Both Xiaomeng and Hermione used the door key for the first time.

When their fingers touched the glass bottle, they immediately felt a hook suddenly hooking forward with an irresistible momentum behind their belly buttons. Xiaomeng then left the ground and flew up!

She could feel Lynn and Hermione on both sides of hers, their shoulders colliding with hers.

They flew forward like a gust of wind, and they could not see anything in front of them.

Hermione's index finger was tightly stuck to the bottle, as if the bottle had a magnetic force, pulling her over, and then it seemed that only a second had passed. Her feet fell heavily to the ground, and Xiaomeng staggered to her side, and she fell down.

With a "bang", the door key also fell not far from her.

"It's very unhappy, why can't we come here on a flying broom?" Xiaomeng said with a bitter face while sitting on the ground covering his butt.

Lynn stretched out a hand to each of them and pulled them up from the ground.

This is not the first time he has used a door key, and he is familiar with this thing.

"If we ride a flying broom, we will probably have to fly all day, and so many wizards will alarm the Muggles even at night."

Lynn said while helping them slap the soil on their bodies.

They are now in a misty swamp, which looks wet and makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

"At 7:05, from Primrose Mountain."

In front of them were two tired and gloomy wizards standing.

One of them held a large gold watch, the other was holding a thick roll of parchment paper and a quill.

Both of them dressed up as Muggles, but the effect was very average.

The man with the gold watch wore a tweed suit on the upper body, but a pair of high-thigh rubber shoes underneath, and his colleague wore a pleated skirt and a South American cape worn by the Scottish Highlands man.

Jack walked to the two witches with the glass bottles in his hand.

“Good morning, Barz.”

"Hello, Jack." Barz said tiredly, "You are so happy that you didn't work today. We have been guarding here for a night."

Jack scratched his head with a smile.

"No, I have a job today, too. Mr. Leon asked me to help bring his nephew to the scene. You know, the supervisor is very busy today, and those foreign wizards are not very honest in the UK."

Hearing him say this, Barz barely opened his eyes a little wide and smiled friendly at Lynn.

Although he did not work under Leon, the Auror supervisor was the Auror supervisor after all, and he had to be flattered.

Who knows if one day a group of vicious Aurors will rush into his house to search for a bunch of contraband and capture him.

Barz put the glass bottle that Jack had handed to him into a large box.

Lynn saw other used door keys inside, including a worn boot, an old newspaper, an empty can and a ripped soccer ball.

"Who is the name of the camp you made your appointment?" Barz looked at Lynn.

"Linn Bellock" Lynn reported his name.

"Bellock...Bellock..." He searched on long parchment paper and finally found Lynn's last name.

"You are in Camp 3. If you don't know the location, you can use the camp next to Weasley's house as a reference. They have just arrived here and are with Sirius and Harry Potter. Their family are all red-haired and should be setting up camp tents, which is easy to identify."

"Thank you, Basil," Jack said, and he greeted Lynn and the others to follow him.

They walked through the deserted swamp, and could hardly see anything in the thick fog. After about twenty minutes, a door appeared before them, and then a small stone house.

Here you can vaguely see hundreds of tents standing on the open space ahead.

"Because there are too many wizards coming to watch the game, their overwhelming gathering together will definitely arouse the vigilance of some Muggles. Although the Ministry of Magic has to arrange for them to come here in batches, the cheaper the ticket price, the earlier it will be. The earliest one has been here even a week ago."

Jack explained to them, then stopped.

"My mission is completed after you bring you here. After that, you just need to go to the Muggle administrator named Roberts and ask him where his tent is. Supervisor Chan Leon should have paid."

Lynn nodded.

"Thank you for bringing us here."

"It's a simple task, don't forget to give me a good review from the supervisor." Jack said and moved away with a phantom.

Lynn brought Hermione and Xiaomeng to the only Muggle administrator present.

Compared with other wizards' inappropriate Muggle outfits, Lynn and the others are obviously much more normal.

"Hello Mr. Roberts, we should have booked a tent here two days ago, leaving the name Belloc."

The Muggle named Roberts looked a little dazed, and he didn't react to Lynn's words at the first time.

Xiaomeng whispered, grabbing Hermione's arm.

"He looks dumb, very much like the owl that Lynn raises."

Hermione patted her head.

"Don't say bad things about others behind your back."

Lin En looked at the only ordinary person among a group of wizards suspiciously, wondering if he had been used too many forgetting spells, and his mind had become stupid.

At this time, a wizard wearing bloomers fell from the sky, and he walked to Lynn with a frown.

"Well, this poor guy does look a little wrong. He may have been greatly stimulated and forgotten them again and again, causing some problems now."

Lynn frowned.

“Is it serious?”

"It's not serious, but I have to take him to St. Mungo to see the therapist, hoping not to leave him any sequelae."

The wizard of the bloomers was quite a bit apologetic, at least not the kind of thing that thought it was natural for Muggles to suffer such a thing.

"Has the Ministry of Magic recently expanded the recruitment of many wizards to deal with this competition? Why do you have to choose a Muggle to do such a critical place?"

The bloomer wizard was a little surprised that Lynn looked not old, but knew a lot about the Ministry of Magic, he explained.

"This is Mr. Balmain's mistake. He thought there was no one under the Sports Department, so he invited the newly unemployed Muggle. This Muggle himself wanted to do this job. After all, Mr. Balmain promised him a large amount of Muggle currency."
Chapter completed!