We headed out for the pyramids in a similar car to the one we had arrived at the hotel in. We arrived at a special wizarding entrance, hidden behind a similar enchanted wall to our hotel. As we stepped out of the car, Bill and Charlie approached us.
"How's Norbert?" I asked Charlie, referencing the dragon that Harry, Ron and Hermione had dealt with in their first year.
"Norbert, you mean Norberta?" he replied
"What, it was a girl all along?"
"Yeah, you'd think Hagrid would know that wouldn't you? Still, she's coming along well in dragon terms, bloody vicious though. I know, you'd say all dragons are vicious, but trust me, there's a lot of difference and you'd see that if you'd worked with them for as long as I have".
We entered the wizarding visitor centre, where Bill spoke to the person at the counter about us having a VIP booking, and we were therefore lead by a tour guide underneath the building and into what looked like a muggle golf cart, which Dad was very excited by.
"These are fascinating" he said "Muggles play a sport called golf, which involves these really huge grass courses, so they use these to get around them..." he trailed off as he realised no-one was paying him even the slightest bit of attention. The cart was moving on it's own, which disappointed him due to that technically counting as misusing a muggle artefact, though he couldn't do anything about it as his laws only applied to the UK. Not that he could even talk anyway, due to what he did with our old car.
"We're heading out to the Pyramids before they open to the Muggle public" said our tour guide "Obviously this is because we're actually going really deep inside, much further than they are allowed to access. We built them. The Muggles have been lead to believe that their ancestors were actually capable of making structures as grand as these, bless them. What makes it even more amusing is that we started their whole conspiracy theory about ancient aliens. It was the perfect cover up for our involvement. They spend all their time trying to prove it was aliens when really the true source was right here with them on Earth"
We arrived at the Great Pyramid, and the guide tapped the side of it with his wand, and some of the rocks moved aside to create a doorway wide enough for us all to comfortably walk through, unlike the Muggles in the modern day who have to crouch down and walk through tiny narrow tunnels to get in. The door sealed shut behind us and the passage automatically lit up, with fire torches in brackets along the walls.
"This is the tomb of the Great Pharaoh Khufu, who was one of the most powerful Egyptian wizards. He was unfortunately rather nefarious in his path to the top, as he confunded and impurised numerous Muggles in the family to get there, as well as plenty of his magical servants. They built this chamber completely under his mind control, and therefore placed a lot of dark curses on the tomb. I must seriously warn you not to touch anything in here unless you want to meet a horrible fate"
We entered a large room with fires burning on each side, and loads of paintings and artefacts lining the walls. It was stiflingly hot. In the middle stood a black marble tomb on a raised plinth, encased in glass, with ropes surrounding it. There was a sign written in hieroglyphics attached to the plinth, and an ancient song playing continuously all around us, no doubt due to a Permenant Cantis Charm.
"That sign reads, do not touch anything in this room without authorisation. You will suffer for one thousand years as a consequence. Do not disrupt the rest of the Great Pharaoh"
We therefore took great care when looking around the room.
"What are the actual consequences if we were to touch anything?" Fred asked
"Well, in addition to your family being cursed for 1000 years, you'll vomit blood, you'll become allergic to all foods and beverages, your limbs will permanently suffer with excruciating pain, you will..."
"Ok, ok I think we get it" said Dad.
We were shown around 2 further smaller pyramids, which were similar in eeriness. George got his arm trapped for a short time under a severed hand, but thankfully was released by the guide after about 30 seconds with no lasting damage. Mum tried to refuse to let me come in the last one, as she claimed it would trigger further nightmares for me, but I pushed roughly past her and went inside anyway. I was given 2 days in my room when I got back home for this, but I didn't care, it was worth it. It contained loads of mutant skeletons of Muggles, who'd tried to break in throughout history and were now permanently trapped.
It's safe to say that we were all rather unsettled by this and were glad when it was finally over. The guide offered to show us some of the other pyramids 45 minutes away, but we declined, we'd had quite enough! When we got back to the visitor centre, the Daily Prophet were there waiting for us, to take their picture for their story announcing the competition winner. They also gave us advance copies of the paper, where the picture automatically appeared as soon as it was taken and everyone was happy with it.
Once that was done, and Dad had given them a short interview, we headed back in to Cairo, to look for birthday presents for Harry, as it was the 31st July the next day. We went to a traditional Egyptian Wizarding Market, where Ron decided to buy Harry a Sneakoscope. I settled on a telescope that allowed to you see much more detail and much further away than the standard ones you'd get in Diagon Alley.
At dinner that night, Ron and I assisted Fred and George in hiding beetles in Bill's soup, and that caused the Sneakoscope to keep lighting up and spinning. This rather amusingly led Bill to claim that they were rubbish sold to wizard tourists and weren't reliable. You should have seen the look on his face afterwards when we revealed what we'd done, it was hilarious!
Before we went to bed, we sent the presents off to Harry using one of the special international delivery owls provided by the hotel. Ron included the front page of the paper with his. I'm not sure why Joanne insisted we used Errol, as we would never make him do such a long journey, it would be cruel!