"Ha, thank you, you've been so helpful, Martin, Allen!"

Lizel was still wearing his tweed coat, and was weighing the small brown cloth pocket in his palm, and with each stroke, the bag made a clattering sound of coins colliding, and he could hear him smile, it was a whole bag of Galleons.

"Frye probably won't bet with me anymore, do you see the look in his eyes? I bet he'd secretly go tell Mr. Crouch you're here. ”

Pani smiled bitterly and continued his words: "Mr. Crouch will know sooner or later, let's watch the World Cup first, there is wine today and drunk tomorrow, whatever." ”

"Well said! If it weren't for the afternoon shift, I'd have a drink with the two of you. ”

Liz lifted his coat and shook the gold watch hanging from his waist, he was responsible for recording the arrival and time of the wizards who teleported to the camp through the portkey, and he was also received by him after they teleported to Ning'an yesterday, and even rented the camp originally prepared for his aunt to Ning'an and Pani.

"Alright, then let's say goodbye here, I don't want to meet Mr. Barty."

On the edge of the swampy forest, Ning An waved goodbye to him, but Liz was quite reluctant, and he said regretfully:

"Okay...... But when we get back to the department, we'll have a drink. ”

"No problem...... "Pani readily agreed, anyway, it's a blank check that doesn't need to be cashed, after all, he's not Allen? Kruger.

"Wait a minute...... Lizel"

When the wizard wrapped himself in his coat and turned to leave, he was suddenly stopped by Pani, who turned around and blinked, and asked strangely:

"What's wrong Alan? Anything else? ”

"Ah, that's right, one more question, did you see Mr. Lantz? I'm curious if the family came to see the World Cup? ”

"Of course they came, Mr. Lanz and his daughter had arrived, they were in the middle of the camp, with the minister, you know......"

Halfway through speaking, he suddenly realized, the corners of his mouth rose, and he looked directly at Pani with a "really yours" gaze, and sighed meaningfully:

"I don't think Mr. Crouch is going to fire you for that, Alan, but a stinking call should be inevitable."

He looked at the two of them with pity, as colleagues, plus he had just won money for himself, Liz still liked these two people, although everyone else called them drunks and fools.

"And the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters?" The wizard frowned, a deep disgust welling up on his face

"You don't want to go to the Muggle Mediation Committee, do you? I've been there for a while, and I'm sure you'll be annoyed by the annoying questions, and you'll have to deal with Muggles. ”

"Okay...... We'll think about it carefully...... Thank you, Lizel......"

Parney had to quickly interrupt him, and after another pleasantries, the two finally got rid of the nagging colleague.

The morning wind was a little cool, the rising sun had not yet penetrated the forest, and the edge of the camp was still a little foggy, and the dew that had accumulated all night hung on the veins and stems of the grass, and from time to time a small beetle flew over to drink bitterly.

The two returned to their tents along the edge of the camp, and Pani made a gesture to ask Ning Andao:

"So ...... When......? ”

"There's no hurry."

Ning An shook his head, he couldn't just get Laurel out and torture it now, he wasn't a fool, he stayed here for a day, there were members of the Ministry of Magic everywhere in the camp, there were 100,000 people to watch the World Cup, you can imagine how many people the Ministry of Magic sent to maintain order and security.

It would be unwise to do it right under the noses of so many people, and Ning An knew that there would be riots after the World Cup, and those stupid Death Eaters who only dared to bully Muggles would keep the Ministry of Magic scrambling, and then it would be his chance.

"So we can watch the World Cup?" Pani lowered his head and looked directly at Ning An with expectant eyes.

"If you like it, go see it, but I don't like it." When Ning An was at Hogwarts, there were few subjects he wasn't good at, from potions to shapeshifting, and his level was much better than that of a seventh-year student.

Except for three courses - History of Magic, Divination, and Flying Lessons, and the least good at them all, the Flying Lessons, somehow, he just couldn't get along with the Broomstick, which directly led to his lack of interest in the most popular sport in the wizarding world.

"Oh, well-then"

Pani was a little disappointed, but he also understood that Ning An didn't like broomsticks

"But wouldn't it be suspicious if I went alone?"

"You can tell them that Martin has very bad luck."

The two talked as they walked, and after a while they returned to the edge of their camp, but next to their tent, in the open space where there was no one there, there were two more crooked double tents at some point.

In front of the tent was a small pile of rocks with messy hay and firewood, and a tall, thin man with sparse red hair was crouching on the ground and striking matches, and there were broken and unlit sticks scattered at his feet, but the man still looked happy.

Behind him, on the edge of the tent, two red-haired, freckled boys were giggling from behind, as if watching something very interesting.

Ning An glanced at them and almost immediately guessed who they were, not to mention that the red-haired twins were very similar to the pair in his impression, just the red-haired wizard family was already an obvious clue.

He squinted at a small wooden sign in front of the camp that read: Wedley

"Oh my God......"

Ning An sighed lightly, he thought that no one would come to this was a vacant lot, but he missed a wooden sign, and ended up being neighbors with the Weasleys, knowing this, he would rather not use the tent arranged by Lizel, even if he was bumped into by the Director Crouch and scolded him.

Because he was sure that if the Weasleys were to come to the World Cup, Harry and Hermione would be here, and if he could, he wouldn't want to meet them so soon.

"Fred, George, you have time to laugh there haha, why don't you come and think about what to do with this thing with me?"

Mr. Weasley crouched on the ground and struck another match, but his face was full of excitement

"Oh, this little thing, it's amazing, can Muggles really light a flame with this?" He muttered to himself.

"No, Dad, we're sure you can light it." One of the twins shouted, and both of them were in high spirits, as if it was a very funny thing to watch their father fumbling over Muggle gadgets.

Ning An looked around, but he didn't see Harry and them, obviously they were not here now, but a little red-haired girl came out of the tent, and she seemed to be startled when she saw Ning An and Pani standing there, and then looked at them curiously.

"Ahh

"Hey, Martin! Allan! Long time no see - I heard you guys went to France? My son Percy says you're in big trouble? What do you think? Is everything okay? ”

Mr. Weasley's son Percy? Weasley had just graduated from Hogwarts last year and joined the Ministry of Magic, which happened to be in the same department as Martin and Allen in the Department of International Magical Cooperation.

"Long time no see, Arthur."

Parney was the first to speak, apparently guessing who the family was, after all, the Weasleys were extremely distinct.

"Oh, let me introduce you—" Arthur? Weasley said and waved to his children

"This is my son, he's Fred - he's George - ah no, this is Fred......"

Mr. Arthur was probably at the same level of distinguishing his own twin sons as he was at the same level as he was at the same level as he was at using matches.

The two tall and skinny boys sighed and simply introduced themselves

"I'm George, and it's a pleasure to meet you, gentlemen."

"I'm Fred—"

"I'm sorry, Fred and George, you look too alike." Arthur Weasley breathed a sigh of relief, and it was not an honorable thing to not recognize his own child, and he pulled the little girl over and said:

"This is Ginny, my little daughter, and they both go to Hogwarts."

Ning An looked at Ginny, and had the impression that she had seen her when she was tied up in a secret room by Tom Riddle in the second grade, but she was in a coma at that time.

"Hello, sir—" The girl generously stretched out her hand and shook it with Ning An and Pani respectively.

"Very good, Arthur, I know you've always been proud of your children." Parney smiled and complimented, and could see Mr. Arthur's chest naturally straighten up, as if he were very appreciative of the appreciation.

"Where, where—"

While they were greeting, Fred suddenly pointed into the distance and said, "Look, Dad, Harry, they're finally back." ”

After saying that, he shouted loudly: "Hey—why did you come back!" ”

And Jinni, who was still standing in front of Ning An a second ago, had turned around and ran back into the tent in the blink of an eye, and she didn't seem to have combed her hair just now.

Ning An turned his head to look, and the three figures slowly walked to the front of the camp, which were already some unfamiliar faces to him.

Ron placed the bucket he was carrying on the ground, he was a lot taller than he was a bamboo a year ago, not like a little boy in second grade, but more like an adult.

With a thick tuft of red hair on his head and freckles on his face much less, he put down the bucket and said, "Don't complain Fred, we've met some acquaintances, and there are quite a few Hogwarts students here." ”

And next to Ron, Harry has also changed, he has grown a lot taller, almost catching up with Mr. Weasley, his face has become more angular, his green eyes look bright behind his round-rimmed glasses, he does not look like an ignorant teenager, he always makes people feel that he is slightly more mature than his peers.

He was a few seconds late to notice Ning An, who was talking to Mr. Weasley, and Hermione, who was next to him, had seen her early in the morning, and she was standing there, her eyes flashing with a hint of confusion relative to Ning An.

I haven't seen her for a year, and Hermione is no longer what she was in the second grade, she has also grown a lot taller, her curly and fluffy brown hair is draped behind her head, and she seems to be a lot smoother after using a special fabric softener, and her brown eyes have a sharpness and agility that ordinary people don't have.

She felt Ning An's fleeting gaze, and immediately showed a puzzled look, which made Ning An break out in a cold sweat, this girl was too perceptive, he wanted to go back to the tent now than continue to chat with Arthur Weasley here.

"Hey, you're back, Harry, I'll introduce you - these two are colleagues from the Ministry of Magic, Mr. Martin and Mr. Allen."

The three of them walked over and greeted Ning An and Pani in turn, and Weasley proudly introduced, "This is my son, Ron, and this is Hermione?" Miss Granger - is this Harry? Porter. ”

"Oh my God, Harry Potter!" Parney pretended to be shocked and made a performance that best matched his behavior: "You are the famous Harry Potter?" - Incredible boy - "

Ning An could make out a tired look on Harry's face, everyone who met for the first time seemed to have seen some precious magical creature, which must have made people feel uncomfortable.

Ning An wondered in his heart if Pani did this on purpose, but he had to pretend to be surprised and speechless on his face, but in any case, he hoped that his performance was not too pompous, because through the corner of his eye, Hermione seemed to be looking at him suspiciously.

The exchange ended with Pani refusing Mr. Arthur's invitation to lunch, and the two returned to their tents, preparing to buy something from the vendors later.

He only hoped that he hadn't aroused Hermione's suspicion just now, so that none of this would affect his plans, and in case, Ning An didn't really want to hurt the people who had been friends with him.

On the other hand, at the Weasleys' camp, with the help of Hermione and Harry, Mr. Weasley finally lit a fire pit and they began to bake sausages and fried eggs.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron were sitting on the edge of the fire pit roasting red sausages, and Hermione frowned until Harry noticed him, so he asked:

"What's wrong with you, Hermione?"

Hermione hadn't contacted anyone for a summer since the incident in the Second Year Back Room, and when Harry and Ron met Hermione at Hogwarts again, she seemed to be back to her old self, as if nothing had affected her.

But as her closest friends, Harry and Ron could feel a grief buried in Hermione's hearts, and since then they have become more caring for Hermione, and Harry doesn't want his closest friends to be hurt in any way.

"It's kind of weird, the way that chubby Mr. Martin looked at me just now—" Hermione muttered.

"What did you say?!"

"Isn't it!"

Harry and Ron's eyes widened with angry expressions, Mr. Martin was in his thirties, right-

Hermione turned her head to glance at the two of them, and immediately understood that they had misunderstood

"What are you thinking? I mean, Mr. Martin looked at me as if he knew me, but I thought about it, I had never seen this man before. ”

"Cut—" the two boys let out a sigh

"What, you're wrong, Hermione."