[HP] I have a date with Snake House

hall. "The twins said first.

"We do need someone to sleep in the living room with the children, but it must not be you." Mr. Weasley wiped the sweat from his brow, the crowded living room was unbearably hot. "Otherwise I'll be in the second half of the night after the race and continue to have the nightmare of finding my kids in a camp full of peddlers." That's right, the fact that the twins were secretly telling them about their plans just now sounds like Exactly in the direction Mr. Weasley feared.

The children showed each other a tacit smile.

The final decision is that Mr. Weasley and Sirius sleep in the living room as adults, Charlie, Percy (Mr. Weasley thinks he seems to be able to stop the twins' plan) and the twins sleep in a bedroom, Harry, Ron, Bill and Lancet were in the other room.

"I hope the quilt is still on me tomorrow morning." After the four of them squeezed together on a bed, Lancet pulled his quilt with difficulty and said, "Of course, if I can lie on the bed quietly It couldn't be better."

"I'd rather sleep on the sofa by myself." It was even more difficult for Ron, who was lying on the edge of the bed and fighting with his brother for the right to lower his arm.

"How's your house going kids?" Mr. Weasley and Sirius asked, pushing open the door of the house.

"Great." Bill put his arm around Ron, who almost fell to the ground due to fright, and replied with a smile, "I found the closeness I had with my younger brother when I was a child."

"That's fine." The adults chose to believe the lie, "Good night, children."

"Good night," the four boys said in unison, and as the lights went out, Lancet clutched his head on the pillow.On one side of him is the wall, and on the other side is the skinny Harry. In such an environment, sleep is really a luxury. At least in Lancet's opinion, tonight is destined to be a night of insomnia and tossing and turning .

But unexpectedly, as soon as he closed his eyes, the tiredness accumulated throughout the day rushed over.Even Lancet didn't know whether he closed his eyes first or fell into sleep first.

☆, crowded morning

6. Crowded mornings

Early the next morning, Lancet woke up to the screams of cousin Ron.

"Hey Grian," said the boy with his eyes closed, frowning, "you can't bother me like that, I'm going to be exhausted today."

But what answered him today was not 'The Little Prince of Lance', but a continuous cry.The boy with a bad temper sat up, and the cold morning air swept over in an instant, and successfully woke him up.

"Damn it." Lancet opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at the source of the noise, "What happened?"

"Spider!" Undoubtedly, the voice came from Ron who was sleeping on the edge of the bed, "Merlin's socks, don't come here—oh!" With a muffled sound, the slender Ron disappeared on the edge of the bed. "I crushed it..." There was a crying cry from under the bed.

Thanks to him, the remaining three people in the room were fully awake. "What time is it?" Harry didn't intend to help his good buddy at all. On the contrary, the corner of the savior boy's mouth even had an interesting arc.

"A quarter past six." Bill, who was the only one in the room qualified to use magic, waved his wand and replied, "We should really get up, here we need to fetch water and cook by ourselves."

"Why can't the Quidditch World Cup be more humane in this respect?" Lanster squinted his eyes and groped to get under the bed.

"Good idea." Bill came from behind him with a laughing voice, "If you are interested in discussing this with our Percy, maybe you can really develop a law."

"I seem to have heard my name?" As if to respond to Bill's words immediately, the door of the room was opened from the outside in the next second, and the head of the protagonist just mentioned came in.Percy glanced around through his glasses, and then asked suspiciously, "What law?"

"It's nothing." Ron had overcome his nausea and got up from the ground, "Why did you get into other people's rooms so early in the morning?"

Percy didn't hesitate at all about his little brother's question, this time he completely put his body into the room, "Ahem, Fred and George are gone."

After this sentence, he seemed to hope to see some reactions from the faces of the other four people, but unfortunately, he didn't.He had no choice but to continue to complete the last sentence, "Do you know where the two of them went?"

of course I know.

"I don't know." The four brothers on the bed said in unison surprisingly, the voices were so neat that Percy was ashamed to believe the truth of these words, but fortunately Sirius' voice appeared outside the door in time.

"Are you up yet, lads? If yes, pack yourself up and start a fire with me, or we'll be faced with a big event today where we won't be able to eat breakfast."

Percy didn't seem too fond of the subject, almost turning his toes toward the stairs as soon as Sirius finished speaking. "I've got to help Dad find George and the two of them," he said, but it was believed that it was just Percy's difficult choice between making a fire and finding his brother.

After that, other people who knew the 'inside story' went to the front of the tent to prepare the first meal of the day together under the call of Sirius.

The camp in the early morning seemed to have a lot of people overnight. Before they knew it, the open space on both sides of their tents had been taken up by tents, and more wizards in strange clothes were walking around in the camp.

"Oh my eyes." Lancet looked at it for a while and then chose to turn his gaze back to the wood on the ground, "Why couldn't they study the Muggle's dressing habits before they came here?" While he was speaking, a wrinkled thigh with a grass skirt passed in front of their eyes, and all of them had horrible expressions on their faces.

Except for the big black dog who has been struggling with the wood, "Damn it!" Sirius, who was teased by the fire again, seemed to be out of anger. He finally didn't continue to challenge the fire cheerfully, but turned himself into himself Animagus form, and then threw the wood beside his feet aside.

"No, no, no," the rest of the children hurriedly chased after them and took the wood they had just picked up with great difficulty back to the tent.

"Tsk!" A particularly impatient voice reached Lanster's ears in this kind of farce. Even though it was just a modal particle, he was really familiar with the tone.

"Draco?" After confirming that the people around him had all gone to clean up the mess behind Sirius, Lanster said pitifully to the air next to him, "I'm going to starve to death."

"No, don't talk to me like that right now, Lancet." There was a bit of gnashing of teeth in the lazy tone, "After you rejected my invitation yesterday, huh?"

"But I can smell the sweets." The boy said sharply. "It's been there since I got out of the tent."

"Then what happened?"

Lancet shook his head, and then made a move that almost made the Slytherin prince throw away the snack box in his hand: he threw himself and hugged Draco's waist in the air. "Unless you give me the snack." The boy said self-destructively, burying his face in the air, where there seemed to be something hindering his movements, so that his beautiful short gray-blue hair this morning was completely covered. pressed on his face. "Merlin, I haven't eaten all morning, and it's almost noon now. Do you want to see a scrawny second seat at the beginning of school?"

"Damn it!" There was an exasperated voice in the air, "Quickly let go, have your etiquette been eaten by that stupid dog? What made you hug someone in public? The act of not letting go of the thigh?"

During this period, the hand of the boy holding a ball of air was groping along something, and then, suddenly, an exquisite snack box appeared in the boy's hand.

After getting what he wanted, Lanster immediately straightened his body and sat down, "I just haven't seen you all night. I miss Draco so much, so let me give you a warm hug."

Of course, if he could slow down the movement of opening the snack box a little while saying this, maybe the face of the Slytherin prince who was hidden in the air would look a lot better.

"Would you like a piece, Draco, I like this one the most." Satisfied, Lancet held up a delicately shaped dessert into the air and said, "But I'd like to give you a piece now."

"Thank you so much." With the cake included, Prince Slytherin directly grasped the raised wrist, and then pulled him away from the shabby and terrible tent with strength that didn't match his figure.

"Hey Lanster," Hermione's puzzled voice came from behind Lanster as he was advancing rapidly, "what are you doing?"

"Well, I'll go for a walk." The boy would have applauded his composure at this point, if one of his wrists wasn't under Draco's control.

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☆、Responsibilities of guardians

7. Responsibilities of guardians

"Welcome." Draco's destination, on a beautiful meadow, where the small group of Slytherins had already gathered.It was Blaise Zabini who was toasting leisurely in the direction of Lancet. "You don't look well."

"Of course, if you are also violently dragged elsewhere in the early morning, you won't look moist." Lanster rolled his eyes indifferently, and chose a suitable one among several people Location.

The rest of the people tacitly turned their eyes to Prince Slytherin not far away: What did you do to him?

"Please don't look at me like that." Young Master Platinum walked over slowly, "I just brought back the lost child. Jean Gore, you are sitting in my seat." At this time, he was Standing proudly behind one of his followers.

"I've been sitting here all the time." The big man argued with a bagel in his mouth, "Did you forget? I've been here since early in the morning."

Being asked back, the boy impatiently raised his foot and kicked the opponent's ass, "Okay, then I'm going to sit here now, what do you say?"

"Please sit down." This time Goyle was very cooperative with Draco's meaning, not only that, he also pressed down on Lancet who wanted to get up. "You're right here, Lanster." It was the right choice, for this sentence Draco decided to forgive him for not immediately understanding what he meant.

"How was your summer vacation? My mother and I happened to see your promotion when we went to the Muggle world." Blaise gestured, "From that box..."

"Television?" Lanster helped him complete the sentence.

"Well, that's the thing." The Chocolate Prince nodded, "Pansy said that your popularity in the Muggle world has increased again."

"That's right." The protagonist of the topic admitted cheekily while stuffing the small dessert under the eyes of Goyle and Black, "So you have to be nice to me, after all, I am also a British girl now The recognized little prince."

Beside him, Prince Slytherin, recognized by the British wizarding community, gave an impatient "tsk".

"What does 'tsk' mean?" The popular prince turned his head and glared at the people around him dissatisfied.

It seemed that the two of them were about to explode again, Blaise cleared his throat and quickly asked a question, "Who do you think will win tonight's game?"

"Obviously, Bulgaria." Lanster said without looking back.

"Given they have Krum, which team will be the winner?" Draco said without even moving his eyelids. "Why are you asking such a stupid question?"

"Because I want to prevent our Mr. Chief and Mr. Second from strangling each other on the sidelines of the Quidditch Cup." Blaise said sincerely, "Now it seems that my problem has succeeded? At least the two of you at a certain point There is still unity of opinion.”

"We've had a good life from the beginning." Stuffing the last piece of dessert into his mouth, Lancet held his swollen cheeks and said without blinking, "Draco is still going to give the dessert early in the morning." I'll bring food."

……

After breakfast and lunch, Lancet returned to the Weasley family tent. At this time, everyone's faces were more or less black from the charcoal, but fortunately: the fire finally started.

"Mr. Weasley finally couldn't hold back and gave them a blazing shot." Hermione whispered to Lancet. "Fortunately, he did this. Harry and the others had already secretly bought a lot of lollipops to pad their stomachs."

Lancet looked in her direction, of course he found the savior boy and Cousin Mole holding a lollipop, found Lancet's eyes, he even threw a bloody lollipop towards them come over. 'George and Fred please. ' Ron silently mouthed him.

Matching his mouth shape, the twins beside him bowed exaggeratedly.Looks like their taffy is doing well.

"It's more than good." Ron yelled with a rosy complexion as the children wandered around the field together after eating, "Can you imagine? They even said they would buy me a new robe in the new semester. "

"If you need one," said Lancet with an ice mouse in his mouth, "I can give you one too."

The tall, thin, red-haired Gryffindor froze for a moment, and seemed to be considering this issue very carefully, "Oh, of course you don't need to come to Lanster." Finally he made a difficult decision, "Of course I can't let you My little brother pays for my robe."

"Yeah." Lancet nodded and said seriously, "I'm actually joking too." Harry on the side sprayed out the pile of cockroaches in his mouth, and the 'healthy' cockroaches just put in his mouth jumped He jumped and ran away.

"I mean." Ron said blankly, staring at the cockroach jumping away, "You know our family's situation, it's not a family that can just buy a new robe, unless it's for Ginny .”

This explains the problem very much.Lancet bit his ice mouse and thought, maybe I should have a cooperation with my cousins.That way maybe we can open a joke shop too.

"...Lanster?" The shouts in his ears pulled him out of his contemplation. "Is Aunt Allie acting strange?"

"What behavior?" The boy who came back to his senses asked back, unable to distinguish the situation, "It's hard to find a few normal things among all the behaviors of my mother."

"If Aunt Elle hears that, you're dead." Ron reminded dryly, "You don't have any double-sided mirrors on you, do you?"The boy pinched the corner of his clothes uneasily, in the pocket on that side lay the double-sided mirror that Draco gave him, but luckily the other end of the double-sided mirror was on Draco's side.

"What the hell did Aunt Molly do?" Lancet threw back the subject of Ron, "There must be no response from Harry, right?"

"No." The green-eyed boy unexpectedly showed a distressed expression, "In fact, since two weeks after the summer vacation, that is, since the day I went to live with Sirius, he hasn't stopped telling me Choose from a wide variety of dresses."

"Trust me buddy, you are definitely not the worst." Ron looked even more unhappy than him, "My mother tried to find out a few days ago like it was only popular in the last century The dress was smuggled into my suitcase."

Lanster stopped talking, and suddenly thought of the big package he received from the Malfoy family's golden eagle claws a week after the summer vacation, which contained a real high-end dress - from Draco's favorite French handmade dress shop. "That's a strange enough thing in itself," Lancet sighed and whispered, "Why would he do such a thing that the guardians of other children do?"

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☆, Krum

8. Krum

"What did you say? What guardian?" Ron leaned forward and asked Lancet.

"It's nothing." The boy shook his head calmly, "My mother didn't work on the clothes." That's true, because someone else was busy.But Lancet felt that it was better not to tell Cousin Ron, who would become especially vulnerable in the face of Prince Slytherin, about this detail.

"It seems that we will use dresses in the next few days?" Lancet pinched his chin and mused, "Is it going to a party? Since we all need dresses, that place will only be Hogg Wattsley."

"So what big event will we have next semester?" Harry continued along with Lancet, "But what will it be?"

The remaining two shook their heads neatly. Even though they had spent three years in Hogwarts, they still knew too little about this magic school. "But someone must know!" Ron said firmly, "That Malfoy."

Yes, of course he needs to know, since he prepared the dress for himself early on.Lancet thought, why do the two of us know so much differently when we are both third-year Slytherins?

"Sirius and Molly knew too," Harry added, "so Arthur knew too."

"Wait, Bill and Charlie know too," Ron called. "Do you remember how many times they looked at us for no reason and said if only they were at school?"

"Or maybe the adults know it, but we Hogwarts students don't know it."

"Like the use of the sorting hat?" Ron quoted naturally.

"No cousin, that's completely different." Langster explained, "In fact, as long as you read "Hogwarts, a School History" carefully before going to school, you will know the correct method of sorting. It's no secret."

"When you say this, it's like the real Hermione is in front of me." The red-haired boy shrank his neck. In fact, he was really afraid of Hermione most of the time.

Skipping the topic of Hermione, they chatted for a while around the speculation of large-scale events and dresses. The peddlers around chose to focus on the Bulgarian team's Seekers today, and almost all the peddlers they met today were peddling Crewe. Krum's badge and brooch, so even if they didn't bother to buy them, they each wore Krum's sullen face on their chests on the return trip.

"What the hell am I under the spell?" When he was about to return to the tent, Ron knocked on his head as if he had come to his senses, "Isn't it obvious that Bulgaria won? Why did I draw a silver Sickle for this?" Buy so many support badges?"

Lanster glanced down at his clothes, and then heaved a sigh of relief. Thankfully, he only wore a small, inconspicuous badge on his clothes. "Think about a good place." After secretly taking off the badges on his clothes, he patted his cousin on the shoulder nonchalantly, "You will use them tomorrow too."

"Better like that," said Ron bitterly, "but in case..."

"There is no chance, cousin." Lancet assured, "Aside from the Irish and Bulgarian teams, can you imagine other final teams?" This sentence is quite convincing. Anyway, after this, Ron's emotions Much better.They shared a meal in the tent, brought by the Black elf, before heading to their seats together.

Compared with yesterday's game, today's arena is fuller, not only because the final time is approaching, but also because of the Quidditch stars in today's arena.When the members of the Bulgarian team took the Firebolt into the sky, [-]% of the women in the seats kept their eyes fascinated.

"If it wasn't for him, I would never come to watch this Quidditch match. This is really rude for a lady." A critical voice came from the box next to her, although the words were a bit mean , But the fact is true, Lancet noticed that not only Aunt Molly chose to stay at home, but Aunt Narcissa, Mrs Zabini and the hostesses of the Slytherin family all chose to stay in their own manor .

Not only that, Pansy, who was the same age as them, didn't come either.

Hermione, who could see the doubt on his face, kindly told him the truth, "Of course not all girls like Quidditch. In fact, most girls think it... um, a little dangerous. The brown-haired girl weighed her words and said, "You will find that the number of girls in the auditorium is less than one-fifth of that of the men, which is very telling."

"But it's different at Hogwarts..." Harry interjected as he stretched out his ears, "The auditorium is full every time there is a match."

"I know that." Ron raised his hand and said, "That's because of the college's compulsory system."

"Oh, I always thought it was because of the popularity of Quidditch itself." Harry scratched his head embarrassedly. "But at least you two are really rooting for me, aren't you?"

"But of course." Hermione nodded briskly, "It's not just us, some senior sisters told me that since you became Gryffindor's Seeker, the girls in our academy have all become terrified when watching the game. It's more sincere."

"Oh……"

"It's not just our house," Hermione interrupted Harry's embarrassed groan, "the same thing happened to Cedric in Hufflepuff, and Malfoy in Slytherin, and of course, us. Lancet." Hermione said with a smile, "You are the Muggle Harry."

"How could he be 'Scarhead'?" In another box, the platinum-haired teenager raised his eyebrows dissatisfied. "absurd."

"What?" Blaise asked with his eyes glued to the binoculars, indifferently, "What are you talking about, Draco? The game has begun."

"Nothing." Pressing the binoculars back into Blaise's eye sockets, the Slytherin prince decided to listen to the lioness' analysis for a while.

"But Ravenclaw has been very different since last year." Hermione's voice came from next door, "Since their captain graduated, their Quidditch team has become less interesting."

"But they still have Qiu Zhang." This is the voice of the savior boy.Aha, do you think that Chinese girl is nice?Maybe this is a good new idea for torturing Potter, the Platinum Prince clasped his fingers.

"No, of course you can't expect to use a girl to attract girls' attention." Hermione laughed and retorted Harry, whose face was already flushed, "But she is really good-looking, isn't she, maybe you can meet her tomorrow Up there, Harry, she's one of the few girls who likes Quidditch."

"Harry looks like he's already seen that Cho Chang." Ron put his arms around his buddy's shoulders maliciously, "But you never told me that you like... Hey! Ginny, what are you doing? Hit me?"

"Why can't you just shut up and let us watch a game?" The red-haired girl said unhappily while withdrawing her elbow, "Your voice is so loud that I can't hear the commentary on the field."

"Damn it," Ron sat down, "Obviously the noise on the field is so loud that you can't ignore it..."

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☆, before the final

9. Before the final

The result of the semi-final did not disappoint Ron. Nearly an hour into the game, Bulgaria captured the Golden Snitch and won with a score of 260 points to 90 points.

"I can wear them to watch the game tomorrow." Ron said with satisfaction.

"You can also sell them," suggested one of the twins who walked ahead of them, "you know that there will be a large crowd of people here tomorrow morning, as long as you seize the opportunity, you can exchange them for money. "

Regarding this point, Lanster is very suspicious that they have prepared for such an "opportunity". The twins can indeed do things like reselling souvenirs and support items.In terms of making money, the two brothers were nothing like the Weasleys, and they had very different foresights about how to take over King Galleon.

Although this didn't really please the Weasleys at first sight.At this very moment, Mr. Weasley was looking up and down at his two worrying sons with disapproving eyes, "You don't really plan to sell those things tomorrow, do you?"

"What are you talking about, Dad," George said righteously.

"We don't have the capital to do this." Fred gave a reason that sounded very legitimate.

However, everyone present knew that they had successfully sold the joke items they brought over early this morning.Still, Mr. Weasley chose to indulge his sons' behaviour. "You better be careful, if Molly finds out about your movements..."

Everyone present shivered unanimously. Aunt Molly was fine, of course, except when she lost her temper.

After returning to the camp, they still fell asleep according to the arrangement last night, but different from last night, since the early morning, there have been various sounds from the surroundings, and there is no physical exercise during the day, boys It is difficult for them to fall asleep.

"Little Luo Luo," Bill's lowered voice suddenly sounded in the darkness, "If you roll around next to me again, go to sleep on the floor, do you want to wake up both Harry and Lancet?"

"Actually," said Harry understandingly, "we're all awake."

"It's too noisy outside," Lanster explained. "What's the matter?"

"It should be the rest of the spectators who came, because the countries they are in are different, and the time when the spectators arrive at the venue will be different." Bill has more experience in this area than other 13-year-old children, "but one thing is certain What's more, when you go to a tent tomorrow, you will find that it is crowded outside to the point where it is difficult to move."

……

"I'm only now sure that Bill's statement is not exaggerated." Early the next morning, the four of Lanster, who had been unable to sleep for a long time, left the tent early. There was some mist, and the air was still a little cold.But the difference is that the venue has been filled with all kinds of tents, and it doesn't look empty like it was two days ago.

Most of the people in the tent that Lanster had seen hadn't woken up yet, but that didn't affect the number of people walking outside the tent in the slightest: the new visitors had done their best to make the land fully lively.

"Oh Merlin, be careful!" Ron's tone was not very friendly, trying to avoid a child's broom that almost hit the fire frame in front of their tent. What do you do if you see it?" The other people didn't answer his question, and there were more eye-catching things in the camp that caught their eyes.

For example, not far away, the wizards of the African continent have reached new heights in the matching of clothes, or the gathering place of foreign magic schools-Salem Wizard Academy "My God, I don't even know this magic school." Hehe. Min whispered in surprise.At this moment, the tent behind them moved, and then, two identical faces appeared in the sight of the four of them.

"Ouch," George said, "good morning."

"We didn't expect you to wake up so early." The other twin added sincerely, "Maybe we got up late today?"

"No, you started just right," Lancet turned sideways to give way to them, and asked casually, "What are you going to sell today?"

George covered the twin brother's mouth that was about to open, and looked at the polite boy with a smile, "I almost succeeded in the routine of Lancet, this can't work, you clever ghost."

"Okay." Without showing the slightest embarrassment of being exposed, the boy winked at them, "No matter what it is, I hope your business is booming."

"I like this sentence." The brothers clasped their shoulders and waved to them, "Then goodbye, my dears, I wish you a pleasant morning."

"I will, for the sake of the new robes." Ron said, and then they walked around the camp again-this place is roughly divided into two main camps, one is the Irish team green, and the big four-leaf clover stimulates the four camps. Personal eyes are a little unbearable, and what is even more frightening is the cross-examination from a Gryffindor family.

"It's as if we can't get out of that territory without saying we support the Irish team," the four gasped, deciding to look the other way.

"It's not much better here." Lance said pertinently, all the tents were flying the Bulgarian flag, and there were posters that couldn't be ignored among the three colors of white, dew and red. Those purchased belong to the same person.

"I can't believe he is." Hermione whispered, "He doesn't seem to be happy at all." This conclusion comes from the frowning or sullen protagonists in the posters in all directions.

"I advise you not to say anything other than praise him here," Harry reminded, "Otherwise, maybe someone else will come forward and make us admit that we must support him?"

This is very possible. In fact, there are many brainless fans who are staying by the tent and are already looking at them with anticipation. That way, they really hope to hear the expressions of others admiring their idols. "Generally speaking, individual fans are more vicious than group fans, and star fans are more crazy than sports fans." Lanster said sincerely based on his personal experience, "Why don't we go fetch water? I bet the place to fetch water is already drained." Team up."

This suggestion was unanimously agreed by the other three, who took longer than they had come to get back to the tent to get the bucket, and then made their way to the water point.This process also didn't go smoothly, because today they met more acquaintances, such as the former Gryffindor and Slytherin Quidditch team captains who were confronting each other.

Wood has been spotted and signed as a substitute for Puddlemere United, while Flint has taken over the family estate.When Langster talked to him again, he clearly felt his envy for Wood's situation, but as a Slytherin, the family itself was far more important than anything else.

"It should be so." When parting, Flint said to Lanster as if comforting himself, "The reason why my family