All things are three at Hogwarts

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, just like the upcoming Quidditch World Cup, and all the wizards are talking enthusiastically about this event.

"No one would have thought that the England team could reach the final!" Albert laughed heartily.

"This season, Allen is like a dark horse that emerged out of nowhere. Even the Irish team, which has the highest claim to win the championship, was overthrown by Allen and the others." Mr. Harris looked proud.

"This is indeed rare. The seven members of the Irish team are all good players. On the other hand, the Bulgarian team was able to defeat Peru and enter the finals all because of Viktor Krum." Albert handed over a large piece of Mrs. Harris's homemade cake. He stuffed it into his mouth and muttered disdainfully.

"It's time for you to go," urged Mr. Harris, looking at the clock.

Albert glanced at the dark outside and said, "Okay, dear dad, future minister, please wait for our good news."

With that said, he picked up the beak mask and walked out.

Mr. Harris smiled, shook his head, and drank the coffee in front of him.

Mrs. Harris sat at the table, checking a large ticket made of parchment.

"Mom, why don't you see Alan, Hermione and Luna?" Daisy said, unable to help but yawn again.

"Didn't they learn to apparate a few days ago?" Mrs. Harris said, stuffing the bunch of game tickets into her satchel, "so they can take a nap."

On the side, Len stuffed his shirt into his jeans and looked at himself carefully in the mirror, "Dad's energy is getting stronger and stronger. He said hello in advance and asked Hermione and Luna, who were not of the required age, to participate in the Phantom in advance like Ellen. The Apparition exams, but they were very competitive and passed them all."

There were footsteps in the corridor, and Hermione and Luna walked into the dining room. Both of their faces looked very pale, as if they had not woken up.

"Now, all that's left is Ellen." Mrs. Harris lovingly directed two bowls of porridge to fly in front of them.

"Good morning!" Ellen appeared neatly on the dining chair and greeted everyone with a smile.

"Why don't you sleep longer? Anyway, we just need to get there before noon." Mrs. Harris asked.

"I also need to meet up with the team earlier." Allen said, nodding to Hermione and Luna.

After a hearty meal, everyone gathered in the living room carrying large bulging backpacks.

Mr. Harris distributed the parchment with the address to everyone, and took the lead in apparating with Emily.

After him, everyone also set off.

In a blink of an eye, they appeared in a dense forest, and a stone path appeared in front of them.

"Let me find out where our camp is." Mr. Harris took out a piece of parchment with a flat map of the camp on it. "Go forward a quarter of a mile and you can see the camp. We are at No. 1 Three camps.”

Everyone followed the stone path and walked for about ten minutes. They came to the top of a gentle slope.

Looking down the gentle slope, hundreds of strange-shaped tents appeared in front of us.

And there was an open space beside the woods in front of them, with a small sign stuck on the ground that read: Wedsley.

"Ah, hello, Deputy Director Harris!" A rather reserved and flattering voice said, it was Percy.

Percy leaned forward in a bow that made him look like a hunchback. "Would you like a cup of tea?"

"Okay," Mr. Harris said, squinting his eyes and looking at Percy without a trace, "Thank you, Weasley."

"Hi, Owen." Mr. Weasley dusted off his hands and smiled.

"Arthur, are you setting up your own tent?" Mr. Harris asked with interest.

Mr. Weasley immediately pointed out his results to Mr. Harris.

At this time, Harry and Ron walked out of the crooked tent.

Seeing Hermione, Ron's eyes lit up and he pulled Harry over.

"Alan, Hermione, Luna." Harry was happy to see his Hogwarts classmates.

Allen also smiled and nodded.

"Hello, children. Alan and Hermione, why haven't you come to the Burrow as guests this year? Hermione would like you to come." Mr. Weasley said to them kindly.

Ron on the other side tilted his head to one side uncomfortably.

Hermione's eyes flashed, "Thank you, Mr. Weasley. During the summer vacation, our training class has activities, so I didn't accept the invitation."

Allen was surprised that Ron had never invited him! Seeing Ron's evasive eyes, Allen understood instantly.

Allen didn't expose it, but he didn't respond either.

"Why don't we let Ron and the others walk around and have some fun." Mr. Harris also saw the mystery and hurriedly changed the subject to ease the embarrassment.

There is never a shortage of business opportunities at such a grand event.

Every few steps, apparated vendors descended from the sky, carrying trays and pushing trolleys filled with strange and weird gadgets.

There are red and white tall hats decorated with roses dancing in the wind; there are Bulgarian ribbons, with the lions printed on them really roaring; there are the national flags of the two countries, which play their respective national anthems when waved; and there are real There are small models of flying Firebolts; there are statues of famous team members for collection. Those small statues can walk around in the palm of your hand, looking triumphant.

Every time Alan passed a stall, he would buy some for his family, Hermione, Luna and Harry, which made his little sister Luna smile.

Although Harry has money, he will still use the money until graduation, so he will never be able to make a big purchase like Ellen.

As for Ron, he couldn't take out a penny and looked at his companions helplessly. Everyone except him was carrying a few souvenirs.

Last time, the leprechaun in Ireland sprinkled a lot of gold coins. He thought those gold coins were real, but ended up spending them lavishly and owing a lot of money.

In order to pay off his debts, Mr. Weasley's family had to live austerely for two weeks!

Mrs. Weasley was so angry that Ron didn't have any pocket money this summer.

In the end, Harry gave him a panoramic telescope, which relieved his embarrassment.

"This is Krum, I like him very much." Ron looked excitedly at a small statue of Bulgarian Seeker Viktor Krum.

The diminutive Krum paced back and forth on Ron's hand, frowning and glaring at the world.

"Thank you." A gloomy voice came.

"Krum!" Ron looked so excited that he seemed to be out of breath. He found Krum's gloomy eyes looking at Hermione, and immediately introduced to Hermione: "Hermione, this is Krum, the world's number one Seeker, he is the best."

Hermione nodded coldly, "Ron, Alan is the best seeker in the world."