He didn't expect Ron to be so talkative. He never stopped talking.

Ron, who was explaining the Rumsky feint to Braun, stopped for a moment and looked in the direction Braun was pointing. He was quite interested.

"Let's go and have a look, Braun!"

Braun certainly wouldn't object.

His original intention was to make Ron shut up.

The two walked towards the crowd.

Before they got close, they heard the exclamation of the crowd:

"Merlin, the Malfoy kids are so amazing!"

"Yes! If I get one more medal, I can get a signed poster of Ness Mori!"

Brawne didn't know much about these Quidditch teams.

He turned around and asked:

"Ron, who is Niss Murray?"

Ron first looked at the medal in front of the blond child in the middle of the crowd with some envy.

Then he explained to Browne:"Niss Murray is the seeker of the Montrose Magpies.

This team is very powerful.

It has won the League Cup of England and the Elland League twenty-three times. It has won the European Cup twice.

It is a very strong team.

They have fans all over the world.

Niss Murray has repeatedly proposed to the Ministry of Magic to increase the speed of the Golden Snitch because he thinks the Golden Snitch is too easy to catch.

But unfortunately, he died in a game in 1942.

His posters are still very valuable.

Some wizards are willing to pay a high price for his autographed posters."

As he spoke,

Ron's eyes became more and more eager to look at the posters.

""Brown! Why don't we join in?

Together we can definitely surpass the Malfoy kid!"

Braun hesitated.

Although he had memorized a lot of books during this period, most of them were about potions.

He was not very familiar with experiments that some young wizards knew about.

Because his original body did not have these hobbies.

"Isn't this the poor Weasley?

He still wants to surpass me?

Haha, do you have money to pay the registration fee?

The registration fee is three silver Sickles!

I guess you can't even afford a copper Knut!"

Malfoy pinched his waist and laughed loudly.

Ron noticed the participation requirements at this moment.

His face fell.

Just now he was only thinking about the beauty of winning the prize. He didn't notice that there was a registration fee to participate in the competition.

At this moment, he didn't know what to say.

After all, Malfoy was right.

Let alone a silver Sickle, he had hardly touched a copper Knut. His little face couldn't help but turn red.

""It's just three Sickles, right? I'll pay it."

Brown said beside Ron.

Malfoy turned his head to see who was the blind guy.

Seeing Brown, Malfoy laughed and said:

"Fly? Haha!

As expected, trash will only hang out with trash!

Braun, you squid, do you think you can surpass me?"

""Brawne, not a Squib! You little Death Eater!"

Ron, realizing that Braun had a lot of money, was no longer so timid. He shouted at Malfoy.

Seeing the people talking around him, Malfoy's face instantly darkened.

Although he was influenced by his father and worshipped Voldemort extremely, he still knew that he had to keep his tail between his legs until Voldemort came back.

The disgusted eyes of the people at this moment greatly hurt his self-esteem.

""Shut up! You two losers!

Crabbe! Beat them up!"

A tall boy next to Malfoy stepped forward after hearing Malfoy's words.

He scared Brown.

Crabbe was really too tall.

They were both nine years old. How could you be nearly 1.5 meters tall?

He knew that he and Ron together were no match for Crabbe.

The wisest choice at this moment was to run away.

However, if he really ran away, he would definitely be laughed at by the children in the future.

So he pretended to be calm and said:

"Malfoy, what's the point of fighting?

Do you have the guts to make a bet with me?"

Malfoy seemed somewhat interested.

He wanted to hear what Braun had to say.

He waved at Crabbe:

"Tell me, what do you want to bet on?"

"we……"

"Let's bet on who can answer more questions!"

Ron answered wittily.

After speaking, he looked at Braun.

He looked like he was going to praise me.

Braun was speechless.

Originally, he wanted to use other bets, such as potions, which he was good at.

But Ron's answer blocked his way instantly.

He couldn't regret it. He could only look at Ron fiercely.

Ron took it as: Well done! He looked very proud.

Mars thought for a while and looked at the two people opposite.

One was a poor guy and the other was a squib.

It's blocked!

Nodding:

"No problem. But what are you betting?

Gold Galleons?

One hundred gold Galleons! How about that?"

He felt that he was better than the two losers on the other side.

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