Harry Potter Reborn

Chapter 319 The power of magic?

Another group of people suddenly appeared in front of the two wizards.

"Five forty, from Weasel Mountain." The wizard with the gold watch shouted quickly.

The wizard holding the parchment put a check mark on the parchment.

This group of people is obviously two families.

There is a big family with fiery red hair, they are the Weasley family.

Another family is a father and several sons.

"Arthur, your camp is divided into the first camp. Diggory, you are in the second camp, in that direction..." the wizard holding the parchment said tiredly.

"Basil, why are you so tired?"

Basil said: "I stayed up all night and I'm too sleepy, but someone will come to pick us up soon."

"Mr. Basil, who are those people?" George pointed at a group of people who were almost out of sight.

They were wearing bright pink, white, blue and colorful clothes, which were very different from the clothes of ordinary wizards, and they were walking through the swamp.

Basil said: "Oh, that's Harry Potter and his staff, you know, they are all Muggles..."

When Ginny heard Harry's name, she thought with some disappointment: If she had come a few minutes earlier, she might have met Harry.

Another family, a boy behind the wizard Digory, heard Harry's name, and his eyes suddenly became dark, strange, and full of anger.

"Cedric, he is your old friend." One of his brothers said strangely.

"Shut up!" Cedric stared at his brother.

His brother was so horrified by this look that he didn't dare to laugh anymore.

In the deserted swamp, the fog is getting heavier and heavier.

Harry waved his hand, and the thick fog was separated by two transparent walls of air, and a passage appeared.

After a while, a door appeared ahead, and then a small stone house.

Behind the stone house, hundreds of strange-shaped tents have been set up. The tents were set up along the gentle slope of the large field behind, occupying a large area of ​​grassland.

The site stretches all the way to the horizon into a dark forest.

Seeing Harry and the others arriving, the man at the door came over to greet them.

Harry immediately let the fog gather again.

But it's a little late.

The man kept looking behind the group of people and rubbed his eyes.

"Just now, I seemed to see that the dense fog was pushed away? It was very neat, like it was cut open." The man said doubtfully.

"You're wrong," Harry said.

"No, I am very confident in my eyes." The man said confidently.

"You're wrong." Harry reminded again.

"I swear to Jesus," the man said.

"Well, you're right," Harry said.

Then he reached out and snapped his fingers in front of the man's eyes.

The man's eyes suddenly became distracted and he was in a daze.

Within seconds, his memory was altered.

His eyes became clear again, and he looked at Harry, a cold and capable woman with a strong aura in the group.

He said nervously: "Good morning, may I ask, are you also here to rent a venue? Are you the same as the people living in tents behind you?"

The woman he was questioning was wearing a suit, a small dress, and a hip-covering skirt worn by elite working women. She was the center of attention at first sight.

His vision was correct. This woman with a perky butt and long legs was the manager of the Leaky Cauldron that Harry recruited, named Troy Hill.

Troy glanced at Harry first and saw that he had no special reaction, then said: "Good morning, are you Mr. Roberts?"

"Yes."

This Muggle Roberts must have never spoken to such a beautiful and confident woman, especially one with a group of girls who were pretty and cute. He almost didn't dare to look into Troy's eyes.

"Well, we want to rent a piece of land." Troy said.

Hermione said: "What's going on? The devil just... told our local people that they had rented your land."

Roberts said sheepishly: "The money they paid was too little. In the end, they decided to only pay part of the money, and I will charge a little more from everyone who comes here."

Hermione said: "So...the Ministry of Magic is so poor?"

"Excuse me, what did you say?" Roberts asked.

"Nothing," Hermione said.

"Then how many days will you rent it?" Roberts said.

"Just one day." Troy said.

"Okay, one pound each," said Roberts.

Zhang Qiu took out a pound with a face value of fifty from his pocket and handed it to Roberts.

Roberts began to look for change from an old jar he held in his hand.

He asked curiously: "What are you people doing? It's weird. It seems that there are people from all countries in the world. And they all know each other. Are you going to attend some big party?"

"No comment." Troy said coldly.

Roberts was stunned and changed the money even faster.

Harry led a group of beautiful girls into a camp full of tents.

The tents were not arranged neatly, but were a bit crowded and scattered. It seemed that the wizards were not good at setting up tents in the Muggle way, so they all set them up haphazardly.

Most of the tents are very ordinary. Their owners want to make the tents as similar as possible to Muggles, but they are a bit exaggerated.

Some tents actually have chimneys, road signs, and windmills growing on them, which is quite strange.

In the center of the camp, there is a small area of ​​unique tents, which cover a large area and look very luxurious.

"Mom said that when this time comes, everyone gets together and wants to show off and compare," Astoria said.

The tents nearby have a large open space, and the ordinary tents around them are not willing to get too close because they are always uncomfortable in comparison.

Hermione found an open space among them and threw a glass bead.

The glass beads fell to the ground and expanded suddenly, turning into a silver villa, four stories high, with a garden, a corona, a fountain and other decorations in front of the door. The villa was surrounded by a circle of railings, and there were people standing on it.

Many toy guards were patrolling back and forth, and there were several tigers and lions lying in the yard.

“It’s amazing!”

"Just like magic!"

"Silly, this is magic!"

The girls rushed into the villa excitedly.

"Oh my God, this villa is perfect. It's so big inside."

“There is a home theater.”

“There is also a karaoke room.”

“There’s actually an indoor swimming pool on the first floor.”

"Is this a kitchen? God, if my mother had a kitchen like this, she would marry me to any man."

"Is this the power of magic?"

"No, this is not the power of magic, this is the power of money! I spent more than a thousand Galleons to buy it." Harry walked into the villa and said.

The girls' excitement slowly faded, and they were worried that their arrogance just now would make Harry angry.

Harry wasn't angry.

Hermione looked up at the huge space, bit Harry's ear, and said, "Evil capitalist."

Harry: "..."

"Okay, let's prepare breakfast first. Camping has begun." Harry said.

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