"Fried and I have some spare money recently, so we plan to have a big ticket."

　　 George is holding the Fat House Happy Water in his hand, as if he is holding a red wine glass full of red wine.

　　 Lynn raised his brows.

　　 "Are you going to rob Gringotts?"

　　 "Ahem!"

　　 Both Fried and George were choked by Lynn's words.

　　 They sprayed the Coke from their mouths onto the cashmere carpet in the tent, blushing.

　　 "What is possible! Unless we die."

　　 "In fact, Gringotts is not that difficult to grab, and its so-called strict security is just a vain name."

　　 "George and I are still full of yearning for the future of life, and did not intend to be wanted so early." Fried is rare to show such seriousness.

　　 "We just want to bet on this finals, but we haven't figured out how to bet yet."

　　 The British atmosphere is quite developed, especially with regard to gambling. What's more, in the magic world, even the gambling market is set by the Ministry of Magic itself, and there is no restriction on whether the wizards participating in it are of adulthood.

When they had no money before, they were barefoot and were not afraid of wearing shoes. They could use all their worth to gamble on their own judgment, but now they have plenty of funds, and they will inevitably be a little **** when the capital is sufficient. NS.

　　 "Do you have any ideas now?" Lynn asked.

　　 Fried said with certainty: "We feel that the Irish team will win!"

　　 George continued: "But the Bulgarian Seeker Victor Krum is very strong."

　　 Lynn pondered for a moment. He seemed to be thinking about the pros and cons of the two teams, but he was actually recalling the final result of the game in the original.

　　 "If you believe me, the Irish team will win, but the Bulgarian team will catch the Snitch to end the game."

　　 George and Fried looked at each other excitedly.

　　 "You and us thought of going together. We discussed it for a long time and thought that the final result was like this, but we didn't make up our minds to invest all the money in it."

　　 Lynn waved his hand.

　　 "Don't worry Stud, I'll give another 500 gallons, you help me press this way, anyway, it is the Ministry of Magic who is the dealer, and I am not afraid that they will not admit it."

　　If George and Fried hadn't spoken, Lynn would not be so sure whether his memory was accurate.

　　 But he remembered very clearly that the two twins in the original book were betting right, so this is a bet that won’t be lost at all.

　　 Even if Lynn is not short of money, but the free money is not taken for nothing, it will be regarded as pocket money for Xiaobui in the next two years.

　　 With Lynn's guarantee, the Weasley brothers were immediately confident.

　　 They haven't seen him make any loss-making business since they met Lynn.

　　 Lynn threw them a bag of 500 gallons, and George and Freed happily took the money and added their own to bet.

　　 Lynn did not stay in the tent at this time.

He came out, knocked and started to secretly dye a corner of the tent green with a magic wand on his small buried forehead, warning her that if he came back at night and found that their tent really turned green, he would take her hair too. Dyed green!

　　 Xiaojian not only didn't feel ashamed, but also looked happy, saying that he wanted to do this a long time ago, and begged Lynn to draw a clover pattern on her face.

　　 Lynn said on the spot that she would dye her whole body green immediately or the one that would never change back, so she stopped, pouting and ran to find Hermione who was helping to light the fire.

　　 After getting rid of Xiao Bui's entanglement, Lynn informed Hermione and said that he would come back after going out and around, and then walked out of the camp.

　　 It's almost evening now, and a bright bonfire has risen around almost every tent.

　　 Lynn even clearly saw a purple magic fire that was not a normal flame beside a wizard tent. The Ministry of Magic officials who rushed over were communicating with these Brazilian wizards in rusty Portuguese.

　　 A small team lined up by the tap in the corner of the camp. Two men in the team were arguing fiercely. One of them was very old and was wearing a long women's printed nightdress.

　　 Another wizard who was obviously working in the ministry, holding a pair of pinstriped trousers in his hand, was so annoyed that he almost cried.

　　 "You can do it, put it on, Archie. You can't walk around in such a dress, the Muggle at the gate has already begun to doubt—"

　　 "I bought these pants in a Muggle shop," the old wizard said stubbornly, "Muggles wear them too."

　　 "Muggle women wear it, Archie, men don't wear it, men wear this." said the wizard who worked in the ministry, waving the pinstripe pants.

　　 "I'm not wearing it!" Old Archie said angrily, "I am willing to let the wholesome breeze blow my butt, thank you."

　　 Lynn leaned forward with a smile.

This old wizard obviously has not taken a Muggle study class~lightnovelpub.net~ The older European wizards still retain these old impressions. In their perception, Muggles will wear them regardless of whether they are men or women. skirt.

　　 He bypassed the team waiting to fetch the water, and soon came to a secluded corner.

　　 This is already the very edge of this wizarding camp, and almost no one will come over.

　　 Lynn didn't wait long while standing here, and a tall figure in a hurry came out of the forest in the distance.

　　 That is a familiar face.

　　 An old but still tough face, his short gray hair is combed meticulously, and the long windbreaker that he wears almost every season is very conspicuous.

　　The person here is Adrian Fox, Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, who has been away from Lynn for three years.

　　 Lynn greeted him with a smile on his face. When he just wanted to give a hug to the professor he hadn't seen for a long time, he realized that the current Professor Fox's face was a bit wrong.

　　 He frowned deeply, looking anxious.

　　 "Lynn, I'm glad we can meet again here, but you first listen to me."

　　 Lynn's face also sank, he could see that Professor Fox was not joking with him now.

　　 "What happened Professor?"

"Something has changed, or there are some troubles that I didn't think of before." Fox said hurriedly, "But I should be able to solve it, but I am short of time, so I can't go to the world game with you. If all goes well, I can come back safely at the end of the game."

　　 He suddenly stuffed a black suitcase into Lynn's hand.

　　 "Hold it, if I still haven't contacted you by the end of the game, just open it!"