Chapter 251 Of course I am teaching you something that adults should know
Vivi, who has glimpsed a corner of the future, certainly knows what will happen in the future, and she knows exactly what will happen to old Batty.

Vivi, who was in a moral vacuum, didn’t care how old Batty would die. After all, they were strangers to each other, not to mention that old Batty had a vague hostility towards her.

The most important reason is that old Barty stood in the way of Sirius’s progress, which is also the most important part of Vivi’s plan.

Those who stand in the way…

However, the others did not know all this. They were all attracted by what Mr. Ludo Bagman had just said about the “big thing” that would happen at Hogwarts in the near future.

Children are all curious, even those who are sixteen or seventeen years old are no exception. Take the Weasley twins for example, their gossipy hearts are about to overflow the screen.

“What’s going on at Hogwarts, Dad?” Fred asked immediately. “What were they talking about?”

“You’ll soon find out,” said Mr. Weasley, smiling.

“This is confidential. We won’t know until the Ministry decides to make it public.” Percy said seriously, “Mr. Crouch is right not to disclose confidential information easily.”

“Oh, shut up, Weatherby,” said Fred, rolling his eyes.

Percy took a deep breath and wanted to scold Fred, but found that the other party had already slipped away.

When they ran a short distance away, Fred turned back and made faces at Percy together with George.

This made Percy very angry, but he could do nothing about his two younger brothers.

That night, Vivi really stayed in the tent.

In line with the principle of not spreading bad ideas and not becoming a bad role model, when we first divided the tents, everyone had a single room.

Vivi was still giving Harry a suggestive look, but Harry’s attention was completely attracted by the noise outside the tent.

At around nine o’clock in the evening, Harry was bored in bed. Just when he was about to turn over and go to sleep, Vivi sneaked in unexpectedly.

“did you miss me?”

As soon as Vivi came in, she sat down beside Harry’s bed.

But she found that Harry was breathing evenly and had fallen asleep.

“Harry? Harry?” She reached out and pushed Harry.

Harry didn’t react at all.

There is an old saying that goes, you can’t wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep.

Vivi reached out and pinched Harry’s nose.

“Hahaha…” Harry laughed and got up. He did that on purpose because he wanted to see how Vivi would react.

“Heh.” Vivi narrowed her eyes and pulled Harry’s cheeks left and right.

Harry waved his arms twice, but when he saw that he couldn’t break free, he grabbed Vivi’s vital points with his backhand.

Weiwei was stunned by the sudden attack.

She had never expected Harry to be so direct, so impolite, so… so…

So shameless!

The two of them remained in a stalemate until Harry rubbed it twice.

“ah!”

Vivi exclaimed and reached out to open Harry’s two Lushan Claws.

“I said I – uh,” Harry clapped his paws, “I said I made a mistake, do you believe me?”

When he stretched out his hand, he seemed to be still savoring the moment, his fingers moving back and forth in the air.

“Bah!” Weiwei spat at him. “Do you think I will believe you? You little rascal – you have really been led astray by that woman Cassandra!”

“What did I do to him?”

Cassandra’s voice sounded from the side. Vivi crossed her arms and turned her head to see Cassandra standing next to her.

“Didn’t you lead him astray?” Weiwei looked at her warily, “Besides you, who else could it be?”

“Isn’t this exactly what you wanted?” Cassandra waved her hands casually. “Also, I need to correct you. It was you who led Pott astray, not me – do you understand?”

Then she looked down at Harry.

“It seems that I came at the wrong time – then, I will come again after this woman Grindelwald leaves England. I hope she won’t teach you anything unhealthy.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Cassandra disappeared into the room.

Teach Harry something unhealthy?
Vivi had actually been planning to leave, but after being provoked by Cassandra’s words, she doesn’t want to leave now?
She turned her head and gave Harry a wicked look.

That look…it’s like he wants to eat me up.

“What…what are you going to do?” Harry asked, swallowing.

“Heh!” Vivi walked forward, looking like a criminal with bad intentions.

She pulled off Harry’s blanket and said with a smile, “What am I going to do? Of course, I’m going to teach you some things that adults should know, Harry~”

……

The next morning, Harry was laughed at when he went out.

The Weasley twins, in particular, flipped over from behind the table in glee.

Harry’s lips were swollen like sausages, and he wouldn’t have even noticed his embarrassment if Hermione hadn’t handed him a mirror in time.

“Merlin, did you kiss a bee?” the twins were still laughing at Harry breathlessly.

Harry was not angry and laughed with them.

Fortunately, there was ointment here, which eliminated the swelling on Harry’s mouth in time.

“This is a lesson for you,” Vivi mouthed silently.

When Harry saw Vivi’s moist lips, he felt a little greedy again.

“There’s still some time before the World Cup starts,” Fred asked, sitting in a chair with his legs crossed. “Should we do something? Or just stay here? I think as a …”

Just as he was about to say something, George grabbed his sleeve and pulled it.

“As a qualified audience,” George corrected, “you should get familiar with the venue in advance, or – meet the players in advance, what do you think?”

While speaking, George winked at her from an angle where Mrs. Weasley couldn’t see.

The hint was already very obvious – you’re risking your life, your mom is right here, and you still dare to reveal things about Weasley’s magical tricks?

Fortunately, Mrs. Weasley’s attention was not on them, and George interrupted her in time, so they were not discovered.

“I’ll go with you!” Ron stood up immediately. “Let’s go together. I also want Krum’s autograph—”

“Then let’s go together.” Harry stood up and said, “I don’t have anything to do anyway. Besides, maybe you need me too.”

As he said this, Harry winked at Fred and George. They immediately understood and stood up to leave with Harry.

Halfway through the walk, George suddenly seemed to remember something and hurried back.

After they walked out, Fred put his arm around Harry’s shoulders and whispered, “What’s wrong, my sausage-mouthed classmate? Do you have anything to say?”

“I just feel like I have nothing to do.” Harry answered in a low voice, “I’m idle anyway, so I might as well come out and find something to do with you guys… What are you planning to do? Let me guess – you’re planning to sell those Weasley magic tricks that make Mom angry, right?”

“You can’t hide anything from your eyes.” Fred said with a smile: “Then, how about not telling Mom about this? Especially don’t let Percy know. You know, Percy is a guy…”

“So……”

Ron suddenly popped his head out from behind Harry: “Fred, you don’t want your mother to know that you went out to sell Weasley’s wizardry, do you?”

King Fred sneered, reached out his hand to grab Ron, and said to George who just walked out of the tent: “George – look, this guy actually dared to threaten me, what do you think we should do?”

“What should we do?” George smiled evilly, pulled out a fake wand from his arms, and pointed it at some unspeakable parts of Ron, “How about putting it into baby Ronnie’s eye? Oh, I mean the other one…”

“Don’t!” Ron struggled frantically, but he couldn’t get rid of his brothers’ embrace.

After laughing and joking for a while, they called on people to move forward.

The only ones who came out with them were Ron, Harry, and Charlie, who loved the fun.

Bill had some personal stuff to take care of, so he went somewhere else alone.

As for Vivi, she returned to the tent of the Austrian Ministry of Magic after dinner and “borrowed” Cassandra by the way.

Cassandra was obviously disgusted, but she still went with Vivi.

They walked through the misty camp, passing between two long rows of tents.

Most of the tents looked ordinary; their owners had obviously taken some pains to make them as similar to Muggle tents as possible, but some had inadvertently gone overboard and added chimneys, bell ropes, or weather vanes.

However, there are occasionally a few tents that are obviously enchanted.

In the center of the camp, there is a tent that stands out.

It was lavishly decorated with large amounts of striped silk, and looked like a small palace, with a few live peacocks tied at the entrance.

A little further ahead, they saw another tent set up in the shape of a four-story building with several corner towers next to it.

Further over there, there is a garden in front of a tent with a bird bath, sundial, fountain, etc.

Harry watched Draco come out and wave at him.

“How is it, Harry?” He proudly showed off to the group of people: “This is our tent. Look at that bathtub, it’s for the peacocks to bathe… You know? They are really dirty, especially their tail feathers. Almost two kilograms of dust can be washed off, I have no doubt about it… The water in the bathtub can even turn the peacocks gray and black, which is simply unacceptable…”

“But you still keep peacocks.” Ron sneered. “Maybe deep down you just like the feeling of being dirty, don’t you, Malfoy?”

“Shut up, Weasley!”

These words were not spoken by Draco, but by the twin brothers in unison.

Draco laughed out loud as he saw the Weasley twins speak his mind so synchronously.

“What are you planning to do?” Draco asked curiously: “Copy – Ron, Harry… who is this? No need to guess, it must be Weasley, but I haven’t seen you…”

“This is my second brother, Charlie.” Ron introduced Draco, “Charlie, this is Draco Malfoy, a guy who’s not very annoying.”

“Hey!” Draco said in dissatisfaction, but it still failed to change Ron’s opinion.

After chatting for a while, Draco was called back by Narcissa, as if he had forgotten something.

“See you later.” Draco said to them, “I’m going to meet the Quidditch players with my dad later. Do you want to come with me?”

“Okay, but we have to sell their gadgets first,” Harry said to Draco.

After agreeing on a meeting time, Draco walked into the tent.

“Let’s go,” Fred said to them.

They moved slowly between the tents, looking around with interest.

It is morning now, the sun is still orange-red, and the campers on the site are gradually waking up.

The first to get up are families with children, after all, children need less sleep.

A little boy of about two years old squatted outside a large pyramid-shaped tent, holding a magic wand in his hand, happily poking a slug in the grass, which slowly swelled to the size of a sausage.

As they approached him, the boy’s mother hurried out of the tent.

“How many times have I told you, Kevin? You are not—to touch—your father’s—wand—again—ouch!”

She stepped on the giant slug and it exploded with a snap.

They walked a long way and could still hear her shouting in the silent air, mixed with the little boy’s cry – “You crushed the bug! You crushed the bug!”

“You two were like this when you were little.” Charlie said to the Weasley twins who were snickering, “You were very naughty and liked to play rogue. In the end, Mom didn’t believe you anymore.”

“Ha.” The twins laughed in unison.

They walked along the way, and from time to time they could see adult wizards coming out of their tents and starting to make breakfast.

Some looked furtively and tried to light fires with their wands; others struck matches with skeptical looks on their faces, as if they thought it would not work.

“So what do we do?” Ron asked Fred and George. “How are you going to sell these wands? I mean – is there really anyone who would buy these?”

As he spoke, Ron picked up a fake wand made by the Weasley twins that was so realistic that it was impossible to tell the real thing from the fake, and asked curiously.

“How will anyone know if they don’t try?” the twins said with a grin.

However, they kept selling until noon, but no one came to buy wands.

In desperation, they decided to sell separately and each person would take a few samples.

Harry got five and planned to try his luck at the entrance of the Austrian Ministry of Magic.

He also put on a cloak, because selling fake wands was… a bit embarrassing.

“Wands—wands for sale—”

he whispered.

Just when he took a few steps out, someone suddenly called him.

“Hey, wand seller?”

Harry turned around and saw a middle-aged wizard.

Almost instantly, Harry concluded that this was a dark wizard.

“Your wand—” The dark wizard looked around cautiously, and seeing that there were no Aurors around, he asked mysteriously, like some shady people dealing on the West Coast, “How much is your wand?”

(End of this chapter)