Tom is not a greedy person. He invests in the magic trick workshop of Fred brothers mainly to raise the funds needed for alchemy, and realize the ideals of Fred and George by the way. How could it be a beautiful thing to kill two birds with one stone?

As for this doomed gamble, it should be a small lesson for Fred and George, and a tragic failure should also be used to tell them that gamblers will not end well.

Gambling is not terrible, what is terrible is that the first time I won a lot of money, this is half a foot into the gate of hell.

During the chat, Barty Crouch also showed up.

Percy looked like he was about to faint from excitement. He quickly served Crouch a cup of hot tea, and handed it to Crouch respectfully.

"How much do you think Percy would pay for a small sculpture of Mr. Crouch if you made one?" Tom stood behind, unable to help but complain.

"Probably take out my last Nat." Fred blinked. Percy's behavior had upset him for a long time.

Crouch had come to talk to Mr. Weasley about something. A businessman from the Middle East tried to bypass the "Registration Form for Prohibited Magical Items" and sell flying carpets to the UK.

In this regard, Arthur's attitude is also very clear: it is absolutely impossible, he does not want the flying carpet to enter the British market and compete with the flying broom - although the flying carpet can carry many people at a time. Wizards are self-taught when it comes to trade protectionism.

After dealing with official duties, Crouch and Bagman disapparated together, and they had to meet the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic.

After the two directors left, Percy was just about to express his opinion on them when he saw a person. The moment he saw that person, his face turned pink, and the long speech he had just organized was stuck in his throat.

A very beautiful girl with long brown curly hair was standing not far away, glaring at Percy angrily.

The girl's name was Penelope Clearwater, and she was Percy's girlfriend.

Fred noticed the abnormality at the first time, and he immediately punched Tom and George with his elbow, signaling that they were going to eat melons.

George: (σ???)σ

Tom: (*@[emailprotected]*)

This posture looks like the visitor is not good!

Soon, not only the three of Tom, but others also noticed Percy's strangeness. Under the strange gazes of his family and guests, Percy couldn't keep calm. He coughed twice quickly, and straightened his shirt collar, as if he had buttoned it up too tightly before going out.

"I, I have friends—" he stammered.

"It just so happens that we don't have anything to do here, hurry up and meet your friends, punctuality is a necessary quality for a gentleman." Mr. Weasley took the empty plate from Percy.

"Our Weasley family has been gentlemen for generations!" Fred and George next to him were also booing. Percy's face turned from pink to peach, as if steam could be ejected from his ears in the next second.

"Go ahead." Charlie pushed his younger brother to stop dawdling.

With the support and attention of the whole family, Percy quickly ran to Penello.

"Penello, I—"

"Percy Weasley." Penello interrupted Percy with a hand, and the pretty girl was now sullen, calling Percy by her first name.

Most of the time, your trouble starts when you are called by your full name.

Percy also understood this law, so when he heard his full name, his brain started to work rapidly: did he do something wrong?

Then Percy realized.

He remembered a small bet a long time ago: he had made a bet with Penello before, betting on the outcome of the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw Quidditch match-he lost the bet, owed I gave my girlfriend a sum of money.

The girlfriend didn't make things difficult for him, she just asked him to accompany her to watch the World Cup during the summer vacation...

Yeah, just watch the World Cup together - the problem is Percy forgot all about it!

He entered the Ministry of Magic after graduation, and then he was entrusted with important tasks. He was as busy as the hands of a clock, and there was hardly any time to stop. Percy, who devoted himself to his work, completed one task after another, and Mr. Crouch's favorability for him has been rising. At the same time, his real girlfriend Penello's affection for Percy has been declining. Until today, the final was about to begin, but Percy hadn't shown up for a long time.

She finally couldn't bear it anymore, and took the initiative to find Percy to see what he had to say.

"Penello, let me explain—"

"How dare you bother a busy person to explain to me, I'm just an ordinary student, how can I waste the time of the future star of the Ministry of Magic?"

…

Not far away, the Weasleys were quietly watching Percy's progress. After looking at it, everyone felt that something was not quite right: Why is there such a strong smell of gunpowder between this couple?

In the end, Percy obtained his girlfriend's temporary forgiveness through frantic admission of mistakes and serious reflection. But there is no doubt that he will not be able to return to his camp for the time being.

After watching Percy's "voluntary" show, Fred and George also slipped away. The two of them had to sell the goods redeemed from Tom. Although it won't sell for much money, it is more or less a fortune.

Time passed by, and when the sun was faltering, the camp began to be filled with excitement. As night fell, the wizards tore off the last vestiges of camouflage, and the carnival began in earnest. Faced with this general trend, the Ministry of Magic also chose to give in and completely let go of control. They thought it would be better to stun Muggles and modify their memories afterward than to suppress wizards' interest.

Countless peddlers descended from the sky, carrying trays and pushing carts full of outlandish bric-a-brac. Vendors are like Doraemon, with everything: glowing badges — green for Ireland, red for Bulgaria — that screech their players’ names; flags that play their national anthems; statues of famous players; Firebolt miniatures…

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Mr. Granger was simply confused.

Before going shopping, he quietly pulled Tom aside and asked in a low voice, "By the way, which team should we root for?"

Tom: ...

He really didn't understand what Mr. Granger was thinking, even in terms of geographical location, they should support the Irish team!

After getting a clear reply, Mr. Granger ran to a trolley and picked out his favorite souvenirs. It's hard for him because he wants it all!

"Tom, what do you think of this hat?" Hermione followed and picked out an Irish tall hat with shamrocks dancing in the wind.

"No, absolutely not!" Tom looked at the green hat and rejected Hermione without hesitation.

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