From dress to appearance, Crouch is much better than the raunchy Ludo Bagman in every way.

A neatly trimmed beard, shiny leather shoes, and a spotlessly structured suit make him look like a real bank manager.

Not to mention Mr. Roberts, the administrator, Kyle felt that even the most discerning Aunt Vernon would have a hard time revealing his true identity.

But Bagman was unimpressed.

He finished a cup of tea with Mr. Weasley, and sat on the grass and drank it leisurely, without the slightest intention of going to the Bulgarians.

Crouch frowned, his expression a little impatient.

"Mr. Crouch." Percy hurriedly ran over, leaned over, and made a bow gesture that made him look like a hunchback, "Would you like a cup of tea?" ”

"Oh," Crouch said, looking at the leisurely Bagman and then at Percy, "all right...... Thank you, Weatherby. ”

Fred and George laughed so hard that they almost squirted tea into their cups.

"Crouch, who speaks 200 languages, misremembered Percy's last name." Fred lowered his voice to Kyle.

"Percy kept saying during the holidays that Crouch appreciated him......" George said.

"Now it seems that the truth is not ......"

"He probably doesn't even know who Percy is!"

Watching the two gloat, Percy's ears turned pink and he pretended to bow his head and fiddle with the teapot.

In addition to Bagman, Crouch also discussed with Mr. Weasley about embargoing the flying carpet.

There's not much to say, carpets have been defined as Muggle artifacts since the last century, appearing in the Register of Banned Magical Items.

In other words, it is forbidden to cast magic on the carpet, let alone fly with people. As soon as discovered, the Department of Prohibition on the Misuse of Muggle Objects should come to the door.

Kyle has reason to suspect that this rule has absolutely nothing to do with the Broomsticks, and is intended to keep the Flying Carpet from England.

After all, in terms of practicality, a flying carpet that can seat ten people is sometimes much more convenient than a broom...... For example, family travel.

Crouch still had a lot to do, so after a few words, he put down his undrunk teacup and left with Bagman.

Later, Kyle and the others also pushed the cart towards the other side of the field.

They need to sell everything they have in the period leading up to the game.

After leaving the tent far enough, Fred finally couldn't help but ask, "Kyle, why did you stop me just now, you also heard it just now, Bagman is giving high odds, and we can make a lot of money." ”

"I just don't think he's reliable." Kyle said, "If you don't want to put all your pocket money in, you'd better stay away from him." ”

"No, we think we can guess the outcome correctly this time." Fred said, "Trust our judgment...... Ireland would definitely win, but the Golden Snitch must have been caught by Krum. ”

"It's okay with this." Kyle shook his head, "Sometimes even if you guess correctly, you don't necessarily get the money. ”

"You mean to say...... He might be in debt? George frowned.

"But......" said Fred, after a moment's thought, "Bagman is a celebrity, and he probably can't do such a thing." ”

"But now it's been almost ten years since he was at his most glorious time." Kyle said, "And he's set such high odds, do you expect him to end up paying you Galleon, the director's salary?"

If it's just the two of you, that's enough, but don't forget, there are nearly 100,000 wizards here. ”

Fred and George stopped talking.

They found themselves feeling a little dazed.

If you think about it, before this World Cup, the name Ludo Bagman had not appeared for a long time.

"Whew...... You're right! Fred exhaled, "Well, let's focus on that rather than playing with Ludo Bagman." ”

He patted the box with the fireworks.

"At least they'll be able to get real gold."

"A wise choice." Cedric said with a smile.

He also felt that Ludo Bagman was a little unreliable, that he was too active, and that when he spoke, he always shook the pocket with the gold coins, as if he were deliberately reminding others that he had a lot of money.

And during the small talk the other day, his father also said that Bagman had been accused of passing information to the Death Eaters.

Although it was finally confirmed that this was not his intention, it happened after all, and he could only make some "contributions" to the Ministry of Magic to make up for his mistakes and get himself released as soon as possible.

So he definitely can't take too many Galleons right now.

After calming down briefly, Fred and George didn't think about it anymore and continued to push the cart towards the crowded place.

At this time, the audience with tickets has basically come, and the number of people in the venue is much higher than in the morning.

When there are more people, there will be more customers.

Listening to the sound of the gold coins clanging into the cash box, the little regret left in Fred and George's hearts quickly vanished.

They were also near the middle of the camp and met Professor McGonagall.

As a big Quidditch fan, she has been to almost every Quidditch match that takes place during the Hogwarts holidays.

Naturally, this World Cup is impossible to miss.

And Kyle had never seen Professor McGonagall like this.

Her round bun was finally lowered, her hair was tucked in a four-leaf clover hairpin, her unchanged robe had been replaced by an Irish uniform, and her face was heavily painted with oil......

Although she wiped the contents off her face almost instantly, Kyle saw the ...... That's the flag of the Irish team.

"You're dressed up really cool today...... Professor McGonagall! Kyle gave a thumbs up.

"I'll take your review, Kyle." Professor McGonagall smiled and said, "What are you guys doing?" ”

"I made some gadgets to add a bit of atmosphere to the game." Kyle said, pushing the cart over, offering Professor McGonagall to pick and choose, and they were treated.

"Oh, that's a good job." Professor McGonagall picked up a hairpin, a four-leaf clover made in the shape of a broomstick.

The more Professor McGonagall looked at it, the more she liked it, and she swapped it for her own.

"Minerva, you're here...... Oh, Kyle, Autumn ...... You're there too. ”

Two more professors came from not far away, Professor Flitwick, and Professor Aurora Sinista, who taught astronomy.

"Come and see, Filius." Professor McGonagall said happily, "Didn't you just say you wanted to buy a hat?" I helped you find it. ”

"Really?" Professor Flitwick quickened his pace, picking out his favorite items by the side of the cart.

(End of chapter)