Chapter 262 Is It Still Too Late to Choose to Stay?

Chapter 262 Choose to stay now... Is there still time?

As the last game of the 1994 British Quidditch World Cup, this final is undoubtedly a carnival feast for all Quidditch fans.

During the previous group stage, a certain two less popular teams collided, and even less than half of the people in the arena that could accommodate 100,000 people were seated.

But up to now, there are more than 150,000 people staying in the camp!

In addition to the one hundred thousand wizards who bought tickets to the finals, there were many wizards who bought tickets to other events and decided not to go home, but waited until the finals.

Some of them want to stay at the scene so that they can know the result of the game as soon as possible;

Some people think of a way to sneak into the arena a few days in advance, carry them in sleeping bags under the chair for a few nights, and watch the game "for nothing";

What's more... A group of wizards from Siberia are discussing to form a team to rob a British Muggle plane, fly directly to the competition venue, and watch the competition through binoculars!

Anyway, 20 of them can beat up 200 British wizards violently, robbing the plane of the British Muggles is simply enough!

Harry had to marvel at the rich imagination of these wizards, and by the way, admire Ludo's energy.

In addition to buying Sirius four sets of tickets for the top box, he also gave the Weasleys eight final tickets for the top box!

On the morning of the finals, Mr. Weasley brought his seven children to the camp, and the Weasley twins sneaked outside the tent where Harry was after setting up camp.

When the brothers knocked on the door, Harry was discussing potions with Fleur and Hermione at the large table in the dining room, which was covered with scratch paper and notebooks.

And Gabriel still didn't understand potions, so she lay on the sofa beside her and masturbated Crookshanks.

Crookshanks didn't like little girls that much, after all Gabriel was always trying to braid Crookshanks' fur.

But his master didn't speak, and Crookshanks had nothing to do.

Hedwig lay lazily in the cage, mocking Crookshanks wantonly.

When he was masturbated a few days ago, Crookshanks gloated over there.

Now the feng shui turns, and it's Crookshanks' turn to suffer!

Apart from the three of Harry, there was no one else in the tent.

Sirius didn't like potions that much, so he slipped out of the tent early, went to find his golfers, and prepared to have a drink or two (barrel).

After hearing the knock on the door, Harry raised his voice and asked, "Who?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty the Lion Queen of Gryffindor, of course we are outside the door, your loyal subjects, Fred and George!" Fred shouted loudly.

But George immediately expressed his objection: "This statement is wrong, she is clearly our most beloved major shareholder!"

"What do you mean?" Fred asked back. "Is there something wrong with saying Gryffindor's Lion Queen?"

"of course not……"

Before George could finish speaking, the door of the room in front of him was opened.

"The two of you can really make trouble anywhere!" Harry said angrily, "Come in quickly!"

As soon as he entered the tent, Fred exclaimed: "Wow! We feel that this tent is super luxurious from the outside!"

"I didn't expect the interior to be so beautifully decorated!" George continued with a smile, "The Black family is really rich."

Halle rolled her eyes: "Didn't you say in your letter that you wanted to show me the new product?"

"Why, after you come here, you are here to perform as a living treasure?"

"Live demonstration is not enough," Fred shook his head,

"We have something to do right now, just come here to send you a sample of our newly developed product."

As he spoke, Fred mysteriously took out a small pocket from his robe, and George also took out an identical pocket from the inside of the robe.

"It took us a lot of hard work to successfully bring these good things." George said proudly,

"As you probably don't know, we've both only passed three of our Ordinary Wizarding Orders."

"Mom is mad," Fred added. "She looks like she's going to eat us."

"In addition, Percy has obtained a full twelve certificates of the Ultimate Wizarding Level Examination, and successfully joined the Ministry of Magic as an intern this year."

"That's why my mother doesn't want to see us now, and always suspects that we have some shady secrets that affect our studies."

"She wants to search our room every day, even under Ron's bed!"

"But it doesn't matter," George quickly picked up Fred's words like a cannonball,

"Our development of magic items is very smooth, and we don't need those worthless certificates at all!"

"And with the technology of the two of us, how could she find the evidence?"

The Weasley twins looked at each other and laughed in unison.

Harry took the bag handed over by the two of them, and asked back:

"Then if you need to use more complicated magic knowledge when developing items, how should you deal with it?"

Fred stretched out three fingers: "Dear Your Majesty the Lion Queen, you underestimate us."

"I passed Potions, Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts," said George proudly.

"And Fred passed Transfiguration, Herbalism and Defense Against the Dark Arts!"

"And we both got O for these subjects we passed!" Fred shook his finger,

"This means that we are all qualified to take improvement courses, and no matter what difficulties we encounter in the future, at least one of us will have knowledge in the relevant field!"

"Okay, as long as you're happy." Harley spread her hands, "I'm just an investor, and I won't interfere with you."

"Would you like to come in and sit down? Have a sip of tea by the way?"

Fred and George looked at each other, shook their heads bluntly, and said in unison:

"No, we are about to discuss an important business with Mr. Ludo Bagman!"

"Oh~?" Harry slightly elongated his tone, "If I'm not mistaken...won't it be gambling?"

"We've saved some pocket money, and now we're trying to see if we can double it," Fred explained.

"Don't worry," George reassured, patting his chest, "I'll keep an eye on Fred, so he won't let him spend money indiscriminately!"

"It's obvious that I'm spying on you, George! How dare you confuse right and wrong!" Fred pretended to be furious, and stretched out his hand to cover George's mouth, and the two brothers started arguing again.

Seeing that the Weasley twins did not deny it, Harry raised his eyebrows slightly:

"I'm not concerned about funding issues. After all, this is funding your dream. The two of you should know it well."

"I just want to remind you that even if you win the bet, Ludo probably won't have the funds to repay the debt."

"He lost a lot of money in the group stage and knockout stage some time ago, and now he is forced to borrow money from the goblins."

"If you go to him, you are destined to lose everything."

Looking at the surprised eyes of the Weasley twin brothers, Harry strikes while the iron is hot and adds two more sentences:

"If I were you, I would choose to go to the goblin."

"After all, Gringotts has signed a contract with the Ministry of Magic, and the goblins don't dare to break the contract casually."

After thinking for a while, the Weasley twins swallowed hard, feeling a little scared.

If what Harley said was correct, they would almost throw all the pocket money they had saved for years into it!

The two thanked Harry and were about to leave for Gringotts when there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the kitchen.

Fu Rong poked her head out from the dining room: "Harry, is there a guest?"

Fred and George's footsteps that were about to leave suddenly stopped, and their eyes couldn't be wiped away.

"Fred, I think it was a mistake we didn't choose to stay for a cup of tea." George said dryly.

"I'm all for that, George," replied Fred in a voice as dry as his brother's,

"I just don't know if it's too late to regret it now."

"What do you think?" Harry said with a smile,

"Let me introduce to you, this is Fleur Delacour, a seventh-grade student at Beauxbaton School of Magic in France."

The twin brothers suddenly looked extremely serious, and they bowed a standard bow tacitly:

"Good morning, beautiful lady! Please allow us to introduce ourselves, I am Fred/George Weasley."

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In the end, the Weasley twins didn't stay.

After all, both of them have girls they have a crush on, and for them, making money is the top priority at present.

Ha Li didn't do much to keep them, and after introducing their identities to Fu Rong, she sent them out.

Afterwards, Harry stuffed two bags of magic items into his pockets.

After all, this is a sample given to Harry, the major shareholder, by the Weasley twins, and it must contain the manufacturing methods of these magical items.

Harley still abides by the contract very much, and will not take the initiative to expose these things to Fleur.

Of course, Fu Rong did not take the initiative to ask.

Her interests centered entirely on the study of Polyjuice Potion.

After all, Mr. Delacour often received letters from Halle, which highlighted Halle's outstanding achievements in improving the field of compound soup.

So Fleur spent several days discussing relevant knowledge with Harley, and Hermione also joined the academic discussion with interest.

After finishing today's academic discussion, Fu Rong put away all the draft papers and said with some regret:

"Today is probably the last day for us to discuss these issues, and the final will be in the evening."

"It's okay, you will be coming to Hogwarts this semester." Harry helped Fleur organize the items on the table,

"We'll discuss it later."

"And there are several very cleverly designed secret rooms in Hogwarts, where we can practice potions."

"And I also have channels and funds to get those precious potion materials."

"Sounds great!" Fu Rong's eyes were full of longing,

"In Beauxbatons, we never had the opportunity to make potions, except in potions class."

"Although my father is also working in fields related to potions, he will never allow me to experiment casually."

"Then let you practice enough this time," Harry waved his hand vigorously, "the potion materials will definitely be enough!"

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When night fell, there was a sudden sound of deep and thick gongs and drums in the camp.

Thousands of colorful lanterns are lit up on the trees, emitting a variety of lights, illuminating the entire camp.

As a pure and new die-hard Irish fan, Sirius put on a robe with the Irish team logo on it, and specially pinned the Irish team badge on his chest.

After finishing all this, he led Harry and Hermione to this place together.

Professor McGonagall has gone to find a few other die-hard fans at the granny level. He probably won't go to the box until the game is about to start.

At the entrance, the witch of the Ministry of Magic who was in charge of ticket checking waved her hand skillfully: "Sirius! First-class ticket! Go straight up, you know the way!"

Sirius waved his hand with a smile, and stepped on the purple-red carpet first.

The box was empty except for a house-elf sitting in a corner.

The house-elf, wearing a tea towel for wiping the tea set, buried his face in his hands, his large bat-like ears quivering.

Sirius didn't pay attention to the strange house elf, found a seat in the second row, and sat down directly.

Harry took one more look at the house elf, and when he turned around, a smile crept into his lips.

She felt two very different magics in that chair, which seemed to contain only one house-elf.

One of them came from the house-elf, and the other belonged to the wizard.

And if I didn't feel wrong, the magical power belonging to the wizard is not very active, but it seems very decadent and lacks energy.

If I guessed correctly, there probably sat Barty Crouch Jr. who was controlled by Barty Crouch Jr. with the Imperius Curse, but Barty Jr. used the Disillusionment Curse or the Invisibility Cloak.

I don't know why old Barty is so bold, daring to quietly arrange his Death Eater son in front of so many high-ranking officials to watch a game.

But that was out of Harry's mind.

"Tonight, Senior Riddle is going to let Peter Pettigrew release a Dark Mark here to warn those original Death Eaters who have forgotten themselves in the corner."

Harry closed his eyes, recalling Voldemort's plan,

"They also planned to take advantage of the chaos to attack Crouch's camp to see if they could rescue Barty Crouch Jr."

"That's right... a very wise choice... Who knows what cards Crouch, a surname that ranks among the twenty-eight pure-blood families, has, and what protective magic there is in the old house."

Thinking of this, the shiny glove on Harry's left hand flashed, and "Twist" started quietly.

The green light penetrated into the chair bit by bit, spread in the room, and finally merged into the body of the young man wearing the invisibility cloak.

After finishing all this, Harry put his hand back and chatted with Hermione about the possible score for today.

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(Thanks to "Nine-tailed Flaming Fox" and "Floating Life and Annihilation" for their rewards!)