and yellow font that wandered under the poster.

——The company is not responsible for any casualties during the journey. )
At one point, McGuffin saw his own work, a new type of broomstick plastered all over an entire wall in a corner.

Above the poster is a large-caps photo of the strangely shaped broom,

The flames on the tail of the broom are constantly spraying out, and it shuttles quickly in the strong wind, snowstorm, heavy rain, lightning and thunder.

Draw a line of light and shadow.

These lights and shadows form a slogan on all posters,

- Speed ​​is everything.The fastest broom of the century, the most advanced technology level, can not be surpassed, to help you achieve victory and glory.

McGuffin looked at it for a long time before shifting his gaze to the room with the magic fountain again.

Wizard families, groups, individuals who came here for tourism, or local wizards who wanted to go abroad, stayed in this room and formed a long queue. .

Most of them are carrying big bags and small bags, and they seem to be a family, or a small group that gathers to travel together.

These wizards ended their tour in all kinds of grotesque costumes.

Some wore hoods, white robes, and local Muggle attire.

Some are wearing cool grass skirts: some are even better, directly imitating those pharaohs (ancient wizards) who worshiped in ancient Egypt... directly using gold to create a battle armor on their body, or jewelry, three points and one line... Anyway, for this kind of dress, Mrs. Weasley directly covered Ginny's eyes.

The Weasleys and the McGuffins were in this queue, preparing to return to England through the magic fountain.

Those wizards who came in line jumped directly into the pool with their luggage.

Strange to say, the pool, which was so clear to the bottom, swallowed the wizard who jumped into it at once, and a small whirlpool appeared where he disappeared.

In this way, one after another, after they finished talking to the sculpture the name of the place they were going to go to, they jumped into the pool, disappeared, and moved to other places.

(For example, if you go to the UK, it refers to the No. 5 fountain in the UK, and the Elisa Magic No. 2 fountain in France)
And Bill Weasley waited here to see them off, also because the 'scarab soup' incident had begun to reach his ears.

(British wizards belong to a very small circle in the Egyptian wizarding community. Visitors who come here are often tricked into tears by local wizards. This kind of unlucky incident is often served by local wizards, so Bill can easily know what happened to the Weasleys.)
"Chocolate-flavored Big S? Big S-flavored chocolate?" Hearing Ron's words, Bill was a little puzzled.

Then when Ron went on to tell, he understood all that.

Going back to that incident, here's how it went.

Even Percy couldn't drink it after knowing the true nature of that 'sand chicken (scarab)' soup.

Especially when it comes to the bottom of the soup, the black and bright limbs under the red soup are revealed one by one, some are even twitching, not to mention those round golden balls rolling around on the surface of the red soup, which is even more imaginative.

This kind of imagery and taste is specially designed to lead people to associate with the unforgivable taboo words and pictures.

But paying 30 galleons directly, even the upstart McGuffin couldn't stand it, no one wanted to be taken advantage of, let alone the Weasleys.

A true warrior dares to face the bleakness of life.

After many struggles, Percy, the man who 'founded' to become the Minister of Magic, deeply felt his trembling hands, and opened his mouth...

However, fortunately, McGuffin directly reached out to prevent this tragedy from happening.

He opened his mouth to question—is this thing really edible?
The Muggle waiter looked unbearable, as if being insulted, and the few wizards even waved their wands up and down, clamoring to make them look good.

Then McGuffin deliberately provoked them again. He said that this kind of food is not considered a local specialty at all. There are many strange-shaped foods all over the world, and some foods cannot be eaten at all.

"Those wizards said they didn't believe it!" Ron danced and showed Bill the scene at that time.

"McGuffin said yes, he came to try, and made a bet with these wizards, directly contracted by the magic rune of the [Golden Libra]."

"McGuffin made a bet with them with three hundred gold Galleons, which made them agree..."

"So McGuffin proposed that in the legends of the Muggle world, there are two things whose flavors are indescribable...one is chocolate-flavored S, and S-flavored chocolate..."

"In the end, it was Mom and Dad who spent a lot of effort to conjure it up."

"Bill, didn't you see those wizard's eyes? It's about to explode..."

"They couldn't believe it was food, and kept questioning... But after seeing that the [Golden Libra]'s magic contract hadn't been violated... they could only let me go in despair."

Ron and George and Fred happily told Bill all this.

But the few of them didn't see that their parents' complexions were getting worse and worse, and they were so green that they blushed.

(Mrs. Weasley looked around cautiously, for fear of seeing some acquaintances or others who had also heard this story, perhaps because most of the wizards queuing up here were in groups of three or four, and the distance between them was relatively far away...so it seemed that they hadn't heard the story, and it didn't trigger a burst of laughter.)
but……

"Enough! Don't mention it!"

Mrs. Weasley took a deep breath, lowered her voice and slapped the heads of the three little devils three times, and slapped them three times.

McGuffin seemed to vaguely see a big smoky bag rising slowly from the bottom of the red hair on the backs of Ron's three heads.

One can imagine how painful it is.

However, Bill looked at his parents' faces with some sympathy. (Percy's expression is equally complicated, frightened.)
This is because they who have obtained [Wizard Level Certificate OLWs] (excellent in the transformation class) know that in order to transform an object, they must construct a basic image of the object in their minds. Even if it is fictional, it must have strong emotions and pictures. (Even if it is a memory outlined by false imagination), all of this is true enough.

As you can imagine...

And the transformation of that chocolate... I'm afraid it has been vividly engraved in the memory of the Weasleys.

think about it!this……

It is simply the Seven Injuries Fist, which hurts others first.

And Ron is still talking, which pot is not open and which pot is being lifted, constantly stimulating the churning memories in his parents' minds, this... is plain death.

However, the Weasleys did not blame McGuffin for this.

The scene at that time really made everyone very angry, otherwise they wouldn't have cast that transformation without considering the consequences.

(Although the things created by Transfiguration are inedible, but those few local wizards don’t even have the courage to look at them. Naturally, the winners and losers are clear and cannot be questioned, not to mention the magic contract as proof)
After ending the topic of 'self-injury', several people waited silently for the team to move forward slowly.

In fact, it was fast, and it would be their turn in a while.

After Mrs. Weasley cried goodbye to Bill, (however, she was still a bit dissatisfied with the big earring on Bill's left ear, and the bangs)
Several people jumped into the magic fountain one by one.

Looking at the two sculptures floating above his eyes, McGuffin felt a little nervous, afraid that he might say the wrong thing.

Those piercing eagle eyes were staring straight at him, and the spear was slowly turning.

Swallowing and calming down, McGuffin read out the name of the passage, "Magic Fountain Route 5, England!"

The ring floating above the sculpture trembled slightly, and the water curtain stagnated for a while.

McGuffin took a sharp breath, closed his eyes and jumped into the pool. (Percy and Mrs. Weasley had already passed by earlier, leaving Mr. Weasley to look after the other little wizards)
As soon as he entered the water, he felt as if a rope was tied to his ankle, and then it was pulled down suddenly with an irresistible momentum...

It was as if he had been hung from the mast of a pirate ship, while still in the midst of a crazy storm.

The McGuffin was pulled tightly and thrown around.

He flew up, twirling, and the force from his ankles pulled, pulled, and flung...it was like a spiral bungee jumping into a washing machine.

However, soon he felt that his strength was pulling him hard...

The McGuffin was thrown onto a sandy place covered in water.

——This is much faster than [Floo powder] and [Portkey].

Soon, Ron was also thrown out and staggered into McGuffin.

One by one, their luggage fell down next to the McGuffin's head.

McGuffin raised his head and saw Scabbers, Gallon, and Sick stuck directly in the sand... and the luggage also seemed to be caught in a strange magic effect, and the beach gradually pushed out the items trapped in it bit by bit.

Mrs. Weasley was helping Percy clean up his clothes, and Mr. Weasley, who came from behind, also swayed crookedly, and everyone else fell to the ground. It seemed that the journey just now was really dizzy.

"Falcon's Head Fountain from Egypt!" A voice suddenly remembered.

McGuffin struggled to his feet.

The place they came to was indeed a sandy beach as he had expected.

Nothing more than an indoor beach that exists around multiple fountains.

All the ground is covered with some kind of soft sand.

The wizards who fell out of other fountains in the distance were also smashed to the ground, and then fell heavily into the beach ground, and then pushed people and luggage out bit by bit by the weird fluid magic effect.

At the mouth of each fountain floats a ten-inch pixie. (Not a house-elf with a big nose and bat ears, but one with transparent wings, the size of a palm... really looks like an elf from a Muggle fairy tale)

They wore clothes made of small leaves, or flowers, or shells, or they were expressionless, or enthusiastic...reporting where the wizards coming from the fountain came from.

Then wield a small wand (which looks like the stalk of a certain flower, showing that green texture), and conjures a roll of thick parchment and a quill equal to their height.

He erected the quill and lay down on it to record the information.

And on the edge of the room, which is as large as a football field, just like in the hall of the Ministry of Magic, there are many fireplaces.

Wizards kept coming and going from the fountain, and then hurried to the hearth, disappearing in the green flames.

(End of this chapter)