Harry Potter's Dharma

Zheng Fan only realized how much he had been tricked by Minister Foggy when he reached his private room.

It was a huge private room, but it was different from what he had imagined. Only a few people could enter it.

Instead, it seemed like there were at least 10 seats in the private room.

But that was only the preparation.

At the start of the competition, Zheng Fan realized that even though there were 10 seats prepared, only the four of them actually made it to the venue.

Minister Foggy really wanted to throw him and Lucius together for a confrontation.

Zheng Fan had the urge to beat Minister Foggy up.

After all, he was here to relax and have fun.

But Minister Foggy gave him such a huge task.

Hermione looked around and grumbled softly.

"If I knew there would only be four of us, I would have brought Harry Potter and the others over.

Hermione's grumbling broke the awkward situation where he did not know what to say.

"Hmph, those barbarians from the West family can just watch the competition from the highest balcony. Only the nobles can watch the competition here. Even if they came, they probably wouldn't know how to abide by the rules here."

Hermione was a little unhappy when she heard Lucius's words.

Although he didn't have a good relationship with the Wests, their youngest daughter, Jenny, was still a love rival of his.

But they were Harry Potter's friends, after all.

It was normal for Hermione to be unhappy when she was indifferent to a friend's friend.

"Is this how you noble people behave when you're occupying such a large space and not willing to share it with others?"

"Watch your words, young lady."

Lucius knocked his cane on the ground and looked at Hermione.

"If it weren't for Zheng Fan's hard work in the Ministry of Magic, you wouldn't have such a good place to watch the Quidditch World Cup from the best angle.

11

Open.

Lucius was trying to drag him down with him.

Zheng Fan looked at Lucius (bgfa). He could guess what Lucius was trying to do.

He was trying to use her as an excuse to make Hermione think that she was on their side and drag her down.

Was he trying to make others think that she was a pure-blooded bastard like Lucius?

Zheng Fan felt that it might work if he did that in front of others.

But now that she was here with Hermione, did Lucius think that she would make a fool of herself in front of Hermione?

Zheng Fan glanced at Malfoy. Malfoy frowned and didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Lucius didn't speak to Malfoy, which made Malfoy feel a little relieved. Otherwise, it would be a little awkward.

"Is that so?

I only asked Minister Foggy if he had any tickets. I didn't expect him to give me a VIP ticket. But if I had known earlier, I would have called Harry Potter and the others over.

Zheng Fan smiled.

"After all, I'm not a football fan. I just happen to want to experience such a grand event. For a group of football fans, of course, they wouldn't sit and drink tea while watching the game. They would definitely stand at the side and shout."

Zheng Fan said as he looked at Lucius with a smile.

"In that case, the only place they will occupy will be the one by the window. If I knew that there was no one here, I would have let them in and watched from the best place."

"Haha, that's a good idea, but they don't have tickets to come here. Isn't it basic etiquette to watch from where they have tickets?"

Lucius looked at Zheng Fan.

"Is that so?

Anyway, we didn't pay a single cent. Why don't we let people who don't have money see a better place?

You even said that the things you buy with your own money aren't as precious as those given by others.

But thinking about it carefully, this does seem like your style. After all, if you can't get what you want, you'll steal it even if you have to, right? "

Zheng Fan changed the topic and directly hinted at the deal between Lucius and Jack in the woods.

Upon hearing Zheng Fan's words, Lucius started to panic.

He didn't expect Zheng Fan to make things difficult when there were other people around.

If it was just him and Malfoy, it would be fine, but the person next to him should be Zheng Fan's girlfriend, right?

Saying such words in front of his girlfriend was like telling the person closest to him that he was involved in danger.

If it was a young and impetuous kid like Zheng Fan, he probably wouldn't do this.

At this moment, Lucius glanced at his son.

Malfoy saw his father looking at him, and he guessed that Lucius wanted him to say something.

But Malfoy couldn't say anything at this time.

How could he say anything?

One had to know that the person standing in front of him was his boss, his boss.

However, Malfoy didn't have the courage to resist his father, so he pretended to be dumbfounded.

Lucius also sighed, probably thinking about how useless his son was. He then looked at Zheng Fan.

"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."

"Really?

I've never said anything. And you should also know that our tickets were given by Minister Foggy. In such a big box, there are only the two of us and our closest friends. When you came in, you should have been prepared. "

Zheng Fan smiled and looked at Malfoy.

He hinted that Malfoy's closest friend was not Hermione, but Malfoy.

Because Malfoy promised to be his right-hand man.

Malfoy of course understood Zheng Fan's meaning, which made him even more embarrassed in this room.