【HP】I don’t want to fall in love, I just want to mess around

When Esther's feet landed on the ground, she staggered a few steps forward. When she was about to fall, her mother Letitia quickly held her up.

Esther raised her head and found that apart from the adults, Cedric and she were the only ones who did not fall.

It seems that it is the first time for most people to use the door key and they are not able to maintain their balance.

She tucked back the pendant that had leaked out of her collar—it was a gift from her mother in first grade, a star-shaped pendant that she had worn closely over the years.

"Five and seven, from Stoat Mountain."

Just as they stood firm, they heard a voice.

Everyone who fell to the ground stood up. Esther stretched out her hand to help pull up Ron, who was closest to her. He fell directly on Harry, crushing him heavily.

It was like a desolate swamp, surrounded by fog. In front of them were two not-so-good-looking wizards. From their tired faces, it was obvious that they didn't like this job very much.

And the clothes they wear are also very strange. Although they are all Muggle clothes, the way of wearing kilts and South American cloaks is too explosive, right?

Who taught them to match up like this?

Esther clearly saw that when the two men shook hands with David and said hello, the corners of her dear father's mouth twitched, and it was obvious that he could not help laughing.

These two strangely dressed people are also employees of the Ministry of Magic. They have worked together with Mr. Weasley and Mr. Diggory for many years and have a good relationship.

At the same time, they also got to know David. Although this airborne director of the Department of Control and Management of Magical Creatures had little foundation, he had a good reputation. In addition to his excellent work ability, his handsome appearance was also talked about.

And I heard that he never bothers his subordinates with things that he can solve by himself, and would even rather work overtime himself than let his subordinates work overtime.

Where can I find a boss like this these days?

Anyway, the two men who had been working the night shift were a little envious.

After several people greeted each other, one of the men took out a long piece of parchment and searched on it to determine the location of the three families' camps.

Everyone said goodbye to them and moved forward under Mr. Weasley's greeting.

Together, they walked through the foggy swamp for nearly 10 minutes. A door appeared in front of them, and next to it was a small stone house. Through the fog, they could see a large stretch of tents behind them.

Esther's family's camp and the Weasley family's camp were close to each other, both in the first field.

After saying goodbye to Diggory and his son, they walked towards the door of the stone house.

There was a man standing over there, Mr. Roberts, the administrator of this camp.

He is a true muggle.

They booked a tent early in the morning, but they needed to pay Muggle currency to Mr. Roberts.

Mr. Weasley was a little nervous. Although he had changed Muggle currency in advance, he was not sure about the denominations of these banknotes. He took out a handful of money and looked at David for help.

As a Muggle wizard, David was very familiar with the pound. He calmly took the banknotes from Mr. Weasley, counted out the amount they needed to pay and handed it to Mr. Roberts. At the same time, Letitia also They took out a delicate wallet from their handbag and took out the money they needed to pay.

"Okay, I'll give you some change."

Mr. Roberts gave Mr. Weasley a strange look, but in the end he didn’t say anything. He took out a change jar and muttered to them while looking for change: "I have never seen such a big event, hundreds of dollars." People keep coming.”

"Is there anything wrong?"

Mr. Weasley asked a little uneasily.

"Of course there is nothing wrong with the large number of people, but they have a lot of foreigners. Just ten minutes ago, each foreigner insisted on giving me a few gold coins."

"really?"

"Of course it's true, and what they wear is so weird. They have all kinds of clothes. There's even a weirdo wearing a Scottish pleated skirt and a South American cape!"

"Is that weird?"

Mr. Weasley asked eagerly. He began to look at the clothes he was wearing, really afraid that he was wearing the wrong one.

"Of course this is strange!" said Mr. Roberts. "What normal person would dress like this?"

As he spoke, he took out two camp plans: "This is your camp plan, and here is your change."

David took his share, nodded his thanks, and interrupted the conversation between them: "Thank you very much, Mr. Weasley. I think we should go back to the tent and have a rest soon. The children are very tired. .”

"Oh, okay."

Mr. Weasley tried to look as normal as possible and walked with David to the front of the camp.

The group of them walked on the mist-shrouded field, passing between two long rows of tents.

Most of the tents looked ordinary, no different from ordinary Muggle tents.

However, some tent owners go too far and add chimneys, bell ropes or weather vanes in an extravagant manner, making them nondescript and problematic at first glance.

This is not the biggest problem. There is a tent in the center. It uses a lot of striped silk very extravagantly. It is like a small palace. There are also a few live peacocks tied at the entrance. A little further ahead, they saw another tent set up in the shape of a four-story building with several turrets next to it. Further over there, there is a tent with a garden in front of the door, which is equipped with a bird bath, sundial, fountain, etc. (Note)

Everyone present couldn't help but look at those tents a few more times.

"No wonder Mr. Robert felt something was wrong." Harry sighed: "These tents are not low-key at all."

"It's always like this," said Mr. Weasley: "Whenever there are more people, there are always some people who want to compete."

They separated here and walked to their respective tents.

You need to build the tent by yourself. Of course, with the help of magic, you don’t need to do it yourself.

Esther stood aside with a few luggage, watching her parents wave their wands in unison and quickly set up the tent.

From the outside, it looks like an ordinary tent. Although it can accommodate a family of three, it is definitely not spacious.

But this is a magical world, and a problem that can be solved with a magic spell is not a big deal.

So when Esther followed her parents into the tent, she found that the space inside was very large, with not only two bedrooms and a living room, but also a bathroom and kitchen.

"Okay, Esther gives the bag to mom. You can choose to rest for a while, or you can choose to go out to play." Mom Letitia took the bag from Esther and told her: "Be careful if you go out to play. Be safe, there are wizards from all over the world here, there are no guarantees that there will be bad guys, you have to be careful."

Esther nodded and said to her mother, "I need to take a rest. I'm really tired."