Chapter 535
Liujing News
Chapter 535 Liujing News
Wade opened the door curtain and saw Sirius at a glance.
He was leaning against a pillar not far away, with a bonfire in front of him, staring at the fire with his gray eyes, wondering what he was thinking. The clothes on his body were still the wizard robes that Dumbledore had conjured for him when he returned to human form.
Hearing the voice, he looked up and asked, "Are you done talking?"
"Yeah." Wade responded, walked over and asked, "Have you been waiting for me here?"
"The campsite is not peaceful tonight." Sirius pointed to the Ministry of Magic's tent not far away and said, "You can also listen to those people's quarrels - it's much more interesting than the Muggle talk show."
"Are you still arguing?" Wade couldn't help but turn his head to take a look. The tent was now silent. He wondered if a whispering spell had been cast.
"Not anymore, because they had a fight. You should have seen it—"
Sirius said: "The Bulgarian Minister of Magic knocked Fudge out of the tent like a wild boar, and then a fat woman rushed out and jumped on the Bulgarian Minister and nearly crushed him to death."
Vader now really regretted missing this scene, and sighed, "If only they had fought later... No reporter took pictures of it?"
"It's hard to say." Sirius sneered with gloating, raised his chin and motioned Wade to look at the sky: "The FMC has a lot of these things shooting everywhere, maybe the two ministers will board the streamer tomorrow!"
In the night sky, a little blue bird stood on the top of a tent not far away, staring at the Ministry of Magic's tent without blinking.
Nowadays, almost everyone in the magic world knows that this bird is the mother lens for FMC shooting. It is very flexible and agile, and it will produce some exciting pictures from time to time.
It is said that the Ministry of Magic has also urgently set up a news department and is formulating various laws regarding the content broadcast by the streaming mirror.
Marchionne was very smart in this regard. His focus was always on making money rather than starting a war of public opinion. Therefore, the content of Streaming Mirror rarely involved politics or sensitive topics. Most of them were light-hearted, funny, or from various Muggle film and television works.
If Fudge had passed some law, Marchionne wouldn't have arranged for someone to comment on it on Mirror Online; but two Ministers for Magic fighting with bare hands?
This kind of news is so interesting that he will definitely not miss it.
Vader smiled knowingly.
Sirius did not ask him what he had talked about with Dumbledore, but instead gave a similar warning to the headmaster - don't trust strange animals easily, and the Weasley family was a lesson for him.
Wade couldn't say that he was cheating, so he nodded obediently and agreed.
When they returned to the tent, the sky was already slightly bright. Many people in the camp had packed up their tents and ran to find Basil, the portkey manager, hoping to leave the camp as soon as possible.
Looking at the long team, Wade stopped and said, "I won't go with you."
He looked at the wizards who were dragging their children and making a lot of noise, and said, "This incident should be broadcast on the streaming mirror soon. I have to go home before my parents get worried."
Sirius stared at Vader for a few seconds, then suddenly grinned, reached out and ruffled Vader's hair, and said, "Okay, be smart when you go home, and be safe."
"Moody lives next door to me. He may be the most vigilant wizard in the world." Wade said with a smile.
He returned to his bedroom and simply packed up his things. Since Harry and the others seemed to be still asleep, he didn't say hello to anyone and just Disapparated away.
The camp was far away from Vader's home, so for safety reasons he apparated twice before returning to the town.
Fearing that the gunshot-like crackling noises when he Apparated would scare his parents, Vader first appeared in a nearby alley before heading toward his home.
When he pushed open the door, the lights in the living room came on immediately, and then Fiona almost ran out of the door, hugged Wade, her body trembling slightly.
"Thank God...you are still alive...you are finally back..." Fiona said tremblingly with red eyes.
Wade felt that the arms were so strong that they could almost embed him. He patted his mother's back soothingly and said softly, "Okay, okay, I'm home, I'm fine..."
"As long as everything is fine, we'll talk about it when we get back."
Ferdinand pulled Fiona over, hugged his wife and son tightly, and led them into the house. On the streaming mirror in the living room, the scene of the Irish leprechaun going crazy was playing. The streaming mirror currently had no shielding means, and the bloody scene directly hit people's eyes, and the screams were clearly audible.
"Actually, it's over. These are all previous scenes. It is said that all the leprechauns and veela have been controlled now, and the Ministry of Magic is investigating the reason for their madness."
Wade sat down and said lightly, "We have been staying in Sirius's tent. As you know, the ancient magic families always master some powerful protective spells, so we have not encountered any attacks from beginning to end."
"That's good." Fiona patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "I was terrified... I was afraid something might happen to you."
Upon hearing this, Wade touched the communication pea in his ear in surprise, confirming that he had not accidentally missed any communication, and asked:
"If you were worried, why didn't you contact me? I thought you were asleep and had no idea of the situation at the camp."
Ferdinand sat next to him and said helplessly: "That's what I said, but your mother is worried that calling at this time will disturb you."
Fiona said seriously, "Isn't that the kind of plot that often happens in movies? The protagonist is fighting the enemy or sneaking into a dangerous place, but because of a phone call, he falls into a fatal crisis."
"So she would rather worry herself to death than put you in such a crisis."
Ferdinand smiled at his wife, obviously finding her very cute like this.
Now that Wade had returned safely, the couple were in a mood to chat and laugh. They avoided the obvious casualties in the camp and only talked about the World Cup match that had just ended.
This time, FMC live broadcast the entire competition process, allowing people who could not attend the event to enjoy it.
As he was talking, Wade yawned. Fiona knew that he had not slept all night, so she urged Wade to go back to his room and sleep.
When the sound of a door closing was heard upstairs, the air in the room suddenly became quiet and the smiles on the Gray couple's faces disappeared.
"Ferdie, I kind of regret sending him to Hogwarts." Fiona leaned on her husband's shoulder and said softly, "Time and again... how dangerous it is! He didn't get involved this time, but... what about next time?"
——You weren’t involved? Not necessarily.
Ferdinand thought to himself, recalling the look in his son's eyes.
As a boy grows into a man, what he experiences and his changing consciousness will be reflected in his eyes.
Ferdinand did not voice his guess. He pulled his wife into his arms and whispered, "I know, we all know that the wizarding world is dangerous, but did you see the look in Wade's eyes when he was learning magic? He loves magic, and he also likes the friends he made in the wizarding world."
Fiona's tears welled up in her eyes, but she nodded. "Yeah... I remember that when Wade was in a normal school, he always seemed very bored... He had a few classmates to play with, but he was actually very distant from everyone..."
"So... maybe he was born to be in the magical world, and we can't deprive him of his happiness."
Ferdinand gently held Fiona's hand and said, "Even if we are no longer able to protect him, we must believe in him and support him...Respect Wade's choice. No matter what difficulties he encounters, we will be by his side."
Fiona nodded, closed her eyes, and buried herself deeper into her husband's arms. Ferdinand bent down and kissed his wife's forehead.
At this moment, the image on the mirror turned into snowflakes, and after flashing for a few seconds, it changed into another pitch-black scene.
Ferdinand knew that this was a sign that the witches had seized the FMC again and were carrying out their own propaganda. He raised his eyes habitually, ready to see what news those dark wizards had created.
Then, Ferdinand sat up straight, his hands and feet cold as he looked at the scene in the mirror.
Countless tall trees rumbled towards the stadium with flashing lights like ancient demons.
And between the two, there were only dozens of wizards standing in a row, forming a wall that looked fragile and powerless.
(End of this chapter)