Bill: They were so lucky, they had something to eat as soon as they arrived.

"Oh, you eat first, we're not hungry yet." When Charlie took a sausage of his own and asked Fred to call George Harry and them over for dinner, Fred said.

Since it was only the Bill and Mr. Weasley, their bellies were quickly filled with eggs and sausages, but Fred only tended to the fire, adding some firewood to it from time to time. And then, Fred and George finally came out smiling. They came carrying a square iron frame, and the three of Bill didn't know what was going on.

But those who have been to the flower growers will be very familiar with this thing, and it is often seen in the lively night markets in the summer, and it is a barbecue grill.

The reason why Fred kept adding some coarser wood to the campfire was to use it as charcoal for barbecue.

Now Bill and they're almost full, and their firewood is ready. Maple and Harry were not idle just now, but put on wooden skewers the various ingredients prepared by Maple in their cloaks.

Didn't prepare the wooden skewers in advance, is this a problem? You know, their first transfiguration class was to learn how to turn matches into needles!

Maple brought a lot of ingredients, including potatoes, corn, all kinds of mushrooms, leeks and cabbage, fruits, apples, bananas, meat, cod, oysters, salmon, chicken, beef, lamb, and an unknown kind of meat.

Except for the last type of meat, which Maple had prepared a long time ago, the rest was not prepared by Maple in advance. Instead, Harry and Hermione had just helped Mr. Weasley take care of the campfire, while Maple returned to the tent and apparition to the Muggle Market supermarket, where he bought the food and then apparitioned directly into the tent.

Because Britain can't buy barbecue materials directly, Maple has long prepared his own cooking oil, chili powder, pepper, cumin powder, and various styles of seasonings, garlic, Orleans, cheese, and honey, which are configured by Maple according to the various tastes he has tasted in his previous life, and asked the elves at Hogwarts.

Each one was a thumb-sized vial, but the bottle with the Traceless Stretching Charm actually contained several pounds.

After the food was brought back, it was naturally processed quickly with magic and the meat was cut into pieces.

While the three of Bill were stunned, Harry, Hermione, and Ron Ginny each came out of the tent with dozens of skewers of various skewers of food conjured by magic, and asked Maple to grill on the barbecue.

Maple brought dozens of skewers of food, sandwiched them with a folding grill, and grilled them on the iron frame of the barbecue grill.

Spreading the sauce, oiling, flipping the folded grill from time to time, and finally sprinkling cumin paprika, after Maple's demonstration, Fred and George took his place, and had a great time.

Watching Maple and Harry eat Meimei's various grilled foods, Bill and the three of them instantly felt that the omelette and boiled sausage in their hands were no longer fragrant.

Percy sat still with a calm face and continued to deal with his omelettes and sausages, and both Bill and Charlie went over to taste the skewers, which were so delicious. It's just that their stomachs are already filled with too many eggs and sausages, and they can't eat much after eating them.

Maple took out another bottle of butterbeer, but unfortunately their stomachs couldn't hold up.

Watching Maple and them enjoy a beautiful meal and drink butterbeer, Bill finally understood the malicious intent of the Weasley twins, no wonder he just said that he was not hungry, he was waiting here, this was deliberately making the three of them look uncomfortable, isn't it!

"Can you bring me a few strings?" Then a voice suddenly leaned over to their barbecue and said.

Mr. Weasley jumped to his feet, smiled and waved to the man who had just come over, and introduced them to Maple, "The most important person at the moment - Ludo! ”

Ludo Bagman was clearly the most striking man present, and even old Archie in his printed pajamas couldn't compare to him. Ludo wore a long Quidditch robe with the same wide bars of yellow and black, and a giant wasp splashed with ink on his chest. It seems that he used to be physically strong, but now he is starting to decline. The robe was tightly taut on his big belly, and he must have not had a fat belly when he played Quidditch for England. His nose was flat (presumably broken by a Bludger), but his round blue eyes, short blonde hair, and flushed face made him look like an oversized boy.

Hearing his father's grand introduction, Fred handed Ludo Bagman a few freshly baked skewers, and Ludo happily took them, tasted everything, and said excitedly, "It's delicious, it's amazing, boys!" After eating your food, I feel like I can't eat anything else. ”

"Arthur, old fellow!" Ludo Bagman greeted Mr. Weasley as he ate his food, "Your kids are awesome!" The weather was also good today, there were certainly no clouds at night, the whole preparation was well organized, and I didn't have much to do! ”

Then, behind him, a group of haggard-looking Ministry of Magic officials hurried by, and in the distance there were signs that someone was playing with magic fire, purple sparks leaping up more than twenty feet high.

In stark contrast to Ludo Bagman's words, Maple and the others immediately knew what kind of person Ludo Bagman was.

Percy hurriedly stepped forward and held out his hand. Obviously, although he was unimpressed by the way Ludo Bagman ran his department, that didn't stop him from wanting to make a good impression

"Ah, yes," said Mr. Weasley with a smile, "this is my son, Percy, who has just arrived at the Ministry of Magic. This is Fred - no, it's George, I'm sorry - that's Fred. Bill, Charlie, Ron, my daughter Ginny. This is Ron's friends, Maple Aribas, Hermione Granger, and Harry Potter. ”

Bagman looked slightly surprised at Harry's name, and his eyes immediately swept to the scar on Harry's forehead, which Harry had become accustomed to.

"Let me introduce you," Mr. Weasley continued, "this is Ludo?" Bagman, you know who he is, and we owe it to him that we got such a good ticket—"

Bagman smiled and waved his hand, as if to say it was nothing.

"Want to make a bet on the game, Arthur?" He asked eagerly, clanging the pockets of his yellow and black robes, which seemed to contain a lot of gold coins, "I have convinced Rody Pontenay to bet me that he said Bulgaria would score the first goal and I set him very high odds because I consider Ireland's number three striker is the best I've seen in years." Agatha Tims Jr. stabbed half of her eel farm stock on it, betting that the game would last a week. ”

From Ludo Bagman's words, it turns out that even in the magical world, gamblers are not immune, and gambling is really a disaster!

"Oh, well," said Mr. Weasley, "let me think, I'll make a Galleon bet on Ireland to win, okay?" ”

"A Galleon?" Ludo Bagman looked a little disappointed, but quickly regained his interest, "Good, good, is there anyone else who wants to bet?" ”

"They're too young to gamble." Mr. Weasley said, "Molly wouldn't be willing—"

"We'll hold down fifty Galleons," said Fred, as he and George quickly pulled out a handful of gold coins, Percy's eyes widened, where did they get so much money, "Bet on Ireland to win, but Victor Krum will catch the Golden Snitch." ”

"Child," Mr. Weasley said in a low voice, "I don't want you to gamble, your mother—"

"Don't be disappointed, Arthur!" Ludo Bagman said in a rough voice, "They're already old and know what they want!" Do you think Ireland will win, but Krum will be able to catch the Golden Snitch? No way, kids, no way, I'm giving you high odds ... ”

Ludo Bagman quickly pulled out his notebook and quill and scribbled the names of his twin brothers, as Mr. Weasley watched helplessly.

"It's finished." George took a small piece of parchment handed to him by Bagman and slipped it into the front of his robe. Bagman's eyebrows fluttered and he turned to Mr. Weasley.

"Can you do me a favor? I've been looking for Barty Crouch. The Bulgarian official, who was my equal, was making things difficult for us, but I couldn't understand a word of what he said. Barty will solve this problem, he will speak about a hundred and fifty languages. ”

"Mr. Crouch?" Percy said that he had just froze there like a telephone pole because of Bagman's displeasure, and was suddenly agitated with excitement, "He can speak 200 languages!" Mermaids, turkeys, and trolls... ”

"Anyone can speak the language of a troll," said Fred disapprehantly, "and you just have to point at it and purr." ”

Percy gave Fred a vicious look and stirred the fire so hard that the water in the pot boiled again.

"Haven't heard from Pertha Joakins yet, Ludo?" Mr. Weasley asked as Bagman sat down on the grass beside them.

"Not even a shadow," Bagman said with a grin, "but don't worry, she'll show up." Poor old Bertha, her memory is like a leaky crucible, and her sense of direction is extremely poor. Definitely lost, believe it or not. One day in October, she would wander back to the office, thinking it was July. ”

"Don't you want to send someone to find her?" Mr. Weasley tentatively suggested a cup of tea when Percy handed Bagman a cup of tea.

"Barty Crouch has always said that," said Bagman, his round eyes wide open and innocent, "but at the moment there is really no manpower." Oh, just as he was talking about him, he came! Buddy! ”

A wizard suddenly appeared around their campfire, a stark contrast to Ludo Bagman, who was sitting lazily on the grass in his old Wasp robes. Barty Crouch is a man in his fifties with a straight waist and stiff movements, wearing a spotlessly structured suit and tie. A short mustache, as if trimmed with a slide ruler. His shoes were also polished.

No wonder he became the idol of Percy, who had always advocated strict discipline, and Mr. Crouch scrupulously adhered to the Muggle dress code, which he did so authentically that he could impersonate a bank manager without leaking a flaw.

Sit down and take a break, Barty. Ludo said happily, patting the grass beside him.

"No, thank you, Ludo," Crouch said, a hint of impatience in his voice, "I've been looking for you everywhere. The Bulgarians insisted that we add twelve more seats to the top box. ”

"Oh, so they want this!" "I thought the guy was going to borrow me a pair of tweezers." The accent is too strong. ”

"Mr. Crouch!" Percy was so excited that she couldn't breathe. He leaned over and made a bowing gesture, which made him look like a hunchback, "Would you like a cup of tea?" ”

"Oh," said Mr. Crouch, looking at Percy with a slight startling, "well—thank you, Weatherby. ”

Fred and George laughed so hard that they almost squirted tea into their cups. Percy's ears turned pink and he pretended to be buried in the teapot.

"By the way, there's something I've always wanted to tell you, Arthur," said Mr. Crouch, his sharp gaze falling on Mr. Weasley again, "Alibashir has provoked, and he wants to talk to you about your embargo on flying carpets. ”

Mr. Weasley sighed heavily.

"I sent him a letter last week with an owl to talk about it. I'd told him a hundred times that the carpet was defined as a Muggle artifact on the Register of Banned Magical Items, but would he listen? ”

Monopoly, obviously flying, flying carpets are much more convenient than flying broomsticks, and even Dursley's first impression of wizards is that of monsters flying everywhere on flying carpets, "It's ridiculous to take the train to the magic school, have their flying carpets been sold out?" ”

However, the Ministry of Magic defines the flying carpet as an illegal item that is forbidden to be used, and the typical collusion between officials and businessmen will greatly affect the sales of flying broomsticks if the ban on the flying carpet is lifted.

The bad habits of the Muggle world not only exist in the wizarding world, but also become worse.

Mr. Weasley and Ludobarty chatted for a while on the flying carpet before moving on to the Quidditch World Cup.

"How's it going, you're busy enough, Barty?" Bagman asked lightheartedly.

"It's busy," said Mr. Crouch dryly, "it's not an easy task to organize and arrange the portkeys on the five continents, Ludo. ”

"I'm guessing you're all hoping this is over, right?" Mr. Weasley asked.

Barty seems to agree with Mr. Weasley, but Ludo Bagman thinks that Mr. Weasley is joking.

"Oh no! I've never been so happy! But it's not like there's no hope ahead, is it, Barty? Well, there's a lot of events to organize, isn't it? ”

Mr. Crouch raised an eyebrow at Bagman.

"We promise not to announce it until all the details—"

"Oh, the details!" Bagman said, waving his hand disapprovingly, like a swarm of floaters, "They signed, didn't they?" They agreed, didn't they? I'm willing to bet you, these kids will find out soon. I mean, it happened at Hogwarts—"

"Ludo, you should know that we need to meet the Bulgarians." Mr. Crouch interrupted Bagman by saying sternly, "Thank you for the tea, Weatherby. ”

He shoved the undrunk teacup back into Percy's hand and waited for Ludo to get up. Ludo struggled to his feet, gulping down his cup of tea, the galleons tinkling happily in his pocket.

"See you later!" He said, "You're on the top of the box with me, I'm the commentator for the game!" He waved goodbye, Barty Crouch nodded faintly, and both vanished.

"What's going on at Hogwarts now, Dad?" Fred immediately asked, "What did they just say?" ”

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

"It's a secret, and we won't know until the ministry decides to make it public." Percy said solemnly, "Mr. Crouch is right not to divulge secrets easily. ”

"Oh, shut up, Weatherby." Fred said.

As the afternoon passed, a sense of excitement spread over the camp like a palpable cloud. At dusk, even the silent summer air seems to tremble in anticipation. As the night shrouded hundreds of eagerly waiting wizards like a curtain, the last vestiges of camouflage vanished: the Ministry seemed to succumb to the inevitable tendency to stop working against the people, allowing the obvious signs of magic to pop up everywhere.

Every few steps, a phantom hawker descends from the sky, holding a sign and pushing a cart, filled with strange gadgets. There are glowing rose-shaped badges, green for Ireland and red for Bulgaria, and they can also scream the names of the players.

There are green tall hats decorated with clovers dancing in the wind; There is a Bulgarian belt, and the lion on which the mackerel is on it will really roar; There are the national flags of the two countries, and when they are waved, their national anthems are played; There is also a small model of a fire crossbow arrow that can really fly; There are statues of famous team members for collection, and those small statues can walk around in the palm of your hand with a triumphant look.

"I've saved up my pocket money for the summer, and that's what I wanted." As the four of them leisurely walked through the vendors, Ron said to Harry as he bought souvenirs. Ron buys a dancing shamrock hat and a large green rose-shaped badge, but he also buys a small statue of the Bulgarian Seeker Victor Krum. The small Krum walked back and forth on Ron's hand, frowning at the green badge above him.

"Wow, look at these!" Harry said, rushing to a small cart that was piled high with what looked like binoculars, but it was covered with all sorts of weird knobs and turntables.

"Panoramic telescopes," the wizard vendor enthusiastically pitched, "you can replay the footage, in slow motion." It also quickly flashes an analysis of the situation if desired. Deal, ten Galleons each. ”

"Buy two." Without hesitation, Harry told the wizard that Maple had paid for him and Hermione to buy two.

"Don't-don't bother." Ron said, his face flushed. He knew that Harry had inherited a small inheritance from his parents and was much richer than he was, and he was always sensitive to this fact.

"You don't want to get a gift for Christmas," Harry said to him, shoving the panorama binoculars into his and Hermione's hands, "Remember, I won't give you a gift for ten years!" ”

"Reasonable enough." Ron grinned and said.

Now that the purse was empty, they went back to their tents. Bill, Charlie and Ginny also bought green sports badges, and Mr. Weasley carried an Irish flag.

Fred and George gambled fifty Galleons and were a little distressed, so they bought only a panoramic telescope.

Percy's suspicion was even heavier, they spent fifty Galleons, how could they still have the money to buy a panoramic telescope?

Percy's mentality is somewhat like the Hokage's second pillar, he is a eugenic, prefect, student council president, and the pride of his parents, and Fred George is a younger brother who is not seeking to improve. Just like the second pillar's mentality exploded after seeing Naruto overtake him at the end of the crane, if Percy knew that the twin brother had saved a few hundred gold gallons in his hands, he would probably have a hard time accepting it!

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