Chapter 457 I am your younger brother

After Kangna arrived, it was natural for her to join the team. ╰╮

A group of people pushed the cart and walked through the crowded tents. They each picked something to wear on their bodies to attract everyone's attention.

Business is not bad.

During this period, Kyle also found an opportunity to ask Kreacher something about Regulus, but he couldn't explain clearly. He just choked and said that Master Regulus was becoming more and more like what he was before.

"I guess it's almost time to get better." Kyle thought to himself.

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There are more and more people on the field.

"After working hard all summer, it was finally not in vain." Fred looked at the half-empty fireworks box and wiped the sweat from his forehead with satisfaction.

By noon, a few hungry people had already pushed the cart to the end of the venue.

George looked around and whispered: "Where is it... Didn't Li Qiaodan say it's nearby here?"

He was looking for the location of the Weasley's camp.

I was running in such a hurry that I forgot to ask them about the location of their tent. Fortunately, I met Li Jordan, a classmate from Hogwarts and the school's Quidditch match commentator.

He told Fred that he had seen Harry and their sister in the woods beside the field before.

Then a few people found this place. ♦♜

It was almost noon now, and they planned to finish lunch before continuing.

"Oh, over there..." After looking around, Cedric suddenly pointed to the tent in the open space not far away. Harry and Ron had just walked out of it carrying a pot.

On the other side of the tent was Mr. Weasley, fiddling with a pile of firewood.

"Oh...why did it disappear again? I remember Hermione did this before."

He lay on the ground and kept blowing on the long-extinguished firewood with his mouth. His whole body looked gray and gray.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Fred walked over and asked doubtfully, "Did you forget your wand at home?"

"Don't forget to be aware of Muggle safety regulations." Mr. Weasley stood up and rubbed his sore neck from tilting his head all the time.

"I think we'll have to wait a while before lunch." George muttered behind him, "Dad likes this rule so much."

"Where have you been?" Mr. Weasley did not hear his words and stood up and asked, "Why did it take you so long to come back? I thought you were lost."

"It's like feeling the atmosphere of the World Cup in advance." Fred said, "The wizards here are so enthusiastic."

"The World Cup, everyone has been looking forward to it for a long time..." Mr. Weasley said.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed the unfamiliar face behind Fred.

"I think you must be Kangna. ♦♛♡" he asked.

"Connor Prince!" Connor said quickly: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Weasley."

"Me too, kid." Mr. Weasley said, "Come in, I've borrowed a tent big enough this time, and you can choose your own room.

But lunch might have to wait a while, I have to figure out how to get these... Oh, who are you! "

When Mr. Weasley turned around, he found that there was a house elf behind him.

And the firewood that he had tinkered with for a long time without any movement was now burning brightly.

"Sorry, Mr. Weasley," Connor said, "He is Kreacher. I brought him here. He doesn't know there are safety regulations to protect against Muggles!"

"Okay, it doesn't matter..." Mr. Weasley looked a little disappointed, but he still said: "Our tent is at the very back. Even if we occasionally use magic, Mr. Roberts won't notice it..."

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What a shame, he felt like he would learn to use matches soon.

But now that the problem of making a fire has been solved, we can't put it out and start over again.

Mr. Weasley placed a pot on the fire and carefully adjusted its position.

He originally wanted to cook some stew and make do with it, but Kreacher had already consciously picked up the spoon and looked up at him from the side.

Mr. Weasley was a little uncomfortable being stared at. He felt inexplicably that he had taken someone else's job, so he subconsciously gave up his current position.

Kreacher walked over naturally and started playing with the stew pot.

"All right……"

Mr. Weasley stepped aside. He looked at Connor who was hesitant to speak, and took the initiative to say: "It's good to have a house elf help occasionally... At least you don't have to go to the game hungry."

Obviously, he has a clear understanding of his cooking skills.

At this time, other people who went to fetch water also came back.

As soon as Percy saw Fred and George, he started scolding them for running around.

"You are causing trouble to Dad again." He said pretentiously, "And you will also affect the work of other people in the department. It's best to be quiet. If I find out what tricks you are trying to pull, I will... "

"Take points from us?" Fred said, pretending to be scared, "But we're not at Hogwarts right now."

"And you're not the student body president anymore," George said.

"Not even a prefect..."

The two laughed.

But Bill noticed the trolley parked nearby.

He picked up a firework and threw it.

"boom!"

Fireworks exploded, and a huge four-leaf clover suddenly appeared in the air.

"It turns out it's you..." He said with a smile, "My friend Baku told me that he bought some interesting gadgets, and the price was not expensive. But when I came to find them, you had already left."

Upon hearing this, Fred immediately became interested and said, "Do you need it? Two kilos each, ten and one galleons."

"The one just now is for you." George said.

"It's indeed a good deal." Bill smiled and took out a Galleons, "Thank you, I want the Irish team's."

Charlie on the side also bought Bulgarian fireworks.

Hearing the noise outside, all the people who had been in the tent came out and gathered around the cart curiously.

"How much does this cost?" Ron asked, picking up a hat.

"One galleon," Fred said.

"It's so expensive." Ron touched his pocket, "How much should I pay..."

"One galleon."

Ron frowned and said, "I'm your brother!"

"Oh." Fred and George looked at each other and said at the same time: "Two galleons!"

Ron angrily threw his hat back into the car, and everyone else couldn't help laughing.

Harry kept his mouth shut and tried not to laugh out loud. Ron was his friend, so he couldn't show too much gloating.

But everyone also bought something.

Hermione and Ginny liked the hairpins very much, and Mr. Weasley changed into a Bulgarian hat. Harry bought the most, taking some of everything except the hairpins, and then gave half to Ron.