[HP] I have a date with Snake House

[HP] I have a date with Snake House

Author: female wolf in power

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From 'See you at the Quidditch World Cup'

The story of the little piano prince Lancet and Draco, who has just been promoted to be His Royal Highness the Prince of Hogwarts.

Prefer Snake House but don't black anyone

It is better to eat with the top

Content tags: HP, Another World, Western Romance, A Match Made in Heaven

Search keywords: Protagonist: Lancet Knott┃Supporting role: Draco Malfoy; Harry Potter; Weasleys┃Others:

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☆, starting from the Quidditch World Cup

1. From the Quidditch World Cup

If you mention Lancet Knott in the UK, almost everyone will tell you that he is a low-key piano prince. Except for two fixed solo concerts a year, you can't find him elsewhere.

"He is just a child who has shown a little bit of talent. Of course, what suits him more than fame is hard work." Mr. Nott's father has been named the first man that British ladies least want to marry for three consecutive years Mr. Ryan Knott explained, "Therefore, except for winter and summer vacations, he will be sent to a place with less contact with the outside world to hone himself."

"Oh, what a bloody machismo," complained a woman next to the TV in the store. "I don't understand why Langster's performance in concert is completely perfect. send their children to a place with less contact with the outside world?"

laugh!A big black dog next to the shelf let out a snort, and its eyes were full of ridicule.Of course he had to be said so, Big Dog thought, otherwise how the hell would he explain the fact that he was going to a magic school for most of the year?

"Blake?" A black-haired teenager with round black-rimmed glasses walked over from one side of the shelf, "Do you want some potato chips?"

"Woof!" The black dog let out an obviously joyful bark, so the boy tolerantly put the potato chips in his hand into the shopping cart.

"Oh, that's Lancet." The boy who finished watching the potato chips also saw the continuous interview on TV, and fell into a strange frenzy, "It's the first time I went to his concert, and Here comes the signature."

And you even saw him every day at Hogwarts.The big dog drooped its head and thought, grabbed the boy's trouser legs and walked to the other end of the snack area. Tomorrow they wanted to go to the semi-finals of the Quidditch World Cup, and tonight they will gather in Wei The Sly family waited together for the Portkey tomorrow morning.

"Thank you so much for your presence." The boy suddenly patted the big dog on the head, "This is the first time I've gone to see Lanster's concert and the World Cup."

That's a trivial matter.The black dog shook his tail, thinking that his dog's face might be red.Even though he spent a lot of money to win the top 4 tickets, who cares? Anyway, at this time, the most important thing for me, who has officially inherited the Black family, is money.

That's right, here we are seeing Harry and his new black dog godfather, Sirius Black, preparing for the Quidditch World Cup.

"Ron said Lancet would come too." On the way back, the boy with black hair and green eyes said to the big dog, "This is really great, I thought he would be with that Malfoy..."

Oh come on, this is the 7th time I've heard that kid's name along the way.The black dog thought boredly, why does my godson keep thinking of another boy's name when he is with me?It's not fair!The black dog snorted, little Slytherin, don't think I don't know, it was he who made fun of me with a hot dog at this time last year!

It seems that it has completely ignored the fact that it has taken away other people's breakfast.

……

At 6:[-] p.m., Harry and the Sirius-human Black arrived at the Burrow through the fireplace. "Welcome." Two identical red heads approached first, George and Fred Weasley.They made room for Harry to stand up, followed by Ron, Hermione, and two other red heads, who should be Ron's other two brothers.

"Hi, Harry. Looking good, how does it feel to be away from the Muggles?" Ron asked first.

"Great." Harry beamed at the mention of this. "Although I had to live with my aunt for two weeks before this, but you know, I just happened to be in time for the Langster concert."

"Oh that!" Hermione said with a look of regret, "I happened to be in the United States at the time, I mean, although we see each other all the time, it's really different when Lancet is on the piano."

"Indeed. I even got his autograph." Lancet Harry smiled and made room for Sirius and walked inside, "Oh, by the way, what are you doing in America?"

"Go to a meeting with my parents." Then, all the Weasleys had a real meeting with Sirius, and the most surprising thing to the children was that Mr. Weasley had already known Sirius.

"Of course I remember him. In the year I became a prefect, they just entered the school, and trying to get my college points back from them was probably the most troublesome thing I had in that year." Mr. Weasley said, "Still With Ellie, they are very familiar."

"Oh, well, Ellie is my senior sister, and our Potions class was thanks to her help." Sirius said with a smile, "I liked her quite a bit at one point, and she ended up marrying a Muggle? "

"Ryan Nott." Mr. Weasley said unhappily, probably few brother-in-laws in the world are satisfied with their sister-in-law.

"Tsk tsk, Nott..." Sirius also chewed the name in his mouth, "This surname sounds quite familiar."

"Of course I'm familiar. Think of Lancet, he is a Nott." Harry couldn't help interjecting, "Think about what I told you during the summer vacation, have you forgotten?" Of course you forgot, dog The godfather said that he never listened to the messages from the Slytherin kid who he didn't like very much to steal Harry's attention.

"Of course I haven't forgotten." Sirius said righteously, then turned his head around the room, "Speaking of which, where's Nott? I remember he's coming too."

"Well, Lance and Ellie will come over tomorrow morning," Mrs. Weasley said, "the Burrow can't fit so many people here." That's right, Harry even suspected that there were two more Weasleys at this time And whether the Burrow after myself and Sirius can put everyone down.

"For Sirius' sake, Percy has agreed to share his room with you and me," Ron said, leaning into Harry's ear, "but you must remember not to talk about it with him later. International related incidents, otherwise you will just wait to be nagged to death by him."

"Okay kids." Mrs. Weasley patted her hands. "Your task right now is to pack yourself up and go to bed after a full meal. You're leaving in the early hours of tomorrow!"

Her speech won the consent of all adults present, including Sirius, so they were quickly assigned some work within their ability, in order to eat this full-bodied dinner as soon as possible.

The author has something to say: Do the goblins want to attack?I said that I was really refreshed after the exam. I will present three chapters. I wish you a happy meal.

☆, cross mountains and rivers

2、Crossing mountains and rivers

"Good morning, little prince Lance."

"Oh, good morning Grian." On the big light gray-blue bed, a boy with brown-red hair rubbed his eyes unhappily and greeted the gray parrot on his shoulder. "Good morning, little dragon."

"Wow!" The teacup dog next to his buttocks responded to him excitedly wagging its tail, "Look at your energy, you can't tell if it's still early in the morning, can you?" The boy squinted his eyes and climbed out of bed and said, "Obviously I just Put your head on my pillow and then it's time, what's that called?"

"I think you have to hurry up my dear." There was a knock on the door of the boy's room, and it was Mrs. Nott who had already dressed up, "I have to send you to Arthur within time, and then I have to stop I'm going to that potion convention."

"That means one thing," the boy grunted while brushing his teeth, "It means that I won't see our dear Master Dean at this Quidditch World Cup, because the potion that mother just said General Assembly."

When Mrs. Nott hurriedly knocked on the door of the boy's room for the third time, the boy had already taken care of everything.Apart from……

"What the hell, why is your collar turned in?" Mrs. Nott quickly corrected this for him, and then discovered the reason for his collar turned inward. "I can't believe that Mr. Lanster Nott, just You turned 2 two months ago and you still can't button your shirt properly."

"Oh come on Mom, give me a goodbye kiss, come on, and then I'll be there for the rest of my summer vacation." Lanster interrupted his mother's chatter, "Where's my dad? "

"I gave him a Sleeping Charm." Mrs. Nott said with a straight face, "I really can't figure out why he must also go to the Quidditch World Cup. Isn't the football game every night enough to bother me?"

Lancet stuck out his tongue. He bet that his mother wanted to go to the Quidditch World Cup more than the Potions Conference, so it's better not to anger her at this time.

"Oh, that's fine." Mrs. Knott patted him on the shoulder finally, "Hold on to me, I'll take you to Apparate to The Burrow now."

"Here it is again, a big change." Lanster said unwillingly, and then cautiously hugged his mother's arm, "Why don't we open the fireplace to the Burrow?"

"Because of where we live now, Mr. Nott." The red-haired witch mocked, "There is no fireplace here, when will you open your eyes and take a good look and ask some valuable questions?" Then, Without waiting for the boy's answer, she started the apparition on her own.

With a "snap", two people appeared outside the Burrow door at the same time, "This time the positioning is much better than last time." Ellie sighed, just in time to see Weasley who was dragging his family out. lady.She looks almost pissed off now, "Don't study, OWLs are a mess, just to develop these, huh?"

"What happened, Molly?" Ellie looked at Molly who was so angry and asked in puzzlement.

"Oh no, I'm fine, it's just the two of them." Molly pointed at the two identical red heads, "I'm really worried that there will be two homeless people in the Weasley family, you should really see their OWLs test scores..."

While listening to Aunt Molly's narration, Lancet watched the twin brothers wink at Sirius Blake crazily, and then a big dog quietly picked up a large pile of taffy that had been left aside by someone. Walk into the pocket of the savior boy.

"Hi, Allie, nice to meet you, and you, Lancet." At this moment Mr. Weasley with a messy hair also came out, "What's the matter Molly? Your voice will make Muggles We've all woken up." Mrs Weasley snorted back at him.

"Hi, Arthur." Ellie hugged her brother, then looked back over his shoulder and found Blake gesturing to the twin Wesleyby. "Merlin, I really didn't expect to see you here, Sirius."

"Um... Hey, Ellie-senpai!" Surprisingly, the godfather of the black dog who has been acting dishonestly was surprisingly honest in front of Ellie. Lancet watched him stand up straight unconsciously and politely. Say hello to your mother.

Ellie nodded at him and didn't say much, obviously it's not a time to catch up on the past, "We have to go." Arthur glanced at the clock and said, "Otherwise we have to miss the first wave of gates key."

"We must not miss this wave." Molly said anxiously, "Think about our number of people, if we don't occupy a place first, we don't have enough space to accommodate so many people."

"Of course, of course," Arthur nodded, "I'll see, Harry, Hermione, Lancet, George, Fred, Ron, Ginny, of course, and you, Sirius." 'Child's Head' Sirius also counted, "There are 9 of us in total, remember to remind Percy that they will come to Molly on time."

"I will, then, have fun." The two remaining witches waved towards them, and soon, their figures were covered by the dark night.

……

"Where are we going now?" Lancet walked in the middle of the line, in front of him were Ginny and Hermione who were closely following his father, and behind him were the Weasley twins and Blake who had been biting their ears.

"Go to Ferret Hill," said Ron. "There's the closest Portkey to us."

"As far as I know—" Lancet said uncertainly, "It's not too close to the Burrow, is it?" He cast his eyes on Harry and asked.

"I don't know, I'm not very good at geography, Hermione?"

The girl walking in front of them turned her head, "What's wrong?"

"How long would it take to walk to Ferret Hill?" Harry asked, but it wasn't Hermione who answered him. "Up to three and a half hours, boys," said Mr. Weasley briskly. "We just have to get our hands on one of the portkeys by five o'clock, and then—we're at the grounds." He laughed. gestures.

At this time, Lanster sincerely wanted to go back and take the Nimbus 2001 he had replaced for transportation. To be honest, he had never seen a person who had to trek through mountains and rivers for more than 3 hours in the dark to get to the competition venue.

☆, door key

3. Port key

The temperature was not too high that night, and there was a sense of humidity in the air. The group of them walked forward with difficulty under the moonlight. Although Lancet hated this primitive way of moving forward, everyone looked excited , he had no choice but to mechanically follow behind everyone.

I've never traveled this far in my life.When they passed through a mountain village and began to climb the mountain, the boy thought in a daze, and it was muddy, why didn't I bring an extra set of clothes for washing and changing?

When the sun was showing a little light from the other side of the mountain, they finally boarded this mountain, which is by no means lush.Mr. Weasley looked relieved at last. "Huh - there are still 10 minutes, great, now our task is to find the portkey."

"What are the characteristics of the Portkey?" Lanster asked incomprehensibly, "They can't put a label on it, can they?"

"Well, generally speaking, wizards have a special sense of Portkey," Mr. Weasley said with a frown, "Maybe you didn't notice it before, but as soon as you see it, you will I know, because it gives you a different feeling from ordinary things. You can look for it first." Finally, Mr. Weasley, who found it difficult to explain, touched his forehead, "You will understand when you find it. .”

But before they scattered in all directions, someone stopped their next move by shouting, "Here, Arthur! Come here, we have the Portkey!" The voice came from the other side of the hill, through the In the dim light, Lancet saw two tall figures.

"Amos!" Mr. Weasley walked over with a smile. It seemed that they knew each other perfectly, and the others followed closely behind.It was a red-faced wizard with a short brown beard, and he was waving at them with one hand, and in the other he held an old musty boot.

Beside him is a 17-year-old boy with a fair face and a tall and straight figure. The children present are familiar with him - Cedric Diggory.The Quidditch Seeker for the Hufflepuff team. "He also got the Quidditch captain's badge this year," one of the twins added later.

"Let me introduce you. This is Amos Diggory," said Mr. Weasley. "He works in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Beasts. His son, Cedric, I suppose you all know?" ( original)

"Hi!" Everyone greeted each other feebly. There was nothing else to say. At this moment, the Seekers of the three Hogwarts Quidditch teams had already gathered.

Different from the children's reactions, the adults of the two families chatted quite enthusiastically. It was obvious that Amos Digory was a talkative person, although his speech was a bit out of date.

"...these are all your children?"

"No no, the redhead is, this is Hermione, Ron's friend, this is Harry—"

"Harry!" the other person interrupted him, "Harry Potter? Seid talked about you." He said, "He told us about his race with you last year... I said to him, I said —Sed, it's amazing that you can tell your grandchildren about this when you're old...you beat Harry Potter!"

"Then he lost to me." Lancet said suddenly.

"Then who are you?" Amos Digory noticed Lancet who was overwhelmed by the crowd, and asked in puzzlement, "Arthur, you just said that redheads are..."

"My name is Lancet Knott." The boy gave him a very Slytherin smirk, "Seeker on the Slytherin Quidditch team, I guess you've heard my name? About The defeat of Hufflepuff last year?"

"Oh... Of course, Seid talked to me about this." He said seriously. "It's not easy, boy. It's not easy to beat Seid."

"Yeah," Lancet nodded solemnly, "it's a pity that I lost to Harry later, this is really a mess, isn't it?"

"Ahem," Mr. Weasley hurriedly interrupted their conversation, "It's time, who else are we waiting for? Amos?"

"No—" Amos Digory said unhappily, "except for you and me, everyone in this area has already settled down."

Lance felt someone punch his back. "Well done Lance, I can't bear to hear that old guy being so self-inflated." Ron whispered.

"Come on!" Mr. Weasley suddenly raised his voice, and gave Ron a warning look, "Stretch out your finger to touch this portkey, one finger is enough, we only have one minute."

Reluctantly, Lancet struggled to find a less awkward spot on the edge of the boot and put his fingers on it. "Three—two—one—!"

Just like the last time he was at Malfoy Manor, it was as if a hook had jerked forward with irresistible force behind his navel, and he was off the ground and flying.

"Five past seven from Ferret Hill," said a voice.It was only then that Lanster was sure that he had indeed reached his destination. Thankfully, although he looked like he was about to faint at any time, judging from the height of his eyes above the ground, he at least maintained a normal standing posture.

"Come on Lanster, give me your hand and pull Ron off me first." Harry's weak voice came from the bottom of the pile of people under his feet.

"How did you get tangled together?" Lanster pulled them out with great effort and said, "The ones with long hands and long legs are really easy to get tangled."

The others ignored the boy's apparently jealous answer, and the place they had come to looked like a vast, desolate, foggy swamp.In front of them, stood a sombre wizard. Although his expression was not so friendly, his attire was full of laughter. His upper body was wearing a dark red suit, and his lower body was a pair of beach pants. A pair of flip flops were on her feet.

"Good morning, Basil," Mr. Weasley greeted him, handing the boot to the wizard.

"Morning Arthur," he replied, "to see the Final Four, it's not easy, how do you find the time?"

"You know, shift change..." Mr. Weasley said hesitantly, "How about you, it looks like you've been here at least one night."

"A whole night." The other party affirmed, "but it's not bad, the finals in a few days will be a nightmare. Well, let me look at your venue, oh...here, walk about a quarter of a mile, the front That's the first campsite. The groundskeeper is Mr. Roberts."

After saying goodbye, they moved forward in the direction indicated by the other party. There was a thick fog ahead, and they could only move forward slowly. After walking for about 10 minutes, some different scenes appeared in front of them, bustling tents, and A stone house at the front.

☆, □□

4. Seduction

"Are we there?" Lancet asked, panting.

"Oh..." Mr. Weasley shook his head regretfully, "There's still a little more, I think." Immediately afterwards, an old man who was clearly dressed as a normal Muggle walked in front of them.

"Enter the venue?" He seemed not in a very good mood, lowered his head and muttered to Arthur in front of him. "Do you have a pass?"

Mr. Weasley handed over the paper in his hand.The Muggle read the paper carefully, "Hmm...it looks fine," he said with a sigh, "Then, the entrance fee is £10 per tent per night." Mr. Weasley Immediately with Harry's help, he dug out 80 pounds to him.

"I think he's a little skeptical, I don't know why." Lanster said, turning his head uneasily when he passed the stone house, "He should be a real Muggle... Oh! My God." Lanster said in the middle Suddenly he was amused by the scene in front of him.

What they saw in front of them was the end of the trip - the resting venue. Because it was before the semi-finals, there were not many people in the venue, and it was precisely because of this that the nondescript scene at this time seemed particularly funny.

"I haven't seen a chimney installed on a tent yet!" Lanster whispered to Hermione, "Look at that, there is actually a weathervane, to be honest, if I see a fountain in front of any tent later That's really not surprising at all. No wonder the person who took care of the venue just now looked at us like he was watching a psychopath."

"You're about to see it soon." The brown-haired girl responded in a low voice, "Look at that, it's exactly the fountain you just mentioned, and it's still golden."

"Oh, no." The boy said with a strange face, "Come and tell me, there is no white peacock in front of the golden fountain, is there?"

"You guessed right Lance, that's right, there are two white peacocks tied to the front of the fountain." The girl nodded and said, then she suddenly turned her head to the face of the desperate boy as if thinking of something, He hesitated and said, "Well—I heard that the crest of the Malfoy family is the white peacock."

"You heard me right." Lancet sighed, and then turned his head to the direction Hermione was looking at. Coincidentally, a platinum-blonde head just popped out of that tent, tsk, this word As if it was a little offensive, well, a teenager with platinum blonde hair stepped out of that gorgeous over-the-top tent.

"My Merlin—" Lancet swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked down at his outfit, from the mud-stained leather shoes to the hastily rolled-up trousers, and the shirt full of morning dew and wrinkles... Don't think about it Well, my own head must not be much better. "Block me, Hermione."

"What?" The brown-haired girl almost doubted her ears, she had never seen a Lancet who actively avoided Draco.

"Block me from ordering a good girl." Lancet tried to retract himself behind Hermione's back, "How can I see that bastard in this state, in case he sees me—"

"And then what?" A hand grabbed the back collar of Lancet, who had turned his hair into a very eye-catching blood red today, and lifted the owner of the collar out from behind the little witch, accompanied by a Some strange deep magnetic voice. "Tell me about Mr. Nott, what makes you avoid me?"

The boy felt that his complexion was almost too gloomy at this moment.

"Well—probably," Lancet looked around, and found that the Weasley family and Sirius not far away were glaring at the platinum boy in front of him. Thinking of the gap in the number of the two sides, the boy couldn't help feeling a little more confident , "Well, the formation is different."

"What?" The Platinum Prince really wanted to pat the red head under his hand to see if the water would pour out, "What's the difference? If you don't get the answer right today, don't expect to step into the Slytherin common room at the beginning of school." the door."

Oh, here's the problem.Lancet thought bitterly.

Fortunately, someone replaced him to divert Prince Slytherin's attention.

"Look who this is? Malfoy—" Sirius was in sync with his godson in some respects, such as his distaste for the Platinum family.At this moment, he was satirizing the family itself in a tone characteristic of the Malfoy family.

"Good day, Uncle Black." Draco interrupted him very politely and spoke, and Sirius' face turned red when he suffocated.Without a doubt, this should be the only time in Draco's life that he would call a Gryffindor uncle, if he was lucky.

"Excuse me," Lancet said to Prince Slytherin in a low voice while everyone was admiring Sirius' face, "You must let me appear in front of you in a decent way, right? I'll look for you later .” His blue-gray pupils, which were exactly the same as Draco’s today, stared at the other pair, “I’ll change clothes.”

The boy who was being watched turned his eyes around the other party, reluctantly accepted the reason, and then he pushed Lancet away from him in disgust, "You smell like mud."

……

"Of course." Lancet, who finally broke away from Weasley's team, walked on the other side of the camp with Master Malfoy, "If you also got up at 4:[-] in the morning to climb mountains and swamps, you would also so."

"Why would I do this?" Draco laughed sarcastically, "The portkey owled the Malfoy mansion yesterday, all I need to do is get up."

"The evil rich class." Lanster muttered in a low voice.

"There is also the difference in class itself." Draco added lazily, "And you could have enjoyed all this in this class, but you refused." That's right, on the second day of summer vacation, Lance Then Te received an invitation letter from Master Malfoy about going to the Quidditch World Cup together.

"God knows that my mother entrusted me to Uncle Arthur on the first day of summer vacation." Lancet said with a shrug, "It's not my decision."

"Then you can decide now." Draco put his back against a tall tree, put his hands in the pockets of his little dress and looked at him with his head tilted, with a beautiful right cheek and a smooth neck Connected into a smooth line.His pale pink lips looked especially soft on his pale face, "Would you like to come and sleep with me? The Weasleys' tent shouldn't be big."

Jesus, the red-haired boy gasped, this was just plain old seduction.

☆, the first night of the camp

5. First night at camp

Jesus, the red-haired boy gasped, this is just plain sex, seduction.

"Ah—" There was an unconscious response from Lancet's mouth.

"Ah, what is it?" The boy leaning on the tree frowned dissatisfiedly and said, "'Go' or 'No'."

"...if you don't kiss me," Lancet said quickly.He hardly dared to look at the other party's reaction.

"..." There was a silence waiting for him.After a while, Lancet couldn't help but look at the person opposite, and found that Draco was staring at him with a reproachful face. "Um?"

"Did you take me for Black?" Prince Slytherin couldn't bear it and said, "Just see a bone and jump on it?"

"Don't make it sound like that's not what you did last term," Lanster said sternly, "Seriously, Draco, you probably do need a girlfriend." Then Lanster shut up, because the fact He found himself even more unhappy when he said this than before.

This time Draco didn't lean against the tree leisurely, he straightened up from the tree trunk and approached Lanster, nose to nose.The boy could even feel the other person's breath on his lips, "How many times do you want me to say that?" There was full impatience in the lazy tone, "That's just a feeling."

"Okay." Lancet took a step back to avoid the aggressive Platinum Young Master, "I still won't go."

It seemed that Master Platinum was far from satisfied with this answer, but Blaise appeared in their line of sight in time, "Hey masters, the game is about to start, are you sure you want to miss tonight's four-in-two game?"

of course not.The two Slytherins on one side tidied themselves up and walked towards their respective destinations, "Lanster wants to be with those Gryffindors?" the black-haired Slytherin asked, not quite understanding, and walked ahead. Your Royal Highness. "What went wrong?"

"What's the problem?" Prince Platinum raised his lips impatiently, "Touching affection, huh?"

Blaise shrank his neck because he had a bad feeling. Merlin is on top. It seems that our prince is pissed off again.But this can't shake the determination of the little Mr. Nott who has gone far away. In short, in the later four-in-two competition, the head of the fourth-year Slytherin was very unhappy to see himself in the adjacent box in the box second seat.

"Say something about Lancet." Hermione whispered to the boy whose buttocks were moving around on the seat, "The sight over there is going to set our box on fire, what's wrong with you two? "

Lanster's answer to this was to press the binoculars to his eye sockets harder, and pretended to be admiring the game on the field. If the direction of his binoculars could be adjusted to the position where the players really stayed, maybe this move would be even better. have pursuasive power.

In short, after this four-in-two game, everyone was fortunate to see a Lanster with two red eye circles. "Too stupid." The little Slytherin prince muttered, and left the arena with his father first.

"If you weren't looking at him so intensely, this scene wouldn't have happened." Blaise said greasy on the other side of him, "I guess you don't even know the result of this game?"

"Are you crazy?" The platinum boy's beautiful eyebrows were raised high, "What made you have such an illusion? I thought the Irish team's victory didn't need me to explain it at all?"

If I said 'because it's the way it is' I wouldn't have died in the Quidditch World Cup today?The chocolate-skinned Slytherin thought about the consequences and decided to swallow the words that came to his lips. It was not very comfortable to do, but fortunately, since following a arrogant Slytherin leader, this kind of thing He's pretty used to it.

……

In the evening, Lancet really felt sorry for his decision during the day.Even with the blessing of space magic, the tent full of people is still a bit overwhelmed, especially among them are more boys with long hands and long feet, which makes the space in the tent difficult in terms of length, width and height. Look stretched.

"Listen, boys," Mr. Weasley clapped his hands to bring everyone's attention to himself, "we have three bedrooms now, and little girls Ginny and Hermione need one, which means ..."

"We can sleep in guest