Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

By the time they got back to the tent, Mr. Weasley and Sirius had already started a fire outside the tent.

The house elf Kreacher kept throwing firewood inside, complaining that Mr. Weasley wouldn't let him use the tent's stove.

It was more than an hour before they had fried eggs and boiled sausages ready for lunch.

Only then did Fred and George return, and Bill, Charlie, and Percy arrived from the Burrow.

Everyone gathered around the campfire, eating eggs and sausages, and the atmosphere was pleasant and relaxed.

Halfway through his meal, Mr. Weasley jumped up suddenly, smiling and waving to a man striding up.

"Look, the most important person at the moment, Ludo!" he shouted.

Everyone's attention was focused on the wizard who had just appeared in front of them.

This wizard is the most eye-catching person Ivan has ever seen, even the old Archie in printed pajamas can't compare to him.

He was lively and energetic, and he wore a long Quidditch robe.

On the top is a wide horizontal line of the same yellow and black, with a huge wasp printed on the chest like splashed ink.

It can be seen that his physique was very strong before, but now he has started to decline.

The robe was stretched tightly on her big belly, which was very fat.

His nose was squashed, but his round blue eyes, short blond hair, and flushed face made him look like an oversized boy.

"Ahoy!" Bagman exclaimed happily.

He walked and jumped, as if springs were installed under the soles of his feet, and he was obviously in a state of extreme excitement.

Chapter 463 An Impossible Gambling

"Arthur, old chap!" he came to the fire, "what a fine day, isn't it? Great, where's the weather like this! I predict there will be no clouds at night, and the whole preparations are in order, nothing. Things to do!"

Behind him, a group of haggard-looking Ministry officials hurried past.

There were signs in the distance that someone was playing with magic fire, with purple sparks rising more than 20 feet high.

Everyone expressed doubts about his prediction, it might rain tonight...

Behind Mr. Weasley, Percy took a quick step forward and held out his hand.

"This is my son Percy, who has just started working at the Ministry of Magic!" said Mr. Weasley, laughing. And my daughter Ginny, you've seen them all before, and here are Alvin Mason, Hermione Granger and Harry Potter."

He introduced everyone to Bagman, who was visibly surprised when he saw Sirius.

The expression on his face was complicated, it looked more like he was scared.

Sirius said that Bagman was once on trial for giving classified information to Death Eater Rook Wood.

During the trial that year, they had a brief contact.

It seems that remembering the past experience made him quite afraid of Sirius.

When he heard Harry's name next, Bagman also showed a slightly surprised look.

"Okay, okay, you guys want to bet on the game?" Bagman said eagerly.

After the introduction, he jingled the pockets of his yellow and black robe to everyone, which seemed to contain a lot of gold coins.

It seems that this is the main purpose of his coming here.

"I've convinced Roddy Pontene to take a bet with me and he said Bulgaria would score the first goal and I've placed him at great odds because I've considered Ireland's number three striker who I've seen over the years. Best of all. Little Agatha Timms bet half her eel farm stock that the race would last a week."

"I'll bet a Galleon on Ireland, okay?" said Mr. Weasley hesitantly.

"A Garen?!" Bagman was a little disappointed, but quickly regained his interest. "Very good, is there anyone else who wants to bet?"

He looked expectantly at Sirius, but Sirius ignored him at all.

Bagman touched his nose in embarrassment, not daring to say anything, his eyes shifted to other people.

"They're too young to gamble," said Mr. Weasley hastily.

"We're on forty-six Galleons, thirty-two Sickles, and eight Knuts!" said Fred, as he and George quickly pulled out their money. "Bet Ireland wins, but Viktor Krum will catch The Golden Snitch."

Mrs. Weasley confiscated all the aid funds Ivan gave them and the product sales revenue in the store, nearly two hundred gold Galleons.

Mrs. Weasley said that she would return these to him for the twins, and that Ivan was not allowed to give Fred and George money.

But this didn't bother the two of them. When the business was at its peak, they asked Lee Jordan to help them sell a lot of joke products.

Most of the owl orders for Hogwarts wizards are done in this way.

The two of them just went out to collect the bill.

After returning, they secretly told Ai Wen about it.

Fred and George plan to use the money as a start-up capital to make a comeback.

Unexpectedly, they would take all of them here and participate in a gamble that was impossible to win.

Ivan didn't think that Fred and George would guess wrong, but he expressed doubts about Ludo Bagman's character.

"Children!" said Mr. Weasley in a low voice, "I don't want you to gamble, your mother..."

"Don't spoil the fun, Arthur!" said Ludo Bagman gruffly, jingling the money in his pockets excitedly. "They're old enough to know what they want! Do you think Irish Will win, but Krum can catch the Snitch? No way, boys, no way, I'm giving you good odds..."

Ludo Bagman quickly pulled out his notebook and quill, and scribbled the twin's name.

Mr. Weasley watched helplessly, powerless to stop what was happening.

"George, calm down, you can't win!" Ivan gently pulled George's robe.

"Don't worry, we have our own measure!" George said nonchalantly.

"The two of us have carefully analyzed all the previous games, Viktor Krum..." Fred said.

"I mean, even if you win, this guy might not give you the money!" Ivan raised his voice and said bluntly.

Obviously, Bagman also heard what he said, and his face became a little embarrassed, but it was fleeting.

"Children, children, you can go out and inquire about my reputation. Old Bagman has always been willing to gamble and lose!" Bagman said loudly, "I can use my status as the director of the Department of Sports and Sports of the Ministry of Magic as a guarantee, But I have to say, the chances of you two winning are too low!"

Now that the words have been said for this sake, Ai Wen doesn't say anything anymore.

Let Fred and George learn how bad it is to gamble when they run out of money.

Hopefully they will remember this in the future and that is never to gamble.

After handing Fred the signed voucher parchment, Bagman turned to Mr. Weasley, "Arthur, can you do me a favor? I've been looking for Barty Crouch, the Bulgarian I can't understand a word of what my peers are saying to make things difficult for us. Bhatty will fix that, he speaks about 150 languages."

"Mr. Crouch can speak two hundred languages!" said Percy excitedly, "including mermaids, turkeys, and trolls..."

Apparently everyone thought Percy was bragging.

George even imitated the troll and made a snoring sound, which made everyone laugh.

Only Percy expressed dissatisfaction, but he ignored George.

As Bagman sat down in front of the campfire for a cup of tea, the conversation turned to Potha Jorkins.

The witch has been missing for months, but no one cares.

Especially considering the current state of the Albanian forests, she may be in danger.

As Dumbledore brought Ivan and Sirius back, what happened in the centaur ruins has also been spread.

Under the initiative of Dumbledore, the International Federation of Wizards will set up a special team to investigate the matter in Albania.

However, it is doubtful how effective this investigation team can be.

That place was originally a three-way zone, with mixed forces from all sides, and all the wizards killed by vampires were all black wizards.

The corpses were all turned into flesh and blood, absorbed by evil gods and indescribable creations, and now they all dissipated.

The final death toll is hard to ascertain, no one would admit that Voldemort and the evil gods were there once they hadn't seen it with their own eyes.

Chapter 464 The Sudden Storm

While everyone was discussing this, a wizard suddenly appeared by the campfire, it was Barty Crouch.

He was a stark contrast to Bagman, lounging on the grass in his old Hornets robes.

Just like Ivan had seen before, Crouch meticulously followed the Muggle dress code.

He was erect, stiff, and dressed in a spotless, crisp suit and tie.

The short beard looks like it has been trimmed with a sliding rule, and the shoes are well polished.

The arrival of Crouch made the originally relaxed and cheerful atmosphere serious and tense.

He was looking for Ludo Bagman, because the Bulgarian had asked for twelve more seats in the top box.

"Oh, so they want this!" Bagman suddenly realized, "I thought the guy was going to borrow a pair of tweezers from me, and he spoke English with such a strong accent that I couldn't understand what he was saying. "

He waved his hand disapprovingly, not taking the Bulgarian official's request for an extra seat to heart.

"Mr. Crouch!" Seeing Crouch suddenly, Percy was so excited that he was out of breath. He leaned over and made a bowing posture, which made him look like a hunchback. "Would you like a cup of tea?" ?"

"Oh," said Mr. Crouch, eyeing Percy slightly surprised, "well, thank you, Wetherby."

Hearing this, Fred and George laughed so hard that they almost spouted tea in their cups.

Percy's ears turned pink and he pretended to be busy tending the teapot.

Crouch's eyes paused briefly on Sirius, then quickly turned to Mr. Weasley.

He was discussing with Mr. Weasley about a foreign wizard who wanted to import flying carpets to England.

Flying carpets are very popular in countries around the Mediterranean Sea, where broomsticks are rarely used.

This type of flying vehicle is defined as a family vehicle, depending on the size, it can take up to 20 people at a time.

Of course, this wouldn't work in the UK, as rugs are defined as Muggle artifacts on the Register of Prohibited Magical Items.

Even if it is allowed to be sold, it is estimated that few people will buy it. British wizards still prefer to use broomsticks.

Afterwards, Crouch talked to everyone about some work matters before urging Bagman to leave with him.

This is in line with his style. All he thinks about is work, and he is extremely rigorous. He doesn't even drink tea.

The only thing that makes people feel funny is that although Percy regards Crouch as an idol, he often talks about his name and practice.

But Crouch didn't even remember Percy's name, and kept calling him Wetherby.

This gave Fred and George another opportunity to laugh at him, and it also showed that Percy was not important to Crouch.

Bagman wanted to stay and talk to everyone about the upcoming Triwizard Tournament at Hogwarts.

But Crouch didn't let him say it, which aroused everyone's curiosity, what kind of event is going to be held at Hogwarts? !

Seeing Crouch, Ivan wondered if he was hiding his son Barty Crouch Jr. in the tent now.

Tonight is a good opportunity to catch him.

After lunch, Mr. Weasley and Sirius told everyone to go back to rest.

Because tonight's Quidditch final may last for a long time, it is necessary to maintain sufficient energy.

Everyone got into the tent one after another, preparing to take a nap.

Like the calm before the storm, excitement spread over the camp like a palpable cloud.

Ludo Bagman's crow's mouth worked, and the darkening sky began to rain with a tick-tick.

Accompanied by the roar of thunder, the rain became heavier and heavier.

Listening to the sound of raindrops falling on the ground outside the tent, Ivan tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

He didn't want to watch a Quidditch match in the pouring rain, it was too bad.

But don't worry too much, thunderstorms in summer always come inadvertently and leave soon.

By the time the finals started in the evening, this sudden heavy rain should have stopped long ago.

Sirius' tent was so big that everyone lived in it, and it was also possible to ensure that everyone had a small room.

Mr. Weasley, Sirius, Bill and Charlie live on the first floor, Fred and George occupy the larger room on the second floor, and the remaining three small rooms are Percy, Ivan, Harry, ron.

As for the third floor, it belonged to Hermione and Ginny, as well as a storage room.

Because there were no windows for ventilation, it was extremely hot inside the tent, so Aiwen got up and took off his coat.