Chapter 849： hard to guard against

Chapter 849 Unstoppable

"This wonderful game will be talked about for a long time." Ludo Bagman said hoarsely, "Ah, yes... yes, how much should I give you...?"

"450 Galleons, Mr. Bagman." Fred and George smiled and spread their palms towards Mr. Bagman.

"Okay, 450 Galleons." Ludo Bagman took a deep breath, reached into his pocket and took out a money bag, handing it to Fred and George painfully.

"Wait a moment."

Fred and George took out a few gold coins from their purses, looked carefully under the light source of their wands, and couldn't help squinting their eyes at the anxious man in front of them, "Mr. Bagman, I think you may have made a mistake. This is Leprechaun gold."

As he spoke, Fred handed the money bag to George, and the latter also took out a few gold coins from it, all of which were Leprechaun gold coins.

Albert was right, Bagman really wanted to use Leprechaun gold coins to send them away.

This is not a good sign.

"Ah, leprechaun gold coins? I'm sorry, I must have made a mistake." Ludo Bagman forced a trace of surprise on his face. He reached out to take the money bag from George, and pretended to take out a few coins from it. He examined several gold coins carefully under the light, as if to distinguish whether these gold coins were Galleons.

"I remember putting it here, it should be right, ah, so it is here."

Ludo Bagman reached out again and took out another money bag of the same style and handed it to Fred. He forced a smile at the twins and said, "It should be this bag, please check it again. And this is for you, as an apology for taking the wrong purse just now."

Bagman handed George a signed poster with all the Irish Quidditch players, and showed an apologetic expression towards the twins.

The Weasley twins were not attracted by the poster, but fished out a few more gold coins from the purse, and after several checks, they accepted the purse contentedly and waved goodbye to Bagman.

"It was definitely intentional just now." Fred said angrily, "If I didn't check, I might have been cheated, but the gold coins disappeared the next day."

"I still have a problem," George muttered under his breath.

"What's the problem." Fred couldn't help becoming vigilant.

"Bagman was so straightforward when he gave the money!" George frowned, looking for flaws, "Even if we exposed the lie, I don't think he would pay so readily."

Ever since he suspected that Ludo Bagman would deceive them with fake money, and experienced that kind of thing himself, no matter how he looked at it, George felt that Bagman was a liar.

"However, we did a spot check just now, and it's true that the bag is full of Galleons." Fred frowned and suggested, "Why don't we ask Bill to check again after we return to the tent, he is in Gringotts Work, I must know Garen better and know how to distinguish them. By the way, do you want to tell Dad about this?"

"It's best not to, that will only embarrass him." George shook his head.

The tickets to their house were given by Ludo Bagman. Although Bagman wanted to repay the favor, it is undeniable that the price of the first-class tickets is very expensive.

"If we can't identify the authenticity, we will use it to identify the goblin. At that time, we will use the money to open a vault in Gringotts, which will be used as the vault of the joke shop." Fred suggested. "If the money is fake, contact other people who have been tricked by Bagman and go to him to collect debts together."

However, George didn't intend to hit Fred, but just nodded, planning to check Garen again after returning.

Actually, he knew that if the Galleon in the bag was fake, they had no other choice. According to Albert's broken mouth, it would be very difficult to get Galleon from Bagman again. Maybe betting on Bagman was a bad choice from the start.

"Where did you go just now?" Mr. Weasley asked anxiously.

"We're just going to find Mr. Bagman to get back the money we won from gambling." George took out the money bag he got from Bagman, smiled and said to Ron who was staring at the bag, "You and Ginny I'll give it to you when I go back."

"To be honest, I have never been so happy as I am now. I will have 24 Galleons all of a sudden." Ron felt that today was his lucky day, and he had never had such a huge wealth.

"It's 27 Galleons, Ron, you're really bad at math," Hermione corrected.

"Oh, 27 Galleons." Ron smirked and asked happily, "Percy, I remember you seem to be planning to bet, too. Are Bill and Charlie also betting?"

"Well, I bet Ireland will win, but the Bulgarian team will catch the Snitch. Although the odds are only 4 times, the profit is also very good." Percy also had a smile on his face. He hated the taste of poverty.

Bill and Charlie looked at each other, and said helplessly: "We didn't have time to bet, and we really missed a lot of Galleons."

"Don't tell your mother about your gambling." Mr. Weasley lowered his voice and told everyone.

"Don't worry, Dad," laughed Fred, "we're going to use the money to open a vault in Gringotts."

"What are you doing opening a treasury, and you have no money."

"The joke shop needs a vault to store money." George said without thinking.

"That's for later," said Ron.

"It's not far away."

After returning to the camp, I found that the camp was full of fans celebrating the Irish team's championship. There were faint singing and kicking sounds not far away. I don't know who lit the bonfire. A large group of people were surrounding the camp. Tap dancing around the campfire, looking like you're going to stay up and celebrate.

"It's a good thing I don't have to tell the Irish to stop celebrating their victory, otherwise it would be unimaginable." Mr. Weasley muttered softly, "Well, boys, you should go back to sleep."

However, no one wants to sleep, everyone is talking about the game, they all dislike Bulgaria's fouls, but they admire Krum very much. In a way, Krum did not fail, he caught Golden Snitch.

On the other side, Albert, who returned to the tent, was still not asleep. He stood outside the tent, observing the lively people around him.

"It's been a bit unbelievable these days." Isobel quietly came to Albert's side, leaned his head on his shoulder, and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Will the outcome of the game be guessed in advance?" Will it be boring?"

"Actually, I prefer to see the wonderful duels of the players." Albert drank the hot cocoa prepared by the house elf, looked at the wizard who was tap dancing not far away, and said, "Unfortunately, such a peaceful time has passed Not for long."

"No wonder your friends don't like to let you talk." Isobel said with a smile, "Actually, you should say something that everyone likes to hear."

"Well." Albert thought for a while and said, "I don't think we need to worry about money for the time being."

"I don't think you need to worry about having no money." In Isobel's memory, Albert has always been rich, and he has been rich since he first entered school.

"After all, I have to support my family." Albert couldn't help laughing. "Girls nowadays are very realistic. Believe me, no girl likes poor people. If I don't have a single gold coin, Valeria will How far away from me."

"Secretly speaking ill of me again." Valeria and Catherine came out of nowhere.

"I think he's telling the truth." Catherine agrees with Albert's words. Valeria is a very realistic girl, and she knows this very well.

"No," Valeria shook her head and said, "Albert is full of talent, and he will definitely be able to find a way to turn his talent into wealth. It is absolutely impossible for a person like him to be short of money."

"Okay, let's talk inside." Albert let a few people into the tent to talk, "Why are you here so late today?"

"Of course it is to get back the bet money." Catherine took out a bag of gold coins from her handbag and threw it to Albert: "This is your share."

Albert took the money bag and handed it to Isobel.

"Don't you want to count it? Don't be afraid that we will fool you with fake gold coins." Valeria asked with a smile.

"Don't be afraid, I don't think you will destroy our friendly relationship because of that little money." Albert is really not worried. His cooperation with Catherine is closer than anyone else imagined, and Catherine There will be no shortage of money at all.

"Speaking of which, will something really happen tonight?" Valeria asked in a low voice.

"Anyway, we're leaving, let's go inside!" Albert motioned for a few people to go back to their suitcases, and before he followed in, he did not forget to tell the house elf, "Take us to Isobel's house."

"Good master!" After Albert entered the box, the house elf lifted the box, Apparated and left, leaving only the empty tent behind.

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"Draco, there may be chaos later, you go to hide in that forest first." Narcissa Malfoy said to her son.

"Confusion, what's going on, Mom?" Draco was a little confused, and didn't understand what his mother meant.

"I just received some news." Narcissa Malfoy said vaguely, "Some people drank too much and seemed to be planning to do something. You know, the Irish team won the championship and many people were too excited."

"Aren't you going with me?" Draco suddenly realized something, "Dad, he..."

"Don't talk about it with other people." Narcissa interrupted sternly.

"Oh, I know Mom." Draco nodded, and turned away from the tent towards the forest.

"Okay my dear, Draco has already left, are you really going to do that?" Narcissa looked at her husband anxiously, he had already put on a cloak and a mask and turned into a Death Eater only.

"He made many people feel threatened." Lucius said hoarsely. In fact, it is not accurate to say that it is a threat, but more of fear, which is the main reason why others changed their original plan.

"They think he is a bigger threat than Nobby Leach. That guy has already received the support of many people. It will be a matter of time before he becomes the next Nobby Leach. We cannot tolerate this kind of thing happening." Lu Hughes is also very afraid of each other.

Killing, or sending people to St. Mungo's Magic Injury Hospital, is currently the best option to eliminate possible threats.

"I see, I will leave this place to me. Be careful yourself." Narcissa nodded, and took out the compound medicine prepared in advance. He would disguise himself as her husband to avoid being suspected.

Not long after, a series of crackling sounds suddenly sounded beside the Muggle camp manager's hut, and several suspicious guys wearing hoods and masks appeared out of nowhere.

"Is everything here?" Lucius looked around and asked hoarsely.

"It's all here, and someone over there has already dealt with it. Everyone will only think it was an accident." Another person replied.

"At that time, other people will gradually join our team, so that group of idiots in the Ministry of Magic will think that we just got drunk and caused this incident."

If there were only a few of them, Lucius would not dare to provoke the Ministry of Magic at this time, but if there were enough participants, there would be no need to worry about these issues.

"Very well, let's start!" Lucius pulled out his wand, opened the wooden door roughly, broke into the camp manager's cabin, and used magic to levitate the sleeping Muggles in midair.

It's just that the family was stunned by a wizard from the Ministry of Magic. Even if they are suspended in mid-air now, they won't be able to wake up for a while.

If the tortured Muggles don't scream, how can they be tortured?

So, Malfoy used magic to wake them up, and then led the four of them towards the wizard's camp like a balloon.

Tonight, everyone is celebrating the Irish team's victory. This is undoubtedly the time when the vigilance of the Quidditch World Cup is the weakest, and it is a good opportunity for them to strike.

"I hope it will be smoother over there." Malfoy murmured: "Okay, let's help these guys add to the fun!"

On the other side, McNeil and Avery are on the move, and they are given the task of eliminating the threat of the mudblood.

McNeill and Avery have always liked to torture their opponents, so they took this task, and now they are waiting for Lucius to cause chaos.

The noisy atmosphere at night still hasn't subsided, adding some difficulties to McNeill and Avery. They can't be found out by others, and they must eliminate the threat while in chaos. Therefore, the two of them did not hurry to break into the tent, but waited until they saw a large area of ​​fire lit up in the distance and commotion began to appear around them, then they broke into the tent under the cover of the Disillusionment Curse.

After entering the tent, McNeill and Avery were both stunned. The environment inside the tent was so simple that they couldn't imagine it. After looking at each other, they began to search for the whereabouts of the tent owner with their wands.

However, they were surprised to find that there was no one in the tent at all.

"Damn, that Mudblood didn't sleep in the tent, where did he go?" Avery was very annoyed by this. They had planned for a long time and took such a big risk to eliminate the threat, but the plan had only just begun because the other party didn't know Where to go, it is completely in vain.

"What should we do now, should we notify Lucius and let them cancel the plan?" McNeil asked with a frown.

"It's too late. Let's go meet them and tell them about this. That mudblood should still be in the camp. If we're lucky..." Avery didn't continue, he also knew that he had met the other party. The probability is not high.

Under the cover of the crowd, Avery and McNeill left in a hurry.

It didn't take them long to join the procession that was setting fire and causing chaos.

"We didn't find that Mudblood." McNeill said in a low voice.

"what happened?"

Lucius' original good mood disappeared all of a sudden.

"I don't know, he's not in his tent, and neither are the others." McNeill frowned and asked, "What are you going to do now?"

"What else can I do? Of course, continue to march." Lucius thought for a moment and said: "Go to Weasley, that guy has a good relationship with Weasley, maybe they will be there, even if no one can be found, Can also leave an impressive memory of Harry Potter."

It is impossible to stop.

Since the main goal cannot be accomplished, then complete their original goal. They only wanted to teach Fudge an impressive lesson at first.

The parade was getting bigger and bigger, and even some dark wizards who were not Death Eaters joined in. It seemed that they wanted to take this opportunity to vent, which was a good thing for Lucius.

The tents were burning, the Muggles overhead were screaming in terror, and the parade was using magic at the fleeing wizards, not caring who they hurt.

Anyway, creating more chaos is the right choice, and those cowards from the Ministry of Magic dare not step forward to stop them. Because the number of people here is overwhelming, and the four Muggles above their heads also gave them a good excuse.

Yes, they are not afraid, but afraid of the safety of those Muggles.

Once there is an excuse, no one is willing to risk threats to go up against the group of dark wizards. At least they will wait until the Ministry of Magic gathers more helpers before they will stop it. It was difficult, because the Ministry of Magic had to help keep order, and the British Ministry of Magic obviously didn't have enough staff.

Before the wizards from the Ministry of Magic gathered enough people to stop the chaos, things changed. Some of the tents that were lit by them suddenly exploded, as if someone lit a small bottle of gas, scaring the dark wizards who were marching When they jumped, they thought that an enemy was chanting a spell at them.

The parade was still moving forward, but the explosions around them became more and more frequent, especially the tents that were set on fire by them seemed to have turned into bombs. Once they exploded, the contents inside would splatter everywhere, messing up the group of people in the parade. Some embarrassment.

"Damn it, what's going on?" Looking at the blown-up companions, Lucius' expression darkened suddenly.

Up to now, he is still at a loss, not understanding what happened. He only feels that the tents around him may explode at any time. If it wasn't for those idiots from the Ministry of Magic not daring to come up, they might be in even greater trouble.

At this moment, a green light rose into the air, and Lucius was horrified to find that a huge green shiny thing emerged, which was something they were very familiar with... the Dark Mark.

It was like being stabbed in a hornet's nest. All the wizards around them apparated and fled here, as if they were afraid of getting involved with that thing.

Lucius knew that tonight's farce was over, so he left with the others without any hesitation.

Everyone knows what the Dark Mark means. It is a provocation to the Ministry of Magic. Doing so has undoubtedly touched the nerves of many people, and the Ministry of Magic will not stop there.

After the wizard left, several Muggles who lost their magical control immediately fell from the sky, were caught by the Ministry of Magic, and tampered with their memories.

Many wizards who were originally assembled were relieved after seeing the group of dark wizards fleeing. It is undoubtedly a good thing that they don't have to conflict with them.

It's not that they are cowardly, but that Crouch divided most of his staff and rushed to the place where the Dark Mark rose. Compared with these troublemakers who don't know if they are Death Eaters, the Ministry of Magic obviously cares more about the person who dared to raise the Black Mark. The **** with the magic mark, because that guy is undoubtedly a Death Eater. This is not everyone's nervousness. After all, Death Eaters have always been the focus of the Ministry of Magic.

No one wants their peaceful life to be destroyed again, but they are doomed to be disappointed, and the last time of peace is leaving them.

(end of this chapter)