A day at Hogwarts

The once lively stadium suddenly became quiet, and many people were bragging and chatting around.

In the woods, Jack and Mag slowly walked towards the camp. Mag explained to Jack the various actions performed by the players in the game.

During the game just now, such beautiful actions followed one after another. Before he could finish talking about this one, the next one appeared.

Like many people, Mag began to slowly recall everything that happened on the field after the game was over.

Jack listened very seriously. Like Charles, he was not very interested in Quidditch, so he had to learn from scratch.

After Mag finished talking for a while, Jack took out his pocket watch to check the time and asked nervously: "Would you like to come to my house for a drink?"

It was the first time in so long that he took the initiative to invite Mag home.

Although the two of them could not do much because of their age, as long as they went, the meaning would be different.

Mag hesitated.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Jack got a little nervous and blurted out, "My grandson can do somersaults, and he does it beautifully."

At this time, a burst of laughter came from not far away. The two turned their heads and saw that several veelas were laughing and punching Charles with their fists, and then pulled him into the shadow of the woods.

Jack was shocked. Could it be that those veelas couldn't wait and beat Charles to his knees, forcing Charles to go back with them and become a woman?

McGreg was used to Charles' wide circle of friends, and said to Jack, "It seems that Charles has no time to do somersaults."

Jack said seriously, "It's okay, Harry can do somersaults too."

...

"A-choo!"

Harry sneezed suddenly.

Arthur immediately asked him, "Did you catch a cold?"

Harry shook his head and said, "No, it's just an itchy nose."

Arthur said, "Oh, maybe I'm allergic to the smell of fireworks."

The celebration outside the tent was still lively, and more and more fireworks and firecrackers were exploding, and the air was a bit choking.

Arthur put away the empty cups on the table and said to everyone, "It's late, everyone should rest."

Harry felt tired after playing all day today, so he went to his bedroom with everyone, changed into pajamas and lay on the bed, and soon dreamed of lifting the Quidditch World Cup.

He didn't know that he had escaped and didn't have to do somersaults. McGonagall promised Jack to have a drink in the tent of the Dancing Grass Restaurant.

It was even more lively outside the Dancing Grass Restaurant.

The big tent was moved from the side of the stadium to the side of the camp. The Irish team booked a celebration banquet early, and the players randomly selected ten lucky fans to have dinner together.

After the celebration banquet, the Irish team members signed autographs for the fans outside the tent again, and left soon after.

Their departure did not reduce the enthusiasm of the fans, and the celebration continued.

Jack and McGonagall were drinking in a private room in the tent.

McGonagall saw that the wine was about to finish and it was time to say goodbye, and suddenly found that the sound outside seemed a little different.

The singing and cheering disappeared, replaced by screams of terror and the sound of countless feet running in panic, as if people had encountered something terrible.

Jack also heard the sound, frowned, and said, "Are the Germans bombing again?"

McGonagall realized that something was wrong, grabbed Jack's arm, and tried to Apparate away, but found that he couldn't start.

Jack patted her hand calmly and said, "Don't worry, it's okay."

The camp was in chaos.

A large group of wizards wearing black cloaks and masks gathered together, raised their wands high, shouted loudly, and kept moving forward.

The family of four of Roberts, the camp manager, was cast into the air by these wizards, playing like puppets, spinning like a gyroscope, or turning upside down to expose their underwear, and doing all kinds of strange movements.

The wizards who played with these four Muggles laughed cruelly and cheered.

There were many wizards dressed in the same way around, and the team became larger and larger. Some people began to set fire to nearby tents, and the situation gradually got out of control.

The camp was getting more and more chaotic, with adults shouting and children making noises.

More and more people were running towards the woods.

Arthur called all the children out of the tent, and said to Bill, Charlie and Percy as the fire grew bigger and bigger: "We have to help the Ministry maintain order!"

Then he said to the other children: "Go into the woods quickly, walk together, don't disperse!"

Before he finished speaking, a wizard came over and said to them: "Arthur, it's great that you didn't continue to sleep!"

Arthur raised his wand, and was relieved when he saw that it was Neville's father Frank Longbottom. He looked around and asked again: "Frank, why are you alone?"

In his opinion, since Frank was here, other Aurors should also come, but now there was only one person.

Frank whispered: "You come with me, the Ministry needs to gather manpower and let the children go to the stadium."

Arthur nodded, took the eldest, second and third children to follow Frank, and pulled other Ministry of Magic staff along the way.

At this time, the fire in the camp suddenly became bigger, and not far away, a huge tent turned into a bonfire that soared into the sky.

Arthur immediately asked, "Whose is that?"

Frank said, "That should be the Malfoy family's tent. Poor kid, they bought it last week."

Harry, Ron and Hermione were a little happy to hear that Malfoy's tent was burned.

Then they ran towards the woods like many others.

But there were too many people on the road, so they got separated from the fourth, fifth and seventh kids.

The three of them did not follow the main group, and planned to take the small path to the stadium to wait for them.

The woods were dark, with only a faint light coming from the distance.

"Ouch!"

Ron screamed, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, followed by a groan.

"Ah!"

Harry's scream followed.

"What's wrong?!" Hermione shouted anxiously, and immediately pulled out her wand and cast a spell to illuminate the surroundings.

Ron fell to the ground, holding his knees, grimacing in pain.

Harry was tripped by Ron and also fell to the ground.

Ron said: "I was tripped by a tree root."

At this time, a voice floated from not far away: "With that head and those legs, it's hard not to trip."

The three of them turned around immediately. Under the light of Hermione's wand, Draco Malfoy leaned against a big tree with his hands folded. He didn't look at them and continued to look at the camp with interest through the woods.

Ron was about to scold him when he suddenly remembered something, so he smiled and said, "Malfoy, your new tent was burned."

Malfoy turned around and asked in surprise, "You didn't know about that?"

Ron asked puzzledly, "What is it?"

Malfoy smiled contemptuously and said, "I can find out about it myself, but your father and brother work in the Ministry and don't know about it. Are they floor cleaners?"

Ron was so angry that his face and hair turned red, and he was about to draw out his wand to cast a spell on him.

"No!" Hermione stretched out her hand to stop Ron, "There are Aurors nearby."

Harry said coldly, "There are so many people now, and it's hard to deal with the body."

He wanted to scare Malfoy, and it obviously worked.

Malfoy turned around nervously and looked around, and was relieved when he saw many figures in the woods.

"If you have the guts, you really kill me." He said bravely, "I think you'd better hurry up and run away!"

"Harry, you don't want her to be discovered, right?"

Harry frowned, here "she" is only Hermione.

"What do you mean?" Hermione suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Granger, they are looking for Muggles." Malfoy sneered, "Do you want to show your panties in mid-air? If you do, stay here..."

"No!" Harry suddenly shouted, scaring Ron, Hermione, Malfoy, and the people who were running away nearby.

"Mr. Smith!" Harry said anxiously, "Those people are targeting Mr. Smith. He should be in the tent of the Dancing Grass Restaurant now!"

Hermione's face turned pale instantly. If those people found Mr. Smith, what would happen next was unimaginable.

Harry immediately said: "Ron, Hermione, you go find Charles immediately. He should not know about the camp."

"I'll go to the tent of the Dancing Grass Restaurant to pick up Mr. Smith."

"Charles must have brought a flying broom. He can send Mr. Smith away first."

Ron said to Harry: "I'll go with you."

The camp is in chaos now, and he is worried that Harry is in danger.

Harry shook his head and said, "I can ask the Aurors for help."

"The woods are huge, and we don't know where Charles is. It will be faster if you two work together."

Ron thought so too, and said to Harry, "Be careful. We'll ask Fred to help us when we meet him later."

The three of them separated and ran in two different directions.

Malfoy just watched coldly from the side without saying a word.