Harry admired the fruits of his labor, but he suddenly realized a problem.

In front of me are two two-person tents.

But there are a total of twelve of them, how can they live here?

At this moment, Mr. Weasley ducked into the first tent.

"Come in, it might be a little crowded."

Harry hesitated for a moment, then bent down to follow him in. His eyes widened in the next second.

Different from the cramped appearance, it is actually an old-fashioned three-bedroom apartment, equipped with a kitchen and bathroom, and all kinds of living facilities.

It just has a strange smell.

The other one is a girl's tent. Although it is a little smaller, it is enough for three girls.

"But boys may need to squeeze in. If two people share a bed, the bed is not enough. Three people are needed..."

Harry raised his hand, "I can lay on the floor, it's okay."

"No," Hermione pressed his hand.

"Don't worry about Mo Bai, he has his own place to live."

"Ah this..."

Everyone looked at Mo Bai who was silent.

Mo Bai turned around and left the tent.

Five minutes later, another tent was set up nearby.

Mo Bai got in directly.

Looking at the tent that was obviously smaller than the surrounding ones, Harry and Ron looked at Hermione unbearably.

"Are you targeting him too much? Does this make you feel comfortable?"

"Am I targeting him?" Hermione sneered, "Come in and see for yourself."

Harry and Ron followed in confusion, and then they knew what Hermione meant.

When Harry just entered, he thought for a moment that he was in Mobai's manor again.

In front of you is a spacious rotunda hall with a low-key and luxurious black carpet in the middle.

The hall is surrounded by rows of bookshelves filled with books, and two comfortable-looking sofas are placed in the middle.

On the coffee table in front of the sofa, a set of exquisite tea sets began to move automatically.

Ron and Harry were stunned.

"What are you doing?"

Mo Bai glanced at him lightly, "Sleep."

Ron was choked and speechless.

Now Mo Bai is really repelling people thousands of miles away, as if he is a different person from before.

After setting up camp, the kids hung out.

Vendors apparated from the sky, their colorful carts filled with all kinds of weird and weird things.

Ron, Harry and Hermione walked through it, and they seemed to have returned to the days when there was no ink in the first grade.

Harry looked at Hermione, "Is it really okay not to take him?"

Hermione carelessly touched the black cat in her arms.

"It doesn't matter."

But Ron seemed very relaxed, happily showing them various small things and accessories.

Finally, I chose a shamrock hat representing Ireland and a small statue of Viktor Krum.

That was the Bulgarian Seeker. Although they both supported their own country's team, Ron personally admired the other party's Seeker.

"It's okay if he doesn't come. There's something wrong with this guy. It's like he's leaning on an iceberg next to him. I don't owe him any money."

"He must have been pretending for two years and can no longer pretend. His true nature has been revealed."

Ron said with certainty, Harry said, "There must be something else going on with Mo Bai to make this happen."

Hermione's expression remained unchanged, but she secretly pouted.

If Mo Bai stopped pretending, you would be lying on the ground twitching right now.

They walked around in a big circle, and when they returned, they found that the Weasley family also had a lot of things with them.

At this time, deep and deep sounds of gongs and drums came from deep in the woods,

The next second, star-like lanterns lit up in the woods.

"Oh~! It's time." Mr. Weasley looked excited, "We can go!"

On the way to the stadium, they met many familiar people. Most of their classmates were here. Seamus almost blew up his tent. Neville followed his grandmother and greeted them cautiously.

They also met the legendary Sports Department Director Ludo Backman.

This director is even more unreliable than what Percy said. He actually wants them to gamble with him, considering that half of the people here are minors.

The twins, who were very short of money, believed his words, and despite Mr. Weasley's dissuasion, they used all their savings to bet that Ireland would win, but that Viktor Krum would catch the Golden Snitch.

This excited Ludo Balmain and he gave the pair very good odds.

The twins are also very excited. If they win this time, they will have the start-up funds for their Weasley Joke Shop.

As they walked through the woods, they could hear the noise of thousands of people and the sound of drums playing in front of them, and they knew they were very close to the stadium.

As soon as they came out of the woods, what they saw was a magnificent golden wall. Logically speaking, such a magnificent building could be seen from a long distance, but they walked through a small forest to see the whole thing up close.

"This stadium, which can accommodate 100,000 people, has been busy for a year with all the magic ministries. Every place here has Muggle expulsion spells."

Several little wizards were amazed.

"First class tickets!" The witch at the entrance looked at their tickets, "Top box."

They followed the witch's guidance and walked up, entering a small box. This was the highest point of the stadium, facing the golden goal post, and had an extremely good view.

After a while, other people came in one after another. Those who could come here were all executives from the Ministry of Magic. They saw Ludo Balmain, whom they had met before, and Percy's boss, Barty, Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation. · Crouch.

Naturally, Scrimgeour, the head of the Auror Office, was also present.

After he sat down, he observed Mo Bai without any trace, and then raised his eyebrows.

Legilimency is actually useless.

Sure enough, there was something wrong with Mo Bai. How could a third-year wizard ignore his master-level Legilimency?

Percy kept getting up and bowing as if on a spring.

Fudge also greeted Harry, Hermione and Mo Bai affectionately, and his polite gesture made Hermione push Harry in his direction without leaving any trace.

This is what you should face as a savior.

Of course, Lucius and his family also came.

The relationship between Harry and Draco had eased a lot this year. Although they did not turn enemies into friends directly, they were no longer tit-for-tat when they met. When he saw Harry, the young master shook his hand twice as a greeting.

Lucius and Mr. Weasley still didn't like each other, and they started to get angry with each other as soon as they met.

But on this occasion both of them would stop at it.

Hermione frowned, but Lucius actually nodded when he looked at her.

Is this a greeting to myself?

Could this have something to do with Mo Bai again...

When the VIP table was full, Ludo couldn't wait.

He looked at Fudge.

"Minister, can we start?"

"Just start if you say you want."

Ludo drew his wand and pointed it at his throat.

"The sound is loud."

His voice thundered through the stadium.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Now, please enjoy the 422nd Quidditch World Cup Final with us!"

In an instant, the cheers from the audience were deafening.

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