The weather was getting hotter and hotter, just like the upcoming World Cup in Quidditch. All the wizards were talking about this grand event enthusiastically.
"No one would have thought that the England team would make it to the finals!" Albert laughed heartily.
"This season, Allen is like a dark horse that appeared out of nowhere. Even the Ireland team, which had the highest chance of winning the championship, was overturned by Allen and the rest." Mr Harris was full of pride.
"This is indeed rare. The seven players in the Ireland team are all good players. On the other hand, the Bulgaria team was able to defeat Peru and make it to the finals all because of Wickidor. Krum alone. "Albert stuffed a large piece of Mrs Harris' homemade cake into his mouth and muttered disdainfully.
"You should go." Mr Harris looked at the clock and urged.
Albert glanced at the dark outside. "Okay, dear father, future minister, wait for our good news."
With that, he picked up the bird's beak mask and walked out.
Mr Harris shook his head with a smile and drank the coffee in front of him in one gulp.
Mrs Harris sat at the table and checked a large ticket made of parchment paper.
"Mother, where are Allen, Hermione and Luna?" Daisy said and could not help but yawn again.
"Didn't they learn the Phantom Transfiguration a few days ago?" Mrs Harris said as she stuffed the ticket into her satchel. "So they can sleep in for a while."
Lunn at the side stuffed her shirt into her jeans and carefully looked at herself in the mirror. "Father is getting more and more powerful. He made a call in advance and let Hermione and Luna who did not meet the age requirement to take the Phantom Transfiguration test in advance like Allen. But they did not disappoint and all of them passed. "
Footsteps were heard in the corridor. Hermione and Luna walked into the dining room. Both of them looked very pale, as if they were still not awake.
"Now, only Allen is left." Mrs. Harris lovingly directed two bowls of porridge to fly in front of them.
"Good morning!" Allen appeared at the dining table, dressed neatly, and greeted everyone with a smile.
"Why don't you sleep longer? We just have to get there before noon, "Mrs. Harris said.
"I also need to meet up with the team a little earlier," Allen said as he nodded to Hermione and Luna.
After the meal, everyone carried their bulging backpacks and gathered in the living room.
Mr. Harris distributed the parchment with the address written on it to everyone. He then led Emily away using Phantom Translocation.
After him, everyone else also set off.
In the blink of an eye, they appeared in a dense forest. A stone path appeared in front of them.
"Let me see where our campsite is." Mr. Harris took out a piece of parchment. On it was a map of the campsite. "Walk a quarter of a mile and you'll see the campsite. We're at the third campsite."
Everyone followed the stone path. After walking for about ten minutes, they came to the top of a gentle slope.
Looking down the slope, thousands of oddly shaped tents appeared in front of them.
In front of them by the forest, there was an open space. A small sign was stuck in the ground. On it was written: Weasley.
"Ah, Deputy Director Harris, hello!" A rather reserved and flattering voice rang out. It was Percy.
Percy leaned forward and made a bow, which made him look like a hunchback. "Would you like a cup of tea?"
"Sure," Mr. Harris said. His eyes narrowed as he sized up Percy. "Thank you, Weasley."
"Hi, Owen." Mr. Weasley patted the dust off his hands and smiled.
"Arthur, are you setting up your own tent?" Mr. Harris asked, seemingly interested.
Mr. Weasley immediately pointed out his work to Mr. Harris.
At this time, Harry and Ron came out of the crooked tent.
Seeing Hermione, Ron's eyes lit up. He pulled Harry over.
"Allen, Hermione, Luna." Harry was very happy to see his classmates from the Hogwarts.
Allen also smiled and nodded.
"Hello, children. Allen, Hermione, why didn't you come to the Humble Abode this year? Millie wanted you to come. "Mr. Weasley said to them kindly.
Ron, who was on the other side, turned his head to the side uncomfortably.
Hermione's eyes flashed. "Thank you, Mr. Weasley. During the summer vacation, our training class had activities, so we didn't accept the invitation."
Allen was very surprised. Ron never invited him! Seeing Ron's evasive eyes, Allen instantly understood.
Allen didn't expose him, but he didn't respond either.
"Why don't we let Ron and the others walk around and have some fun?" Mr. Harris also saw the mystery and quickly changed the topic to ease the awkwardness.
There was never a lack of business opportunities in this kind of event.
Every few steps, an illusionary hawker would descend from the sky, carrying trays and pushing carts that were filled with all kinds of weird stuff.
There were tall red and white hats decorated with roses dancing in the wind; there were Bulgarian ribbons with lions printed on them that could really roar; there were national flags of the two countries that could play their respective national anthems when waved; there were small models of flaming arrows that could really fly; there were collectible figurines of famous team members that could walk around on your palm in a proud manner.
Every time Allen passed by a stall, he would buy some for his family, Hermione, Luna, and Harry. This made the little sister Luna beam with joy.
Although Harry was rich, he still needed to use that money until he graduated, so he couldn't buy as much as Allen.
As for Ron, he couldn't take out a single cent and could only look at the people in the same line of work. Except for him, everyone was carrying a few souvenirs in their hands.
Last time, the dwarf demon from Ireland scattered a large amount of gold coins. He thought that the gold coins were real and squandered them extravagantly, owing a large sum of money.
In order to pay for his debt, Mr. Weasley's family tightened their clothes and food for two weeks!
Under Mrs. Weasley's rage, Ron didn't have a single cent of pocket money this summer.
In the end, it was Harry who gave him a panoramic telescope to ease his embarrassment.
"This is Krum, I like him very much." Ron looked excitedly at the Bulgarian ball seeker Viktor. A small figurine of Krum.
That small figurine of Krum walked back and forth in Ron's hands, frowning as he stared at the world.
"Thank you." A gloomy voice sounded.
"Krum!" Ron looked so excited that he couldn't breathe. He noticed that Krum's gloomy eyes were looking at Hermione and immediately introduced him to Hermione. "Hermione, this is Krum, the world's number one ball seeker. He's the best."
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