Chapter 457: I Am Your Brother, After All
After Kanna joined the group, they continued pushing the cart through the bustling campsite, each wearing something colorful to attract attention. Business was steady and lively, with plenty of customers stopping to buy souvenirs.
During a quiet moment, Kyle took the opportunity to ask Kreacher about Regulus, but Kreacher could only choke back tears, muttering that "Master Regulus was becoming more and more like his old self." Kyle got the sense that things were progressing, just as he had hoped.
As noon approached, the crowd around the campsite grew thicker.
"It was worth working so hard all summer," Fred said contentedly, wiping sweat from his forehead and looking down at their half-empty fireworks case.
By now, they were hungry and had pushed their cart toward the far end of the site. George squinted into the distance, looking around.
"Where is it...? Didn't Lee Jordan say it was around here?" He was searching for the Weasley family's tent.
In their eagerness to get going that morning, he'd forgotten to ask exactly where their tent was. Thankfully, they had run into Lee Jordan, their Hogwarts friend and the school's Quidditch commentator, who mentioned seeing Harry and Ginny near the trees on the edge of the field. Following his directions, they'd eventually found their way here.
"Oh, over there..." Cedric said, suddenly pointing to a clearing not too far away. Harry and Ron were emerging from a tent, carrying a pot between them. Mr. Weasley was nearby, struggling with a pile of firewood.
"Oh... went out again. I thought Hermione had lit it already." Mr. Weasley was on his hands and knees, blowing hard at the barely-smoldering fire, his face and clothes now covered in ash.
"Dad, what are you doing?" Fred asked, amused. "Did you leave your wand at home?"
"Now, Fred, it's about blending in," Mr. Weasley replied, standing up and rubbing his sore neck from all the bending.