I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 224: Old Boy Bagman
"Why can't I see anything?" Hermione put the telescope down and turned to look at Louis in confusion, "What's going on?"

At this time, the twins also came over and put Ron in a leg-locking spell and a tongue-locking throat-lock in the same tacit understanding. George put his arm on Fred's shoulder and smiled evilly: "What's going on?"

Fred forced a similar smile on his face: "Yeah, how could it be?"

Knowing the twins' bad personalities, Hermione didn't think much about it. She just gave them a look and put the telescope back in front of her.

After all, the telescope was brought by Louis, so it should not have much to do with the twins.

Ron and Harry on the side reached out their hands and smeared their faces.

Seeing that she still couldn't see anything, Hermione twisted the telescope with her hand.

No sooner said than done, thick black smoke suddenly came out of the telescope in her hand, and at the same time, Hermione's screams rang out.

Emma, ​​who was not far behind, heard Hermione's scream. After seeing the black smoke over there, she stretched out her hand and cast a wind spell to disperse the black smoke covering Hermione.

Hermione emerged from the black smoke, coughing non-stop, still holding the telescope in her hand, her eyes turned black and blue.

"I squeezed it and it--it hit me!" she gasped. Sure enough, they saw two long springs sticking out of the top of the telescope, each with a small fist on it.

"Louis!" Hermione screamed, and Louis hurried to Harry's side.

It was so brutal. This roar was quite similar to the roar of a lioness on the African savannah. It would be a waste if I didn't find the landlady to practice the lion roar skill.

By the way, he raised his hand to dispel the spell on Harry and Ron.

"You don't have to block my tongue and throat, Louis." Harry covered his mouth and whispered, "Since you have seen through it, someone has to get punched. Why can't it be Hermione? I mean."

After saying this, Harry chuckled.

"Hermione must have done a lot of good things in her previous life to have a good sister like you." Louis patted Harry's shoulder and said sarcastically.

Harry didn't respond, he turned around and ran away, but he was tied up by Hermione's spell before he ran a few steps, and fell to the ground. Louis immediately hid behind Catherine, poked his head out and shouted: "Hermione! You have to believe me, this matter has nothing to do with me, it's mainly because Harry came to me with a telescope, I really didn't know there was a fist in the telescope!"

"But you know there is a trap in this telescope! Louis! I'm so lucky to have trusted you!" Hermione had a pair of panda eyes, puffed up like a pufferfish, and looked extremely cute.

Louis couldn't help but burst out laughing: “You are right, but Miss Panda, I still suggest you go to Aunt Molly for some ointment, my God...hahahahahaha..."

Hermione didn't understand what Louis said. Seeing her confusion, Catherine couldn't help laughing and took out a mirror from her pocket and handed it to Hermione.

Hermione opened the mirror, but she never expected that a faint black mist would pop out from the mirror and attach to her face, turning her face pitch black.

"Hahahaha..." Catherine hugged Louis' body and laughed. Seeing Hermione's teeth open her mouth and showing their extremely white teeth against the dark background, they both laughed even happier.

"You...you..." Hermione threw the mirror away. After the black fog dissipated, she saw herself in the mirror. She pointed at the couple who were gloating over their misfortune with trembling fingers, and burst into tears in anger. She squatted on the ground, feeling as aggrieved as she could be.

At this time, other people also gathered around, wanting to see what was going on.

Hermione raised her head with a twitch, revealing a dark face comparable to Zhang Fei's.

This was great. Except for Aunt Molly, no one else could hold back. Even Aunt Molly herself let out a "thump" sound, but she soon held it back, went back to the car to get the potion, fed it to Hermione, and then shot another shot in her face to clean it up.

"That's much better. My little darling Hermione is the most beautiful one. Don't worry about those bad guys." Aunt Molly patted Hermione to comfort her, and glared at Louis and Catherine fiercely.

……

The picnic went very well. Even Hermione quickly forgot about the prank she had just played and started playing crazy with Ginny, chasing and playing on the grass like wild dogs, not looking like she had just been broken down.

Louis felt that this meal was okay. It must be said that Aunt Molly's sandwich was indeed delicious. It was not like the disgusting sandwich that Ron sat on in the car when he had eaten it in the first grade. On the contrary, it was a lot better than that time.

After all, it’s not… um…

When they returned to the camp, they saw a man circling in front of their house. Mr. Weasley was very happy. He immediately got out of the car, waved and shouted: "Hey, Ludo, I'm here..."

Following the direction Mr. Weasley greeted, everyone saw a very eye-catching man. Even Snape in black robes and bat form could not compare to him.

Ludo Bagman was wearing a long Quidditch robe with wide yellow and black stripes on it, and a huge wasp was printed on the chest very boldly - this robe was actually more suitable for Dumbledore, after all, Professor Dumbledore's nickname came from Old Bee.

He looked a bit fat. It was said that he used to be strong, but now he was obviously declining in middle age. His long robe was tightly stretched over his big belly. Everyone was sure that when Mr. Bagman played Quidditch for Britain, his belly was definitely not so fat. My goodness, it looked like he was pregnant for several months. His belly was obviously full of fat.

Bagman had a squashy nose, but his round blue eyes, short blond hair, and rosy complexion made him look like an oversized schoolboy.

"Hi, hi!" Mr. Bagman yelled cheerfully, bouncing and hopping as if he had springs under his feet, and it was obvious that he was in a state of great excitement, which he certainly was.

Maybe people get younger as they get older. Dumbledore is usually quite childish. Ludo Bagman actually has some of this tendency as well. It seems that when he gets old, he will definitely be a very cute old naughty boy.

"Arthur, old fellow, oh, my dear old fellow, it's been a long time since we last met," he said breathlessly, as he came to the fire. "What a fine day it is, isn't it? Great weather! Where can you find such weather! There will be no clouds tonight... The whole preparation is in perfect order... There is nothing for me to do!"

Mr. Bagman really is someone who works at the Ministry of Magic. He starts his greeting by making a fuss about the weather. It's a pity that he doesn't stay in London.

Behind him, a group of haggard-looking officials from the Ministry of Magic hurried past. In the distance, there were signs that someone was playing with magic fire. Purple sparks jumped up more than twenty feet high. This looked very unscientific. The officials of the Ministry of Magic were obviously tired of this. They had to serve these old wizards and be careful not to be discovered by Muggles. This kind of work did not get any pay. This was the most distressing thing.

Percy stepped forward hastily and held out his hand, obviously not approving of the way Ludo Bagman ran his department but wanting to make a good impression.

"Oh, yes," Mr. Weasley said with a smile. Even though he was not very satisfied with Percy's little bureaucratic style, he still patted his son Percy on the shoulder and introduced him to Mr. Bagman: "This is my son Percy. He just started working at the Ministry of Magic... This is Fred - no, look at my memory, this is George, sorry, that's Fred, this is Bill, Charlie, Ron, my daughter Ginny, and this is Ron's friends Harry and Hermione."

Then, he began to introduce Louis to Ludo Bagman: "This is Sirius Black. You should have seen his wanted poster. However, the Sirius on the wanted poster is not as handsome as he is now."

Sirius greeted Mr. Bagman with a smile. Mr. Bagman subconsciously put his hands into his arms, as if he was going to take out his wand, but he quickly realized that Sirius was no longer a wanted criminal, so he smiled awkwardly and reached out to hold Sirius' hand.

"This is Harry's classmate, Louis, and his girlfriend Catherine." Mr. Weasley pointed to Christasa and said, "This is his maid Christasa, and that is his other girlfriend Liv, as well as his mother Emma, ​​and Catherine's mother Solanlian."

Mr. Weasley really won't stop until he has introduced all these people.

When Mr. Bagman heard that Louis had two girlfriends and they knew each other's identities and they were here at the same time, he leaned back tactically in awe.

This kid... this kid has a bright future... Mr. Bagman felt a sense of respect for Louis. He really admired Louis from the bottom of his heart.

"You can do great things," Mr. Bagman said confidently, shaking Louis' hand.

"I'm sure of it even without you telling me." Louis said with the same certainty. He still had this confidence.

"Let me introduce you to him," continued Mr. Weasley. "This is Ludo Bagman. You know who he is. We are indebted to him for getting such great tickets."

Bagman smiled broadly and waved his hand as if to say that it was nothing.

"Want to place a bet on the match, Arthur?" he asked eagerly, making the pockets of his yellow and black robe jingle, as if they were filled with gold coins. "I've persuaded Rody Pontner to take a bet with me that Bulgaria will score the first goal - I've given him very high odds, as I consider Ireland's third striker to be the best I've seen in years - and little Agatha Timms has put half the stock in her Eel Farm on the match lasting a week."

"Oh... all right, all right then," said Mr. Weasley. "Let me see... I'll bet a Galleon on Ireland to win, all right?"

"One Galleon?" Mr. Bagman's face fell for a moment. He seemed to have not expected his old friend to be so stingy. He looked a little disappointed, but soon recovered his interest. "Very good, very good. Anyone else want to bet?
"They are too young to gamble," said Mr. Weasley. "Molly wouldn't want to..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Fred and George quickly take out a pile of coins from their pockets.

"We'll put one hundred and thirty-seven Galleons, fifteen Sickles, and three Knuts," said Fred, and he and George quickly put out what money they had left, "on Ireland to win - but Viktor Krum to catch the Snitch."

"Wow, you two good boys have quite a bit of hidden money." Mr. Bagman was surprised at the twins' generosity - he was somewhat doubtful whether the two children in front of him were Mr. Weasley's biological children. How could their father be so stingy, but the children be so generous?
"You may not know this, Mr. Bagman," George said ostentatiously, pulling a fake wand from his pocket. "We've been selling these magic tricks at school, and they're very popular among the students."

He was right. They never exchanged the credits Louis gave them for gold coins. Instead, they used some magic tricks they made to sell among their classmates. Obviously, they didn't exchange them for gold Galleons, but other classmates did. As a result, they accumulated a considerable fortune through doing business.

According to irresponsible speculation from insiders, the Weasley twins earned at least three thousand gold Galleons from their classmates.

Percy couldn't bear it any longer. He lowered his voice and said in a slightly reprimanding tone, "Do you want to show Mr. Bagman these useless things of yours?"

But Mr. Bagman didn't seem to think the fake wand was a rubbish. He took it from Fred and it quacked loudly and turned into a yellow rubber duck - the kind that Europeans often put in their bathtubs when they take a bath.

Mr. Bagman laughed out loud at the amusement, his childish face full of childish excitement.

"Great! I haven't seen anything so realistic and interesting in many years. I decided to pay five gold galleons for it!" Mr. Bagman suggested with a smile.

"One Galleon will do, Mr. Bagman." Fred said to Mr. Bagman in an honest and trustworthy manner, "This is the price we sell it to our classmates."

But Mr. Bagman didn't want to take advantage of the two children. He took out five gold galleons from his pocket and put them in Fred's hand. "No, I think it's worth the price, kids. I hope you can open a magic trick shop that's better than Zonko's joke shop."

(End of this chapter)