[HP] My lovely little prince

It's a pity that when several people wanted to find Principal Dumbledore the next day, the principal had disappeared. Professor McGonagall temporarily took over the duties of Principal Dumbledore. Harry originally wanted to wait for Principal Dumbledore to come back, but Anna insisted on telling the professor immediately, after all, it was about the Dark Lord's prophecy.

Obviously, anything about the Dark Lord is not trivial, and Professor McGonagall let him go after talking with Harry for a long time, and Harry remained under Professor McGonagall's protection until the end of the semester Oh, God is my witness, in the last two weeks of Harry's school, there were not less than ten people around him!Especially Professor Flitwick, a mysterious man, who knows where he came from. Anyway, Anna looked around casually more than once, and saw Professor Flitwick not far away.

Until the end of the semester, Harry didn't have a chance to be alone even for a while, but Anna and Draco got along well. Since the last intimate contact in the secret passage, Anna and Draco even It could be regarded as a relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, but regarding this relationship, Anna expressed the wish to keep it a secret for the time being. After all, one of them is Slytherin and the other is Gryffindor, and everyone in the academy is watching.

Two weeks passed quickly. No matter how reluctant Draco was, he could only say goodbye to Anna. Anna still planned to spend this summer vacation in Italy. As for the Quidditch World Cup, Anna did not plan to For fun, she didn't care much about the Quidditch World Cup.

"Don't you really want to take a look? There is a Bulgarian team participating this year, including Victor Krum." In the corner of the school where no one was around, Draco was still persevering in convincing his girlfriend.

"Okay, okay, I get it, I will go to the finals, but don't expect me to watch all of them, at most the finals, okay, no matter what team is in the finals, I will only watch it once." Anna couldn't hold back her boyfriend, and finally agreed reluctantly.

During the time before the holiday, the two lovers did not communicate much. Draco wanted to send a few letters through the international special line, but unfortunately Anna said that she didn't want it. Anna actually hoped that Draco's house could install a telephone. It's something that can be solved by dialing a few numbers. It takes more than ten days to wait for a letter to be mailed by the international special line. It's crazy.

The Quidditch World Cup is held in mid-August, and there will be group matches between July and August. Although Anna is not interested, the Italian version of the Daily Prophet keeps up with the trend and will broadcast the progress of the World Cup almost every day .

Anna's grandfather, Mr. Strange, would complain at home all day long, that Italy didn't broadcast such a big event, or that wizards didn't have anything to broadcast. What about broadcasting.

In fact, Anna's grandfather really wanted to watch the live game, but Mrs. Strange said, no, you don't want to go, so the grandfather could only say, yes, I don't want to.

Of course, this doesn't work for Anna. Anna said that holding Mrs. Strange's arm is a good way to act like a baby, not to mention going to England to watch the game half a month in advance, and even the board and lodging are properly arranged. , packed the luggage for the good granddaughter, stuffed enough money, and the Strange old couple watched Anna fly to the Quidditch World Cup with all the money.

There is also a door key directly leading to the Quidditch World Cup venue from Italy, but relatively speaking, the process is very uncomfortable. The discomfort of the door key and the transmission distance have increased exponentially. When you need to fly halfway around the world, during the transmission process The painful feeling may cause some weak wizards to die suddenly.

At least Anna thought so.

After receiving the Portkey provided by the Italian Ministry of Magic and using it at the designated time, Anna felt that her internal organs had completed a gymnastics in her body with an irresistible momentum, and every organ made you feel deeply In their existence, there has never been such a moment, Anna can feel the location of every internal organ, she is floating in an illusion in a feeling of vomiting, her feet fly into the ground, and then heavily fell to the ground.

Anna put her hands on the grass and vomited profusely. When she had nothing to vomit, she could only clutch her chest and retch.

"At ten twenty-three, from Italy. Portkey for the international line."

Anna struggled to stand up, and found that in front of her were two adult wizards with expressions. The one on the left was holding a golden pocket watch, while the other was holding a thick roll of parchment and a quill. It looks like a Muggle style, but it's obviously a very different kind.

The man with the gold watch was wearing a tweed suit and a pair of thigh-length high barrel overshoes, while the man with the parchment was wearing a pleated skirt like that worn by Scottish Highland men. Wearing a South American-style cloak, the clothes of the two of them can be described in four words, neither fish nor fowl.

"Good morning, sir." Anna calmed herself down, took out a tissue from her pocket and wiped her mouth.

"Good morning, Miss Marceau," the gentleman with the gold watch waved his wand to clean up the vomit on the ground, then floated the beautiful portkey handkerchief and threw it into the box next to him.

Anna glanced at the box. There were all kinds of things in it. There was a broken shoe that even a broken shoe repairman would not mend, a top hat with a crack, a teacup, a spoon, and even a The urinals in the hospital are all kinds of strange things.

"Your camp is... a short walk from here, within a quarter of the camp, the first camp is there. The manager of your camp is Mr. Roberts."

The gentleman holding the parchment said that Anna was really uncomfortable, so he nodded and hurried to the camp. The game was going to be in the evening, so Anna just wanted to find her own camp quickly. Lie on the bed and rest for a while.

Her footsteps hurried across the swamp, and Anna didn't even have time to be afraid. After all, the entire swamp was deserted and there was only thick fog.After walking for a long time, Anna saw a door, and then a small stone house. Through the thick fog, Anna could barely see hundreds of tents with strange shapes crowded behind the stone house. together.

Not far ahead, a black figure appeared vaguely in the thick fog. Anna looked at it for a while before realizing that it was a person.

From the way he dressed and behaved, this man was probably the only real Muggle present.

As if hearing Anna's footsteps, the black figure turned his head to look at where Anna came from.

"Good morning." Anna greeted with her handbag.

"Good morning," said Mr. Muggle.

"Are you Mr. Roberts, the camp administrator?"

Anna asked politely.

"Of course, it is. Who are you?" Mr. Roberts opened the notebook in his hand, as if checking something.

"Anna Marceau, or Georgia Strange, I'm not sure what name my grandfather gave me, but I booked a vacant lot anyway."

"Oh, yes, I saw it. It's Anna Marceau's name. It's only for one night, right?"

Mr. Roberts quickly searched through the notebook, and soon found Anna's name.

"Yes, that's right." Anna nodded.

"Your money has been transferred before, and we have confirmed it. You don't need to pay any additional fees. Your location is by the woods. This is the floor plan of the camp, and your open space is at this location."

Mr. Roberts handed over a floor plan, and he kindly made a circle on the map, as well as the current location of the two, which was of great help to Anna.

According to the floor plan provided by the kind Mr. Roberts, Anna quickly found her place in the gaps of a pile of tents. Obviously, the surrounding tents were very unconscious, and more or less occupied part of Anna's place, but Fortunately, wizards have their own way of dealing with all this. Anna took out a miniature tent model from her handbag, and just threw it on the ground. Even the spell was useless. The tent was like Harry's blown tent. Like a flatulent aunt, she immediately swelled up.

Originally a small model, it turned into a flat-topped four-corner tent in just a few seconds. Anna lifted the curtain and walked into the tent. It was only one square meter in size from the outside, but it was only when you walked in that you knew what was inside. heaven and earth.

This tent is like a single apartment, with one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, even the air conditioner and refrigerator are inside. No Muggle would believe that this is actually a wizard's tent.

"Excuse me, is that Anna Marceau?"

Anna entered the living room and threw her handbag on the sofa in the living room. Just as she was about to lie down, she heard the sound of the door. The curtain of the tent looked light and fluffy, but in fact it was densely packed with defensive runes. No one can get in.

"Yes, who is it?"

Anna sat up and cried.

"Anna, it's me, Harry!"

When Harry passed by just now, he thought he had read it wrong, so he boldly came over to ask, but he didn't expect that it was really Anna.

"Hey, Harry, what a coincidence!"

Anna ran to the door and opened the curtain, inviting Harry and the others to come in.

Harry was followed by Ron, Hermione, the twins and Ginny.

"Did you all come to the Quidditch World Cup too? I didn't expect to meet you here."

It was already the day before the holiday when Anna promised Draco. At that time, no one mentioned anything about Quidditch, and naturally they didn't mention anything about the World Cup.

"Indeed, we didn't expect that Ron smiled foolishly and touched the back of his head."

"Are you planning to go out for a stroll?" Anna asked, looking at the things that several people were still holding in their hands.

Hermione nodded: "Yes, we arrived at five o'clock in the morning, and we've been there for quite a while. Harry and Ron couldn't sit still, so they wanted to go out for a stroll. Do you want to come together?"

Anna's mind is willing, but her body says no, you can't.

"No, Hermione, I've just been transported from Italy, and I'm still dizzy. You go, we can go to the competition venue together in the evening. I'm in the box on the twelfth floor. I Grandpa booked a box for me, I heard that the space inside is quite spacious, you are welcome to come and play with me anytime."

Seeing that Anna's face was really pale, Ginny took the lead in expressing her understanding.