Wait for Harry and them to get back to the Great Hall.

Filch stood in the doorway, carrying a cloth in one hand, and looked inside through gritted teeth.

The little wizards were in a mess.

Krum and Fleur reluctantly sat in the corner of the Gryffindor and Slytherin tables, and they were the only ones from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons.

As warriors, as contestants, they can't escape.

They sat awkwardly.

But no one paid attention to them.

The little wizards sprinkled fireworks, threw cakes, and sprayed champagne.

There was only one lady in the teacher's seat, Maxim, who was drinking alone and didn't care what the little wizards were doing.

Without the Professor, the Gryffindors, especially George and Fred, would have been lawless.

Filch's "jealous" gaze was not fixed on the group of young wizards.

He was looking at a lady at the Gryffindor table, Penny Dursley, a Muggle who, like himself, had no magical abilities!

Lady Loris, his dearest Lady Loris.

Lady Loris, who fought side by side with him, was stern and mighty to anyone except "Harry Potter", at this moment, like an ordinary clingy kitten, rubbing the surface of Penny's feet, making a "purring" sound from her throat, and a few delicate meows from time to time.

Petunia looked at the animals in front of her with some panic.

Hedwig stood on her lap and shouted in a high-pitched voice, "Coo-goo, goo-goo!" ”

Crookshank, Bowes, Lady Loris, some other cats, owls, and even Fawkes, who was hunched in Penny's lap, were very affectionate, and the other critters were standing or sitting in line, listening to Hedwig's lecture quietly.

Hedwig's voice was nice.

But Penny didn't understand until Hedwig finished calling, she froze and looked at Ron, "What was Hedwig talking about?" ”

She had a bad premonition.

Originally, Hedwig would have to cook her a large pot of owl food every week, and sometimes the portions were so large that she couldn't carry an owl and had to call her friends to come and help.

That's a lot of work.

If it weren't for Hedwig, she would sometimes bring back some gifts - not "gifts" such as mice and snakes that normal family pets would catch.

Sometimes it's some gold jewelry, sometimes it's gemstones, and even a stack of pounds.

Penny wrote to Harry to ask.

Don't let Hedwig do something bad out there.

Harry wrote back to her, telling her to take it in peace.

The gold and gems were all Hedwig and his friends, who dismantled the sniffing nests, took out the contents of their pockets, and asked Filch, the owner of Lady Loris, to post "lost and found" notices at Hogwarts and Hogsmeade.

What had not been retrieved for more than three months, Hedwig took it with peace of mind and gave it to Penny in exchange for owl rations.

As for the pound

It was an unexpected surprise that Hedwig discovered on the way to deliver the letter.

If the quantity is too large, she will throw it at Scotland Yard, and if the quantity is small, she will take it, and when she has saved up enough waves, she will give it to Penny.

Penny earns more than £3,000 a month, almost a third of her husband's.

As a housewife, she can still have a salary equivalent to that of a woman who works outside the home every month, and she is very satisfied, at least she can add a few more cosmetics for herself and buy some small gifts for Duli.

But the work is too tiring.

Hedwig's have enough, don't come again!

Ron hesitated, "Hedwig should be introducing you." ”

Penny was more hesitant than he was: "But she just said so much. ”

Ron blinked innocently, "I don't understand owl language, maybe Harry."

"Ron is right." Neville leaned his head over and said timidly, "In the previous part, Hedwig was indeed introducing you. ”

"The next is to let them remember what you and your family look like, and if you encounter any trouble in the future, you must help you."

"You can also make a note of what these owls look like, and if you want to use them to send a letter, you can look for them."

Bose cooed and nodded.

"Neville, you can speak owls!" Ron stared at him incredulously.

Neville scratched his head: "Professor Sprout said I was very talented in this area, and she taught me to understand a little bit." ”

"You're amazing!" Ron lifted Crook Hill alof, "And do you know cat language?" Can you help me see what Crookhill will say? ”

Crookshank Mountain whined.

Neville looked embarrassed.

"Ah, haven't you learned yet?" Ron put Crookshank down and took back some of his excitement, "It's okay, it's okay. ”

Neville shook his head, "No, Professor Sprout taught me." ”

"It's just. It's just"

Ron's face was full of confusion: "Huh? ”

"It's scolding you." Neville lowered his voice, speaking cautiously.

Ron was stunned and looked at Crook Hill incredulously.

The ginger kitten meowed miserably again.

Neville added: "It's scolding you again. ”

Ron reached out and pinched its face: "I serve you every day, and you treat me like this!" ”

Crookshank pulled his hand away with one paw and sneered twice.

"It's still scolding you." Neville was calm and translated again.

One person and one cat play together, and Neville is in charge of the commentary.

Dudley tried to get involved, but after seeing him Crookshan's tail smash the cup on the table, he immediately dispelled the idea, the wizard's pet is also so dangerous?

Which normal cat can break a cup with its tail?

School of magic is too dangerous!

Harry led Hermione back to the table and sat down.

Penny immediately leaned over, "Harry, are you alright?" ”

Fei Nong also turned his head to look over, but his face turned into disgust uncontrollably, and only a trace of care appeared in his eyebrows.

"It's fine." Harry shook his head.

"What's the key?" Petunia continued, "What's going on?" ”

Ron and Crookshank stopped fighting and poked their heads out.

The little wizards around also pricked up their ears.

Harry shook his head, "A little thing, it's been settled. ”

Penny looked at the others and nodded, intending to ask again in the evening.

George and Fred hurried over with the box in their hands: "Harry, do you see Mr. Bagman?" ”

"He? I didn't. Harry shook his head.

"He's not with you?" George accentuated his voice.

Harry shook his head again, "What, you're looking for him?" ”

"It's over, that thing should be gone!" Fred took the box off and placed it on the table next to him, "If only I knew I would have been blocking him." ”

"Didn't he give you back the money for the Quidditch World Cup?" Harry had fetched himself a glass of pumpkin juice.

George shook his head: "The money was returned to us, but the money for the fireworks hasn't been paid to us yet." ”

Fred sighed and explained, "Haven't we been selling our fireworks? Before the third round, Bagman approached us and said that the Ministry of Magic wanted to order a batch of fireworks from us. ”

"This is a good thing, great news." George gestured with his hand.

Fred continued: "He ordered a full three hundred Galleons from us, but he didn't pay for it, saying that he was waiting for the Ministry of Magic to settle the bill, but the third round was imminent, and he needed it urgently. ”

Fenon scoffed.

He has seen too many of this kind of methods, and he is not a trick to the stream.

George sighed: "We gave him the fireworks, until just now, we couldn't find Mr. Bagman, thinking he was with you, and happened to bump into the official of the Department of Physical Education and Sports, and asked casually." ”

"Do you know what he said?"

Fred raised his hand and rubbed his face: "It's terrible, he said that the Ministry of Magic didn't even order fireworks from us. ”

"And they're looking for Bagman, too."

"They found out that the bill sent to Romania was wrong, and that there was an unknown amount of more than 200 Galleons over."

Harry looked at them in amazement.

Ludo was bold enough.

Rolled up the money of the three parties.

"Harry, try that." George raised his hand and gave him a gentle nudge.

Harry nodded, sat down at the table, pulled out the map from his sorting hat and placed it on his lap, hidden by the long table, and couldn't see anything but the nearest few people.

A little wand and the map appears.

With a glance, Harry's wand pointed to one place: "Ludo hasn't left Hogwarts yet, and is on his way to Hogsmeade." ”

"Haven't been out of Hogwarts yet?" George raised his voice, a little surprised.

"Well, the road to Hogsmeade." Harry nodded, retracting his wand.

George and Fred immediately took the map and began to call for friends.

The Ravenclaws, the Gryffindors, and a few badgers, all of them were asking for money from Ludon.

Until the end of the dinner.

George and Fred were a group of people who came back from the defeat.

"Did you find Ludo?" Ron asked with concern that this was related to his pocket money for some time to come.

George was frustrated: "Found it. ”

It's not a good thing to find it, why is it still like this

Ron was puzzled.

Fred sighed: "It can also be said that I didn't find it." ”

Not only was Ron confused, but even Hermione was a little confused.

"We saw him on three broomsticks." George sighed and explained, "But Bagman reacted violently, and the moment he saw us, he apparitioned and left. ”

"We're not old enough to learn apparition."

"Even if he learns, I don't know where he will go."

"Three hundred Galleons."

Feinon's tone was serious, and he suddenly interjected: "I don't really understand what your Galleon is, but it sounds like that Bagman made a deal with you in the name of your wizarding government?" ”

George and Fred nodded.

"Is there any evidence?" "I mean recordings, or contracts, or whatever. ”

George and Fred grimaced.

Harry answered for them, "Yes." ”

The brothers were stunned.

Got proof?

I didn't even know I had evidence

"Memory." Harry pressed his wand to George's temple, "I can extract your memories whenever I need to. ”

Fenon shuddered, how did this method sound so evil.

There's a big chapter in the evening!