When Harry returned to the camp, the moon had already reached people's heads, and several long shadows swayed with the swaying flames of the campfire.
However, there were far fewer people in the camp than two hours ago.
The original team of twenty-four people could not gather even ten people now. Breaking the badges and using the portkey to leave was the choice of most people. The future that Harry painted for them was a tempting cake, and this cake was not It's not something illusory, the Falmouth Falcons have been bought, and the thing that makes them stronger is in their hands, but it's not easy to sit down and eat this cake.
There were only two or three people who left without trying. The vast majority of people gritted their teeth and gave up after the first try.
As flowers in the greenhouse, as babies held in the palms of their parents' hands, such extreme pain and torture was indeed beyond the upper limit of their endurance. Although the severe pain only lasted for the first moment when they experienced it, they fell into a coma. There will be no subsequent pain.
But Harry also made it clear that such methods could only be used at the beginning. When he thought about the days full of suffering in the future, the thought of retreat became out of control as soon as he appeared.
There were only six people left at this moment, the Weasley twin brothers, Oliver Wood, Cedric Diggory, Cho Zhang and the unexpected Marcus Flint.
They gathered around the campfire and sat slumped on the rattan carpet. Their bodies could no longer use any strength to step on them. Even Marcus, who was like a gorilla, couldn't get strong at the moment. He was fiddling with something in a daze. A burning branch.
"It seems you are the only ones who choose to stay?"
When Harry's voice came, everyone looked at him. After the backbone came back, they were inexplicably relieved.
"Captain, what is that you are holding in your hand?"
"Five-legged monsters, I thought I killed them all last night, but I didn't expect that one little one was missed. It's just a good time for dinner tonight. The fresh ones are more delicious than the frozen ones, and the young ones are more tender than the adult ones. "
Harry casually threw the underage five-legged monster aside and sat next to them. Although there were not many people left, it was enough for him.
"Many people have left, Captain."
Qiu, who was holding her knees, spoke in a low voice. Her face was slightly reddish by the bonfire, not as pale as the others, but it was not difficult to see that she was a little disappointed about it. Apart from her, the Ravenclaw students Everyone left.
"Yes, a lot of people left, but there is nothing we can do about it." Harry shrugged indifferently, "But to be honest, if too many people stay, I will really worry about the lack of funds. , after buying the Quidditch team, I really don’t have much money at my disposal.”
"Ah?" The twins, who knew how rich Harry's family was, were slightly surprised.
"There are still about two million galleons available. If we save a little, it should be enough for us to spend a year."
The twins were not the only ones who were not calm at this time. Marcus' jaw almost hit the floor, and he couldn't close his mouth for a long time.
"Two million gold galleons." Cedric stared at his fingers and counted for a long time, "My father's monthly salary is only one hundred and forty gold galleons, which is 1,680 two million galleons a year. Can he get two million galleons?" Whether you eat or drink, save it. Save it.”
"One thousand one hundred and ninety years." Qiu pinched Cedric's arm and counted the number for him.
"Horrifying as hell~~~" Cedric took a sharp breath of air.
"It won't take more than a thousand years. How many people working in the Ministry of Magic are paid dead wages?" Fred and George rolled their eyes. Their two families were neighbors, and it only took about ten minutes to walk to visit, and the adults in the family They both work at the Ministry of Magic. "If it were just that little money, how could my father's salary of seventy galleons a month be able to support our family of nine?"
"That's true." Cedric smiled sarcastically. His father worked in the Department for the Control and Management of Magical Creatures, and was also the second-in-command. Apart from anything else, from time to time there would be incidents in the department such as 'fire dragons running amok for no reason' and 'magical creatures'. Intruding into Muggle residential areas and other incidents, as a person who deals with these things, it is right to bring some specialties back!
"But it's still a bit scary. Two million galleons is almost the amount of money a wizard family has saved up over a century, right?"
Cedric looked at Marcus. The Flint family he belonged to was a real pure-blood wizard family and one of the twenty-eight holy families. After they all chose to stay, some of the original grudges disappeared. A lot.
"How can it be."
Marcus shook his head. Although he was a little simple-minded and a little poor at studying, he was not hopelessly stupid.
"I have never seen two million galleons piled up in a mountain in my life. Even if I go to the vault, I can't see it."
"The only one who can make so much money in a century is the Malfoy family. To be honest, life is not easy now, especially..."
He paused, as if he didn't want to mention that name, "Mysterious Man, my father told me that his family contributed a lot of gold to him, and so did other wizard families, especially Black. Without that gold, Mysterious Man couldn't do anything. With such hugely armed men, the stomachs of those greedy giants are bottomless pits, no amount of money is enough for them to eat, not to mention there are more than just giants.”
"Wow, contribution."
The twins spoke with playful smiles and a bit of teasing.
"My cousin is a Death Eater, but he is dead. My father is not, and neither am I." Marcus replied angrily, waving his furry arms, "I am stupid, but I am not stupid. , at that time, how many wizard families did not have Death Eaters?"
These words made the twins speechless. At that time, the resolute resistance faction like the Weasley family was in the minority, and the ideas proposed by Voldemort were beneficial to the small circle of pure-blood wizards.
"You don't have to worry about money. I will make arrangements. At least there will be no problem in feeding the few of us."
Harry waved his hand and stopped the conversation, "Why don't you tell me why you chose to stay."
"We have been yours for a long time, boss!"
The twins were the first to speak, with smiles on their faces, as if the pain they had experienced before was not worth mentioning, "We are your first investment targets, for our dreams, and to protect the people we value in the future. , isn’t it just a little painful! Just grit your teeth and it’ll be over.”
"There may be a war in the magic world in the future." The twins said seriously, "This is the news that my brother Charlie revealed to us, but the leader had already predicted it before, so we will definitely stay."
"War?" Cedric looked at the twins with some confusion, "What war?"
"abyss."
People fell into a brief silence. Everyone present knew what it was, including Qiu, who had just graduated from the second year. Before the team building, Harry took her to Professor Flitwick's to open a small stove. After all, she would be the third year next year. As a student, there is nothing wrong with knowing a few months in advance.
"What about you, Wood?" Harry suddenly asked Wood.
"Huh? Me?" Wood was stunned for a moment, then simply said: "I want to go to the Quidditch World Cup. I have loved Quidditch very much since I was a child, but I know that my talent in Quidditch is not actually that great." It’s too high, Charlie is ten times better than me. But because I know this, I won’t give in. Even if it’s just once, I want to fly on the World Cup stadium and tell everyone that my name is Oliver Wood!”
"Then your dream will come true soon, Wood!" The twins hugged him from left to right, laughing happily.
"Marcus, what about you?"
"I don't know." He answered simply without any hesitation, but after looking around, his lips trembled and he said something that made people laugh or cry, "I feel like the captain hasn't beaten me yet. It hurts."
Some of the stubborn Marcus scratched his head, but Harry hit him really. On the day of the founding of the group, he hit a liver crit at Harry.
"Qiu, what about you?"
To be honest, Harry was very surprised that Qiu could stay. She was the youngest in the team besides Harry, and she was also a girl who was not physically dominant. However, Harry was not special when distributing potions. Taking care of everyone, he always treats everyone equally.
"Actually." Qiu said with some hesitation, "I feel okay. I don't know if it's my own fault. I feel that the magic power is integrated into my body, and it doesn't seem to hurt. If Captain, you are not in the magic... It might be better if a super-sense potion is added to the medicine."
"What?"
Harry's brows were raised high. Qiu's answer seemed a bit similar to Marcus's, but the underlying essence was definitely different.
"I didn't faint. This kind of pain seems to be within my tolerance." She added a little embarrassedly, and she also found that there was something different about herself.
"Can you roughly describe the pain you feel?"
"I was pricked by a needle, that's about it. I don't know if it's because I'm slow?"
Qiu, who hugged her knees and answered, was obedient. The faces of the others sitting around the campfire were a little pale, but she was the only one whose face remained normal.
"This is."
Harry, who was about to say something else, suddenly stopped when a bold idea emerged in his mind.
"By the way, Qiu, when did you come to England?"
"About five or six years old. When I was in elementary school, I studied in a Muggle school in London before coming to Hogwarts. Although my parents are both wizards, my father said that these basic knowledge must be learned."
"Bore your parents are Chinese?"
"Well, they are magicians. They came here to study ancient runes, which are runes."
"If they finish their research, Qiu, will you go back?"
Before Harry could speak, Cedric asked nervously.
"Maybe?" Qiu bit her fingertips and replied uncertainly: "But it shouldn't be too early. Although I really hope they can produce results soon, the research on ancient magic texts is indeed not easy. After so many years, , I only saw one research paper published by them.”
"I should stay here at least until I graduate from Hogwarts."
She turned and smiled at Cedric, and someone's face suddenly brightened.
"Very good!"
Cedric suddenly stood up as if he had been beaten. After taking a deep breath, Cedric looked forward, as if he had made a very important decision.
"Captain!"
"There is only one reason for me to stay!"
Although Seid's legs were suddenly shaking, he tried very hard not to look sideways, but he still couldn't restrain his head from lowering his head when he spoke.
"Wow!"
Everyone who understood immediately started whistling and cheering exaggeratedly. Cedric has always been very close to Qiu. In the past six months, they have been inseparable. Cedric is one year older than Qiu. Seide took care of her in many ways, not only asking for help, but also giving Qiu tutoring lessons. The transfiguration he was best at happened to be Qiu's weakest subject.
Falling in love is a common occurrence at Hogwarts. Everyone is happy to see this talented and beautiful couple. On the contrary, Ced's public confession is not common at Hogwarts.
The cheers from the crowd seemed to give Cedric a vital bit of courage. He flipped his hands and conjured a bouquet of roses. His best deformation technique completed a perfect assist at this moment. The girl with a reddish face took it. He took the bouquet that expressed his feelings and nodded gently.
"Okay." Qiu has never been a coy little girl, especially when facing someone she already likes.
"How could you agree to this bastard so easily?"
The twins, who do not take things too seriously, have always been Cedric's best friends.
"Come on, come on, look here, we have thirty-two boyfriend sex rules here, which are guaranteed to make Seid. Hey, hey, hey! Seid! What are you doing! Let go!"
"It's biting! Dog Seed is biting!"
"I didn't -" Before Cedric could refute, he was pushed to the ground by a group of people. When embracing the sweet love, let's first accept the big man from the good brother!
Seeing the cheerful scene of laughter and laughter on the side, Harry also moved closer. Although he was now a white-skinned and black-haired crook, it did not prevent him from imparting some practical tips to his 'fellows' across the world.
"Let me tell you, Qiu, as long as you learn this sentence, you will definitely be able to lock up Seid."
"what? What?"
Qiu was also very interested in the secrets taught by her captain. After all, Harry had always been a symbol of reliability in the eyes of everyone. Qiu curiously leaned his ear towards it, and after a brief pause, nodded slightly.
"Then let me try?" Qiu blinked at Harry, a little eager to try.
"Then try it."
Harry moved back and entered theater mode.
Qiu Zong, who had been brewing for a while, regained his composure, then turned his head and looked at the side of the man on top of the man.
Her brows wrinkled slightly and her chin lifted slightly.
"Labour counts to three!"
It was obviously just a non-lethal glare. The people who had been making a fuss dispersed as if they were electrocuted. Driven by some mysterious force, the three people who were kneeling on the ground with weak legs had inexplicable tears streaming down their foreheads. A drop of cold sweat, as if the teacher had caught him cheating on an exam, and a strange guilty conscience suddenly appeared.
"It's really useful, Captain!"
Qiu's eyes immediately lit up and she waved her fist at Harry.
"That's not the case."
Harry smiled and crossed his legs, shaking, shaking, shaking, quite rhythmically.
"This is a mysterious spell from the East, a weak leg spell that specifically attacks men."
"Okay, okay, it's getting late. Let's pack up and get ready for bed. Keep your spirits up. We have to train tomorrow."
After sending everyone away to rest, Harry stood up from the floor and stretched.
"Although it's not that world, I wish you prosperity."
"Have you adapted to the fusion of magic power? After all, Lao Maozi started to strengthen the quality of the whole people decades ago. China, where everyone is like a dragon, is good."
"England is not a place to stay for a long time. It has outpaced the times here."
"Decadent traditions are indeed the poison of the times."
(End of chapter)
