This Hogwarts isn't normal.

In the VIP private room,

Vincent was surrounded by the big men in the magic world and asked about his well-being.

He was stunned by Sirius in the corner with ease.

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Elegant conversation, decent behavior, and generous behavior, you can't deal with it casually.

When the Scottish team and Luxembourg team made their debut one after another, Vincent, who had a stiff smile, was finally "let go" by the big guys.

He sat in the front row, between Forge and Dumbledore.

There is one, there is two, and there is two, there is three.

Sirius smacked his lips and gave him a thumbs up.

The big guys sat down one after another, and Moody, who was holding a crutch, came to the corner quietly.

He sat next to Sirius, "Long time no see, boy."

"Long time no see, Mr. Moody."

The two are both members of the Order of the Phoenix and are the only two different types in the entire VIP private room.

Sirius disdains to get close to the so-called big shots in the magic world, while Moody doesn't like to get in the chaotic crowd.

The two of them greeted them briefly, and then they began to watch the game silently.

The Scottish team lost the start and lost three goals in a row.

Bagman, who was the commentator, spoke in disappointment, but he did not say anything too partial.

In another box, the twins didn't care as much about the game as before.

It’s not that they didn’t make bets, but that they were rejected by Bagman.

A bad gambling man can even change his mind?

Although the probability is as low as Fudge's outfit on the street in women's clothing, the twins have to accept this magical reality.

According to the words of good buddy Vincent, it is better not to be too greedy in life.

150 Jin Jialong is enough to study automatic inkjet quills and coquettish little creatures. It is not too abundant but it will not slow down too much progress.

"Ahhhh--" The friends sitting in front suddenly burst into strange screams.

The Scottish team lost the goal again.

0:40, a big disadvantage.

I'm afraid this situation is not about breaking the English team's record of 10:390.

The twins suddenly became energetic.

They were not optimistic about the Scottish team at first. If Bagman was willing to take on bets, it would be a double profit.

Rounding it, that's a whole of 100 million!

"I lost it, I lost it."

"I've lost a lot."

Every time the Luxembourg team scores a goal, the twins wail sounds in the box.

Until Molly caught them and preached, the score had reached 0:150.

The Scottish team, who had passed by the championship, was actually beaten to the point of falling, and booing was heard from the audience below.

Even if he tried his best to win two goals, the fans' boos had never stopped.

20:280, slightly better than the English team, but how good is it?

With such a big score difference, even if Hector Lamont catches the Golden Flying Thieves, he will still lose it ugly.

The game ended at 20:460, and the Scottish team left the court in shame by directly riding a broom.

With such poor results, their pre-match interviews immediately became the biggest joke of the year.

Someone will cry, and some will laugh.

The Luxembourg team, who was promoted to the semi-finals, happily took the podium.

They won so easily that they would probably wake up laughing when they dreamed at night.

At this time, the atmosphere in the VIP private room was very strange.

The celebration banquet carefully prepared by the British Ministry of Magic was ruined. If it weren't for the International Wizards' Federation delegation present, the big guys would have probably started to curse long ago.

Daying has the last hope tomorrow night, Wells team.

The semi-finals dare not expect too much, just don’t lose too badly.

But all this has nothing to do with Vincent.

Because he left using the excuse to go to the bathroom early in the middle of the game.

Sirius was followed closely by.

They hid in the corridor and watched the remaining game, and cursed while watching.

The problem for the Scottish team is even bigger than that of the England team.

Except for the goalkeeper Hector Lamont, the remaining six players were confused like sleepwalking, and they were just here to play.

When the two got up and went back, they happened to meet Moody who was leaving An Jing.

The old world is the old world, and I can endure the game until the end of the game.

Vincent greeted politely, "Long time no see, Mr. Moody."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

After a few simple conversations, Sirius suggested finding a place to reminisce about the past and have a drink.

It doesn't matter to Vincent, just don't go to places where there are wizards.

Moody did not refuse either.

The purpose of Dumbledore's invitation to watch the game was actually to allow him to have more contact with the outside world and not always stay at home alone and think about it.

The three quietly left the gym and came to an open-air bar on Devon Beach.

It's past 1 a.m., and there are only a few tables of Muggle tourists coming for vacation.

The waiter walked over timidly with the menu in his arms.

Moody's face was full of scars, wearing a fake eye that could move, and even missing a leg, which was hard not to be scary.

Vincent ordered two glasses of whiskey in the gentle tone that could be, then pushed the menu in front of him, "Mr. Moody, what wine do you want to order?"

"No need." Moody took out a rose-colored wine pot from his coat pocket, "I'll just drink this."

"What about eating?"

"No, I'm not hungry yet."

Sirius picked up the menu and ordered some seafood barbecue, "Mr. Moody, I didn't expect you to have the habit of carrying wine with you."

Moody shook the wine pot in his hand, "It's not wine, but water."

ah?

This legendary Auror was too cautious, and Vincent didn't know what to say.

Sirius next to him seized the opportunity and reached out to grab the wine pot, "Mr. Moody, you are too dissatisfied. We have known each other for more than ten years."

Moody glared at the stern face, "Boy, what do you know? Be careful, is always right."

Sirius opened the lid of the wine pot and sniffed it, "It's really water."

He looked at the trembling waiter, "I'll ask for another cup of whiskey, so order so much for now."

Moody snatched back the wine pot, "Alcohol will affect my judgment, I want to drink it."

Sirius was speechless.

What kind of legendary Auror is actually just a stubborn little old man.

Three cups of whiskey were delivered quickly.

Sirius blinked at Vincent, who raised his glass with understanding.

"cheers!"

After half a glass of wine, the two of them began to praise them in an exaggerated way.

"Soft mouth, mellow aftertaste, good wine!"

"The aroma is rich and the fruity taste is clear, it is indeed a rare good wine!"

How could Moody not know that these two little devils are seducing him?

He calmly took a sip of water.

After the seafood barbecue came on, Vincent picked up a grilled oyster and ate it.

"Well... fresh, sweet and juicy, delicious!"

Sirius was even more exaggerated. Before he could eat it, he closed his eyes and enjoyed it. "Oh... I smelled the sea!"

Moody's hand holding the wine pot trembled slightly.

He glanced at the seafood barbecue on the table and drank another sip of water with some annoyance.

Vincent and Sirius looked at each other.

If you work harder, you will definitely be able to defeat this stubborn little old man.

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