Chapter 441： Flower and hand

To tell the truth, Lynn has never had a good impression of the Wizard of Mold Country.

This is not the prejudice inherited from his previous life, but the incident of Fontana in his third grade, which made him feel that the wizarding country from the other side of the Atlantic seemed to have some malice towards him.

And their positions are inherently opposed.

The death of Lynn's parents was attended by these moldy country wizards, and they also knew their own existence. There was not only a contradiction between the two, but also a great feud!

So Lynn has never forgotten the incident that the mold country wizard came to Hogwarts to provoke him. He came and went, and he was always thinking about when to find a chance to get back.

It’s just that there is no right time yet.

But if this year's Triwizard Tournament, the Wizards of Mold Country, also want to join in...

Hehe, Lynn thought they were putting their face in front of him and letting him slap, then he would be too happy.

After dinner, a group of them chatted in the camp for a while, and it didn't take long for the staff of the Ministry of Magic to completely suppress the wizards who gathered here to use magic.

Various signs of magic appeared everywhere in the camp, and at the same time, small merchants and vendors were apparating here constantly. All kinds of signs indicated that the Quidditch competition was about to begin.

Yes, there is no need to wait until the day, even at night, it does not hinder the start of the wizard game at all.

What's more, if you don’t catch the Golden Snitch, the game will go on forever. I don’t know how many days it will last.

Even in the handicap opened by the Ministry of Magic, there are bets on the time of the game, and the handicap is not inferior to the win-loss score.

The children are no longer staying in their camps, but scattered to visit the mobile market made up of wizards.

Harry, Ron and Xiao Bui ran to the wizard vendor who sold souvenirs from the Irish team, and bought a pure green pointed hat with a clover badge on it.

The three of them put their hats on their heads excitedly, and they continued to wander through the crowd as little green men. Harry also sold a panoramic telescope to Ron and Xiaobu as a gift to them.

Lynn and Hermione were also hanging out around.

"The wizard's life looks no different from a normal Muggle, and such a mobile market will be opened near large-scale events." Hermione looked up and said.

Neither of them is a fan of any team, and they have no interest in the Quidditch souvenirs that are being sold, but they are very new to the wizards who sell things.

"In other countries, this kind of place should be called a temple fair. Most people gather in one place, and naturally there will be more delicious and fun things."

Lynn looked up and thought for a while.

"In fact, there is very little research on humanistic traditions in the magic world.

The cultural habits of wizards are different from that of Muggles, but they are deeply related. The Muggle studies course set up in Hogwarts is an advancement in studying the humanities and history of Muggle society, but I have also listened to that course several times. There is a big problem in the way of lectures.

The professors of the Muggle Studies class subconsciously distinguished wizards from Muggles, just like wizards are humans, Muggles are not humans, so that the students in this class will unconsciously bring themselves into the perspective of the superiors. Look down to understand the various Muggle society.

However, wizards who are really interested in Muggles cannot learn more about what they want to know about this. For example, Mr. Weasley, when he was in school, Muggle Studies had already been set up, but even if he did the same Muggle's level of interest is still not much higher than that of other wizards. "

Hermione also nodded thoughtfully.

"This should also be related to the unstable history of the magical world in recent years. Since the twentieth century, the entire European magical world has not been truly stable. The development of humanities must be based on a stable social order, in an era of turmoil. People are not in the mood to think about these things that cannot give themselves safety."

Harry and the others absolutely couldn't think of the two-person world they deliberately created for Lynn and Hermione, and what they were discussing as a result.

What else can we talk about between Xueba and Xueba?

Of course, perhaps for Xueba, this is not a taste.

While they were wandering, Hermione's eyes stopped moving when they saw one direction.

There is a wizard who is selling flowers. He is holding a lot of big red roses. Of course, this kind of thing is not sold to lovers on this occasion.

The rose is the national flower of Bulgaria, and the main color of the Bulgarian Quidditch team is red, so these roses should be counted as a kind of support for Bulgarian fans.

But for girls, she doesn't care what she should not support. As long as it is flowers, especially this kind of romantic flowers, she always likes it, even if she is a schoolmaster.

Hermione looked at the flowers and then turned to look at Lynn.

The meaning of 　　's eyes is self-evident.

Lynn spread his hands: "You want it?"

She nodded with a reddened face.

"If you want to buy it yourself, see what I do?"

Hermione was expressionless when she heard Lynn's words.

It’s okay, anyway, she hadn’t expected Lynn’s elm head for a long time Having been with him for so long, Hermione could understand it. Lynn was smart no matter what she did, but only It's as hard as a rock alone in feelings.

"I don't buy it, you buy it for me."

she said firmly.

Since Yumu's head is not resuscitated, she will take the initiative to force him to resuscitate.

Lynn did not refuse Hermione's "irrational" request even though it was a bit inexplicable. It was just a bunch of flowers, which was just to coax the child.

These roses are obviously specially cultivated varieties. They look very fresh. They even have dew on them. According to the wizard vendor, even if the roses are not planted in the soil, they can remain in such a fresh state for at least half a year.

"Hey, this is for you."

Lynn handed the words in her hand to Hermione, and Hermione took it with joy, and then stared at him.

"How do I feel that you are reluctant?"

"This must be your illusion. I am very happy to give you this flower, dear Miss Granger."

Lynn surreptitiously rolled his eyes and said according to her heart.

Hermione held the flower in one hand and put the other hand around his arm.

"Hmph, I don't care if you like it or not, in the future such flowers can only be given to me!"

"You are so savage."

"I do not care!"

At this time, somewhere in the distance of the forest, there was a deep and deep gong sound. Immediately, thousands of red, green and green lanterns bloomed on the trees, brightening the road to the stadium.

The time for the game was up. Hermione's hand slipped off Lynn's arm in a place where the light could not be illuminated, and quietly held Lynn's hand.