Bagmun happily handed over the parchment of the list, and Van Lin smiled, and then took it with both hands.

Van Lin's bet is bigger than he has put together in the past few days, strictly speaking, his capital is not enough to take over Van Lin's bet, and ......

"Wait a minute......" said Bagmun suddenly, "what about your choice?

"Of course," Van Lin nodded, "but I chose to be like Fred and George, and the Bulgarian team's Krum caught the Golden Snitch. ”

"Let me ......see," said Bagmun, "Ireland wins...... The odds are 1:2 and Krum catches the Golden Snitch and Ireland wins...... I'll do the math, it's probably ...... 1:5...... If you're right, that's a lot of money. Bagmun smiled, and in his eyes, the two hundred gold gallons had honestly fallen into his pocket.

Fan Lin didn't care about the odds or not, in his eyes, these gold gallons were just money to buy some materials, and they could be consumed in an alchemy experiment.

However, Van Lin still felt very unhappy about being deceived by Bagmon for so many gold gallons, but for Bagmon's definition, Vanlin was still not very good at making such a conclusion.

Just think of it as helping Fred and George, and if Bagmund doesn't follow the deal, then he will definitely regret it.

Fan Lin smiled, a pale golden rune was forced out of his palm, and he gave Bagmeng so many gold coins for nothing, even if Fan Lin was a loser, he couldn't do it, but Fan Lin dared to do this, naturally he had his means of insurance.

This golden contract rune is like this, Athena sealed the god pattern on the back of his hand, and in the analysis, naturally found a lot of new things.

The powerful ancient contract runes can even be used to use the contract with the gods, which is too overkill to use here, but Fan Lin is not perfect in his mastery, and he can only use part of the power now.

However, this is enough, as long as the other party signs his name and violates the contract, Bagmon...... Hey.

"Mr. Bagmun, I'm going to put my name on it?" asked Van Lin tentatively.

"Of course, if you're willing to do it for you. Bagmun said that he did not notice Van Lin's movements, in fact, with the help of his body's cover, Van Lin's movements were very hidden and disappeared in a flash.

Van Lin quickly signed his name on it, and then the golden rune mark was hidden on the parchment, which was very good.

"Is this a magical contract, Mr. Bagmun?" asked Van Lin, "and if so, do you want to sign it after each name or ......?"

"Oh, don't bother. Bagmun took the parchment roll that Van Lin had handed him.

"Just sign at the bottom, right here. Bagmun said, signing his name at the bottom of the parchment.

Van Lin nodded, he had tested it with his magic power, it was nothing more than a magic contract full of loopholes, and Bagmun had also signed it, he had just perfected the contract.

"Of course, I'm relieved, Mr. Bagmun. Looks like you're pretty knowledgeable about magical contracts. ”

"It's just some interest, a simple dabbling. Bagmun took the parchment roll into his bosom, he was satisfied with the day's trip, a full two hundred gold galleons, which was a large sum of gold coins.

"Take this, it's yours. Bagmun said that he had given back his share of Van Lin.

Bagmund turned to Mr. Weasley with great excitement, and the income of two hundred gold gallons brightened his mood.

"I don't think the plot will work out, I can't pay attention to Barty Crouch, our Bulgarian opponent is already making trouble, I can't understand a word he says. Barty can figure it out, he can speak a hundred and fifty languages. ”

"Mr. Crouch?" Percy asked, and suddenly, he gave up his objection, very distressed by his excitement.

"He can speak more than two hundred!"

"Can anyone speak the Cave?" said Fred dismissively.

Percy gave Fred a look of disgust, and added wood to the fire, making it burn even harder, and the water in the kettle boiled again.

As Bagmun sat down on the grass next to them, "There's something about Perthie. News from Joggins, Luth?" asked Mr. Weasley.

"Not at all," said Bagmun comfortably, "but she will appear." Poor Bagmun ...... Forgetting is like a big steam pot with holes, and there is no sense of direction at all. She'd be wandering back to the office sometime in October, thinking it would still be July. ”

"Don't you think it's time to send someone to find her?" Mr. Weasley suggested tentatively. Percy handed the tea to Bagmon.

"Barty Crouch always says," said Bagmun, his innocent round eyes, "but at this time we don't have anyone to do it. Oh, don't want that nasty fellow!

A wizard had just apparitioned to their campfire, a stark contrast to Mr. Bagmun's old robes emblazoned with wasps. Barty Crouch was a stern, upright, old man who wore an unblemished coat and tie. His short hair was very unnaturally straight, and his long, narrow, toothbrush-shaped beard looked as if he had trimmed it with a ruler. His shoes were polished.

Almost immediately, everyone understood why Percy adored him. Percy was a man of strict discipline, and Mr. Crouch acted entirely according to the rules of discipline codified by Muggles. He was so conscientious and comprehensive that he could almost be a bank manager.

Van Lin wondered if even a random Muggle could tell who he really was after hearing enough of their conversation.

"Sit down, Barty. Rude said happily, patting the ground next to him.

"No, thank you, Luth. Crouch said, and his tone was impatient. "I looked for you everywhere, and the Bulgarians insisted that we give them twelve more seats. ”

"Oh, is that what they're after?" said Bagmun, "I think the guy wants to borrow a pair of pliers." ”

"Mr. Klaus!" Percy cried out breathlessly, and he half-bowed, which made him look disgusting, "Would you like a cup of tea?"

"Oh, okay, thank you. Mr. Klaus said, looking at Percy in amazement.

Fred and George were so angry that they just buried their heads in their tea. Percy was busy figuring the kettle.

"I, I've always wanted to talk to you, Arthur!" said Mr. Crouch, staring sharply at Mr. Weasley, "Ali Beshire is on his way, and he wants to talk to you about your forbidden flying carpets. ”

Mr. Weasley sighed deeply, "I just gave him three owls last week. I've told him hundreds of times that the flying carpet is considered a Muggle artifact, and that's up to the magically forbidden items registry, but will he listen?"

"I doubt it," said Mr. Crouch, taking the tea that Percy had handed him. "He really wants to steal it out of here. ”

"Well, they will never replace brooms in England, can they?" asked Bagmun.

"Ali thinks there is a kind of fireplace in the market that is used for family transport at the extraordinary games," Mr. Crouch said, "I remember my grandmother had a blanket that could seat twelve people – but that was before the flying carpet was banned, of course. ”

He spoke, as if he wanted everyone to know beyond a shadow of a doubt that his ancestors were law-abiding.

"So, Barty, you've been busy?" Bagmun said with a smile.

"Fine," replied Mr. Krauss coldly, "it's not a big deal to organize the passage of the Portkeys through the five continents, Ruth. ”

Ruth Bagmun looked stunned, "All right! I couldn't find anything more interesting." Also, it looks like we can find anything to do.

Uh, Barty, there's a lot to organize, right?"

Mr. Crouch raised an eyebrow at Bagmun, "We promised not to announce it until the details were finalized......"

"Oh, the details!" cried Mr. Bagmun, "they have already signed, right? I think the children will soon find out." I mean, these happen at Hogwarts. ”

"Lude, we need to meet the Paulians, you know. Crouch said sharply. Interrupted Bagmun by saying, "Thank you for your tea, kid." “

He handed Percy his undrunk tea back and waited for Lude to stand up. Bagmun struggled to his feet again, and poured out his last tea, the gold in his pocket clanging again.

"I'll see you later!" he said, "you'll see me in first class! I'll comment!" he waved his hand, and Barty Crouch nodded politely, and they both disappeared.

"What's going on at Hogwarts, Dad?" Fred asked immediately, "what are they talking about?"

"You'll soon find out. Mr. Weasley said with a smile.

"This is confidential information, and the Cabinet has not decided to make it public until the right time," Percy said solemnly, "and Mr. Crouch did not say it, and did it right." ”

"Oh, shut up!" shouted Fred.

Fan Lin looked at the place where the two disappeared in a daze, what is this, revealing the decision of the Ministry of Magic everywhere?

What about the Goblet of Fire, the Three Witches Fighting Tournament?

When I think of Fleur Van Lin, I feel that I have enough headaches, Fleur's sharp words and the damn attitude of teasing him like a little ghost, it makes people feel a headache when they think about it.

Van Lin would have liked to announce it, but ......

It's no secret, though, that at Beauxbatons and Durmstrang it's only Hogwarts that seems to be kept in the dark.

However, it is not a good thing to tell the students of Hogwarts in advance, Hogwarts is their home stadium, which means that telling the people of Hogwarts in advance will inevitably cause the students of Hogwarts to have some extra thoughts.

If they can break through the professors' defenses, this is simply impossible, and just one Dumbledore is enough to stump many people.

"What's wrong, Van Lin?" asked Hermione.

"Nothing," Van Lin shook his head, but this semester was going to be very interesting.

"Can you promise me one thing?" asked Van Lin suddenly.

Hermione was stunned, then blushed.

"What are you talking about, why should I promise you?" Hermione whispered.

"That's big news. Fred screamed, and George followed suit.

Van Lin gave up and glared at Fred fiercely, and Hermione fled.

In the afternoon, there was a sense of excitement in the camp. At dusk, the still summer air seems to tremble with anticipation. When the night descended like a curtain on thousands of expectant wizards, the last traces of disguise disappeared, and the slogans prohibiting partisan struggles to show off their magic were broken one after another.

Every few steps, the salesman apparilates, holding a plate and pushing a cart full of special goods. There is a shiny rosette...... Green for Ireland and red for Bulgaria...... It also has the names of the team members on it.

The green hat (forgiveness series) is decorated with a clover, the Bulgarian scarf is decorated with a roaring lion, and the flags of the two countries are waved to the sound of different national anthems. There are also small models of flaming arrows that can really fly, and models of famous team members for collecting, who can walk around in the palm of your hand and dress yourself.

"I've saved all summer for this. Ron told Harry that they stopped to buy souvenirs as they passed by the salesman with Hermione and Van Lin.

Ron buys a dancing clover hat and a large green rosette, and Hermione wants to buy a small model of Krum, but this is stopped by Van Lin, who weaves a rosette into a wreath and puts it on Hermione's head.

It looks like the girl is in a good mood.

Ron did buy it. The miniature Krum walked forward and backward in Ron's hand, frowning at the green rosette above him.

"Wow, look at this!" Harry cried excitedly, sprinting toward a cart full of what looked like copper binoculars, covered with all sorts of bizarre drawers and dials.

"Telescopes," said the sales wizard eagerly, you can set the focal length, and you can slow down the lens a bit, which is very cheap if you need it, at ten gold gallons each. ”

"I wish I hadn't bought this now. Ron pointed to his dancing clover hat and looked longingly at the telescope.

"Four. Harry said to the wizard with certainty.

"No, don't bother. Ron said with a red face. He was always nervous about Harry's money more than he did, and inherited a small fortune from his parents for Harry.

"You won't be able to get anything at Christmas," Harry told him, shoving the binoculars into his hands and that of Van Lin and Hermione.

"Remember, about ten years. ”

"Fair enough. Ron laughed.

Their purses were noticeably lighter, and they returned to their tents. Bill, Charlie, and Ginny all bought green rosettes, while Mr. Weasley was holding an Irish flag. Fred and George didn't buy souvenirs because all their gold was given to Bagmun.

Then, a loud bang rang out over somewhere in the forest, and green and red lanterns burned in the bushes, illuminating a path to the tent area.

"It's time," shouted Mr. Weasley, looking as excited as the others.

"Come on, let's go!"