Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Aaron and the others returned to their tents after wandering around the venue.

Adrian spent hundreds of Galleons buying a lot of souvenirs for his two younger brothers. Although Aaron and Leon agreed that it was unnecessary, it was hard to refuse the eldest sister's kindness.

Jins prepared a sumptuous lunch, and patiently explained the rules of the Quidditch World Cup and the game instructions to the three while eating.

The two teams playing tonight are Bulgaria and Ireland. Bulgaria is slightly inferior to Ireland, but they have one of the best Seekers, Viktor Krum.

"Which team do you two like?" Adrian asked.

"I don't know, I don't care much about these things." Aaron said casually.

"I support the Irish team." Lyon said thoughtfully, "Although Krum is excellent and even has the ability to turn the tide, but this kind of big game depends on the overall strength."

"I think so too." Adrian nodded in agreement.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from outside the tent. Turning around, the leader was Arthur Weasley, followed by Harry, Hermione and several of her own children.

There were supposed to be three more Weasleys, Bill, Charlie and Percy, but they had just Apparated, hungry chest to back, busy filling their stomachs.

"Excuse me, Aaron, we should be able to come in?"

"Of course." Aaron walked over and lifted the curtain, "Mr. Weasley, please come in and sit down wherever you want."

However, as soon as they entered, their eyes widened unconsciously.

Others’ tents have huge space, complete water and electricity, and independent rooms, even the ceiling can connect to the outside sky, but their tents are old-fashioned three-bedroom houses, and there are some peculiar smells that are hard to ignore.

In contrast, the sense of gap comes up gradually.

"This...is exactly the same as the residence of Muggles." Arthur was full of interest, his eyes kept looking at everything in the tent. For a wizard who likes Muggles, everything in front of him is very attractive .

"Ordinary Muggles can't afford such a house." Hermione said with emotion, this tent is much better than her home.

"It's amazing, wizards have to keep up with the times."

"Gaius, this...is your sister?" Fred and George looked at Adrian, and at this moment they understood why Ron and Harry were so absent-minded.

The two of them had met quite a few people, but this was the first time they had seen such an outstanding girl, and they were simply astonished.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Adrian's mouth, and he nodded slightly, "Hello, Adrian."

"Fred Weasley, this is George, we are twin brothers, we are currently going to school at Hogwarts, we are batsmen for the Gryffindor team..."

"Oh!" Hermione sighed speechlessly, "It's really a brother, just like Ron."

"Understood." Ginny teased, "or this reaction is normal."

Hearing this, the voices of the two brothers stopped abruptly.

They looked at each other, and they could see a little embarrassment in each other's eyes.

The two of them have thicker skins than Harry and Ron, and they can't tell what they just admire.

"Who is this?" Arthur looked at Leon curiously and asked.

"Aaron's second brother, just call me Leon." Leon explained casually, then lowered his head and read a book silently.

After a brief acquaintance, the Weasley family talked about their understanding of the Quidditch World Cup very familiarly.

After all, Arthur is a member of the Ministry of Magic and has a wide network of contacts. He knows more about the Ministry of Magic's arrangements for this world-class event than ordinary wizards.

Aaron and Leon didn't care about this, but Adrian seemed to take it seriously. She would invite Arthur to a seat by the window for a detailed discussion, and took a notebook to start recording.

"Since when did my sister become interested in this kind of thing?" Leon asked puzzled.

"You ask me, who should I ask?" Aaron rolled his eyes, "But the eldest sister never does meaningless things, she must have her own considerations."

"Is that what you need to say?"

"Aaron." George and Fred asked carefully in a low voice, "May I ask, how old is your sister?"

"15 years old, she was born on Christmas." Aaron said, and then looked at the two meaningfully, "Why are you asking this? Isn't it interesting to my sister?"

"No."

"how come?"

The two brothers waved their hands immediately, but looking at each other's playful eyes, they felt guilty for no reason.

"Okay! We'll play fair," Fred assured.

"Yes."

"Pfft! Hahaha!" Leon couldn't help laughing while covering his stomach, "There are countless people who like Adrian, but 90.00% of them only dare to think about it, and then give up on themselves.

The remaining one percent only dare to have a secret love, which is the so-called unrequited love.

The two of you are fresh and refined among these people. "

"Then do we have a chance?" Fred asked nervously.

"For the sake of your courage to ask, I will not hide it from you, tell the truth." Leon said solemnly, "No, you have no chance at all.

One of the basic conditions for my sister to choose a mate, pay attention, I am talking about one of the basic conditions.

Defeat her when the age difference is less than three years old, so...you better give up early! "

"We have reached the standard in terms of age." George said thoughtfully, "As for strength...we may not be able to beat her."

"Do you believe it?" Leon asked Aaron.

"I don't believe it." Aaron said very bluntly, "I'm not hitting you, you are already considered excellent among your peers, but you are completely incomparable with her."

"It's too hurtful!" Fred said a little unconvinced.

"You may not even be able to beat me together." Leon added another knife, "And me and Aaron, to be precise, our brothers combined can't beat her. The eldest sister crushed us to death since she was a child. dead."

"It's not that exaggerated, is it?"

Hermione chimed in, and Ron and Harry were also skeptical of Leon's words.

They also have a certain understanding of Aaron's strength. If Adrian is stronger than him, then ordinary people are not even qualified to pursue her.

"It's just that exaggerated." Leon said more and more vigorously, "Even if it is your headmaster, Dumbledore, the strongest white mage of this century, it is only a matter of time before Adrian surpasses him.

It's just that she's so outstanding, we brothers and sisters will probably have to worry about it in the future, if she doesn't get married in the future, she will end up alone..."

boom!

A purple beam of light suddenly hit Leon's back.

Adrian snapped his fingers unhurriedly, and a tornado swept Leon into the air, spinning wildly.

"Sister, I was wrong...I don't dare anymore, let me down..."

Adrian turned a deaf ear to the begging for mercy, and nonchalantly consulted Arthur about the history of the Quidditch World Cup.

"I see." Aaron spread his hands, "I dare say that the professors at Hogwarts are not necessarily her opponents."

Gollum!

Several people swallowed in unison. If the strength is not up to the standard, they really can't catch up with such a girl.

"That..." Harry laughed, looking at Leon who was almost rolling his eyes in mid-air, "Is this really appropriate?"

"Don't worry, it doesn't matter." Aaron is used to this, "This is not the first time, my sister's personality is actually quite good, but some people are more mean-spirited.

If he could learn from me, he wouldn't have been cut so many times. "

Harry opened his mouth, but the thought of putting Aunt Marge in the sky like a balloon last year kept him from saying anything.

"Excuse me, is Weasley here?"

A middle-aged man's voice sounded particularly excited outside the tent.

"It seems to be Ludo Bagman." Arthur smiled embarrassedly, "He is the director of the Department of Magical Sports and Sports, and he should have come to see me."

Adrian thought for a moment, snapped his fingers and put Leon on the sofa.

"Uncle Jins, please come in!"

"Yes."

call!

Leon took a few gulps of breath before he managed to recover.

He gave Aaron a resentful look, and agreed to advance and retreat together?

Aaron shrugged, who is to blame, who made you unable to control that mouth!

Chapter 341 Whether you can win is not important, but whether you place a bet is very important

Ludo Bagman looked quite big, wearing a yellow and black robe, and his fat figure made him look like a wasp.

After walking into the tent, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and the excited expression on his face also subsided a little.

There are tens of thousands of tents in the venue, with all kinds of strange things, but there are really not many with such complete functions.

However, he didn't care too much. After all, he is now the director of the Department of Sports and Sports of the Ministry of Magic. He is not very powerful, but his position is unshakable during the Quidditch World Cup.

"Arthur, old man." Bagman was all smiles. "Your son Percy said you were here."

"He's currently working in the Ministry of Magic." Arthur said with some pride, and then introduced Harry, Hermione, and his children to him. After all, Ludo helped get their tickets.

As for Aaron and the others, he also introduced them one by one, and mentioned in the introduction that this tent belonged to them, implying that it was not suitable for Bagman to talk about business here.

"Guys, do you want to bet on the game?"

Aaron shook his head, he didn't know much about the Quidditch World Cup, betting... on luck?

"I stand by my original opinion, but I'm not interested in gambling," Lyons said.

Adrian ignored it even more, and silently sorted out the information he got about the Quidditch World Cup.

"Uncle Jins, please prepare an owl for me, I need to deliver a letter home."

"Okay, I'll go get ready."

"It seems that there is no support!" Bagman was a little disappointed.

Arthur hesitated for a moment, "I'll buy Ireland for a Galleon to win."

"One... will do."

The corner of Bagman's mouth twitched. When others bet on him, at least they were double-digit Galleons, and most of them bet half of their own net worth.

In comparison, Arthur was just making up the numbers, but considering Weasley's family situation, he couldn't say anything, he was really poor!

"We bet thirty-seven Galleons, fifteen Sickles, and three Knuts," Fred said suddenly, and George hastily pulled out their money.

"We're betting on Ireland but Krum will catch the Snitch."

"Huh?" Leon looked at the Weasley brothers in surprise, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, "I have vision, I think so too."

"Are you sure?" Arthur lowered his voice and persuaded, "I don't want you to gamble, and this is all your savings, your mother..."

"Don't spoil the fun, Arthur," Bagman interjected hastily. "They're old enough to know what they want, and I'll give them good odds."

As he spoke, Bagman took out a pen and paper, quickly wrote down the names of the twin brothers and their bets, and then he handed them the small piece of parchment as a written statement.

"Almost forgot the business." Bagman patted his head, "Arthur, can you help me find Barty Crouch?

Embarrassed to say so, but he speaks more than 150 languages ​​and I need a translator now. "

"Barty Crouch?" Arthur froze for a moment, "Okay, I'll pay attention.

But I suggest you go to Percy, who's working in Barty Crouch's department right now. "

Bagman nodded in satisfaction, and walked out of the tent with the twin brothers' gambling money.

"It can be seen." Leon looked at Fred and George meaningfully, "You two seem to be short of money!"

"It's not just him, we are all short of money." Ron said embarrassedly.

"No, you may have misunderstood me.

I mean they need a sum of money, and this money is very important to them. "

"How do you know?" George and Fred asked in unison.

"You don't seem so unreliable, but you can use all the money you have saved to gamble, which is a bit abnormal."

"Have you committed a crime?" Arthur looked at his two sons worriedly, for fear that they would nod.

"No, Dad, where are you thinking?" Fred said speechlessly.