Chapter 350 Disapparation will separate the body
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
"Bill, aren't Charlie and Percy going?" Before setting off, Harry looked around for a while and asked doubtfully.
"I guess they are preparing to use apparation to go there." Sule said, "That is a magic that allows wizards to travel from one place to another instantly."
"So, they are still sleeping soundly now?" Fred said angrily, "Why can't we apparate over there?!"
"Because you are not old enough to learn this magic, and you have not passed the exam to get the certificate." Mrs. Weasley glanced at Fred.
"Don't try to learn this magic in private. If you let me know..."
"Oh, Molly, you know that Apparition can only be learned by being taught by a wizard with rich mobile experience." Mr. Weasley carefully stuffed the ticket into the pocket of his denim jacket. At Sur's suggestion, he went upstairs and changed into a light blue short-sleeved shirt and a denim jacket.
"Otherwise it would be a very dangerous thing. I think Fred would not want his body and head to be separated."
Mr. Weasley said the scary words in the calmest tone, but Harry seemed not to understand.
"Separate?"
"Ah, yes, Apparition is not a magic that is easy to learn. You must have a license issued by the Department of Magical Transport to perform Apparition. I think I have learned it, but I use Apparition without a certificate. It’s easy to get into some trouble.”
"Two people disembodied without certificates, causing them to leave half of their bodies behind. This is what I call separation."
"From the waist up..." Mr. Weasley stretched out his hand and made a gesture on his body. "It appeared in another place, but the back half of his body did not follow."
"Are they okay?" Harry's eyes widened in horror, and his sleep was swept away.
"No problem, but I was severely fined. The Ministry of Magic's incident reversal team arrived in time. It took them a lot of effort to deal with this matter, because some Muggles saw some of the body parts they left behind. "
Mr. Weasley glanced at Fred and the others calmly, "I think they probably don't dare to act hastily anymore."
"Okay, kids, have you packed everything? Let's set off now. We have to walk a little way to the nearby Stoat Mountain to use the Portkey---"
"Wait a minute." Mrs. Weasley suddenly shouted, "George!"
Su Er pretended to be startled, and glanced at George without any trace of his eyes, oh, how miserable.
"What's the matter?" George pretended to be nonchalant, but his eyes were moving unnaturally. Mrs. Weasley, who knew her son's nature well, could see through it at a glance.
"What's in your pocket?!"
"It's nothing, Mom." George still wanted to argue.
"Don't lie to me!" Mrs. Weasley pointed her wand at George's pocket, "Fly here!"
A bunch of colorful things jumped out of George's pocket. George panicked and tried to reach out to grab it, but they jumped directly into Mrs. Weasley's open palm.
"I've told you before! Let you destroy this thing!" Mrs. Weasley raised the things in her hand angrily. Soul recognized them. These are the fertilizers jointly developed by George and Weasley. Tongue Toffee.
"These are just candies, Mom." George exclaimed, "No one says you can't eat candies when you go to the game, right?"
"You know what I mean, George, do you want me to say it a second time?!" Mrs. Weasley became even more angry because of George's sophistry, "I said, don't lie to me! Pick your pockets for me Clean! I can’t believe that’s all you brought! And you! Fred!”
It was an uncomfortable sight, as Fred and George grim-faced and reluctantly took out large amounts of Fat Tongue Taffy from their pockets.
"They're all here!" Fred said aggrievedly.
"Oh? Really?" Mrs. Weasley's face turned pale, but the next moment, she saw a hint of joy in George's eyes. Before Fred and George could react, she immediately waved three times in succession. magic wand.
"Come on! Come on! Come on!"
Then about a dozen tightly wrapped candies rushed out from the lining of Fred and George's jackets and the cuffs of their jeans.
George and Fred's faces turned pale, and their expressions suddenly fell.
"This is all we spent half a year developing!" Fred shouted. He didn't have to guess what the ending of these candies would be. He didn't hug his mother, who would put them away and wait for him to come back. Give back your expectations.
"Half a year? No wonder your OWLS results are so embarrassing!" Mrs. Weasley glanced at Fred and George up and down, as if she thought they had found everything, and then she exhaled and said sharply.
"Okay, okay, Molly, it's time for us to leave. Amos should be here by now."
"Hmph." Mrs. Weasley snorted at the two brothers, then hugged Mr. Weasley and kissed his cheek, "Be safe and have a good time. Percy and the others will go find him at noon. you."
When Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley said goodbye, Fred winked at Soul quietly, and then immediately returned to his parents' unloving expression.
Hermione was right next to Suer and saw the change in Fred's expression. She glanced at Suer thoughtfully. She was smart enough to guess that Fred and George might have transferred part of the toffee in advance.
She quietly pulled the hem of Rasul's clothes, raised her eyebrows when Suel looked over, and raised the corners of her mouth with an inexplicable expression.
The corners of Su Er's mouth curled up slightly, and he raised his fingers to his lips.
"Shh..."
……
The air outside was still cold, and the moon hung high in the sky. There was only a faint light on the horizon on the right, indicating that dawn was coming.
The road to Stoat Mountain was extremely difficult to walk. Due to the thick dew in the morning and a little light rain late the night before, the road became muddy. Everyone walked quietly along the path towards the village. Go, there is silence everywhere, only the sound of their footsteps and breathing.
When passing through the village, the sky in the distance was dyed with a beautiful dark blue, and it was not far from dawn.
Mr. Weasley kept looking at his watch, urging everyone to go faster.
The road up the mountain is much more difficult than walking on the 'flat path'. At the beginning, Mr. Weasley was still interested in introducing some knowledge about portkeys to the Surs. By the second half of the journey, his head was full. Sweating profusely and being out of breath are common problems among adults who sit in offices all year round.
The young man performed much better than Mr. Weasley.
After a while, Mr. Weasley stopped, panting and smiling.
"Yes, we arrived on time."
"I guess they are preparing to use apparation to go there." Sule said, "That is a magic that allows wizards to travel from one place to another instantly."
"So, they are still sleeping soundly now?" Fred said angrily, "Why can't we apparate over there?!"
"Because you are not old enough to learn this magic, and you have not passed the exam to get the certificate." Mrs. Weasley glanced at Fred.
"Don't try to learn this magic in private. If you let me know..."
"Oh, Molly, you know that Apparition can only be learned by being taught by a wizard with rich mobile experience." Mr. Weasley carefully stuffed the ticket into the pocket of his denim jacket. At Sur's suggestion, he went upstairs and changed into a light blue short-sleeved shirt and a denim jacket.
"Otherwise it would be a very dangerous thing. I think Fred would not want his body and head to be separated."
Mr. Weasley said the scary words in the calmest tone, but Harry seemed not to understand.
"Separate?"
"Ah, yes, Apparition is not a magic that is easy to learn. You must have a license issued by the Department of Magical Transport to perform Apparition. I think I have learned it, but I use Apparition without a certificate. It’s easy to get into some trouble.”
"Two people disembodied without certificates, causing them to leave half of their bodies behind. This is what I call separation."
"From the waist up..." Mr. Weasley stretched out his hand and made a gesture on his body. "It appeared in another place, but the back half of his body did not follow."
"Are they okay?" Harry's eyes widened in horror, and his sleep was swept away.
"No problem, but I was severely fined. The Ministry of Magic's incident reversal team arrived in time. It took them a lot of effort to deal with this matter, because some Muggles saw some of the body parts they left behind. "
Mr. Weasley glanced at Fred and the others calmly, "I think they probably don't dare to act hastily anymore."
"Okay, kids, have you packed everything? Let's set off now. We have to walk a little way to the nearby Stoat Mountain to use the Portkey---"
"Wait a minute." Mrs. Weasley suddenly shouted, "George!"
Su Er pretended to be startled, and glanced at George without any trace of his eyes, oh, how miserable.
"What's the matter?" George pretended to be nonchalant, but his eyes were moving unnaturally. Mrs. Weasley, who knew her son's nature well, could see through it at a glance.
"What's in your pocket?!"
"It's nothing, Mom." George still wanted to argue.
"Don't lie to me!" Mrs. Weasley pointed her wand at George's pocket, "Fly here!"
A bunch of colorful things jumped out of George's pocket. George panicked and tried to reach out to grab it, but they jumped directly into Mrs. Weasley's open palm.
"I've told you before! Let you destroy this thing!" Mrs. Weasley raised the things in her hand angrily. Soul recognized them. These are the fertilizers jointly developed by George and Weasley. Tongue Toffee.
"These are just candies, Mom." George exclaimed, "No one says you can't eat candies when you go to the game, right?"
"You know what I mean, George, do you want me to say it a second time?!" Mrs. Weasley became even more angry because of George's sophistry, "I said, don't lie to me! Pick your pockets for me Clean! I can’t believe that’s all you brought! And you! Fred!”
It was an uncomfortable sight, as Fred and George grim-faced and reluctantly took out large amounts of Fat Tongue Taffy from their pockets.
"They're all here!" Fred said aggrievedly.
"Oh? Really?" Mrs. Weasley's face turned pale, but the next moment, she saw a hint of joy in George's eyes. Before Fred and George could react, she immediately waved three times in succession. magic wand.
"Come on! Come on! Come on!"
Then about a dozen tightly wrapped candies rushed out from the lining of Fred and George's jackets and the cuffs of their jeans.
George and Fred's faces turned pale, and their expressions suddenly fell.
"This is all we spent half a year developing!" Fred shouted. He didn't have to guess what the ending of these candies would be. He didn't hug his mother, who would put them away and wait for him to come back. Give back your expectations.
"Half a year? No wonder your OWLS results are so embarrassing!" Mrs. Weasley glanced at Fred and George up and down, as if she thought they had found everything, and then she exhaled and said sharply.
"Okay, okay, Molly, it's time for us to leave. Amos should be here by now."
"Hmph." Mrs. Weasley snorted at the two brothers, then hugged Mr. Weasley and kissed his cheek, "Be safe and have a good time. Percy and the others will go find him at noon. you."
When Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley said goodbye, Fred winked at Soul quietly, and then immediately returned to his parents' unloving expression.
Hermione was right next to Suer and saw the change in Fred's expression. She glanced at Suer thoughtfully. She was smart enough to guess that Fred and George might have transferred part of the toffee in advance.
She quietly pulled the hem of Rasul's clothes, raised her eyebrows when Suel looked over, and raised the corners of her mouth with an inexplicable expression.
The corners of Su Er's mouth curled up slightly, and he raised his fingers to his lips.
"Shh..."
……
The air outside was still cold, and the moon hung high in the sky. There was only a faint light on the horizon on the right, indicating that dawn was coming.
The road to Stoat Mountain was extremely difficult to walk. Due to the thick dew in the morning and a little light rain late the night before, the road became muddy. Everyone walked quietly along the path towards the village. Go, there is silence everywhere, only the sound of their footsteps and breathing.
When passing through the village, the sky in the distance was dyed with a beautiful dark blue, and it was not far from dawn.
Mr. Weasley kept looking at his watch, urging everyone to go faster.
The road up the mountain is much more difficult than walking on the 'flat path'. At the beginning, Mr. Weasley was still interested in introducing some knowledge about portkeys to the Surs. By the second half of the journey, his head was full. Sweating profusely and being out of breath are common problems among adults who sit in offices all year round.
The young man performed much better than Mr. Weasley.
After a while, Mr. Weasley stopped, panting and smiling.
"Yes, we arrived on time."
