Chapter 458 Interrupting Spellcasting (Fate of Pranksters

Chapter 458 Interrupting Spellcasting (Additional update by the mischievous Wheel of Fortune leader, 55)

As more and more people came to the venue, the tents gradually became less diverse.

When the first Bulgarian team flag was printed on the tent, everyone else could not sit still and added signs of support for the team to their tents, and the venue gradually became more distinct.

Occasionally, there will be a situation where a Bulgarian suddenly appears in the camp of Irish supporters, but the next second, that person will pack up his tent and move to the other camp.

At this time, the members of the Ministry of Magic responsible for managing the venue would also turn a blind eye and pretend not to see it.

However, the Weasley family did not participate.

After all, there are many of them, and they all support any team. They can't agree on the same opinions at all. Even if they want to take sides, they can only remain neutral and watch the excitement.

"I have never met so many foreign wizards." While waiting for dinner, Harry returned to the tent carrying a bucket of water.

This is the second time he has gone to fetch water.

Harry liked this job very much, because every time he went to fetch water, he could meet many wizards he had never seen before.

For example, not far from their tent, there were three African wizards with some kind of paint on their faces. Harry had never seen them use wands... because they could turn the roast on the stove automatically with just a move of their fingers. .

"Those people are really powerful." Harry whispered to Ron: "I remember Professor Flitwick said that this is wandless casting, a very high-end skill that even seventh-year graduates may not be able to learn. .

But they looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, not much older than us. "

"No, Harry." Bill, who happened to be passing by, heard his words and whispered: "Those people are from Wagadu Magic School. They are not used to using wands, but prefer ancient gesture magic."

"Wagadu School of Witchcraft and Wizardry...?" Harry repeated.

"Yes." Bill said, "Its address is in the Mountains of the Moon in Africa, as old as Hogwarts, where wands are considered the most insignificant commodity."

Harry nodded, trying not to look surprised.

Seeing wizards from so many countries on the field, he suddenly felt that he was so stupid before, and he never realized that Hogwarts was not the only magic school.

Soon, Kreacher had lunch ready.

There were so many of them that it was too crowded to eat in the tent, so Mr. Weasley set up a big table outside.

Everyone gathered in a circle, eating and discussing the upcoming game.

Ron tried his best to introduce others to how powerful Viktor Krum was, trying to persuade them to join the support of Bulgaria, but with little success.

Even Cedric pretended not to hear... He was also the only person present who was obviously a Seeker but supported the Irish team.

The remaining two Seekers, Harry and Charlie, are both loyal Bulgarian fans.

Just when Ron emphasized Krum's age for the third time, Mr. Weasley suddenly stood up, smiled and waved to a man who was striding towards him.

"Haha!" he said, "The most important person at the moment, Ludo!"

Ludo Bagman stood out in his former Wimbourne Wasps jersey. But this dress is a bit too small for him now. The robe is stretched tightly on his big belly. It seems that it must have been turned out temporarily, and he didn't even have time to modify the size.

"Aha, Arthur, what are you eating? I can smell the fragrance here from a long way away." Bagman shouted happily. He jumped up and down as he walked, as if there were springs under his feet. He was obviously in a state of excitement. A state of extreme excitement.

"Just an ordinary lunch," said Mr. Weasley. "If you don't mind, let's have some together."

"I would love to, but unfortunately I have already promised Volkov to have lunch with him."

Bagman said with a smile: "This young Bulgarian batsman probably wants to learn a trick from me. He is really a cunning boy, but I admire him very much."

Mr. Weasley laughed a few times.

At this time, Percy hurriedly stepped forward and reached out his hand, trying to leave a good impression on the Director of the Department of Physical Education and Sports of the Ministry of Magic.

"Ah, I almost forgot to introduce." Mr. Weasley said with a smile, "This is my son Percy, who just happened to work at the Ministry of Magic, and Bill and Charlie. They are all working abroad and just came back recently... Over there It's Kyle, and Cedric..."

Mr. Weasley introduced everyone one by one, but Bagman didn't seem to care much about this. He only looked up slightly after hearing Kyle's name.

When Mr. Weasley introduced Harry, he immediately turned his attention to the scar on Harry's forehead.

"Let me introduce it to you." Looking at Hermione's confused look, he continued: "This is Ludo Bagman, the best batsman in the history of the Wimbourne Hornets, who once represented England. World Cup.

And we were able to get such great tickets thanks to him. "

Bagman waved his hand with a smile on his face, as if to say it was nothing.

"Want to place a bet on the game, Arthur?"

After the greetings, he told the purpose of his visit. "I have persuaded Rody Pontner to bet with me. He said Bulgaria will score the first goal... Little Agatha Timms bet half of her farm and bet that the game will last for a week."

"Oh, all right." Mr. Weasley said, "I'll bet one Galleon on Ireland to win, okay?"

He didn't want to get involved at first, but considering that Bagman helped them get such a good ticket, he decided to cooperate.

"One Galleon?" Bagman seemed a little disappointed, but soon recovered his interest, "Great... Does anyone else want to participate?"

"We... Ouch!"

Fred was about to speak, but he immediately screamed and bent over.

Kel took his shoes off his feet and said calmly, "Sorry, Mr. Bagman, he just wanted to say that we just bought a lot of souvenirs and don't have much pocket money... Five copper knuts will do?"

"Oh, I can't bear to take all your pocket money." Bagman smiled politely and refused.

Then he looked at Mr. Weasley again, "Can you do me a favor? I've been looking for Barty Crouch. The officials of the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic are deliberately making things difficult for us, but I can't understand a word he says. Barty can solve this problem. He speaks about 150 languages."

"Mr. Crouch?" Percy suddenly became excited and restless when he heard the name.

His current behavior is exactly the same as when Ron mentioned Krum just now.

"Mr. Crouch can speak 200 languages, merman, turkey, and troll..."

"Oh!" Kyle exclaimed sincerely.

If it was just merman and troll, he could do it, but turkey... he was willing but not able.

But then again, who would want to talk to a turkey?

"Yes, you're right." Bagman said lazily, "Barty is really admirable in this regard... Ah, just as he was talking, he came, Barty!"

A wizard suddenly Apparated and appeared beside them.

Seeing the newcomer, Percy was so excited that he was out of breath and trembling like a mandrake pulled out of a pot.

"Ludo, I've been looking for you." Crouch's eyes quickly locked on Bagman and said, "The Bulgarians insist that we add twelve more seats to the top box. You'd better go and discuss this with them before the game starts."