Study Days at Hogwarts

"This wonderful game will be talked about for a long time." Ludo Bagman said hoarsely, "Ah, by the way...by the way, how much should I give you...how much?"

"450 Galleons, Mr. Bagman." Fred and George smiled and spread their palms towards Mr. Bagman.

"Okay, 450 Galleons." Ludo Bagman took a deep breath, reached into his pocket and took out a money bag, and handed it to Fred and George's hands with pain.

"Wait a moment."

Fred and George took out a few gold coins from their wallets and looked at them carefully under the light of the wand. They couldn't help but squinted their eyes and looked at the anxious man in front of them, "Mr. Bagman, I think you may have made a mistake. This is leprechaun gold.”

With that said, Fred handed the money bag to George, who also took out a few gold coins from it, all of which were leprechaun gold coins.

Albert was right, Bagman really wanted to use leprechaun gold coins to kill them.

This is not a good sign.

"Ah, leprechaun gold coins? Sorry, I must have made a mistake." Ludo Bagman barely managed a trace of surprise on his face. He reached out and took the money bag handed over by George, and pretended to take out a few coins from it. A gold coin was carefully examined under the light, as if to identify whether these gold coins were galleons.

"I remembered that it should be right here, ah, so it's here."

Ludo Bagman reached into his pocket again and finally took out another money bag of the same style and handed it to Fred. He forced a smile to the twins and said, "It should be this bag. Check it again. I’m giving you this as an apology for taking the wrong purse just now.”

Bagman handed a poster signed by all the Irish Quidditch players to George and looked at the twins with an apologetic expression.

The Weasley twins were not attracted by the poster, but fished out a few more gold coins from the purse. After checking it several times, they accepted the purse with satisfaction and waved goodbye to Bagman.

"It was definitely intentional." Fred said angrily. "If I hadn't checked, I might have been cheated, and the next day I found that all the gold coins had disappeared."

"I still think something's wrong," George muttered under his breath.

"What's the problem?" Fred couldn't help but become alert.

"Bagman paid so readily!" George frowned, looking for flaws. "Even if we expose the lie, I don't think he would pay so readily."

Ever since he suspected that Ludo Bagman would deceive them with fake money and experienced that kind of thing himself, George felt that Bagman was a liar no matter how he looked at it.

"But we have just checked, and the bag is indeed full of Galleons." Fred frowned and suggested: "How about we go back to the tent and ask Bill to help check again. He is in Gringotts I must know Galleons better and know how to identify them. By the way, do you want to tell dad about this?"

"It's best not to, that will only make things difficult for him." George shook his head.

The tickets to their house were given by Ludo Bagman. Although Bagman was trying to repay the favor, it was undeniable that the first-class tickets were very expensive.

"If we can't authenticate it, we can take it to the goblins to authenticate it. Then we can use the money to open a vault in Gringotts and use it as the vault for the joke shop." Fred suggested. "If the money is fake, contact other people who have been cheated by Bagman and go to him to collect debts together."

However, George did not intend to hit Fred, but just nodded, intending to check Gallon again when he went back.

In fact, he knew that if the Galleons in the bag were fake, they would have no other choice. According to Albert's bad words, it would be very difficult to get Galleons from Bagman. Perhaps betting on Bagman was the wrong choice from the start.

"Where were you just now?" Mr. Weasley asked anxiously.

"We just went to Mr. Bagman to get back the money we won from gambling." George took out the money bag he got from Bagman, smiled and said to Ron, who was staring at the money bag: "What happened to you and Ginny?" I’ll give it to you when I get back.”

"Honestly, I have never been so happy as I am now. All of a sudden I have 24 Galleons." Ron felt that today was his lucky day. He had never had such a huge wealth.

"It's 27 galleons. Ron, you're really bad at maths." Hermione corrected.

"Oh, 27 Galleons." Ron giggled and asked happily: "Percy, I remember you seemed to be planning to bet too. Did Bill and Charlie also bet?"

"Well, I bet that Ireland will win, but the Bulgarian team will catch the Golden Snitch. Although the odds are only 4 times, the profit is also very good." Percy also had a smile on his face. He hated the taste of poverty.

Bill and Charlie looked at each other and said helplessly: "We didn't have time to bet, so we really missed a lot of galleons."

"Don't tell your mothers about your gambling." Mr. Weasley warned everyone in a low voice.

"Don't worry, Dad," Fred said with a smile, "We're going to use the money to open a vault in Gringotts."

"What are you doing opening a treasury? You have no money."

"The joke shop needs a vault to store money." George said without thinking.

"That's for later," Ron said.

"It's not far away."

After returning to the camp, I found that the camp was full of fans celebrating the Irish team's victory. There were faint singing and kicking sounds not far away. I didn't know who lit the bonfire. A large group of people were surrounding the camp. They tap danced around the bonfire, looking ready to stay up all night to celebrate.

"Fortunately, I don't have to tell the Irish to stop celebrating victory, otherwise it would be unimaginable." Mr. Weasley muttered quietly: "Okay, kids, it's time for you to go back to bed."

However, no one wanted to sleep. Everyone was discussing the football match. They all disliked Bulgaria's fouls, but they admired Krum very much. To a certain extent, Krum did not fail. He caught the ball. The Golden Snitch.

On the other side, Albert, who returned to the tent, was also still asleep. He stood outside the tent and observed the lively people around him.

"It feels a little weird these days." Isobel quietly came to Albert's side, leaned her head on his shoulder, and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Can you guess the outcome of the game in advance?" Would it be boring?"

"Actually, I prefer to see the exciting duels between the players." Albert drank the hot cocoa prepared by the house elf and looked at the tap-dancing wizard not far away. "It's a pity that such a peaceful time has ended." It won’t last long.”

"No wonder your friends don't like you to talk very much." Isobel said with a smile, "Actually, you should say something that everyone likes to hear."

"Well." Albert thought for a while and said, "I think we don't have to worry about money for the time being."

"I think you never need to worry about having no money." In Isobel's memory, Albert has always been rich, even since he first entered school.

"After all, I have to support my family." Albert couldn't help laughing. "Girls nowadays are very realistic. Believe me, no girl will like a poor man. If I don't have a single gold coin, Valeria will How far away from me.”

"You're secretly saying bad things about me there again." Valeria and Katherine appeared out of nowhere.

"I think he is telling the truth." Kathleen agreed with Albert's words. Valeria is a very realistic girl, and she knows this very well.

"No," Valeria shook her head and said, "Albert is talented and will definitely be able to find a way to turn his talent into wealth. People like him will never be short of money."

"Okay, let's talk inside." Albert asked a few people into the tent to talk, "Why did you come here so late today?"

"Of course it's to get back the money you bet." Kathleen took out a bag of gold coins from her handbag and threw it to Albert: "This is your share."

Albert took the money bag and handed it to Isobel.

"Why don't you count it? Aren't you afraid that we will fool you with fake gold coins?" Valeria asked with a smile.

"Don't be afraid, I don't think you will destroy the friendly relationship between us because of that little money." Albert is really not worried. His cooperative relationship with Kathleen is closer than others imagined, and Kathleen There will be no shortage of money at all.

"Speaking of which, will something really happen tonight?" Valeria asked in a low voice.

"We're leaving anyway, let's go inside!" Albert motioned for a few people to go back to the suitcases. Before he followed in, he did not forget to tell the house elf: "Take us to Isobel's house."

"Okay Master!" After Albert entered the box, the house elf picked up the box and apparated away, leaving only an empty tent.

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"Draco, there may be chaos later, you go and hide in the woods first." Narcissa Malfoy said to her son.

"Chaos, what's going on, mom?" Draco was a little confused and didn't understand what his mother meant.

"I just received some news." Narcissa Malfoy said vaguely. "Some people drank too much and seemed to be planning to do something. You know, the Irish team won the championship and many people were overly excited."

"Aren't you coming with me?" Draco suddenly realized something, "Dad, he..."

"Don't talk about this to anyone else," Narcissa interrupted sternly.

"Oh, I know Mum." Draco nodded, turned and left the tent towards the forest.

"Okay, dear, Draco has left. Do you really want to do that?" Narcissa looked at her husband uneasily. He had put on a cloak and a mask and turned into a Death Eater. only.

"He made a lot of people feel threatened," Lucius said hoarsely. In fact, it is not accurate to say that it was a threat, but more of a fear. This was the main reason why others changed their original plans.

"They think he is a greater threat than Nobby Leach. That guy has received the support of many people. It will be a matter of time before he becomes the next Nobby Leach. We cannot tolerate this happening." Lu Hughes was also very afraid of the other party.

Killing, or sending the person to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies, is currently the best option to eliminate the possible threat.

"I understand, leave this to me, be careful." Narcissa nodded and took out the compound potion prepared in advance. He would disguise himself as her husband to avoid suspicion.

Not long after, a series of crackling sounds suddenly sounded next to the Muggle camp administrator's hut, and several suspicious guys wearing hoods and masks appeared out of thin air.

"Is everyone here?" Lucius looked around and asked hoarsely.

"Everyone is here, and someone has already gone over there to deal with it. Everyone will just think it was an accident." Another person replied.

"At that time, other people will gradually join our team, making those idiots at the Ministry of Magic think that we just drank too much and caused this incident."

If there were only a few of them, Lucius would naturally not dare to provoke the Ministry of Magic at this time, but if there were enough participants, there would be no need to worry about these problems.

"Very well, let's get started!" Lucius pulled out his wand, roughly opened the wooden door, broke into the camp administrator's cabin, and used magic to levitate several sleeping Muggles into the air.

However, this family has been cast a coma spell by wizards from the Ministry of Magic. Even if they are suspended in mid-air, they will not be able to wake up for a while.

How could a Muggle be tortured if he didn't scream?

Therefore, Malfoy used magic to wake them up, and then led the four of them towards the wizard's camp like a balloon.

Tonight, everyone is celebrating the Irish team's victory. It is undoubtedly the time when the security of the Quidditch World Cup is weakest, and it is a good opportunity for them to make a move.

"I hope things go smoothly over there." Malfoy murmured, "Okay, let's help these guys have fun!"

On the other side, McNeil and Avery were in action. The task they were given was to eliminate the threat of the mudblood.

McNeil and Avery have always liked to torture their opponents, so they took over this task and now they are waiting for Lucius to cause chaos.

The noisy atmosphere of the night still lingers, which adds some difficulty to McNeil and Avery. They cannot let others discover that something is wrong, and they must take advantage of the chaos to eliminate the threat. Therefore, the two of them did not rush into the tent. Instead, they waited until they saw a large firelight in the distance and the commotion began to appear around them, then they broke into the tent with the help of the Illusion Curse.

After entering the tent, both McNeil and Avery were stunned. The environment inside the tent was so simple that they could not imagine it. After the two looked at each other, they began to search for the whereabouts of the tent owner with their wands.

However, they were shocked to find that there was no one in the tent at all.

"Damn it, that mudblood didn't sleep in the tent, where did he go?" Avery was very angry about this. They had planned for a long time and took such a big risk to eliminate the threat. As a result, the plan had just begun, because the other party didn't know Wherever you go, it's all in vain.

"What should we do now? Should we notify Lucius and ask them to cancel the plan?" McNeil asked with a frown.

"It's too late. Let's go over to meet them and tell them about this. The mudblood should still be in the camp. If we are lucky enough..." Avery stopped talking. He also knew that he would meet the other party. The probability is not high.

Taking advantage of the crowd's cover, Avery and McNeil left in a hurry.

It didn't take them long to join the marchers who were setting fires everywhere and causing chaos.

"We didn't find the Mudblood," McNeil said in a low voice.

"what happened?"

Lucius's original good mood disappeared all of a sudden.

"I don't know, he's not in his tent, and neither is anyone else." McNeil frowned and asked, "What are you going to do now?"

"What else can we do? Of course we should continue the parade." Lucius thought for a moment and said, "Go to Weasley's place. That guy has a good relationship with Weasley. Maybe they will be there. Even if they can't find anyone, It will also leave a lasting memory for Harry Potter.”

It is impossible to stop.

Since the main goal couldn't be accomplished, let's accomplish their original goal. They initially just wanted to teach Fudge an impressive lesson.

The parade grew larger and larger, and even some dark wizards who were not Death Eaters joined in. It seemed that they wanted to take this opportunity to vent, which was a good thing for Lucius.

The tents were burning, the Muggles overhead were screaming in terror, and the parade was using magic on the wizards who were escaping in embarrassment, not caring who they accidentally injured.

Anyway, creating more chaos is the right choice, and those cowards from the Ministry of Magic didn't dare to step forward to stop them. Because the numbers here were overwhelming, and the four Muggles above their heads also gave them a good excuse.

Yes, they are not afraid, but they are afraid of the safety of those Muggles.

Once there is an excuse, no one is willing to risk the threat and go up to fight with the dark wizards. At least they will not stop it until the Ministry of Magic gathers more helpers. This was difficult because the Ministry of Magic also had to help maintain order, and the British Ministry of Magic obviously didn't have enough people.

Before the wizards from the Ministry of Magic could gather enough people to stop the chaos, things changed. Some of the tents they had set ablaze suddenly exploded, as if someone had lit a small bottle of gas, scaring the marching dark wizards. For a moment, they thought there was an enemy chanting a curse at them.

The parade was still moving forward, but the explosions around them became more and more frequent, especially the tents they set on fire, as if they had turned into bombs. Once they exploded, the contents inside would fly everywhere, causing a group of people in the parade to be stunned. Somewhat embarrassed.

"Damn it, what's going on?" Looking at the several companions who were knocked over by the explosion, Lucius's face suddenly darkened.

To this day, he is still confused and does not understand what happened. He only feels that the ignited tents around him may explode at any time. If it weren't for the idiots from the Ministry of Magic who didn't dare to come up, they might have been in even greater trouble.

At this moment, a green light rose into the air, and Lucius was horrified to find that the thing with a huge green flash was something they were extremely familiar with...the Dark Mark.

It was like they had been stabbed in a hornet's nest. All the wizards around them apparated and fled here, as if they were afraid of being related to that thing.

Lucius knew that tonight's farce was over, and he left with the others without any hesitation.

Everyone knows what the Dark Mark means. It is a provocation to the Ministry of Magic. This has undoubtedly touched the nerves of many people, and the Ministry of Magic will not let it go.

After the wizard left, several Muggles who lost control of their magic immediately fell from the sky and were caught by people from the Ministry of Magic, who tampered with their memories.

Many wizards who had been gathered together breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the group of dark wizards escaping. It was undoubtedly a good thing not to have to conflict with them.

It's not that they are cowardly, but Crouch divided most of his men and rushed towards the position where the Dark Mark was raised. Compared with these troublemakers who didn't know if they were Death Eaters, the Ministry of Magic obviously cared more about the one who dared to raise the Dark Mark. The bastard with the Mark, because that guy is undoubtedly a Death Eater, which makes everyone nervous. After all, Death Eaters have always been the key targets of the Ministry of Magic.

No one wants their peaceful life to be destroyed again, but they are destined to be disappointed, and the last time of peace is leaving them.