To be honest, the portkey travel experience is quite poor, and the so-called habit just says that you don't get on your knees and vomit.

Like a few little wizards now. But the uncomfortable feeling doesn't go away.

Zhang Xiao took a deep breath, but immediately regretted it, a damp air with the smell of decay rushed into his nose, and what the portkey didn't do almost made this deep breath do.

There was a thick fog all around, except that their footing was a hard hay field, and all around them were swampy mires sprinkled with dead branches and leaves.

The voice just heard came from two weary wizards with gloomy faces, one of whom held a large gold watch, the other a thick roll of parchment and a quill.

Both were dressed as Muggles, but there was something odd: the man with the gold watch wore a tweed suit on top and a pair of thigh-length rubber galoshes underneath;

His colleague wore the kind of pleated skirt and a South American cape that Scottish Highland men wear.

"Good morning Arthur—"

The wizard with the gold watch chatted with Mr. Arthur, but the young wizard was not interested in listening to the greetings of the adults, and they hurriedly cleaned up and looked around, ignoring the still uncomfortable body.

"Can't you see anything?"

Ron retracted his gaze in disappointment and sighed, he thought he could see a large number of wizards gathered together, singing and dancing.

Cedric was in good shape, he jumped off a large raised rock and shrugged:

"The fog here is a lot like the smoke spell we practiced in the club, and it was supposed to be used to hide the camp."

Harry nodded in agreement, he was the only one who had used this spell in real combat so far, and he was naturally deeply impressed.

"Kids, this way, now go to our camp—"

Arthur over there had already finished his greetings and was waving at them with a piece of parchment, and the little wizards immediately surrounded him, and the wizard with the gold watch just waved his wand.

The fog that enveloped the entire swamp obediently parted paths.

After walking through the deserted swamp for about twenty minutes, a door appeared in front of them, and then a small stone house.

There was a glazed-eyed Muggle standing there, apparently with a confusion spell cast, who was in charge of the charges.

Zhang Xiao couldn't understand why Muggles had to charge here?

It's better to negotiate directly with the management and charter the venue directly, even if the confusion spell and forgetting spell are good, there will still be hidden dangers after all.

Just as the Muggle Administrator handed the map to Arthur, he shook his head, his eyes suddenly cleared, and he asked curiously:

"What are Quidditch and Quaffle? Are you throwing a fancy dress show? I also saw a man in a suit and skirt walking around yesterday. ”0

"Huh?" Mr. Arthur was stunned, and just then, the door to the hut suddenly opened, and a wizard in bloomers burst out.

"Forget it!" He pointed his wand at him and snapped.

The Muggle's eyes drifted again, and with a smirk on his face, he stayed quietly.

The wizard in bloomers looked haggard, and he whispered to Arthur, "He's caused me a lot of trouble

Alas, Ludo Bagman would only do the opposite, walking around and talking loudly about Bludger and Quaffle.

Originally, there was Barty Crouch as a reliable helper, but he suddenly became the Minister of Magic, and oh my God, the only person with a clear mind is gone.

Shit, it's just that we're busy like this in the World Cup

I can't believe we'll hold a ———— in a while."

"Ahem, cough, cough, cough!" Arthur suddenly coughed violently, and his acting skills were so clumsy that even the little wizard could see it.

The bloomers wizard reacted immediately, ignoring the curious eyes of the young wizards, and let out a long sigh again: "Oh my God, I wish this was over sooner. See you later, Arthur. ”

As soon as the wizard's figure disappeared, the Weasley children rushed up, grabbing Arthur's arm and flailing it, begging and begging.

"Daddy! Father! What is that? "It's Ron's voice.

"Daddy, just tell us!" It was Ginny's shout.

"Since Percy knows, then it's not an important thing, and we also have the right to know!"

The twin brothers shook their fists and shouted loudly.

They had a vague feeling that something big must be announced soon, and that it was related to them, otherwise Percy wouldn't be mysteriously trying to show off.

But what the hell this is, they are too curious.

The rest of Harry, Hermione, and Malfoy were equally curious, but they couldn't rush forward, and could only clench their fists in the hope that Mr. Arthur would not be able to withstand the children's onslaught.

Aside from the fact that Mr. Weasley seemed a bit out of tune when it came to Muggle supplies, he was very reliable elsewhere.

"I'm sorry, boys, I can't say, trust me, this kind of thing must be kept secret, if I really tell you, you will blame me then.

There are no surprises. ”

Mr. Arthur waved his hand, and the little wizards sighed, but there was nothing they could do but follow Mr. Arthur in a huff.

A group of people bypassed the hut and entered the camp through a high wooden fence.

Immediately he was stunned to see a dense crowd of tents on the huge gentle slope of the field, which went up the gentle slope of the large field, which stretched all the way to a dark forest on the horizon.

There are so many tents, they are so colorful that from a distance, they look like they are overgrown with mushrooms.

“bloody hell！ How many wizards must come to watch the game! ”

Ron stared blankly and muttered unconsciously.

"Ron, don't swear!"

Mr. Weasley said with a frown, and then said with a sigh:

"According to the current ticket sales information, it has exceeded 100,000 people! If you add in the staff who don't use tickets, there are about 110,000 people. ”

110,000 wizards!

Even Zhang Xiao was amazed by this number.

According to his own understanding, there are about 20,000 or 30,000 monks in the Daomen, and there are less than 50,000 monks in the entire Huaxia, but Huaxia is relatively special, and the upper limit of the number of people is [Heavenly Court].

If you ignore it, open the limit, and instantly pull up a million people, it's a bit exaggerated, but it's not a problem to get five or six hundred thousand.

According to the number of wizards in Britain, the number of wizards (Taoists) in the entire world should not exceed one million.

And there are more than 110,000 wizards here, and all of them here have tickets, which means that more than one-tenth of the entire wizards came to watch this game.

Although this tent looks spectacular, the thought of the VIP box camp in the innermost part immediately makes everyone sad.

This meant that everyone had to walk through the entire camp, and after a while of lamentation, they finally made their way through the mist and into the camp under the guidance of Mr. Weasley.

It wasn't much when they looked at it from a distance, but when they actually got closer, the little wizards immediately laughed.

Most tents didn't look special, as the Ministry of Magic required everyone to conform to Muggle customs.

But others are just as funny as they get.

For example, the snake is added with chimneys, bell ropes or weather vanes, and it is not in a bad way, which is still good.

There are also tents with doors that are not curtains but heavy iron doors, and Zhang Xiao even saw a bouncy castle, yes, the kind that often appears in the park for children to entertain.

As they passed, everyone heard the argument between the owner of the bouncy castle and the officials of the Ministry of Magic:

"This is my Muggle tent, I'm sure!"

"No, no, no, Esby, this is a Muggle toy, not a living one."

The uniformed Ministry of Magic official looked haggard, but still shook his head and said helplessly:

"It's a toy, and Muggle kids don't live here."

"No way, I went to the park to see it myself! This is a Muggle tent! The wizard looked unconvinced.

Although they wanted to listen to it, they regrettably gave up the opportunity to watch the play in order to reach their destination as soon as possible, but it didn't take long for them to hear the sound of "puff puff" behind them.

The huge inflatable toy castle collapsed limply, and in front of it stood a witch who looked like a mournful man.

Occasionally, however, there are a few tents that can be seen to be magical, such as one tent in the middle of the camp.

It was so extravagant that it resembled a small palace, with a few live white peacocks tethered at the entrance.

Malfoy's face suddenly changed color, and he looked at it with a pale face for a while, and then whispered:

"Zhang, this is our tent at home - I'm sure, when we were kids, we went out to play, and my dad often took me to live here."

Zhang Xiao nodded, Lucius Manor has been destroyed by the angry Voldemort, and it is normal for the things inside to be left outside, but they can get this tent. Even if you are not a Death Eater, you should be quite close to a Death Eater.

Secretly wrote down this matter, which is also one of the clues, if you really need to use it, you only need to check the records of the Ministry of Magic to know who the owner of this tent is.

Bypassing the tent, a little further ahead, we saw a tent in the shape of a four-story building, and several corner towers next to it, which was the residence of a rich wizard in Germany.

On the other side, there is a garden in front of the door of a tent, with a bird's bath, sundials, fountains, and so on.

Again, this is the tent of a well-known wizarding family in France.

"It's always like this." Seeing that everyone's attention was drawn to the variety of tents, Mr. Weasley smiled and said, "When you get together, you can't help but want to show off." ”

Finally, they came to the edge of the woods at the end of the camp, where there was a clearing with a small sign on the ground that read: Weasley.

Mr. Weasley clapped his hands and said excitedly:

"Aha, this is a good place, I asked a good colleague, he is in charge of arranging the place, and sure enough, she left me a good place."

He pointed to the forest not far away:

"The field is on the other side of the forest, and it couldn't be closer."

Then, under the watchful eyes of many children, he took his backpack off his shoulder.

Rubbing his hands, he said in a tone of uncontrollable excitement, "Well, strictly speaking, no magic is allowed, since so many of us have come to Muggle territory.

So we're going to pitch our own tents, yes, build them ourselves! ”

"I knew, really, I knew it early on."

Ron tilted his head and made a natural expression, "Daddy has been looking forward to this day for a long time, and to be honest, Quidditch is definitely not as important in Daddy's eyes as setting up a tent in the Muggle way." ”

"By the way, in the last World Cup, my dad was the same, he insisted on building the tent by hand, and we stood in the cold wind for an hour, and finally my mother couldn't stand it anymore and used magic to set it up."

Fred and George stood beside Harry, one on the left and the other on the right, putting their hands on his shoulders and saying with a sigh of relief.

Although Harry, Hermione and Zhang Xiao themselves have lived in Muggle society, Zhang Xiao is the only one who really has experience in setting up tents.

Needless to say, Harry, the Dursleys' outings for the first ten years were almost insulated from him, and Hermione was a girl, and Mr. Granger did it himself every time.

Zhang Xiao's pitiful experience came from occasionally going camping in the forest park with her family in her previous life.

Fortunately, there are also instructions, and for Hermione, as long as there is a written guide, she will definitely be able to do every step in detail.

So under Hermione's guidance, Zhang Xiao took charge of the hands, stumbling to set up this rather complicated tent, and as for Mr. Weasley, he had been helping out, and he was very excited every time he needed to use a hammer.

After being almost hit by Mr. Weasley's hammer, Zhang Xiao silently slapped a vajra talisman on his body and carried a golden light charm.

At last they managed to set up two tents before breakfast, one for the girls.

By the time they entered the small-looking, three-room tent, Mr. Arthur's Muggle addiction had not subsided.

"Then the boys go fetch water, the girls go check the firewood, and we're going to make a fire outside 'Muggle way'!"

Mr. Weasley handed over the kettle and two saucepans they had brought, and a box of matches in his hand.

In the face of Ron's questioning, he made a rare statement that he must follow the "Muggle Safety Regulations." ”

Zhang Xiao has no opinion, everything that happens here is fresh, not to mention going to get some water, even if he is standing at the door and is responsible for registration, it is a job to crowd the heads of those HP fans in the previous life.

Sense of participation, what is a sense of participation, this is it!

They laughed and came outside the tent, the sun had just risen, the mist had gradually lifted, and they saw tents in all directions, and they could not see the end in sight, and slowly walked through the tents, looking around with great interest.

At that moment, uniformed beaters and Aurors poured out from all directions and stood in the middle of the clearing.

Zhang Xiao's eyes narrowed, as if he had never understood it.

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

(End of chapter)