"No one. In the garden of the villa, a loud answer came.

"Forehead ......"

Outside the door, a wizard looked at Harry sitting under a large tree with a puzzled expression, not knowing whether to go in or go out.

Eventually, he walked in cheekily as if he had heard an invitation.

"Mr. Potter, I am Ludo Bagman, Minister of Sports at the Ministry of Magic. He laughs.

The girls who were around immediately dispersed, partly because they didn't want to look like they were eavesdropping, and secondly, because the man who had arrived was too strange.

Ludo Bagman is very eye-catching, belonging to the kind of people who walk in the Muggle world and the wizarding world, and have a 100% return rate.

Wearing a long Quidditch robe, a huge wasp printed on his chest, a big belly, the robe was tightly clung to his stomach, his nose was collapsed, suspected to have been flattened by a Bludger, he had round blue eyes, and short yellow hair.

The large pockets on both sides of him were stuffed to the brim, and judging by the shape and the "whoosh" sound of collision as he walked, it should be gold coins.

He also held a notebook and pen with columns of names written on them.

"So what's the matter? Minister Bagman. Don't tell me you smell the smell of barbecue and want to eat it, no way. ”

Speaking of this, Ludo Bagman's nose twitched, and his throat moved as he looked at the roasted golden oily piece of meat.

"No, of course not. I'm here for something else. Ludo Bagman said with difficulty.

He looked left and right, creeping closer to Harry.

Harry was ready, and if he dared to come any closer, he would throw him out.

But Ludo Bagman sensed the crisis, he stopped, and whispered like a thief: "Do you want to make a bet on the game? There are many directions to bet, such as which team will score first, which batsman will score, how far apart will the score of the two teams be, which team will win in the end, how many times will the Golden Snitch be caught, etc. The more unlikely the bet, the higher the odds. ”

"Well, Mr. Potter, is there any interest. But a lot of wizards have bet with me, you look at the list. He showed Harry what he had done. （？？？）

There were many names and contracts of wizards who had made bets with Ludo Bagman.

The stakes range from tens to thousands of Galleons.

"Pontenay and I made a bet that the Bulgarian team would score the first goal, and Agatha bet on me a third of the contract on her eel farm, which she used to bet that the Golden Snitch would be caught three times, and I thought she was crazy, and the most in the semi-finals was that the Golden Snitch was caught twice, and she certainly didn't know how difficult it would be for the Golden Snitch to be caught now. ”

Ludo Bagman stared at Harry eagerly.

"I saw you coming in and out of a big tent nearby, and you were trying to persuade the rich wizard to make a bet with you?" said Harry.

Ludo Bagman laughed, "Such a great opportunity is not so easy to come across. ”

Harry was about to refuse, but after a moment's thought, he smiled, "Okay." I bet 1 million Galleons, can I take it?"

"Good duck, good duck......" Ludo Bagman nodded.

Suddenly, his eyes bulged: "Wait, how much did you say? a million? Or did I hear it wrong, a hundred Galleons?"

"One million, I'll bet with you on who the winning team is. Harry said.

Ludo Bagman was puzzled and hesitant.

He wanted to bet on Harry so much that if he won, he would wake up laughing in his dreams. But if you lose, hiss...... He's afraid he's going to have to sell his wand to pay off his debts.

In the end, a shred of sanity prevailed.

Ludo Bagman reluctantly said: "Forget it, such a large amount ......"

"Well, Bagman don't go, it's not enough for me to add more...... Harry beckoned.

"No, no, bye-bye, I still have something to do, let's go first. Ludo Bagman said without looking back.

Harry whispered regretfully, "It's a shame that I'd like to use the time turner to predict the outcome in advance." ”

......

The afternoon passed slowly.

As the afternoon passed, a sense of excitement spread over the camp like a palpable cloud.

At dusk, the silent summer air seems to tremble in anticipation.

As the night shrouded thousands of eagerly waiting wizards like a curtain, the last vestiges of camouflage in the camp vanished.

Signs of obvious use of magic popped up everywhere, and the Ministry of Magic stopped it.

Every few steps, apparitional vendors descend from the sky, carrying wooden frames and pushing carts, filled with strange gadgets.

There are glowing rose-shaped coats of arms, green for Ireland and red for Bulgaria. The names of the team members will also be called.

There is a green tall hat decorated with a clover dancing in the wind. There is a Bulgarian belt, and the lion on it will make the same roar as a real lion.

There are also a variety of small fireworks in the shape of fire ballistae that will fly into the sky and burst.

As Harry led them leisurely through the vendors, they caught the attention of Hermione and all the Muggle girls.

In a small cart, there were many things that looked like binoculars, but they were covered with all kinds of intricate knobs and turntables.

"This is a panoramic telescope. The wizard peddler enthusiastically pitched, "It can penetrate far, far away, as if it were happening right in front of your eyes, and it can also play the picture in slow motion..... If desired, it can also quickly flash an analysis of the game for as little as ten Galleon gold. ”

The girls were moved.

Seeing them looking at Harry pitifully, Harry said, "Well, it's a souvenir of your trip." ”

Then I bought a telescope for everyone.

"You know the rules, you can't let Muggles know about this. Harry said.

This thing, if it is lost to the Muggle world and obtained by MI6, is an artifact.

The girls nodded quickly, and happily fiddled with the magic binoculars in their hands.

The wizard peddler didn't expect to make such a big deal, and he couldn't close his mouth happily.

"Sir, ladies, there are other good things here, would you like to see ......"

"Profiteers. Hermione said.

......

It's dark.

The muffled sound of gongs and drums could be heard from the depths of the woods.

At the same time, tens of thousands of colorful lanterns bloomed brightly on the trees, illuminating the road to the stadium.

The tournament is about to start and you can enter.

And inside a large mansion near Harry's Silver Villa.

ushered in an uninvited guest shrouded in black robes.

Lucius Malfoy twitched as he looked at a dark magic emblem on the comer's outstretched wrist.

"Lucius, tonight, we will make a move, and this is a great opportunity to announce to the world that the Dark Lord's power is not dead. You want to join us too. The black-robed wizard said.

Lucius Malfoy said, "I refuse. ”

The black-robed wizard said, "You want to betray the Dark Lord?

Seeing that the black-robed wizard's eyes were becoming more and more dangerous, Lucius Malfoy said: "I will not participate in your operation, if I just want to cause a chaotic demonstration, once I am discovered, it will make my situation in the Ministry of Magic very dangerous, even the Dark Lord will not give up my identity." Of course, I'm not going to divulge anything to the Ministry of Magic, and you can do as much as you want. ”

The black-robed wizard looked at Lucius Malfoy fixedly and said, "You're doing it yourself. ”

After the black-robed wizard disappeared.

Draco Malfoy asked in fear, "Dad, who is he?"

"A group of haunted people. Lucius Malfoy said.

Narcissa Malfoy said, "You're not going to tell the Ministry of Magic?"

Lucius Malfoy said sinisterly, "You know, I've never been loyal to Dumbledore, and they're fighting to the death." ”

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