v5 Chapter 69： I want to vote for Fujiwara 0 and 1!

Little Tom has been very honest lately... Of course, being honest means not doing things in the camp.

Compared with the wizard who kidnapped Astoria, he was as docile as Hagrid's Lou Wei, William's little black robe, and Anne's silver wings.

Recently, he even ran out every other day, not knowing why. Professor Babu Ling, a spy who just started, doesn't even know.

Tom is still in a shadow state, and he has no intention of resurrecting in the short term.

Because I was finally resurrected in the United States...turned back to the United Kingdom and died again.

This is the second time he has died. The last time was in the Chamber of Secrets and was killed by Stark.

This time the murderer, Tom has not figured out who it is.

But that's what's scary.

He was clearly in the dark, but somehow it became the light, and the wizard who killed him became the dark.

This dark and light change made Tom a little wary.

Tom had suspected Stark, but he was watching the game that night. Tom also did not think that he would be killed twice by the same one.

The Dark Lord will not be killed twice by the same opponent!

This bit of confidence...he still has it!

Regarding Tom's wandering around... William thought about it, suspecting that he was probably also taking this opportunity to find his Horcrux.

Although Tom made a plan to let Dumbledore and Stark kill Voldemort...

But if he controls the life and death of the Horcrux himself, or destroys the Horcrux by others, he will definitely choose the former.

But Tom wanted to find the Horcrux, and it wasn't that simple.

As the earliest Horcrux, you can guess Slytherin's ring... To a large extent, it means that at the age of sixteen, he has already obtained the ring.

When I was making a diary at the age of sixteen, I had the idea of ​​turning the ring into a Horcrux, and I also thought of hiding it in the old house of Gaunt.

But the Horcrux after that, whether it's an item or a location... can only be guessed by himself.

Tom had to guess what he would be... thinking in a few years or even decades.

(Tom: The future Voldemort is like shit! Who could have imagined...what was on his mind!)

For example, Ravenclaw's crown, little Tom must not know.

Otherwise, when he was in the Chamber of Secrets, he would have taken the crown away instead of leaving it there, and was finally discovered by the Dementors.

Of course, the above are all speculations that William and Hermione finally got after thinking hard all night.

Tom's dormancy, the quietness of the absconding wizard... make the camp safer than ever.

Everyone is talking about the upcoming finals.

Ireland vs Bulgaria!

Every day, major newspapers analyze historical records.

But going back to the last time we played against each other, it was the group stage 250 years ago. At that time, both sides were eliminated in the top sixteen.

This doesn't have much reference value.

The bricklayers can only compare the teams they have played against and conduct indirect strength and weakness arguments.

The British media naturally blew Ireland out of the atmosphere.

And the Bulgarian team...relying on Krum, who has the title of'Bagman Successor'...hardly supported.

As we all know, Ludo Bagman was crownless in his life, which is no doubt a hint that Krum...gone.

"The Daily Prophet" even commented on Krum: The world's No. 1 blowing XX does not depend on teammates.

He also said that he is the number one tumor of the Bulgarian team, playing a big name and spraying the coach, why does he have the highest salary in the team?

Even, the commentator wrote at the end: Krum's physical flight ability is seriously insufficient, and the team he is in is equal to missing half of the person.

Shrimp pork heart!

Of course, commentators don't think Ireland is invincible.

The national team must kick one of the Chasers and replace it with a younger, more talented Stark.

Only in this way can you block the last short board and become the ultimate body!

The Bulgarian media also criticized the Irish Quidditch team in various ways.

When they criticized the Seeker, they said he hugged the batter's thigh and went shopping on the course during the game.

When criticizing the batsman, they say that without the offensive pressure of the chaser, they can't even deal with the Bludgers.

When criticizing Chasers, they say that there is no double-team of Seekers, and they can't even get close to the rim.

Bulgaria has also developed a ring-leg hugging theory.

Therefore, there is no thigh hug in this world, or everyone is hugging the thigh.

Among them, the most ridiculous is the Japanese newspaper, they portrayed Krum as a hexagonal warrior, a hunter for the ball and a dragon.

Then, Ireland was rated as the strongest team on the surface!

Japan's Minister of Magic Abe was excited. Seeing that the World Cup in England was held so successfully, he also wanted to bet on a wave of national luck.

Hedge it daily.

Chongchong...healthier.

But just think about it, because he is going to step down this summer.

Recently, several countries are still arguing, and the Magical Congress of the United States asked him to charge in to criticize Stark and ask Stark to compensate the Albanian forest.

How can Minister Abe stand up?

I can only tell you that he has ulcerative colitis and must step down in August.

After William found out, he backhandedly called on his Japanese fans to vote for the genius witch, Chika Fujiwara, and make her the next minister.

At the entrance of William's tent, a group of reporters squatted every day, waiting to ask him which team would win.

At times like this, William is of course outspoken...the Irish national team will win.

He had to pretend to be an Egrand fan and have a firm tone.

At this time, if you don't support the Irish team, you will be sprayed as a **** (Bulgarian), and you will be expelled from your nationality in minutes.

Ludo has also come to William every day recently, asking him about the bet this time.

In fact, many people dare not follow William's bet this time.

After all, he has appeared, five or six wrong things in a row...that's outrageous!

But there was also a performance that earned half a million Galleons.

Almost the wizards in the entire gambling world are watching.

Professor William, McGonagall, and Professor Trelawney, the three of them are now... the weather vane.

The day before the final,

Terenei finally arrived at the camp from Venice.

Hermione was very happy, the three had only experienced life and death adventures in Venice not long ago, and this kind of friendship was always cherished.

A room was reserved for her in the tent, and the three of them wandered around the camp.

William asked, "Why are you here so late?"

Terenei didn't wear leather this time, but high-waisted trousers and boots.

I don't know where the legs started, it seems that the legs are all under the chest.

This beautiful figure against the sky has attracted the attention of countless wizards.

"It took a little more time to transform Dragone." Terenei blinked, "So it was delayed."

"What did you change?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Surprise... I can't tell you now." Terenei looked smug. "In order to transform it, I dismantled several warships."

"..."

"It's fine." Terenei patted William on the shoulder carelessly and gave him a wink.

"Anyway, I have an amnesty. In Italy, as long as you don't kill people and set fires, you can do whatever you want."

William rolled her eyes at her, always feeling that the amnesty order was going to be wrong.

"Where's the ship?" Hermione asked curiously.

"I didn't drive over, there are all Aurors here." Terenei shook her head, "I'm afraid the British Aurors will say that I illegally modified Muggle items, and then they will be detained by me."

William said softly: "It's okay, I have you in the UK."

Terenei smiled and said, "This is what you said, Hermione, you heard it."

"Although it was William who said it, you should be careful not to ruin London." Hermione said to William.

"Tsk tsk...you two, it's still the same." Terenei said with a smile.

"Besides, destroying everywhere, that's what you two do. It's you two who destroyed St. Mark's Basilica."

William rolled his eyes again.

"William, Hermione..." At this moment, a shout came from a distance.

William looked up and saw that it was Harry and Ron.

After a while, Ron gained a lot of weight, especially his face, which was as swollen as a wasp sting.

Well, that's... being beaten by Mrs. Weasley.

"Your classmates?" Terenei narrowed her eyes and glanced curiously at Ron's face.

Ron's face flushed instantly.

He stared blankly at Terene, opened his mouth to answer, but only made some strange little noises, as if his throat was stuck.

"It's our classmate," William said. "Harry, long time no see."

"Yeah, but I often see you two in the newspaper." Harry couldn't wait:

"Congratulations to both of you for another Medal of Italy, wonderful adventure.

By the way, you received Xiaotian..."

He glanced at Terenei and stopped talking. Sirius is still a wanted criminal and cannot be known to outsiders.

"I received a letter, Sirius will come at night." William said directly.

He has nothing to hide. Terene is the witch who killed the Italian Secretary General Martell.

Compared with the Venice incident, Sirius was wanted for escape from prison.

There's nothing to hide from Traene.

"Ah, that's great... can I visit your tent?" Harry asked after a moment's hesitation. "I mean... is Autumn here?"

"Yes." William suppressed a smile. "Right, what are you doing?"

"Draw water." Harry held up the bucket in his hand.

Ron finally stopped staring at Terenei, and he hurriedly said:

"If you want to fetch water, don't go to the water dragon, there are too many people and there is a long queue.

On the other side of the camp, there is a well. There's hardly anyone there..."

Ron glanced at Brienne and said in a hoarse voice: "I can take you to Harry and I just tasted it, the well water is dry..."

William and Hermione looked at each other with strange expressions.

"Is it the well in the northwest corner?"

"Yeah... have you been there?"

William looked at Harry and Ron pityingly.

On the day of the opening ceremony, the England national team suffered a fiasco, the fans exploded, and many wizards got drunk and used it as a toilet...

Now, there are wizards who go there to urinate every day. Especially those bear children.

Merlin...Harry and Ron still...drink? !

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(Ask for recommended tickets and monthly tickets, everyone.

I am also very helpless in the evening, and I offer three thousand words. )