Chapter 324: Little Barty Escapes And Old Deng Goes Crazy
Seeing Percy being arrogant and respectful, he wished he could lick the boots of the middle-aged wizard in front of him.
Ginny suddenly understood what Wayne meant by licking the dog.
Percy is so amazing, he can actually interpret a word so vividly.
He leaned forward and bowed, "Would you like a cup of tea? It's really hard work organizing such a large event but still being in an orderly manner!"
Crouch, who was thinking about something, was slightly surprised and looked at Percy in front of him, "Okay, thank you, Weatherby."
Harry and Ronald, who were in charge of sprinkling the seasonings on the meat, laughed so much that they almost stuffed the seasonings into their mouths. Percy's ears turned pink and he showed an awkward smile as he went to prepare tea.
"By the way, there's something I've always wanted to tell you, Arthur." Mr. Crouch first glanced at Wayne, who was telling a joke to Sakura and Tomoyo, and then twitched the corner of his mouth. In front of Mr. Weiss.
Sometimes he really doesn't understand what kind of person Wayne is.
His thoroughness in planning Voldemort, his ruthlessness in dealing with his son, and his clever methods of cannibalizing the Ministry of Magic.
He was completely unable to relate to the playboy-looking young master in front of him.
Retracting his mind, Crouch said in a deep voice: "Ali Bashir wants to talk to you about your ban on flying carpets."
Mr. Weasley sighed, "I sent an owl to him last week to talk specifically about this. I've said it a hundred times. Carpets are defined as Muggle artefacts on the Prohibited Magical Items Register. But will he listen?"
"I don't think he will." Mr. Crouch said, taking a cup of tea from Percy. He was very keen on our country's market.
"But flying carpets will never replace broomsticks in Britain!"
A loud voice came, and Crouch and Mr. Weasley turned around.
A pot-bellied man wearing a Hornets uniform came over with Gemini and Cedric.
"Ludo." Mr. Weasley hugged him and introduced to the people around him: "This is Ludo Bagman. You know who he is. He is the absolute protagonist today!"
Then he looked at the children behind Bagman: "Why did you get together with Ludo?"
George grinned: "We turned around and happened to meet Mr. Bagman's opening, so we beat Ireland and won, but Bulgaria caught the Golden Snitch. "He protected us on the way.
Came here. "
"It would be a really big number if we win." Bagman clapped his hands on the sidelines.
"It'll be a disaster if mom finds out." Mr. Weasley nodded at the two of them, "How much did you suppress?"
George cautiously stretched out a finger.
"One Galleung?" Mr. Weasley nodded casually, but when he saw that George's hand still hadn't been put down, his voice was slightly raised: "Ten Galleons? Aren't you afraid of losing it all?"
Bagman laughed loudly: "Arthur, you have underestimated your sons, they are a hundred galleons!"
"They are very confident in their judgment. We have to wait and see when the time comes."
Mr. Weasley was so shocked that he couldn't even speak. He didn't even have a hundred galleons. How did these two boys come up with it?
Fred smiled guiltily. In fact, the one hundred galleons Bagman mentioned meant one hundred galleons for each of them, even Cedric.
They almost squandered all the income they earned from setting up the stall all morning.
"Okay, Ludo." Crouch said with a hint of impatience in his voice: "Put your entertainment aside for now. I have been looking for you. The Bulgarians insist that we add twelve more seats to the top box. ”
"It turns out they wanted this," Buckman said. "I thought they were going to borrow a pair of tweezers. I'm going to arrange it now."
After saying that, he waved to everyone, "See you later, you are in the top box with me, I am the commentator of the game!"
After saying that, he phantomed and disappeared.
"Why do I feel that Ludo is a little afraid of you?" Mr. Weasley touched his chin and asked suspiciously.
Crouch looked calm: "It's all your illusion."
"Arthur, I also need a list of entry contraband. Please sort it out and give it to me as soon as possible.
"No problem." Mr. Weasley nodded, "I will find you after the game."
"It would be great."
After saying that, Crouch ignored Percy who came up to him and walked in the direction of Wayne.
At this time, Tomoyo and Sakura's brains had short-circuited.
Wayne just said something and they haven't reacted yet - your latest photo is actually your oldest photo.
"Mr. Lawrence, I want to talk to you."
The arrival of Crouch interrupted their thinking. Wayne stood up and left another question for the two of them: "Use one sentence to prove that you have not heard this sentence."
Then, with two pairs of clear and ignorant eyes, he followed Crouch into the woods nearby.
Percy also watched the two people leaving, full of confusion: "How did Mr. Crouch know Wayne?"
After making sure there was no one else around, Crouch looked at the boy strangely: "How did you come up with such a...smart question?"
Wayne waved his hand casually: "It's just to tease the girls, just think about it. Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Crouch said solemnly: "He escaped."
Wayne's casual expression turned slightly serious: "Little Barty?"
Crouch nodded silently, "Three days ago, Twinkle told me that when she went to deliver food, no one was at home, and the food from the previous day had not been touched.
"Did he escape on his own, or did someone help him escape?"
"He doesn't have a wand and is very weak. There is no way he can break through the trap I set.
Crouch didn't say it explicitly, but the meaning was obvious.
Wayne's eyes closed slightly, and when they opened again, the stars were shining brightly. Crouch felt a sudden pressure on his body, and took a few steps back. Then he felt much better, and looked at the boy in surprise.
After a while, the starlight slowly dissipated, and Wayne returned to normal, softly saying:
"I sensed it. It should be several hundred miles away from here..."
"Can we catch the Dark Lord directly?" Crouch asked expectantly.
Wayne shook his head slightly: "If he fails, he will hide deeper. It's best not to alert the enemy."
He had also thought about whether to arrest Voldemort directly, but the disembodied Voldemort was not a ghost or a soul, and his way of existence was extremely special.
If he were so easy to catch, Dumbledore would have caught him in his first year.
"If you want to kill someone, at least he must be alive." Wayne looked at Crouch's somewhat disappointed eyes and consoled him.
Crouch is a very calm person. He understood what Wayne meant and didn't dwell too much on it.
Wayne asked Crouch to pay attention to his safety and gave him two life-saving props before the two separated.
Back at the camp, the preparations for the roast pork are almost ready.
Everyone gathered around the baking pan and ate while baking.
"Qiu, try my handiwork." Xiaoying handed over the baked chicken wings, Qiu took a bite and gave a thumbs up.
"And mine." Tomoyo also smiled and brought over a skewer of meat.
"Where's mine?" Wayne looked at the empty plate in front of him and asked speechlessly.
"This is for you." Nagini brought a platter of beef. She knew that Wayne didn't like raw meat, so she grilled it until it was eight or nine years old. It didn't matter if it was a little older.
"Nagini still loves people, unlike some people, the country
Wayne raised his voice deliberately and looked at Hermione.
Bang!
Hermione put a piece of dark 'charcoal' on the plate, and the little witch smiled: "Would you like some layers?"
Wayne swallowed, "Well, let's forget it."
Eating this thing is more terrifying than drinking Snape's potion...
He carried the plate and came to the side of Gemini and Cedric, "Did you place the burden on Bagman?"
"That's right." Cedric took a sip of lemonade, "As long as I win this time, I can pay off your debt at once."
Wayne issued a soul torture: "Then what if you win, but Bagman can't get the money?"
The three of them were so excited that they didn't consider this issue at all when they just placed their bets.
Finally, Fred said: "Bagman is a celebrity. He is the most famous batsman in England. He shouldn't be at the expense of a few of our students, right?"
George and Cedric nodded repeatedly: "He and dad are still friends, so this kind of thing will definitely not happen."
"Then I'm overthinking it." Wayne shrugged and did not continue the topic.
If he hadn't stepped in... Ludo Bagman would have definitely paid back the money.
And he would also use the leprechaun's gold coins to fool them.
However, Wayne had already intervened in advance. All Bagman's odds were calculated by him with an actuary. Although it was not as accurate and perfect as Muggle society, he would never lose money.
He also admired Bagman's IQ. He had never heard of anyone losing money by sitting in the bank.
However, it is precisely because this guy is so stupid that he is the easiest to win over among the Directors of the Ministry of Magic. He just asked Mrs. Greengrass to take all the foreign debts owed by Ludo Bagman into his hands. He can control the sports director at will.
After dinner, everyone who got up at around three o'clock in the morning returned to the tent to rest for a while, replenishing their spirits due to the night.
However, Gemini and Cedric were still very energetic and pushed their cars out to make money again.
Wayne also went out for a walk. It was rare for a grand gathering of 100,000 wizards to come together.
When they were drinking not long ago, Lao Ge was bragging to him, claiming that he had 100,000 saints under his command at that time, which almost made the entire continent tremble.
But he forgot that Wayne was not the only one who knew him. Newt had sold Grindelwald's background.
Although they claim to be one hundred thousand saints, they actually only have one to twenty thousand followers, because as long as Grindelwald is elite, some of his minions are unwilling to pay attention...
So he exposed Grindelwald on the spot, which made the old man blush and penalized Newt.
Today, Wayne finally saw what a hundred thousand wizards was.
The hundreds of employees of the British Ministry of Magic are simply too busy, and the management is in chaos.
As Wayne walked along the path, he could see wizards wearing various distinctive costumes. Some were wearing pajamas and ties, some were dressed as black state chiefs, and some were wearing peacock feathers directly on their bodies without wearing any hair. of.
Highlight a free-spirited person.
The use of magic was originally prohibited here, but this is almost impossible for many wizards.
Without magic, they couldn't even make the fire to make gizzard rice.
There are still small traders apparating down from time to time to sell their products.
In the end, the Ministry of Magic completely gave up its resistance and implemented the tradition of leading the British - open up!
Love as you like, as long as you don't get into fights.
As a result, several campsites became more lively.
Wayne also met many acquaintances along the way. The first two he met were Norman and Toby.
Roommates, they came with Ernie McMillan, and there was a camp of several Hufflepuff students nearby.
Everyone was surprised to see Wayne coming over and held him for a while to chat before letting him go.
Then Wayne met Oliver Wood, Gryffindor's Quidditch captain who had just graduated this year and had joined Puddlemere United as a substitute goalkeeper.
However, he was still upset about not winning the school's Quidditch Cup in his last year, and Wayne continued to move forward without even chatting with him.
Arriving at another campsite, he was surprised to see three old acquaintances gathered around Gemini and Cedric's cart.
"Professor Sprout, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick.
Wayne walked up and greeted several people.
"Wayne, you're here too." Professor Sprout looked at his protégé with a smile, and the other two professors also smiled.
"This is for you, Mr. Lawrence." Professor McGonagall handed the hat that must have had a four-leaf clover to Wayne, and then asked:
"You must support Ireland too, right?"
You can tell by the way the professors are dressed that they are all die-hard Irish fans. Professor McGonagall’s face is painted with oil paint, and his clothes are also environmentally friendly white and green stripes.
The older cat girl is an avid fan of Quidditch, and Wayne got to see it today.
Professor Sprout is wearing the same hat that Professor McGonagall just gave to Wayne, presented by Ye Xiaoku.
Professor Flitwick wore a children's Irish uniform with a badge on his chest.
There is quite a harmonious atmosphere of a family of three traveling.
"Of course, I believe Ireland will definitely win the championship." Wayne did not refuse Professor McGonagall's kindness. He put the hat directly on his head and said with a smile: "This is not the case.
School, just call me Wayne. "
Wayne invited: "Professor, do you want to watch the game together later? The view from the box will be better at 4.7."
"No need." Professor McGonagall refused: "I still like the atmosphere of watching football in the ordinary stands, the box is too deserted."
"Okay." Wayne didn't force it. Professor McGonagall was right. Although the view from the balcony was wider, the atmosphere was indeed quite different.
He watched the three professors buy a lot of goods from the cart. Cedric and Gemini also wanted to give the professors a discount, but were severely rejected by Professor McGonagall.
"There is no professor who takes advantage of students, keep the money."
The three professors had a very strong desire to buy, and they bought fifty galleons of goods at once. Although the price was high, the quantity was really quite a lot.
Hearing what she said, Wayne sighed and said, "It would be great if Professor Snape had your level of awareness."
The three professors all twitched their mouths.
It's hard for them to comment too much on the feud between Wayne and Snape.
The three professors were carrying large and small bags of things and were about to return to their campsite, when Professor McGonagall suddenly turned around.
"Wayne, have you seen Albus lately?"
Wayne shook his head blankly: "No...the last time I saw the principal was at the end of the month.
Professor McGonagall's expression became even weirder now: "Did you make him angry?"
"What happened to him?" Wayne asked.
"Albus suddenly wrote me a letter a few days ago...asking me to list the crushing powder and sex-changing mints you invented as contraband."
Wayne's lips twitched: "It's normal for people to have weird tempers as they get older. Don't worry, these two products will never appear in the school next semester, and I won't give them to Harry alone.
"That's good." Professor McGonagall said with satisfaction, and then left with the other two professors.
Wayne stood there thinking...
Why is Lao Deng so crazy?