Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

In the letter, Ron wrote about recent events in his rather scrawled handwriting, and told Louis and Harry in an excited tone that the Quidditch World Cup final would be held next Monday, and Mr. Weasley finally The tickets were obtained through connections within the Ministry of Magic.

"Quidditch World Cup? I heard Ron talk about it." Harry suddenly became interested when he mentioned Quidditch. "He kept talking about it on the train back that day. It seems that it has been in England for thirty years. I have never been a host before. This World Cup is held in the UK, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.”

It is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime event. Louis has never experienced the live atmosphere of a large-scale international sporting event such as the Quidditch World Cup. After all, Louis in his previous life had no chance to be there in person.

However, I wonder if the Quidditch World Cup will have the same championship curse as the Muggle Football World Cup.

The second paragraph of the letter seemed a bit funny. Mrs. Weasley had previously filled the envelope with stamps and sent it to the Dursleys' house using the Muggle delivery method. Of course, they didn't know at that time that Harry had already dated Sirius. They had been getting along for a long time, but then, the Weasley family, who had not received a reply for a long time, actually blew up the fireplace through the floo network and came to No. 4 Privet Drive, which shocked Dursley.

"Of course, Dad was curious about all things Muggle and he helped restore your uncle's fireplace, but Fred and George were the real talents."

Harry's cousin Dudley was greedy and ate the magic prank candy that Fred deliberately dropped on the ground. It didn't matter that he ate it, but it made Dudley grow a fat tongue.

In the end, it was obvious that under Vernon's roar, the Weasley family realized that Harry had been taken away by Sirius long ago. They had no choice but to return to the Burrow and use Sirius as a gift to Ron. owl contact.

Louis could imagine Vernon's expression at that time. It was a wonderful, poor Dudley. After growing a pig's tail two years ago, he was once again devastated by magic.

At the end of the letter, Ron said that Mr. Weasley was willing to pick them up at the Ministry of Magic to meet them at the Burrow, and they could send them to the Ministry through Sirius.

"Next Monday? Isn't that the day Sirius goes to Germany?" Harry took the letter and read it carefully again.

So in fact, the time arrangement was perfect. Louis and Harry mentioned this matter to Sirius at dinner that day, and he readily agreed and was willing to send them there in advance. It seemed that Arthur had greeted him.

"How about we go there tomorrow? I'm also preparing to leave for Germany in advance." Sirius' tone was very eager, as if he didn't want to stay in the Black family's ancestral home for one more second.

"No problem." Louis nodded. It made no difference to him whether he would go late or early.

On Harry's side, on the one hand, he was excited that he could come to the Burrow early to be with the Weasley family, but on the other hand, he was sad that he would be separated from Sirius for a long time.

"Don't worry about me, Harry, I'm just going to Germany to do something and I'll be back soon." Sirius said, stroking Harry's head. With Sirius's persuasion, Harry finally made up his mind.

The next day, with Kreacher's attentive farewell, Sirius, Louis and Harry set out on their way to the Ministry of Magic.

Because the Ministry of Magic is located in central London, quite a distance from Grimmauld Place in the northwest, Sirius chose a more secure and comfortable method.

He pointed his wand forward, and the top of the wand seemed to glow like a fluorescent light.

Suddenly, as if responding to Sirius' call, a three-story, bright purple bus appeared out of thin air and stopped in front of Sirius, almost hitting Louis and Harry beside him. .

This old-fashioned British-style bus looked extremely large, and Louis saw several large gilded letters "Knight Bus" written on its windshield.

The conductor opened the door and came out of the car. He was a young guy with big ears and a face full of freckles.

"Welcome aboard the Knight Bus, emergency transport for witches or wizards in distress. Just stick out your wand and step on board, and we'll take you wherever you want to go. My The name is Stan Sampac, and I'm your conductor today."

"I booked the car, Stan." Sirius waved at him, "To go to the Ministry of Magic."

But instead of looking at him, Stansampak turned to the boy behind him.

"Oh, my God, look who we met." Stan looked very happy, "Neville, how are you doing?"

"Neville? Are you not blind, Stan?" Sirius asked strangely, "This is, Harry, Harry Potter."

"What? Harry Potter?" Stan was stunned for a moment, and then said in an excited tone, "I knew it a long time ago, God, damn, I saw his scar."

Harry seemed a little embarrassed because when he took the Knight Bus for the first time, he had just run away from the Dursleys. In order to conceal his identity, he stole Neville's name.

However, it was not a comfortable bus experience.

"Why didn't you tell me you were Harry Potter, Neville." Stan Sandiper looked at Harry with a smile on his face.

"Okay, let's go in, Stan." Sirius was a little impatient with the waiting.

"Oh, of course." Stan Sandiper opened the door of the bus, "I'm still going to the Ministry of Magic today? Sirius?"

Listening to Stan's tone, Sirius often took the bus to travel.

Sirius nodded, took out a handful of Silver Sickles from his pocket and put it in Stan's hand.

"It's refreshing." Stan collected the money, took the three people into the car, closed the gate, and whistled at the driver.

"Drive, Ern."

Louis experienced the Knight Bus for the first time, and the driver seemed to have been preparing for a long time.

"Hold on, Louis." Sirius reminded him.

Before he could understand what was going on, the brass beds in the car began to move backwards, and the bus was running on the road at an extremely fast speed.

"First time riding the Knight Bus? Man?" Stan could see Louis' discomfort, "By the way, I haven't asked you who you are yet?"

"Louis Wiggins, Harry's classmate."

"Oh? Is it you?" Stan stared at him with interest, "I heard that you and Harry Potter and the others captured Peter Pettigrew together? That's amazing, that's amazing."

"Well, how do you know?"

"Sirius told me that he is a frequent visitor to our place." Stan glanced at Sirius, his bohemian look was like a delinquent young man.

Louis did not answer. He turned to look at the Daily Prophet beside him. It read "Sirius Black Appointed as Auror of the Ministry of Magic" and attached a photo with Fudge.

About an hour later, the Knight Bus stopped in the crowded city center. Louis followed Sirius out of the bus. Stan waved to them at the door, and then the whole bus disappeared out of thin air.

"Go this way, to the Ministry of Magic. Take the guest aisle." Sirius led Louis and Harry around and came to an old red phone booth.

He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, then opened the door of the phone booth and called Harry and Louis in.

"Sirius, I think the phone is malfunctioning." Harry said uneasily as he squeezed into the small space.

"No, believe me, it's good." Sirius shook his head. He picked up the phone and dialed regularly on the phone.

When all the dialing keys returned to their original positions, a cold female voice came from the phone. Yes, it seemed like the speaker was turned on.

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please state your name and occupation and the purpose of your visit."