Marvel's Hogwarts Wizard

Chapter 553 Sending You a Thousand Miles Away (First Update)

However, Rita clearly didn't want to miss this prime opportunity for the interview.

You should know that she wasn't the only reporter at the Quidditch World Cup camp who wanted to interview Jerry.

Dozens of journalists from different newspapers in various countries had just gone with her to the English Quidditch team to find Jerry, hoping to be the first to interview him and publish a report.

Unfortunately, they all came up empty-handed; Jerry wasn't in the team's tent at all.

If she hadn't just run into Percy, a new employee at the Ministry of Magic, she wouldn't have known that Jerry was actually living in the Weasleys' tent.

Jerry is now both the most popular player in the Quidditch finals and the creator of the new magical portal, making him a hot commodity in the eyes of all reporters.

Having secured the first interview opportunity, she wasn't about to let it slip away.

Seeing Rita and her cameraman blocking the entrance to the magic tent, refusing to budge no matter what he said, Jerry almost delivered an Avada Kedavra to her.

"Mr. Carmen, how did you come up with the idea of ​​creating such ingenious magic? Was it because you always wanted to contribute to the wizarding world that you devoted yourself to this research?"

Rita once again adopted a stance that said, "I definitely won't move aside until you answer."

He squinted at Rita, and suddenly an idea struck him—he had a solution.

"Oh, no, it's because I'm too old to be apparated, so I created the portal to make it easier for me to travel long distances during summer vacation."

"Ah... so that's the reason? This... is truly astonishing?"

Rita was taken aback for a moment, then her eyes lit up, and she quickly used her magic pen to write down the interview. She understood that this kind of unconventional answer was actually more topical and more attractive.

The photographer behind her immediately raised his magic camera and started taking pictures of Jerry.

"So, Mr. Carmen, you really have mastered how to use that kind of portal, just as Mr. Fell said before?"

Rita then asked the most important question.

Jerry's lips curled into a slight smile:

"Of course, I'll show you."

Immediately afterwards, he casually drew a circle of fire behind him.

"Once you cross this ring of fire, you'll reach the African savanna. You can try it with the photographer, take a picture there, and put it in tomorrow's newspaper as proof."

"Oh, that's a great idea!"

Rita's eyes lit up; she had already decided on the headline for tomorrow's Daily Prophet: "The Portal from Britain to Africa," which would definitely be a bestseller.

Thinking of this, she couldn't wait to pull the photographer through the portal.

"It really is the African savanna! Quick, take a picture and include the portal in it."

Seeing the herd of zebras in the distance, Rita excitedly greeted the photographers.

However, just then, Jerry's somewhat flustered voice suddenly came from the other end of the portal:

"Oh no! The portal is unstable and about to collapse! Please come back soon!"

Before Rita and the photographer could react, the ring of fire suddenly disappeared.

The two were immediately dumbfounded.

"Rita, get your wand out quickly, something seems wrong."

To make matters worse, not long after the ring of fire disappeared, a large pack of hyenas, drooling, surrounded the two of them. The photographer quickly put down his camera, took out his wand, and reminded Rita, who was still annoyed beside him.

"I'll see you off, a thousand miles away. Alright, no one should bother us for the rest of the day, we can set off now!"

After putting away the fire ring, Jerry turned to Hermione and the others who were dumbfounded and laughed.

The Weasley brothers had already given Jerry a thumbs up.

The twin brothers absolutely love this kind of prank. They've decided that when they get back, they'll definitely go to Flourish and Blotts in Diagon Alley to buy two of Jerry's magic books and learn this portal magic.

And so, amidst laughter and banter, the group set off again.

To prevent a recurrence of the previous situation, Jerry put on a mask that covered half of his face after leaving the tent.

As the most popular Seeker for the English Quidditch team, he has quite a few fans in the wizarding world, and it would be troublesome if he were recognized later.

When I stepped out of the tent, it was already past six o'clock. The sun was slowly rising on the coastline outside, and the sunlight shone on the earth, making the campsite even more lively.

Some wizards who had arrived earlier due to the distance were also getting up.

Outside the tent next to the Weasleys' house, a two-year-old wizard boy was poking a slug that had swelled up to the size of a sausage with a wand that belonged to either his father or mother.

Not far from the tent, I saw several little witches, about three or four years old, riding toy flying brooms, chasing and playing less than half a meter off the ground.

"I'm Jerry, the fastest Seeker! You won't catch me!"

The little witch flying at the very front, at a speed not much faster than running, left her companions behind and shouted excitedly.

At the same time, you can also see many wizards in tents, using their wands to start fires and make breakfast. There are African male wizards wearing white robes, and Salem witches hanging glittering banners, etc.

"Huh—am I seeing things? Why has everything turned green?"

After walking a little further, Ron suddenly rubbed his eyes and exclaimed in surprise.

There was a large area of ​​tents in front of us, all covered with a layer of green clover. At first glance, they looked like oddly shaped green hills.

"The Irish team's logo, the lucky shamrock—want to buy one and put it on your tent for only five silver scissors!"

Just then, an elderly wizard came over, carrying a bunch of clover decorations, and started selling them to Jerry and his friends.

"Sorry, we support England!"

Hermione stepped forward and refused outright.

Jerry plays for an English team, so of course they should support the English team.

"I'd like to know what should be hung on the tent supporting the England team?"

After the old wizard left, Harry's face was full of curiosity.

Jerry smiled and pointed to a large group of tents in the distance, each bearing the flag of the English Red Cross:

"We can go over there and take a look."

They stepped over the tents of the Irish team's supporters and arrived at the tents of the English team's supporters, leaving everyone, including Jerry himself, stunned.

What did they see?

They noticed that every single tent had the same sticker on it.

The sticker features a gentle and handsome face with brown hair, sharp features, and a gentle smile that occasionally blinks.

That face belongs to none other than Jerry himself.

"This looks really good, let's buy one and stick it on the tent!"

Hermione looked at the tent and saw countless Jerrys winking and smiling at her, her eyes immediately sparkling.

Jerry: "."

(End of this chapter)