A Hogwarts dissertation guide

"That's right." Ron said without thinking. "Quidditch is the most interesting sport in the world. There is nothing more fun than Quidditch."

"Okay, you're right." Jing Sheng spread his hands and glanced at Ron helplessly.

Hermione gave Ron an annoyed look.

"Why are you here? As far as I know, Yumbulakang should have little contact with the outside world."

"It was originally like this, but in the past two years, Master asked us to go to the British Ministry of Magic for further study and learn more modern management." Jing Sheng said, "Then, Master Suo Chi got us a lot of tickets."

"That's really lucky." Ron curled his lips and said.Fortunately, he was showing off how powerful his father was and got these tickets for them.

As a result... Yongbulakang actually came in a group.

"Our camp is nearby. Do you plan to come and sit down?" Jing Sheng invited, "Many people have come, and we have been placed next to the well."

"What a convenient location." Ron complained. They had to go through most of the camp to get water, but Yongbulakang's people were arranged directly next to the faucet.

"I came here with my friends." Hermione said, pointing to Harry and Ron.

"Okay." Jing Sheng nodded, "I will tell my parents, maybe we will go find you."

"Yeah." Hermione nodded. The people in front of them had all gone, and it was their turn to fetch water.

They walked back through the camp, walking much slower than when they came because they were carrying water.

"You will never think about what they are arguing about." Fred and George looked at each other, covering their mouths and trying not to laugh, but their shaking shoulders still betrayed them.

"One man, he was wearing Muggle women's trousers, with his butt completely exposed, and the other was a Ministry of Magic official who wished he could wear a pair of normal trousers so that everyone wouldn't see his butt. "George said while laughing, interrupted several times by laughter.

"That's right," Fred added, because George was laughing so hard that he couldn't speak. "The funniest thing is, the man said, 'I'd like a wholesome breeze to blow my ass. '!"

Hermione giggled after hearing this. She could probably imagine what George and Fred said about Muggle women's trousers, but Harry and Ron, who obviously didn't understand, couldn't get the laugh at all.

On their way back, they always see some familiar faces: their classmates from Hogwarts and their prefects.Oliver Wood also came to the competition. He excitedly dragged Harry to his parents and praised him for 10 minutes. He described from various angles how well Harry had flown in the past year. He successfully won the Quidditch Silver Cup in his final year before graduation.

Furthermore, he excitedly told Harry that he had just signed as a substitute for Puddlemere United.

This made Fred and George very helpless, because Wood just introduced his parents very briefly: This is our chaser.

Then it's gone.

This makes Fred and George very helpless. You have to know that they have played Quidditch with Wood for two years, and they are just called "Chasers"?

But clearly now is not the time to argue with Wood.

They finally got rid of Wood's "entanglement" and continued walking back.

"Who are they?" Harry asked. In front of them was a group of teenagers they had never seen before. "They don't go to Hogwarts, right?"

"Of course." Hermione said, "There are many magic schools in the world, and there are more than a dozen in Europe alone. Of course, Hogwarts is the largest and strongest."

Harry and Ron nodded. Hogwarts included all the wizards in the UK. It would be amazing to say that it was not the most powerful.

Harry had never thought that there were other magic schools before, but thinking about it, he had never seen young wizards from other countries in Hogwarts, right?

He was so stupid that he never realized this problem.

Harry glanced at Hermione, suddenly feeling a little more prepared.

They separated in front of the tent, and Ron and his brothers walked on, back to their camp.

"The Weasley boy?" James raised his head and asked. He was playing with matches. There were many matches scattered on the ground around him. He didn't look worried at all.

"Well, it's Ron and his twin brothers, Fred and George." Harry said, "Haven't you lit the fire yet?"

Sirius stood behind James, looking at him with a "kind" expression.

"Obviously James is interested in this stuff."

"Oh!" James finally struck a match, exclaimed, and then quickly threw it away.

"Now do you know why you can't light the firewood?" Sirius said helplessly, "If you ask me, can't I just use the wand?"

"No, no, no, we have to do it the Muggle way," James retorted.

Sirius looked around at the tents, "But look, we don't even have breakfast."

James' face instantly turned red. He timidly took out his wand from his pocket, fearing that no one would see him. Then he pointed it at the pile of firewood and said, "The flames are blazing."

"Wouldn't it be better if it was like this?" Sirius snorted, took the kettle from Harry's hand, and placed it on the firewood.

The fire was so strong that the firewood was used up quickly, and Harry had to go pick up more firewood and bring it back.

When he came back with the firewood, James, Sirius and Hermione were already sitting around the fire eating omelettes, sausages and drinking tea.

"You can't bully me like this!" Harry threw the firewood on the open space aside with resentment.

"Come on, have some breakfast." Sirius said, picking up a piece of sausage with his fork. "You can't go to the game hungry."

Harry took the fork and sat down sullenly.

Sirius and James looked at each other and laughed.

Harry was only halfway through eating when a man strode over, waving as he walked, "James!"

"Ludo!" James also stood up and greeted the man excitedly, "Long time no see."

"Yeah, it's been a long time." said the man. He was wearing yellow and black clothes, with a huge wasp printed on his chest like a splash of ink. The clothes were tightly wrapped around him, and it could be seen that -

He has gained weight.

The whole belly was sticking out.

"Aha!" the man laughed, "the weather is really nice, isn't it? The weather is really great! Where can you find such weather!"

"Ludo Bagman, Director of the Department of Physical Education and Sports in the Ministry of Magic." Sirius whispered to Harry, "He was a friend of ours when we were in school, and later became a batsman for the Wimbourne Hornets. "