[HP] Linkos Ramirez

The Quidditch World Cup can be regarded as the most important sports event in the wizarding world, bringing together outstanding Quidditch players from all over the world.

And this year's event was held in the UK. For this reason, the British Ministry of Magic specially found a venue that was wide enough to build a venue that was large enough and gorgeous.

Probably at this point, the most proud thing is that for wizards, it is much easier to build such an arena than Muggles.However, it also took nearly two months for the sports department. Apart from the construction of the arena, there are also various sponsorship related matters, resting places for spectators, and precautions against Muggles.

Hermione was looking forward to the event when she received the invitation from the Weasleys.

Although she had absolutely no interest in Quidditch, or flying on a broomstick, at least such a purely wizarding sporting event was something she had never seen before.

What's so special about wizards watching the game?What new things will you see after a large number of wizards gather?

Well, Hermione also had to admit that when the Quidditch match came to a tense moment, she would also watch with excitement and cheer for them.

During the entire waiting time, Hermione wanted to find someone to share her expectations and guesses. She had many questions, but these questions were obviously not something Harry, who had never met before, and Ron, who was not good at narrating, could answer. .She was able to share expectations with her loving parents, but the Grangers couldn't do much more than patiently express their joy to their daughter.

This made the excitement of anticipation a little more regretful. Hermione once thought of trying to share with Linkos and ask some unbelievable questions in the eyes of wizards, but in the end she gave up in hesitation.

Miss Ramirez never seemed interested in Quidditch.Is she the kind of person who is interested in such a passionate event?Hermione found this almost unimaginable.

Fortunately, such days were not long. On the appointed day, Hermione arrived at Weasley's house with her salute.

The house and life of pure wizards took Hermione's attention away, and that little regret disappeared.

Then, in the early morning of the prescribed day, Hermione and the others got up early, followed Mr. Arthur Weasley to the designated location, and found the Portkey that could send them to the arena.

After a short journey as if hooking their belly buttons, they landed in a completely unfamiliar place. Hermione managed to stabilize her center of gravity, and didn't fall to the ground like Harry did, feeling dizzy from the pain. I had to take a few deep breaths of the cool fresh air to dissipate the feeling of wanting to retch.

Arthur Weasley, who seemed much more comfortable than the children, was already smiling and walking towards a wizard who hurried over.

"Come on, give me the Portkey, I don't have time to talk." The wizard looked a little tired, his face stiffened, and he took the Portkey from Arthur simply—he is from this area The administrator is responsible for pointing out the direction for the wizards who arrive here, and taking away the door keys, so as to ensure that there is no possibility of accidents in which the door keys fall into the hands of Muggles.

"Oh thanks, I'm Arthur Weasley, so where are we?" Arthur asked with a smile.

"Okay, Arthur Weasley, let me see." The man waved his wand, and soon a string of glowing words appeared in the air, with two capital letters and a string of numbers, "Okay, look Are you there?"

"Thank you. Good luck." Arthur nodded, patted him on the shoulder, turned and shouted to those who followed, "Let's go boys, we still have a lot to do before watching the game! "

Fortunately, Arthur Weasley was an employee of the Ministry of Magic at any rate, and he had learned about the division of the tent area in advance. After knowing his own number, he quickly took the children to find their area.

The area was so small that Hermione had to wonder if their tent would be able to accommodate the entire Weasley family, as well as her and Harry's.

Arthur called the twins to help set up the tent, Harry watched from the sidelines, and wanted to go up to help, but he directly shouted: "Don't come over to Harry, it will be troublesome if there are too many people, you guys can look around first, There are many delicious and interesting things nearby, I think you will remember the way back, right? When you come back, you will definitely see surprises."

Of course they will remember, no doubt.

The three of Harry and his party followed what Arthur said, and randomly picked a direction to look around.

The gathering of wizards looked ridiculous, Hermione was sure Harry thought so too.

Because this competition is very big, and the wizards have all been uniformly required by the Ministry of Magic to wear Muggle costumes. After all, because the venue is too large, the administrators here also used some Muggle assistance.

However, Hermione was very skeptical about the validity of such a request. After all, no Muggle male would wear a kilt, would he?

However, these were not things that her student needed to worry about, and Hermione quickly got into the little things for sale, which were very interesting and had all kinds of magical effects.

Unknowingly, they walked a certain distance, and when they realized that there seemed to be fewer people around them, they had already seen the old acquaintance ahead—Draco Malfoy.

This time, Draco didn't have two big guys, Goyle and Grubb, because without them, Draco didn't look so small, and the boys who were about to enter the fourth grade all started to grow their heads, The growth is gratifying.

Draco seemed to be talking to someone at this moment, he turned sideways to them, his expression was unexpectedly serious, without the usual arrogance in school.As for the person he was talking to, because it was covered by trees, he couldn't see who it was.

"Hey, we seem to have entered the nobles' area." Ron made an exaggerated grimace, looking around with disgust, "Look over there, there is a white peacock tied up."

As Ron said, Hermione looked around and saw something different from the previous tents, which made her almost wonder if it was a tent in front of her—the wizarding world is so magical that even tents can There are so many complicated and luxurious decorations, some of which are no less than a manor, people have to worry about whether the tent can bear so much weight.

Apart from the tents, not to mention some simple and not crude marble fountains, carved stone pillars and so on.

Ron's voice caught Draco's attention, he turned his head, and after seeing the Gryffindor trio clearly, he showed a look of disgust very similar to Ron: "Look who this is, I think the Savior and His companions should know where they can only live, right?"

"Hey Malfoy, you'd better be careful what you say!" Ron's first reaction was to swing his fist and punch the void, as if it could hit Draco in the face.

"Look at your looks." Draco was uncharacteristically not provoked, but instead looked the three of them up and down, and his gaze fell on Hermione, "You should be lucky, at least there are those who think that Ms. Know at least a little dress up etiquette."

After finishing speaking, Draco didn't even look at them anymore, but nodded towards the person behind the tree: "My parents should be looking for me, so see you on the court."

Looking at the back of Draco turning away, Hermione felt that she had to admit that even if Malfoy's attitude was not very friendly, at least his attire was very decent, and even the etiquette he upheld when greeting the Queen of the Tree was impeccable.

It was a kind of pompous etiquette that Hermione didn't see in her everyday life, she thought, nor did the royals she saw on TV.

"Hey Hermione, what are you looking at?" Ron and Harry said a few words, to the effect that there was nothing interesting here and just went back, only to find that Hermione was distracted after speaking.

"Oh, it's nothing." Hermione came back to her senses, she also found it inconceivable that she could see Draco's god, and quickly replied, "You guys are going back, right? Let's go then." She turned around while pushing the man, But he still glanced back in a strange way.

This glance made her eyes widen.

The person behind the tree came out at some point, looking at her with a smile, and a hint of understanding in his gray-green eyes.

"Hermione?" Ron took a few steps and noticed that his companion hadn't followed.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, I have something to say to Miss Granger." Lynx walked towards the three of them slowly, with a natural expression, "Of course, I will be responsible for sending them back, please rest assured."

Ron wanted to say something, but was held back by Harry.

He just thought about what happened that night, and Linkos had always acted non-aggressively: "Hermione, what do you think?" He thought it would be more appropriate to ask Hermione what he meant.

"Oh, you guys go back first." Hermione replied almost without hesitation, and then realized that she seemed to answer too quickly, almost without thinking, and then added, "There is Ramirez Senior sister is here, don't worry."