Chapter 282 Pure Blood under the Trend of Interest
In the camp.
After chatting with a French girl with a thick accent, Ino finally learned the latest situation of the videoscope.
Draco and Marcus, or Malfoy and Flint, and many pure-blood families joined forces, and a large number of finished videoscopes quietly entered the market in a half-sale and half-gift manner.
Just like the French girl before, after buying some love potions from the extraordinary potion, she was told that she had won the lottery.
After paying ten Sickles, she got a 15-inch videoscope in a daze. It is said that it can shoot continuously for more than three hours, and it is promised that the image can be preserved for at least ten years.
To be honest, Ino's first reaction after hearing it was speechless. Giving photography equipment to a girl who bought a love potion...
It's simply outrageous.
Although it feels absurd, it also reflects the execution ability of the local pure-bloods in disguise.
After the Malfoy Manor banquet, Ino completely let go of power, and all developments on Brijuni Island will be implemented according to the decisions of the shareholders' meeting.
And now, not only is there no disappointment, but there are even more unexpected surprises.
Limited-time shooting, this is really marketing.
Changing a reusable item into a disposable consumable.
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Time always passes by inadvertently.
Three days passed in a flash.
During this period, Ino really felt the charm of magic.
Wizards from all over the world gathered together, bringing all kinds of magical experiences that are far beyond the reach of Hogwarts or Diagon Alley.
For a moment, he even wanted to buy an island and transform it into an amusement park for wizards all over the world.
However, all this is also in the planning stage, and the most urgent task is to do a good job of the opening concert.
As time approaches, Old Flint also sent a reply from the Ministry of Magic, and the song selected was "The Cup of Life", which is the theme song for the next 98 years.
Ino was not surprised by this choice.
There are many theme songs for the Muggle Football World Cup, but the passionate "The Cup of Life" can definitely be ranked among the top.
Because this song is more like tailor-made for sports, without spending money lavishly, without fame and fortune, but pure passion and carnival.
Similarly, Old Flint not only brought letters from the Ministry of Magic, but also sent a full ten sets of exquisite evening gowns of different styles.
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As time went on, the population of the entire camp continued to expand.
"It's amazing!"
Looking at the boundless camp, Sirius admired sincerely, and beside him were Harry and the Weasley family.
"Yes, Fudge occasionally has some skills." Arthur took over the conversation, and his tone was also very proud.
This is more than just a little skill, it's like building a city in the wilderness. As a standard Englishman, Arthur really felt emotional.
"I heard when I got the tickets from Ludo that the Ministry sold about 100,000 tickets. Now it seems that there are probably more than 100,000 people..."
100,000 people!
At this moment, including Harry and all the Weasley children, they were shocked by this number and couldn't speak.
Especially Harry, who once naively thought that the prosperity of Diagon Alley and the noise of Hogwarts were already the center of the wizarding world.
Arthur seemed to have seen the changes in Harry.
"Children, the wizarding world is not just Hogwarts, the outside world is huge..."
"However, our first task is to set up the tent! If nothing goes wrong, we will spend the next few days here."
Arthur clapped his hands and looked up at the sky. They set out from Stoat Hill in the morning, and the sun was approaching noon.
"No need to bother with the tent!" Sirius stopped the busyness of several people.
"A week ago, they divided the territory for me, and I also asked Kreacher to build the tent, which is enough to accommodate all of us."
Seeing that he couldn't do it, Arthur suddenly felt a little disappointed.
"Okay... Then I'll listen to you."
After reaching a consensus, everyone followed Sirius to get back on the road.
After all, as an ancient pure-blood family, the Black family's tents would obviously not be set up casually in such an ordinary area.
In fact, it's not just the Black family. Many prestigious people have their tents set up in the area closest to the competition venue.
About half an hour later.
Everyone followed Sirius to the luxurious location in the core.
The reason for saying this is that the style and design here are too different from the areas they passed before.
Unlike the triangular simple tents on the outermost layer that are like slums, what is placed here is more like a luxurious small palace than a tent.
The most intuitive concept is the four-story luxurious small castle not far away.
There are gardens, coronas, fountains, towers, etc. What's more, even if it is just a temporary camp, the other party still puts a few white peacocks in the garden for viewing.
This luxurious feeling, except for Sirius, who is not surprised, everyone present, including Harry, feels a little uncomfortable.
But only George and Fred did not react too much to this luxury, and even had an inexplicable confidence.
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At the same time.
In the spacious tent like a palace.
Ino lay comfortably on the soft sofa.
After lunch, a short nap is the best choice.
"Aren't you nervous?"
Unlike the others who were still in the dark, Draco knew the process of the evening game very early.
"What's so nervous about this!" On the sofa, Ino opened his eyes slightly and whispered:
"Don't look at the crowd, in fact, the real face is always only yourself."
"Only face yourself?" Draco repeated thoughtfully.
"Yes! This is what my teacher told me! People who can face themselves calmly can always face everyone calmly, even under the attention of the whole world, they can still be calm and composed."
While speaking, Ino couldn't help but recall the past.
In that fantasy world, the Royal Theatre was not much worse than it is now, and it can even be said to be better than it is now.
Ignoring Draco who was lost in thought, Ino closed his eyes again.
The story has been changed beyond recognition, but he doesn't regret it at all.
No matter how the story changes, the best thing is to change the protagonist. He used to be afraid of change because he had no sense of security. Now in this situation...
If Harry really can't hold up the banner, he doesn't mind playing a guest role.
After all, this is just a story that happened in a corner of the British Isles.
As Ino gradually fell asleep, Draco seemed to have figured something out. A gleam of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared in an instant.
But in just a few seconds, Draco looked more and more calm.
With a straight dress, from a distance, he didn't look like a fourth-grade student at all.
