Chapter 365 Camp

Chapter 365 Camp

They walked all the way through the barren swamp, walking for about 20 minutes. The fog finally dissipated in front of them, and a door finally appeared in front of them, and then connected to a small stone house. The back of the stone house was densely covered with various tent. Δ

This is the camp where the audience is stationed, and the tents extend along the gentle slope to the dark woods in the distance.

"It's messy enough." George couldn't help but complain.

The Quidditch World Cup is even more unreliable than he imagined. He obviously has the energy to build a huge stadium, but he doesn't have the heart to plan a camp. Or are wizards used to camping instead of choosing to build a simple board house?

At the door of the stone house, they saw Mr. Arthur Weasley waiting there.

"Dear George, Harry, Hermione. I haven't seen you for a long time." Mr. Arthur Weasley greeted everyone warmly, and pulled Ron over again, looking at him left and right, In the end, it turned out that Ron really didn't have any other changes except to become darker and stronger.

"Our camp is on that side, near the forest." Mr. Weasley pointed to the black forest in the distance and said lightly, "It's very close to the grounds, it's very convenient, and it's better."

He pointed to a man not far away and whispered, "That man is a Muggle, we have to be careful not to say anything about wizards around him."

He led everyone laboriously through the gap between the two rows of long cloaks. Obviously, the wizards were not used to camping. They really lacked the knowledge of public management.

The camp lacks planning, and it will not have a half-point advantage over the Boy Scouts at the summer camp.

The tent is set up crookedly, and all kinds of weird decorations can make people feel abnormal at a glance. Some people add chimneys, drawstrings, weather vanes and other nondescript things to their tents.

There are also tents that cast magic without hesitation, exaggerated silk and patterns, and live peacocks tied to the door as decoration. There are even four-story tents set up, and even more exaggerated, some people simply built a small courtyard, and there is no shortage of garden fountains.

George opened his eyes and smiled secretly, "The Ministry of Magic is simply not capable of holding such an event. As long as someone has ulterior motives, they can make a big incident here immediately."

You know, even in the Muggle world, large celebrations are dangerous and scary events. Once the chaos and stampede, enough to turn a major event into a major tragedy.

Fortunately, wizards are always rough-skinned and thick-skinned, but they are not as fragile as Muggles. On the other hand, dark wizards are little sheep compared to Muggle terrorists.

It has to be said that the isolation between the wizarding world and the real world, at least the protection of the two worlds, is of great significance. The destructive power of wizards and the full malice of the real world, once the two combine, are enough to cause terrible unrest.

Muggles' cannibalism alone can make all intelligent creatures shudder, and once wizards are involved, it will only bring more lethality.

On the edge of the woods at the end of the camp, in front of an ordinary tent, there was a small sign that read, "Weasley."

Mr. Weasley blushed and said, "We just spent a lot of time without setting up the tent. Miss Anna helped me set up the tent."

George has already seen the open space with the Soros sign, not far from here, a large tent with a simple appearance and a very strong and sturdy appearance.

"I'll go first, see you at the game." After staying on the African grassland for more than a month, George also missed his family. He greeted everyone and walked straight to his tent.

The door was a protective spell that he was familiar with. He easily untied the spell and got into the big tent.

A spacious traditional three-bedroom, in the living room, Anna is sitting on the sand, flipping a book.

"Welcome home, Master." Anna stood up and went to the kitchen to bring out some desserts and juices.

George threw the backpack into the bedroom,

Jumped on the bed, rolled over a few times, grabbed the soft mattress. After experiencing the soft big bed for a while, I got up again.

In the life of the African savannah, he also has to lead by example. He has to accept the hard life with Harry, Hermione, and Ron. It is not easy for him who has already lived a good life.

From the silver tray, he quickly shoved the dessert into his mouth, poured a large glass of juice, and George occupied the soft sand again.

"Didn't Grandma come?" asked George, who didn't see anything from Grandma in the house, who didn't seem to be at the Quidditch World Cup.

Anna said, "Grandmother said that this kind of competition is too noisy and noisy, and there are too many people. She doesn't like this kind of environment, so she didn't come."

Thinking of the scene when he just passed the camp, the messy cloaks and the crooked aisle, George's eyes twitched slightly, and he said with conviction, "It's quite chaotic here, if it's not for the sake of seeing Wizards from other countries, I have no interest in participating in such activities."

Quidditch competitions have swept the wizarding world, in addition to the ability to showcase the wisdom and power of wizards. More to the point, it's also largely because of tradition, because there's so little entertainment in the wizarding world.

To be honest, since the last time I had the idea of ​​revamping the Quidditch match. George's eyes on Quidditch have been enlarged to the field of the Big 6 and the whole world.

Even if the current magic can't support such a game, it is difficult to arouse his interest in this kind of game in a small arena.

In this World Cup, he still wants to see wizards from other countries.

Speaking of which, although the United Kingdom is a big magic country, it is superior to other countries in terms of magic power and popularity. However, the population of the British wizarding world is much smaller than that of other countries.

One reason is that the population of the United Kingdom itself is not large. Another rumor is that the United Kingdom is also called a corrupt country. It seems that this ethos has even affected the wizarding world.

Although George doesn't believe this at all, no matter what, the population of the British magic world, whether in total or in proportion, is not large.

George lay quietly on the soft sand, quietly looking at the decorations in the house. The delicate and warm decorations can be seen to be Anna's handwriting.

The spacious and bright kitchen is the style he likes, and there is a small bookcase in the living room, which contains some magic books he often reads.

There is also a tranquil incense in the room, which is his special formula.

The serene and serene atmosphere fascinated him, even here, even here without the protection of heavy magic. With the existence of family and the atmosphere of home, this is home.

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