snake catcher

On Monday morning, Mel woke up very early, and she found that there was someone else earlier than her. The Longbottoms and Neville were already cooking breakfast outside, and Mrs. Longbottom was busy chopping onions, because she had never done anything The hot tears flowed down, Mr. Longbottom hugged Neville and laughed, his wife was so angry that he beat him, Neville smiled foolishly in Mr. Longbottom's arms, if Mel didn't understand him, Mel You'll think it's a bliss from smoking marijuana.

"Auntie? How long will it take for us to have your delicious breakfast?" Mel asked with a smile lying on the tent door.

The smile on the corner of Mrs. Longbottom's mouth paused for a moment and then came up again: "Half an hour, dear!"

"Okay!" Mel turned and went back to the tent with a weird look on his face. Mrs. Longbottom looked at her as if he was the one who broke up her family.

Mel turned around and bumped into someone fiercely. He looked closely at the Dark Lord, "Grandpa Green, do you want to go out?"

"Yes! Turn around!"

"Don't forget to eat in half an hour!" Mel chased out of the tent and shouted at the distant figure.

The Dark Lord's footsteps didn't stop, and he didn't turn his head. He just raised his hand to signal that he knew.

Mel looked at the Longbottoms, then at the Dark Lord, and felt that it was wishful thinking for such a disorganized team to defeat Voldemort.

"Since there is still half an hour, Mel, let's go for a walk!" Mr. Dalton stepped out of the tent and invited Mel.

"Okay! Dad!" Mel happily stepped on Mr. Dalton's arm, and the father and daughter began to admire the Muggle tents set up by wizards.

The camp in the mist was noisy, the tents were lined up in rows and connected together, most of the tents looked nothing special, obviously, their owners took pains to make them as similar as possible to Muggle tents, but some Accidentally overdo it, adding chimneys, bell ropes or weather vanes in superfluous, making it nondescript.However, occasionally there are a few tents, which can be seen to be enchanted.

Mr. Dalton was obviously more interested in these tents, and stopped to admire them from time to time, while Mel followed him with all her attention, and she must not let anyone find out that he was an ordinary person.

In the center of the camp, there is a tent that stands out in particular.It uses a lot of striped silk so extravagantly that it looks like a small palace, with a few live peacocks tied at the entrance.There are also several tents set up in the shape of four-story buildings, and there are several turrets beside them.What's more exaggerated is that there is a garden in front of the tent, which has a birdbath, sundial, fountain and so on.

They wandered around for a while, and came across a group of red-haired men pitching tents.Apparently, Mr. Dalton found the Weasleys earlier than Mel. Mr. Dalton was about to go up to say hello, but Mel hurriedly pulled him back, turned around and left.

"What happened to Mel?" Mr. Dalton was puzzled.

"Dad, they all know that you are an ordinary person. If they see you, they will ask how you got here? How should we answer then, it would be bad to attract the attention of the Ministry of Magic!"

Mr. Dalton nodded and Mel walked to the other side, "Does Bill know I'm here?"

"Yes! But he won't tell Mr. Weasley!"

Hearing his daughter's confident answer, Mr. Dalton was surprisingly uncomfortable!

"Don't be so sure, Mel!"

"Why?" Mel wondered.

"Because..." Mr. Dalton was suffocating and wanted him to say something, but looking at Mel's bright eyes, Mr. Dalton held back his breath again, "It's nothing! Mel , let's go back to eat!"

"Okay, Dad!"

Upon receiving the news of Bill's arrival, Mel hurriedly stuffed the food in his mouth and ran out of the tent, leaving the others to enjoy their breakfast. Mr. Dalton angrily regarded the sausage on the plate as someone's body constantly cutting.

When Mel arrived, the Weasleys' bonfire was full of people and greeted everyone. Mel sat by the bonfire and listened to everyone chatting. After a while, Ludo Bagman came.

"Let me introduce to you," Mr. Weasley said, facing the crowd. "This is Ludo Bagman, you know who he is, and we owe it to him to get such a good ticket—"

Bagman's figure is very strong, and the flesh on his face is a bit loose, but he can still see the shadow of his round face and smile when he was young. He waved his hand to indicate that it was nothing.

"Want to bet on the match, Arthur?" he asked eagerly, jingling the pockets of his yellow and black robe, which seemed to contain a good deal of gold coins. "I've persuaded Roddy Pontene and I bet he said Bulgaria would score the first goal - I put him at good odds considering Ireland's number three striker is the best I've seen in years - Agatha Jr Timms bet half her eel farm stock that the race would last a week."

But Mr. Weasley's plan to only offer one Galleon disappointed him, but he was soon happy, because the twins would also be involved and still put a lot of money on it. "We're betting thirty-seven Galleons, fifteen Sickles, and three Knuts," said Fred, as he and George quickly pulled out their money, "to bet on Ireland—but Victor Crew Tom will catch the Snitch. Oh, and we'll add a fake wand."

Bill, Mel, Charlie, and Patsy watched with fun. Mr. Bagman took the wand from Fred, and the wand croaked and turned into a rubber chicken. Mr. Bagman liked it very much Bought it for five Galleons, and although Mr. Weasley had been against it, he obviously couldn't stop Bagman's enthusiasm.

Ludo Bagman quickly pulled out his notebook and quill, and scribbled the twin's name while Mr. Weasley watched helplessly.

After the bet was settled, he turned and looked at Mr. Weasley, "Can you do me a favor? I've been looking for Barty Crouch. The official in Bulgaria who is my equal is making things difficult for us, but he I can't understand a word of it. Barty will fix that. He speaks about 150 languages."

"We haven't met Mr. Crouch," Passy said calmly and proudly, "You know he can speak two hundred languages, so in this situation where international friends gather, he is usually busy."

Mel waited with interest for the twins to mock Patsy, but to her surprise, the twins curled their lips and said nothing.

"Passy did a great job at the Ministry of Magic, and even treated us to a big meal with his first month's salary!" Bill whispered to Mel.Mel nodded knowingly, but felt something was wrong in her heart!

Ludo Bagman sat down on the grass beside them, and Mr. Weasley asked, "Any news from Pertha Jorkins, Ludo?"

"Not even a shadow," Bagman said carelessly, "but don't worry, she'll show up..."

While talking, Barty Crouch appeared, a man in his fifties with a straight back and stiff movements, wearing a spotless crisp suit and tie.Short mustache, as if trimmed with a sliding rule.His shoes were also polished.

Mel has an impression of him, knowing that he is one of the organizers of this year's Triwizard Tournament, what else Mel has forgotten, but Mel has a good impression of him, maybe because he dresses up like an ordinary person, Maybe it's because his brushed beard resembles Mr. Dalton a bit!

But the conversation that followed surprised Mel. When Patsy talked so sophisticatedly, Mr. Crouch also showed a very high regard for him.

Ludo invited Crouch to sit down, and he declined, with a hint of impatience in his voice, "I've been looking everywhere for you. The Bulgarians insisted we add twelve more seats in the top box."

Bagman answered very casually, and Mr. Crouch was very dissatisfied. He turned his head and saw Patsy, "Passy, ​​are you here too?" Crouch greeted him.

"Yes, sir!" Percy's ears were red, but she was still calm. "Do you want a cup of tea?"

"Okay! Weasley!" Crouch readily agreed.

Patsy hurriedly bent down to pour tea for Crouch, acting in an orderly manner.

Mel looked at Patsy and Crouch, feeling something was wrong again.

No this is so wrong!Mel felt uneasy, she looked at Patsy carefully, studied his every expression, carefully discerned every trace of his voice, trying to find anomalies but nothing.But Passy's performance was too perfect, his conversation was as polite, restrained and humorous as a senior Wall Street manager.

A strange premonition filled Mel with mixed feelings. She might have found a fellow of her kind, a time traveler who was hidden!

She wanted to talk to Percy but didn't know how to speak. Her performance at Hogwarts was enough for Percy to know that she was a time traveler, but Percy never approached her.

There are two possibilities, one is that Percy wants to live an ordinary life, so she is not disturbed, and the other is that Percy also has a plan, which is more hidden than her and can't be known by others.

Mel was so distraught by her discovery that she didn't even know she had followed the twins into camp.

When Mel came back to his senses, they walked into a sea of ​​green, and all the tents were covered with a thick layer of clover, which looked like countless strange-shaped green hills emerging from the ground.In the tent with the curtain opened, smiling faces can be seen.

The triplets and Jordan Lee met to discuss where to go. Mel was really not interested, so he walked around by himself, but accidentally walked into the Bulgarian camp, and was caught by the gloomy Viktor Crewe on the tent. Tom's eyes hurt.

After wandering aimlessly for a long time, Mel made up his mind to figure out whether Patsy is an enemy or a friend!

But the plan usually couldn't keep up with the changes, and Mel didn't see Passy for the whole day.And the exciting Quidditch is coming, Mel decided to watch Quidditch first, and put Percy's aside.

There are more and more black people in the sky, and the peddlers who fell from the sky held all kinds of things in their hands. After Mel and his father met, they pulled Neville among the peddlers, happily shuttling, the luminous rose-shaped green Irish badge, and the red Bulgarian badge. Badges; green hats adorned with windswept clover; Bulgarian sash; miniature flying Firebolts; Smug air.

Mel and Neville bought a lot, and finally distributed them, and they became two distinct camps. Mel, Mr. Dalton, Neville, and the Longbottoms supported the Irish team, and Grandpa Green supported the Bulgarian team.

Therefore, when a red man and several green men walked through the dense forest to the competition field together, they met countless eyes.There were even a few wizards in red clothes who came to ask if Grandpa Green had been kidnapped, which made the Dark Lord's face darken, and Mel laughed out of breath.

The stadium is terrifyingly large, and one hundred thousand wizards are being seated one after another. Those seats surround the oval stadium and are arranged upwards in a ladder shape.Everything here is shrouded in a mysterious golden light, which seems to come from the stadium itself.

When Mel and the others squeezed through the messy crowd to find a seat, there was already a sea of ​​people. After everyone sat down, Mel hurriedly used the panoramic binoculars he bought to look for the Weasleys.