[HP] Hogwarts students

While Ron and Harry were carrying buckets back to the tent, Hermione and I also returned to our tent room to pack our luggage.There were too many girls, so they occupied the big tent. I wanted to live with Hermione, but there were still two rooms available, so we specially invited Ginny.

"Should just stay one night, don't have to take out a lot of things." I took out the top shelf of the pajamas box and found some new toothbrushes and tooth cups. Very strong hands, a Quidditch genius."

"Have you seen his game?" Hermione took out all the papers and textbooks and smashed them on the ground.

"No, but I think what he can do, Harry can do too."

Hermione stopped tidying up and looked at me with strange eyes: "I'm sorry—Carrie, Harry is indeed very good, but—but can you take off your 'Harry Glasses'?"

And my response was to make a face at her.

After lunch, we couldn't wait to rush out of the tent and prepare to walk around.In the golden and clear afternoon, white clouds hung over the tree branches, all the wizards in the tents came out, and there was a lot of excitement everywhere.There were flashing signs of magic on the left, and the howling of magical animals on the right, and the wizards of the Ministry of Magic were weaving back and forth between the tents.

"Where are you going?" Seeing us going out one after the other, Dad lifted the curtain of the tent and asked, "There are too many wizards here, so be careful."

"Don't worry, we're just strolling around." Since that incident, Dad has been so worried about my safety. Although it is very useful, sometimes it is a bit troublesome, "Harry and Ron saw the front There is a small market, let's go shopping!"

"Isn't it just you and Hermione?" Dad raised his eyebrows and asked, I bit my tongue suddenly and stopped, and looked at Hermione evasively, she received my signal and said, "We just met them at the tent door , so they all live next door, Mr. Morris, can we go?"

"Of course, it seems that I have no reason to stop you." He shrugged, took out a pack of Galleons from his coat pocket and put them in my palm, "Buy something for yourself and your friends."

"Then let's go!" As soon as Jin Gallon was in my hand, I immediately smiled and kissed his side face, and pulled Hermione to run to the boys not far away, "Goodbye! See you later!"

Harry and Ron were standing next to a tent covered with green Irish grass. Seeing us running up, Ron couldn't help complaining, "It's too slow, what the hell are you doing?"

"It's nothing, my dad just asked a few questions, let's go, I saw a lot of hawkers have taken up their seats." I waved my hand and followed them through the crowd. Some of them wore green top hats that symbolize Ireland, Someone was wearing the Bulgarian flag - and the national anthem was playing as they walked!

Hermione walked in the forefront with great interest, and was very interested in one of the walking dolls. Ron stood beside her and explained to her, with a particularly loud voice: "This is Krum! - Wick Dor Klum, he's a genius!—”

"He looks very unhappy, gloomy." Hermione studied the expression of the little doll.

"Gloomy? Who cares what he looks like? He's amazing! And he's so young, only left and right. He's a genius, and you'll see tonight."

"What would you like to buy?" Harry offered as I picked up a beautiful green rose. "Let me buy it for you."

"Why?—I have money myself." I weighed the heavy purse in front of him, "My father gave me a lot, so I not only have to buy for myself, but also gifts for you! "

"But—" said Harry hastily, "little—I mean, I think a good boyfriend should pay for his girlfriend's presents."

I looked at him suspiciously and blinked: "That's a good proposal! But...a good girlfriend should also pay for the gift for her boyfriend."

Harry froze on the spot, looking at me with some confusion, as if he couldn't find anything to refute, when he opened his mouth, I immediately grabbed the words and said, "Well, you buy a gift for me, and I buy a gift for you. That way we can all buy what we want.”

As time goes by, we have more and more things in our arms. It is almost dusk on a bright spring day, and small rose-colored clouds hang high in the clear sky, slowly sinking into the depths of the blue sky.Harry was still picking binoculars at this time, and he wanted to buy one for all three of us. Ron was a little greedy, but politely declined.

"What's the point of you doing this?" Hermione rolled her eyes upwards, "You buy yours, he buys his, it's just an exchange between the payer."

"You don't understand." I snorted and raised my face, and triumphantly blew the fireworks flute on my face, "Beep——you will talk about meaning with me on the day you start dating."

"Perhaps ten years from now," said Hermione dryly, only marred by the clover print on her face.

After the purse is empty, we return with a full load.I thought I had enough things in my hands, but Linda bought more. She bought almost all the goods from every vendor. At this time, they were piled up in the center of the tent, and she was being pulled by Aunt Betty. Earn a lesson.

"She took all my money!" Scott gloated. "I haven't found a job yet, and she's ashamed to take my money."

"Hiss—you, you're ashamed to say it." Linda grinned and glared at him, "The person who is always fired has only a few Galleons in savings, a lot of Nats!"

At this time, somewhere in the distance of the woods, there was a deep and deep sound of a gong, and the grandfather immediately came out of the room, saying excitedly: "It's time!—let's go!"

Our tent is the closest to the woods, and the road to the stadium is in the woods. Rows of dazzling and beautiful lanterns are hung on the branches, illuminating the way forward for everyone. Everyone holds the things they bought in their hands. Walk quickly along the lantern-lit passage into the woods.

Everyone was chatting and laughing with great enthusiasm, and thousands of people gathered into a bunch of people to walk deep into the woods. In addition to the noisy chatter, there were also intermittent singing. I had to raise my voice when speaking with others The volume, or lie directly next to their ears so that they can hear clearly.

Mr. Weasley was just ahead of us, and I saw Sirius walking in front, looking happier than usual.Harry was at the end, looking back from time to time. I stepped forward quickly, and under the cover of the dense crowd, I quietly took his hand. He looked back at me in surprise, and tightened his grip again.

I was still a little nervous about doing something so risky next to the whole family, but luckily everyone in the family was in the frenzy and no one cared what I was doing.The two of us secretly held hands all the way until we approached the entrance.

"First-class ticket!" said the Ministry of Magic wizard at the entrance, looking at Mr. Weasley's ticket. "Top box! Go straight upstairs, Arthur, to the very top."

We were going to separate, and although the ticket in Grandpa's hand was a first-class ticket, he couldn't sit in the top box.I waved to Harry and whispered, "See you after the game." He followed Sirius and turned his head frequently, which caught Dad's attention.

"Isn't that Harry?" he said. "What has he been looking back for?"

"Maybe his shoe got knocked out," I said calmly, and Hermione couldn't help but chuckle.

Our box is on the second floor from the top, and the view is not bad, and we can see the words on the blackboard and the big screen clearly.Hermione and I sat next to each other in the first row, next to the excited Aunt Eva, she was holding the most expensive panoramic binoculars in her hand - it is said to be clearer than the ordinary version, and can flash the game more accurately Analysis, but in my opinion, it is just a few more gemstones and emeralds, and the others are no different.

Hermione flipped through her fringed velvet-covered game brochure, and read word by word: "There will be a performance by the team's mascot before the game."

"Ah, yes." Grandpa poked his head for a look, and said with a smile, "The national teams have brought some rare animals from their own countries, and they are going to perform here. You are lucky." Speaking, he deliberately glanced at Scott.

"What?" Scott was adjusting his binoculars, and when he saw Grandpa's eyes, he couldn't help asking stupidly, but Linda rolled his eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen... welcome! Welcome to the 422nd Quidditch World Cup!"

While we were chatting and laughing, a loud voice came from the top, solemnly announcing the arrival of the Quidditch match.

"Okay, without further ado, allow me to introduce... the mascot of the Bulgarian national team!"

Groups of graceful and stunningly beautiful Veevas suddenly appeared in the center of the arena. Except for the cheers from the bright red stands on the far right, the entire arena was boiling.

Their creamy skin shimmered in the lights, their satiny hair danced with the movement, their limbs were long and soft, and they danced so beautifully that I couldn't help but stare.

"... Kelly, Kelly!" Hermione's call made me sober for a moment, and then I withdrew my demented expression and looked around awkwardly: several young wizards in the same room as us had already straddled the Half of the wall, among them was Scott, who had already stretched out half of his body. If his father hadn't held him, maybe Scott would have fallen headfirst.

Scott's twin sister, Linda, was covering her face, unable to bear that such a man was her own brother; even though Brian was still in his infancy, he stretched out his hands, looking at those veela; the most outrageous It turned out to be Aunt Eva, and she became the only bewitched woman in the box!

Fortunately, they left after dancing. The moment the music stopped, everyone regained their senses, but some wizards still roared in dissatisfaction. They didn't want the veela to leave.

Almost everyone in the box looked at Aunt Eva. She retracted her legs easily, straightened her messy collar, cleared her throat, and sat back beside me in embarrassment.

"Is that why you haven't had a boyfriend for so many years?" The next show was the Irish leprechauns, and their performances were also wonderful, but I couldn't help but whispered to Aunt Eva, "No wonder grandma's wish has always been Not satisfied."

"What does her wish have to do with me?" Aunt Eva said indifferently. "You know, a second world trip is not out of the agenda."

Aunt Betty behind her stretched out her foot and kicked her seat, but she just lifted the stool and sat forward without looking back.