Following the long stairs, several people came to a short and narrow dirt passage. "This height—is it a hole made by a goblin?" Ron gestured to the height of the hole, "or a goblin?"

"Probably a goblin, I remember there was a goblin rebellion near Hogsmeade village... Hey! Please George! Don't look at me like that!"

George stared at Fred with the expression of 'you study behind my back'.

"- This is also seen from the Chocolate Frog card--Legnac I! He is the only fairy in so many cards! All the things that happened to the fairy are in its introduction!"

"Yes!" Ron squeezed his fist and knocked on the dirt beside the hole, "the only goblin card! I remember it! It was the one who made Gryffindor's great sword - but now those goblins want to The sword is going back, saying that what a fairy makes is a fairy!"

"It's really unreasonable!" Ron was full of indignation, "The wine will always be in the bar, let those goblins who are addicted to alcohol spit it out!"

"They won't spit them out, at most they will be returned to you in another way." George spread his hands.

"Hey—" Harry got what George meant.

Anna was a little surprised, "Is this still written on the chocolate frog card? The goblin asks to return the sword?"

Isn't this provoking a conflict between fairies and wizards?

"That's right - goblins don't eat chocolate frogs, they don't care if their name is on a card - as long as their money isn't involved - they don't care if it's on Azkaban's list. "

Fred paused and held the glowing wand farther, "Of course—I've never heard of goblins going into Azkaban—probably because it's a notorious 'wizard' prison, not ' Goblin' Prison."

"Perhaps because the Brotherhood of Goblins can unite to protect their compatriots, they have a chance to negotiate with the Ministry of Magic..."

Anna listened carefully to the words of several people, and believed that she could get a lot of information from the Weasley brothers whose father worked in the Ministry of Magic.

It sounds like the situation of goblins seems a bit interesting, similar to house elves, they are in an abnormal coexistence relationship with wizards, but the difference is that they earn a sigh of relief, instead of being submissive like house elves.

Anna touched her chin. According to the world setting of the entire "Harry Potter", it is full of various chains of contempt—

Anna still remembers Rowling's specific description of the magic fountain statue in the hall of the Ministry of Magic - the wizard is held in the middle, and next to him is a beautiful witch, while the house-elves, goblins and centaurs are even shorter. , looked at the two people in the middle with admiration, it is worth mentioning that the house elf sculpture also has a wonderful smile.

Satire.

First of all, most house-elves can't laugh at all.

And the attitude of goblins and centaurs to wizards is not at all admiration - they are lucky if they don't fight.

Think of the goblin rebellions of yesteryear, and the Ministry of Magic's 'Central Liaison Office' - no centaurs ever used this office, which is an accepted joke at the Ministry of Magic.

Not to mention the contempt chain of the wizarding community - age, gender, race, bloodline.

"That's what Bill told us, he's our oldest brother, president of Gryffindor! He wants to go to Gringotts as a spell breaker when he graduates, and mum said that kind of work was dangerous, but he told us maybe Can take an adventure in the Pyramid—"

"Amazing!" Harry almost stepped on Ron's shoe, "Is that the pyramid I thought?"

"If it's the Egyptian one, I think so." Anna could hear the pride in Ron's tone, maybe they were all proud of Bill, "Maybe I'll be a spell-breaker in the future, or something else. Great job!"

"Then let's practice being the Minister of Magic first..." Fred interjected, "Or just marrying a Minister can achieve a great career."

George thinks of the current Minister for Magic, Millison Bagno, and laughs, "Speaking of which I like the current Minister, Ms Bagno, who is adamant about the 'right of everyone to have fun' - and we need this again. The right is nothing but-"

"Especially when you're messing around!" Ron breathed heavily. "How long have we been gone? Maybe twenty minutes, I think? Why is this tunnel so long? It doesn't lead to London, does it?"

"Of course not," Fred stopped, and several people came to a relatively large cave with a stone slide in front of him, "Is there a door on this slide?"

Harry took a closer look. "Looks like a wall?"

"It's easy to do with the wall." The experience of Diagon Alley made Fred think that Anna had her own way of dealing with the wall, and he returned the wand to Anna.

"Anna! It's up to you!"

Anna smiled wryly, "Then let me try." She climbed up the stone slide and came to a small platform where only one person could stand.

She did vaguely remember how to open the door. What was the spell?

Anna remembered that it was a statue of an old witch with a hunchback - "Do you open the door with a hunchback?"

The wall didn't respond, "The skin is open and the flesh is broken?"

"Bone and flesh separated?" The wall vibrated slightly, but stopped quickly.

Ron whispered from below, "These spells sound really dark."

"Left and right separation?"

"Kacha—" The stone wall in front of him spread out to both sides, revealing a narrow gap that could allow one person to pass through. Several people passed by with their stomachs tucked in. Harry thought that Dudley's stomach would definitely get stuck.

[Weasley in Trouble - Secret Path: Mission Completion Rewards: Memory +20, Reaction +20, Harry Courage +3]

Very European-style interior design, stone-paved stairs, the stone walls of the corridors have beautiful pattern carvings, and the walls near the stairs are pasted with gold-patterned green background wallpaper, with exquisite paintings hanging on them.

Harry looked at where they had just come out - it was a statue of a one-eyed old witch with a pink hat.

"Merlin's socks—I know where we are—" George watched as two young men in robes hurried down the stairs, muttering 'Quidditch', 'it's too late', they walked Too anxious to notice the group of 'black cloaks' behind the statue.

"Their robes! I've seen them at home!" Fred lowered his voice, Harry looked at him nervously, and Ron looked in disbelief.

"This is Hogwarts!" The twins were very excited.

At the same time, the Burrow's fireplace hummed.

"Shh—" Mrs. Weasley and Ginny appeared in the living room.

"Really, this weather—"

Complaining about the sudden downpour, she took off her coat and hung it on the shelf by the door, "Whoo—dear Ginny, go and pull a cabbage from the backyard—so we'll be back early so the boys can eat The meal is hot-"

"Get ready for dinner - Ron! Fred! George!" she yelled towards the stairs, with no expected response.

"Mom! They went out to play—" Ginny secretly looked out the window, but didn't see the blue Ford car parked on the side of the road. "Maybe it's going to Diagon Alley..."

Mrs. Weasley was a little surprised, "Ron went too?! Thanks Merlin! The twins are finally willing to take their youngest brother?"

Ginny stood in front of the window to block Mrs. Weasley's sight. She was not used to lying, and cold sweat broke down on her head, "Yes, yes...they have a good relationship now..."

"That's great!" Molly Weasley hugged Ginny, "To commemorate this moment, we have to make a good meal in the afternoon and wait for them to come back!"

"Of course Mom!" Ginny breathed a sigh of relief, watching Mrs Weasley walk towards the kitchen.

"Huh?" She heard her mother's doubtful voice, and followed Mrs. Weasley's gaze to the clock by the fireplace.

Finished.

"Is the clock broken? Why can't I find it—" Mrs. Weasley stopped.

She saw that her husband Arthur was at 'work', which was normal, and it was normal for her eldest son Bill, the second son Charlie and the third son Percy to be at 'school'—

She thought of something, bypassed Ginny who was at a loss, and looked out the window, but there was nothing she wanted to see.

"Dear—Ginny—"

"Maybe you can tell me—where did our car go? That blue, Ford sedan..."

"And why are Fred, George, and even Ron--at 'school'??"

Mrs. Weasley thought a few people had the audacity to drive to Hogwarts, but it was a nine-hour train ride, and that rotten Ford didn't know what to expect along the way!

Her hair stood on end, and Ginny swore she heard a crackling in the air.

"I don't know anything, Mom!" Ginny's eyes widened, brothers, I couldn't stop it, good luck.