Jamini won the bet.

In fact, it didn't take two weeks at all. When he opened the third form Susan for the third time, his eyes stopped bleeding, and the pupils in his eyes became increasingly powerful. He felt that he could challenge the opening of Susan in two weeks.

As agreed, Hermione wanted to listen to Jamini.

However, Jamini did not act too hastily, but just temporarily suppressed the bet and left to talk about it later. According to Hermione's current attitude, it is impossible to accept some too outrageous behaviors, such as multi-person exercise.

Half a month passed, and the time for the Quidditch World Cup finals was up.

The finals are built on a vast swamp, with tents everywhere, and there are no sight.

Gemini and his men arrived one night in advance. When Yeti pulled the carriage to the open space near the camp, the Aurors who were responsible for maintaining public order around him did not say a word and let them go directly.

The camp was noisy when night came, with people coming and going, and there were fires in front of each tent, and vendors were pushing cars and hawking.

"Do you want to buy a tent, beauties? Those with bathrooms!"

"Panorama telescope! You can replay the picture, slow motion analysis, one ten-galon!"

Jamini bought four.

"Thank you, but...whether of you?" Hermione looked at Jamini with a little cramped look. Shigalong. This is not cheap. Although she is quite close to Jamini, spending the other party's money still makes her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Me?" Jamini raised an eyebrow.

I am a person who has two of the three major eye skills. I still use a telescope to watch a game? Who do you look down on my little sister?

Hermione obviously realized this and burst into laughter.

"Which team do you support? Ireland or Bulgaria?" Adria stood in front of a stall, holding a small green flag in her hand.

"Ireland."

"Ireland."

"Ireland."

Neither Charlotte, Shirley or Hermione chose Ireland without hesitation.

"Where are you?" Adria looked at Jamini.

"Ireland." Jamini raised a finger and said with a serious expression: "But I will never wear a green hat. If anyone dares to wear it for me, I will kill him the fuck, and there is no room for negotiation."

The girls were confused and confused, but seeing that Jamini was so serious, they nodded and secretly swore that they could not let their hats approach Jamini.

"You are the same as the Chinese people over there, and they are so. They refuse to buy anything. My mouth is worn out." The vendor saw Jamini and smiled flatteringly: "Is there any statement?"

"Nothing, it's just a personal preference." Jamini said lightly, reaching out to take a cuckold and tucked it on Hermione's head: "Come on, my dear, I'll help you put it on, too, Adria, I'll wear it for you..."

"Well...thank you." Although she thought something was strange, Hermione still didn't say anything.

For the next period of time, Jamini felt like he was in the market in his previous life.

Hawkers from all over the world pushed carts and sold them everywhere, and even magic carpets, which were strictly prohibited from being used in the UK, were unpretentiously placed.

"Fire Grey Snake Egg! Do you want the Fire Grey Snake Egg?"

"Salazion egg!" This is a business snatch.

"I sell fire dragon eggs!"

"I sell fire crossbows!"

"Do you want to sing a sing opposite?"

A dreamlike ethereal voice sounded beside him. Jamini turned his head to look at him. A fair-faced blonde girl was looking up at him. The girl had a beautiful appearance, gentle eyes, and a stack of newspapers in her arms, standing beside him in a pretty face.

"Oh...good evening, Miss Lovegood." Jamini smiled and said, "It seems you are selling newspapers?"

The person in front of me was Luna Lovegood, a girl who made Jamini retreat three feet away.

"Yes, do you want one?"

"Okay, give me one." Jamini reached out to take the newspaper: "Have you been here for a long time?"

"My father and I came a week in advance." Luna's voice was as ethereal as ever: "My father said that wizards from all over the world have come to the UK this time, and maybe we can find news about the horned snoring beast."

"Horn Snoring Beast?" Hermione frowned.

"A magical animal." Luna said softly: "Dad is saving money. He heard that there is a horned snoring beast in Sweden and plans to take me to search next year."

Hermione pursed her lips, she glanced at Jamini, then pondered for a while, and spoke softly: "Okay, I wish you good luck."

"Thank you." Luna glanced at Hermione in a little surprised, then left slowly.

"I thought you would say, I've never heard of a magical animal like the horned snoring beast, which doesn't exist at all! That's the case." Jamini teased leisurely.

"Well, if it were before... maybe... it would be like this." Hermione smiled: "So is this kind of animal really there?"

"Not at all, you're right this time." Jamini shrugged: "That thing was fabricated by her father, but why do you want to expose a father's lie? I guess he might just want to make his daughter happy."

"In fact, the people of the Lovegood family have always been strange, and it is not ruled out that her father firmly believes in the existence of a horned snoring beast." Shirley teased.

"That's right."

Rum quietly appeared beside Jamini: "Master Fox, the tent is set up."

"In that case, I think we should go back and rest."

For this camping, Jamini bought a large tent at the weapons store, which cost him eighty Gallons.

Of course, you get what you pay for. The decoration inside is also very exquisite, with solid wood furniture, wool-woven carpets, bath and kitchens, and even a gym and study.

The only regret is that it is easy to get into mosquitoes. Fortunately, Rum has prepared mosquito repellent water for a long time, and the effect is very good. Gemini and others slept relatively safely.

Early the next morning, Jamini was awakened by the noise outside the tent.

Adria was still sleeping soundly beside her, but Shirley was gone.

Jamini walked out of the tent in her pajamas and cloak and found a circle of people around the door of the tent, mostly with familiar faces.

There are Harry, Sirius and Professor Lupin, and the Weasleys.

In the crowd, Mr. Weasley was sitting on a small stool, and the three girls of Hermione, Shirley and Charlotte were also standing in the crowd. Hermione seemed to be talking to Mr. Weasley.

Just as Jamini went out, Rum appeared in front of Jamini with his eyes wide open, his big light bulb-like eyes were covered with bloodshot blood.

"Is something going on?"

As if he had opened up his conversation, Rum began to mutter: "I am very sorry that I was unable to prepare breakfast before you woke up. Mr. Weasley volunteered to help us make a fire, using those little wooden sticks..."

"OK, I understand." Jamini yawned and joined the onlookers.

Finally, with Hermione's help, a bonfire was successfully burned in front of Jamini's tent.

"It's incredible! Such a small wooden stick can light a fire." Mr. Weasley was so excited that he looked like a child in his decades.

"That's nothing." Jamini waved his hand and took out two black pieces from his arms.

"What is this?" Mr. Weasley looked at the object on Jaminie's hand curiously.

“Flint.”

...

"It's all your fault, my dad is crazy."

Half an hour later, Fred looked at Mr. Weasley, who was in a madness, and said to Jamie.

While everyone finished their breakfast, Mr. Weasley was still using the flint to frantically outputting the firewood. Even Charlie, Bill and Percy came in the middle and couldn't attract his attention.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The crisp sound of stones hitting each other intermittently.

It was not until a fat man named Ludo Bagman strode that he carefully put away the flint and waved to Ludo.

Ludo Bagman is a fancy-looking middle-aged man. He wore a long Quidditch robe with black and yellow lines on it. A huge Hornet was printed like ink on his chest. This was related to his former identity. He was once a hitter for the Wimbledon Hornets and later joined the British national team.

As for the British Quidditch national team, they just lost to Transylvania with a score of 10:390 this year.

There is no doubt that he can only wear the Hornets uniform to show his identity. If he wears the British uniform, he will not be able to walk a distance of fifty meters at most, and he will be knocked to the ground by the fans and beaten up to the head.

According to Mr. Weasley, he is now the newly appointed director of the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic. Logically speaking, he should be one of the busiest people now, but he looks flushed.

He happily invited everyone to bet on football with him, but Jamini was not interested in betting on football with him. Instead, the twins seemed to be in high spirits, but Jamini stopped them.

Ludo looked extremely disappointed, but he didn't dare to have any opinions about Jamini, so he could only leave with embarrassment and politeness.

"Why don't we bet with him? We are sure to win."

After Ludo left, George asked in confusion.

"Of course, of course I know, but if you are sure to win, he may not be able to afford you." Jamini sneered: "It's better to contribute to me if you have that spare money."

"Do you want to bet too? Still like last time? One hundred Gallon?" Fred asked with a smile.

"Of course, I bet I will win, but Wickor Krum caught the thief." Jamini nodded.

The twins looked at each other and looked boring.

"According to this, we think so too."

"Then there is no need to bet." Jamini shrugged: "But I think, compared to betting on football, what you should do most now is selling goods. I remember you have made a lot of things this holiday?"

"I was taken away by my mother before going out." Fred's eyes darkened.

"The five-foot-long orders were burned," sighed George.

"I've never seen such a sharp flying curse..."

Jamini: "…"

What else can you say?
Chapter completed!