The Harry Potter Show Teaser

Chapter 179 Sales and News

"You said you're not going? You want me to go to Ron's house and go together?" Hermione looked at Wes standing outside the door with a surprised face: "You need to know! That's the Quidditch World Cup!"

"Well, I won't go. Sirius sent a message saying that he found a place, but there are a lot of ghost corpses there, so I want to cut them down. After all, the sword of light is very effective against them." Weiss made a slash in the air. Actions.

"Oh, you don't need to tell me specifically!" Hermione said tentatively: "Have you told Ron and Harry?"

"I've been to the Burrow, and they'll pick you up in a while." Wess nodded his head as a matter of course, with a look of rejoicing: "Fortunately, Mr. Weasley didn't blame me too much, after all, I heard that tickets are very hard to come by."

"Really? That's really great." Hermione closed the door with indifference.

"...Hey! How could you close the door so suddenly without saying a word!" Weiss rubbed his nose and complained angrily, because some tears flowed down the door just after closing the door: "Open the door! I haven't finished yet!"

"Say it! Just say it!" Hermione's crisp voice came from inside the door.

"Remember to help Evelyn and the others bring some harmless little things!" Weiss said helplessly.

"Okay! Three copies, I understand." Hermione's indifferent voice came out.

"It's four points!" Weiss added, "Jin Gallon is on the doorknob!"

"You want it too? Then why don't you go?" Hermione's voice became more and more impatient.

"No, Laura's," Weiss explained. "She's about the ones that move..."

"Touch!" The door was slammed open, and then Mrs. Granger's voice was heard: "Granger! Don't open and close the door so hard! It will break! Also! Tell people politely, our family Ordered newspaper and milk!"

"Okay! Mom!" Hermione replied quickly, but because of the interruption, she forgot what she just wanted to say, so she could only look at Wes angrily, unable to say a word.

"Order a newspaper?" Weiss blinked suspiciously, and then said joyfully, "You opened the door, just in time, and here you are with Galleons!" As he spoke, he handed over a small bag, and the Galleons collided in it. There was a loud bang.

Hermione took the small bag with a black thread, but it was so heavy that she opened it in surprise, then raised her head and rolled her eyes at Wes: "You want me to move all the small commodities over there!" come back?"

"No, no, just buy whatever you want." Weiss quickly waved his hands in denial.

"...You really have a big heart, aren't you afraid that I won't return it to you?" Hermione curled her lips and said angrily.

"Ah? That's not enough, is it? You can use it if you want." Weiss was surprised, then patted his head and said: "That's right! I broke all your potions last time, and you can just go purchase."

Hermione's face became even worse when she heard it, she stared at Wes fiercely, and said word by word: "You-said-yet, you-will-accompany-me-to-go--"

"Well, well, isn't this because you are impatient to wait? Put down the wand! Huh? I think I heard Sirius calling me, I'm going first!" Weiss watched Hermione's hand move With the intention of pulling out the wand from his waist, he quickly jumped back and ran away quickly.

"Today's salesman is very persistent." Hermione returned to the living room, and Mrs. Granger poked her head out of the kitchen to ask.

"No..." Hermione shook her head quickly, and when she was about to say something, there was another sound of pushing the door in, and then Mr. Granger's voice came over: "I'm back. By the way, Hermione , I just saw you chatting happily with a boy at the door when I parked the car, who is he?"

"Are children selling newspapers now?" There was a pot lid falling from the kitchen and Mrs. Granger's exclamation: "Hermione? You were fascinated by him, so it took so long? So you have grown up?" Big! What does he look like?"

Hermione looked at her parents expressionlessly, her inner activities were very intense: "Wess!You bastard!You never come again! '

…Grimmauld Place…

"You threw her a bag of Galleons and ran back?" Sirius was a little dumbfounded by Weiss's speed.

"Otherwise?" Weiss also looked back strangely.

"We should go shopping with her and give her some gifts." Sirius shook his head regretfully and said, "You know, our plan here will not start until tomorrow..."

"Why do you want to go shopping with her? Who did you hear this from?" Weiss blinked at Sirius with a puzzled expression, then lowered his head and asked Kreacher, "Who did he hear this from?"

"Master Sirius' friend, Master Potter." Kreacher stood respectfully beside the two of them. At this time, he also cleaned himself up, and even combed the white hairs on his ears one by one. However, it looks very neat.

"Heh-heh, I know that I'm still single..." Weiss laughed at Sirius blankly, and changed the subject instantly after he became angry: "Did you really find that place? It's only been a few days? Is the place you found real?"

"... Kreacher still remembers." Sirius was silent for a while and said: "He only has this thing, and he remembers it clearly."

"Yes, Mr. Kabrev! Kreacher remembers it firmly! Kreacher will never forget Master Regulus!" Kreacher said choked with tears in his eyes.

"I went in once, and it's the same as what Kreacher said." Sirius showed the wound on his left arm and explained: "There are too many of them, and I can't search carefully while fighting."

"Speaking of which, the professor asked me to come, do you know what he's up to?" Weiss looked at the bleeding scar with some horror, and chose to change the subject.

"You don't know? Haven't you been following Mr. Dumbledore recently?" Sirius was a little surprised: "We Hogwarts is going to hold the Triwizard Tournament that has been suspended for centuries! Now many purebloods Everyone in the family knows the news!"

"Triwizard Tournament? What is that?" Weiss continued to be puzzled: "Why do all the pure-blood families know about it?"

"There is a certain family who opened a handicap... To put it simply, they use this to gamble." Sirius frowned and said the news he heard: "Actually, I have no interest in this thing, if you are short of money I can help you... Forget it, you won't be short of money."

"Then what's the 'Triwizard Tournament'? You haven't explained it yet!" Weiss continued curiously: "Can everyone participate?"

"Of course, all young wizards at Hogwarts can participate." Sirius said with a little excitement: "The Triwizard Tournament was founded about 700 years ago, and it is a competition between the three largest magic schools in Europe. This is a kind of friendly competition. All the little wizards who participate will get honor and Galleon!"

"... Forget it, it's just Gallon, I'm not interested." Weiss couldn't help lying down on the sofa when he heard the prize, and he didn't have any intention of participating.

"Hey! That's an honor!" Sirius curled his lips: "There is an honor for the little wizard..."

"It's enough for me to have this, no matter how much honor I have, I can't eat it..." Weiss threw a badge in the past feebly, interrupting what Sirius was about to say.

"...Harry will definitely want to participate! Definitely!" Sirius sighed deeply as he looked at the dimmed Medal of Merlin in his hand.

"Speaking of which, how much will Jin Gallon give?" Weiss asked curiously after recovering from the state of wandering.

"One or two thousand Galleons." Sirius said uncertainly, "That's a lot of money!"

"……Ha ha."

...The Burrow...

"Hermione, you've been adopted." Ginny said solemnly to Hermione who was cleaning the floor in her room.

"...What nonsense! Who can I be raised by? And where did you hear that word from?" Hermione staggered, the hand making the bed was unsupported, and her forehead made intimate contact with the floor. .She clutched her red and swollen forehead, and looked helplessly at Ginny, who was holding Weiss's small bag and kept pointing into it.

"Daphne, she mailed me a few new books recently." Ginny casually pointed to a few books on the desk, then tossed the money bag in her hand: "I think this is similar to what is described in the book. I also estimate Take a look at this pocket, there are at least two thousand pieces here!"

"...I think, Ginny, you've been led astray." Hermione said convincingly.

"Really?" Ginny shrugged, "I think the book she recommended to me this time is much better than the one last time."

(End of this chapter)