"Five-thirty, from Green Manor." Just one voice said.
Dartmoor is a vast expanse of desolate, mist-shrouded moorland.
Before them stood two tired, sullen wizards, one of whom held a large gold watch, the other a thick roll of parchment and a quill.
Both of them were dressed like Muggles, but they were not very good at it: the man with the gold watch wore a tweed suit and a pair of thigh-high rubber galoshes; his colleague was dressed as a Scottish Highlander. That pleated skirt and a South American cape.
"Good morning, Basil," said Gareth, handing the portkey to the wizard in the short pleated skirt. The man threw it into a large box next to him, which contained used door keys, such as old newspapers, empty cans, and footballs riddled with holes.
"Hello, Mr. Greengrass," Basil said tiredly, "I'm sorry, we are a little tired. We have been here since last night. We just received a large group of people from the Black Forest of Germany a quarter of an hour ago. ...Let me find out where your camp is..." He searched on the parchment list, "Oh, you are in the first camp area, just walk from here, and the camp administrator is Mr. Roberts."
"Thank you, Basil," said Gareth, beckoning everyone to follow him.
Although Greengrass is low-key, he still needs to show his identity outside, so the camp Gareth booked is in the first camp area - the location there is the best, closest to the competition venue, and nearby are all pure-blood wizard families and noble families. wizard. If he guessed correctly, Lucius should also book the Malfoy family's camp in that area.
According to Schelling's memory of the original work, the Weasley family was also in the First Camp. This was not because of their arrogance, but because Arthur helped Odo Bagman, the younger brother of Ludovic Bagman, the director of the Sports Department. Got out of some legal trouble, so Ludovic gave Arthur his best ticket as a thank you.
Everyone was in high spirits, laughing as they walked through the deserted swamp, barely visible in the thick fog. After walking forward for about twenty minutes, a door gradually appeared in front of us, and then a small stone house. Behind the stone house were hundreds of strange-shaped tents.
They followed the gentle slope of a large field that stretched to a dark forest on the horizon. A man stood at the door, looking at the tents.
From the look on his face, he was probably the only real Muggle in this large area, Mr. Roberts, the caretaker of the grounds. As soon as he heard their footsteps, he turned to look at them.
The butler Mogaton walked over and talked to him about renting a tent.
Morgadon couldn't tell the difference between Muggle money, and he struggled to find it in a large roll of banknotes, which aroused Roberts' suspicion. Xie Lin hurried forward to help Mr. Terry solve the problem, which aroused everyone's suspicion. It is undoubtedly a strange thing for a young master from a pure-blood family to know how to distinguish Muggle money.
Several people passed through the entrance of the venue, and a wizard assigned by the Ministry of Magic to greet them accompanied them to their camp location. He looked very tired, his chin was unshaven and livid, and there were purple shadows under his eyes.
The wizard, who was obviously acquainted with Gareth and Morgadon, kept complaining about the irritating workload that had been weighing on him in recent days.
"Too bad, Gareth!" he kept muttering. "That Muggle has caused me a lot of trouble. To keep him in a good mood, I have to recite the Oblivion Charm dozens of times a day. Besides, A lot of bad wizards and trouble await me."
"Are you the only one busy?!" Gareth said in surprise, "Where are the others?!"
"Forget it, Ludo Bagman is only going to be a disservice. This was originally a matter for their department, but he just walked around talking about Bludgers and Quaffles at the top of his voice, and didn't care about Muggles. , make sure you are safe." He sighed heavily, "God, I really wish this would end soon, this is simply a torture. See you later, Gareth!" After he finished speaking, he phantomed from where he was. Apparition disappeared.
"I thought Mr. Bagman was the director of the Sports Department." Astoria said in surprise. "He should know not to talk about Bludgers around Muggles, right?"
"Yes, dear!" Gareth said with a smile, "Ludo has always been a little careless about safety issues, but you can't find a more passionate person to serve as the leader of the Sports Department. You You know, he originally played Quidditch for Great Britain and he was the best batsman the Wimborne Hornets ever had."
In the wizarding world, Ludovic Bagman is a very famous and popular person.
However, upon hearing Gareth's words, the usually taciturn Morgadon sneered, "Bagman's past is not as glorious as the rumors say. He was once accused of providing confidential information to the Death Eaters. However, it is undeniable that he He is a complete idiot and I doubt he knew what he was doing at the time."
Schelling nodded. According to the description in the original book, Ludovic Bagman was indeed a real fool.
They passed between two long rows of tents. Looking around, most of the tents looked nothing special. Their owners had obviously taken great pains to make them look as much like Muggle tents as possible. However, some accidentally go too far and add chimneys, bell ropes or weathervanes to make them nondescript.
Occasionally there are a few tents, and you can tell they are enchanted at a glance.
For example, there is a tent that stands out in the middle of the camp. It uses a lot of striped silk very extravagantly, almost like a small palace. There are a few pure white peacocks tied at the entrance. There is also a garden in front of the door, which has a bird bath, a sundial, a fountain, etc. . Xie Lin held his head and lamented, this style is definitely unmistakable - the Malfoy family is still as luxurious, high-profile, flamboyant and domineering as ever.
Gareth looked at Schelling with a half-smiling expression, but made no comment and continued to their camp.
Not far from the Malfoy family's camp, there was a dark green tent that had been set up, covering a large area.
The tent was very simple and elegant, with a conical spire reaching into the sky, embroidered with dark gold Greengrass family crests. Although it looks majestic, it doesn't look out of place. There is nothing fancy in the whole tent. It is no different from a Muggle dome tent, except that it is very big.
Xie Lin followed everyone into the tent and couldn't help but marvel at the space and furnishings inside. In the corridor facing the foyer, copper pots and other copper kitchen utensils shone with rose-colored luster. The wooden table top was also polished to a shine. Silver cups and saucers were already placed on it, shining in the warm glow of the fire. On the side is the dining room and bathroom, with a landscape painting hanging on the wall. Everything seems particularly warm.
The brown-black stairs covered with thick floor coverings extend upward and are about three stories high. The upper floors are all bedrooms. Just like the outside, the space becomes narrower as you go up, but they are decorated in a very stylish way.
It's hard to imagine that this is actually a tent and not a vacation villa of a noble family.
Two house elves, Tiva and Dino, heard the sound and hurried out to greet them, and used magic to send everyone's luggage to their respective rooms. After several people enjoyed the breakfast prepared by the house elves, Gareth and Morganton planned to visit the family tents with whom they had made friends one by one to conduct social activities that could enhance their relationship.
At the request of Astoria, who was full of curiosity, Xie Lin and the girls had nothing to do and decided to walk around the camp and see something.
This camp is surrounded by pure-blood wizard families and noble wizard families.
There was a tall and magnificent tent set up in the shape of a castle, with several turrets erected next to it. The most striking thing is that this tent exudes a very charming aroma, which makes people unable to help but stop and don't want to leave.
Schelling recognized the boy at the door—Brace Chabini. Beside him stood a beautiful woman.
That was his mother, Madame Chabini. Madame Chabini was not a simple person. She had been married seven times, and each of her husbands died mysteriously and left her a large inheritance.
Mrs. Chabini is indeed beautiful, with wavy blond hair, impeccable delicate facial features, and a plump and graceful perfect figure. The most unforgettable thing is her special temperament that combines grace, nobility, and enchantment. His smile is naturally charming, and every move he makes is full of charming charm.
Xie Lin has seen a lot of beautiful women, not counting those he saw on TV and magazines in his previous life. In this life, his mother Narcissa, sister Gulana he met not long ago, vampire prince Elizabeth... Bathory is both a great beauty, but none of them can give Schelling the same visual impact.
A word came to Schelling's mind involuntarily - "femmefatale". This French word means fatal lady, that is, a beautiful woman with fatal attraction, who can make men often indulge in this dangerous and charming attraction and cannot extricate themselves. Other beauties may make people feel happy or pity, but fatal girls often only make people addicted and remind them of something indescribable.
"Hi, Xie Lin!" Brace came over with his mother and said hello to Xie Lin.
When he came into close contact with Madame Chabini, a scent of fragrance hit his face. Sherrington felt that his lips were dry and his heartbeat was speeding up. He used Occlumency to suppress the thoughts in his heart, and his eyes returned again. Become clear.
"Brace, are these your friends? Why don't you introduce them to your mother?" Mrs. Shabini's eyes that seemed to be able to seduce people's souls were full of excitement. After staying on Xie Lin's body for a few seconds, she saw Xie Lin's His eyes are calm and unchanging, his behavior is calm, and he can't help but slightly raise his red lips. This is a very interesting young man!
Xie Lin looked directly into Madam Sabine's eyes and introduced herself very naturally: "Hello, aunt, I am Xie Lin from the Malfoy family, and these two are Daphne and Astoria from the Greengrass family. This is Meredith of the Shafik family."
"I know your name, Xie Lin, the youngest Sir Merlin... you are indeed very outstanding. It makes Auntie happy that Blaise can have a friend like you. If you have the opportunity, you can come to Auntie's house more often..." Madame Chabini's attitude was a little too enthusiastic, Schelling, who saw everything through the divine voyeur Amaterasu, thought to himself, but his face remained calm and he agreed with Madame Chabini lukewarmly. invitation.
Afterwards, Sherrin took the three girls to visit the Malfoy family camp.
There was only Narcissa in the tent, and she was leisurely directing Lele to decorate and furnish the interior of the tent.
Although Xie Lin knew that this tent was only for one day, others did not know how long this game would last. The last semi-final match lasted for five days and five nights! So in Narcissa's opinion, the inside of the tent should be made as comfortable as possible.
When Narcissa saw that her son came to see her in a sensible manner, and that she and her son had been separated for a week, she felt a little missed and happily gave Xie Lin a big hug.
For the three girls who came with him, Narcissa also received them very warmly, and expressed his love for them both overtly and covertly, which made the three girls blush with shyness.
"Mom, why don't you see your father and brother?" Xie Lin asked.
"Your father donated a large sum of money to St. Mungo's Hospital not long ago. He is having dinner with several senior officials of the Ministry of Magic. Fudge is also there. As for Draco, he went out early. He said he was Go find Goyle and Crabbe, I don’t know if it’s true... This kid has been mysterious all summer, he must have a girlfriend..."
Xie Lin sweated violently.
Then, they saw the tents of several familiar families in the first camp area: the Parkinson family’s camp, the Bursted family’s camp, the Runcorn family’s camp, the Knott family’s camp…
Xie Lin, several classmates, and their parents all greeted politely one by one.
Finally met old Nott.
Old Nott is an unsmiling old man, over sixty years old, but his eyes are still sharp.
Schelling expressed his gratitude for the two gifts he received at the end of last semester, and exchanged alchemy with Old Nott on an equal footing. Even in Old Nott's state of mind, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly at Xie Lin's alchemy attainments.
How old is this young man? His alchemy is almost the same as his own. Although Schelling benefited a lot from this exchange, Old Nott also gained a lot from it. Old Nott believed that even if Old Bock, another great alchemist family, communicated with him, he might not have such an effect.
He lamented in his heart. In his opinion, it would be very difficult for his son Theodore to inherit the family business and continue to monopolize the British alchemy industry!
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