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Chapter 10 Ancestors and Top Secret Information

"Ah, summer mornings are always so comfortable, but I think sleeping more will help you get better." Silver yawned and took the drink handed over by the house elf Ranold. He smacked his lips with all his mouth. "The predecessors of the Silver family once said that early birds may not eat bugs, because the bugs are sleeping in."

"Jack!" Hermione frowned in dissatisfaction. "You know, whether it is a wizard or a Muggle, they all think..."

Silver quickly begged, "Don't get me wrong. I'm not protesting that you've dragged me out of bed, I'm just explaining a certain point of view from the previous generation."

He dismissed the topic with guilt, "Let me tell you, what happened yesterday, Ranod, bring today's Prophet Daily for me to see."

Ranold soon brought the newspaper with the title: "The Horror Scene of the Quidditch World Cup", and it also features a glittering black and white photo of the Dark Mark hanging from the treetops.

"I bet there is something to report this month in the Prophet Daily," Silver muttered.

"The Ministry of Magic is panicked... the criminal is not caught... the security is relaxed... the dark wizard is at ease... and brings shame to the country... Who wrote this? It's a familiar routine. Let me see, it's indeed Rita Skit."

"Ministry should be glad that Rita Skit didn't know more." Silver raised his eyebrows, "I can swear in the name of the previous generation that the person who fired the Dark Mark last night would never have time to escape the Ministry of Magic's search. The Ministry of Magic has definitely found something, but it was not released for some concern. Rita Skit should be collecting information around the world now."

"I always feel that when you take the name of the previous generation, you are talking about some unreasonable fallacies." Hermione criticized mercilessly.

"Hermione, don't let suspicion blind your heart," Silver said seriously. "The ancestors taught us..."

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Harry was no longer the at a loss-ridden wizard back then. He had long known how to get to the Nine and Three-quarters train station. He pretended to be casual and chatted with Ron, and then he walked sideways through the wall.

The Hogwarts Express train was already parked there. It was a crimson steam locomotive that was spraying thick smoke. Looking through the thick smoke, many Hogwarts students and parents on the platform seemed to be dark ghosts. There were many owls in the smoke, and Hedwig and the piglet also responded with a squeak, which was even more aggravated than before.

Harry and Ron moved their luggage up, and then, they jumped back to the platform and said goodbye to Mrs. Weasley, Bill and Charlie.

"I might be able to see you all soon." Charlie smiled as he hugged Ginny and said goodbye to her.

"Why?" Fred asked anxiously.

"You'll know," Charlie said, "Don't tell Percy that I mentioned it... You know, it's 'top secret information' and it'll be released when the Ministry thinks it's right'."

"Ah, I really wish I could go back to Hogwarts to school this year," Bill said. He put his hands in his pockets, his eyes looking at the train, with a little melancholy.

"Why?" George asked impatiently.

"You guys will have a very interesting year," Bill said, his eyes shining, "I might take a leave to watch some of it..."

"What part?" Ron asked.

But at this moment, the whistle blew and Mrs. Weasley drove them to the car door.

"Mom!" Ron said irritably, "What the hell is it? You three know about it, just hide it from us?"

"I guess you'll figure it out tonight," said Mrs. Weasley with a smile. "It will definitely be exciting - tell you, I'm so glad they've revised the rules-"

"What charter?"

"I'm sure Professor Dumbledore will tell you... OK, perform better, do you know? Did you hear that, Fred? And you, George?"

The engine's pistons made a loud hissing sound and the train started.

"Tell us what happened in Hogwarts!" Fred shouted out the window-Mrs. Weasley, Bill and Charlie were moving away quickly, "What charter have they revised?"
Chapter completed!
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