Chapter 319: The power of magic?

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Another group of people suddenly appeared in front of the two wizards.
"Five to forty, from Itachiyama." the wizard holding the gold watch yelled quickly.
The wizard who took the parchment made a check on the parchment.
This group of people is obviously two families.
Everyone has red hair. They are the Weasley family.
Another family is a father with a few sons.
"Arthur, your camp is divided into the first camp, Di Gori, you are in the second camp, in that direction..." the parchment wizard said wearily.
"Basil, why are you so tired?"
Basil said: "It's too sleepy to stay up all night, but someone will pick up our class after a while."
"Mr. Basil, who are they?" George pointed to a group of people who were about to lose sight.
Their clothes are bright, pink, white, blue, colorful, and they are very different from the ordinary wizards, and are walking through the swamp.
Basil said: "Oh, that's Harry Potter and his employees. You know, they are Muggles..."
Ginny heard Harry's name and thought with disappointment: If she could come a few minutes early, would she be able to touch Harry?
Another family, a boy behind the wizard Diggory, heard Harry's name and his eyes became dark, weird, and full of anger.
"Cedric, your old friend." One of his brothers said weirdly.
"Shut up for me!" Cedric stared at his brother.
His brother was ridiculed by this terrifying look.
...
In the deserted swamps, the fog is getting heavier and heavier.
Harry waved his hand, the thick fog was separated by two transparent air walls, and a passage appeared.
After a while, a door appeared in front, and then a small stone house.
Behind the stone house, hundreds of strange tents have been erected, and the tents were built along the gentle of the large area behind, occupying a large area of ​​grass.
The site stretched to a dark forest on the horizon.
Seeing Harry coming, the man at the door greeted him.
Harry immediately let the thick fog gather again.
But it's a little late.
The man kept looking behind them and rubbed his eyes.
"I just seemed to see that the dense fog was pushed away? The very neat kind, like being cut away." The man said doubtfully.
"You are wrong." Harry said.
"No, I am very confident in my eyes." The man said vowedly.
"You read it wrong." Harry reminded again.
"I can swear to Jesus." the man said.
"Well, you are right." Harry said.
Then he reached out and snapped his fingers in front of the man's eyes.
The man's eyes flickered, and he was in a trance.
After a few seconds, his memory was changed.
His eyes became clear again, and he looked at a strong, aura of cool and glamorous women in Harry's group.
Some nervously said: "Good morning, may I ask, are you also here to rent the venue? The same as those who live in the tent behind?"
The woman questioned by him wore a professional elite women's suit, mini-dress, and hip skirt. At first glance, it was the center of everyone.
His eyes were right, the buttocks were warped, and the woman with long legs was the manager of the cauldron bar hired by Harry, named Troy Hill.
Troy first glanced at Harry and saw that he had no special reaction before saying, "Good morning, are you Mr. Roberts?"
"Yes."
This Muggle Roberts must have never spoken with such a beautiful and confident woman, especially with a group of Yingyingyanyan girls who hardly dare to look at Troy's eyes.
"Well, we are renting a piece of land." Troy said.
Hermione said, "What's going on? Just now... tell the local people that they have rented your land."
Roberts said embarrassedly: "They paid too little, and finally decided to pay only a part of the money. I will charge everyone a little more."
Hermione said, "It turns out that the devil... is so poor?"
"Sorry, what did you say?" Roberts asked.
"Nothing." Hermione said.
"Then how many days do you want to rent?" Roberts said.
"One day." Troy said.
"Okay, one pound per person." Roberts said.
Zhang Qiu took a fifty-pound pound from his pocket and handed it to Roberts.
Roberts started rummaging for change from an old tin in his hand.
He asked curiously, "What are you guys doing? Quirky, like people from all countries in the world. And they all know each other. Are you going to a big party?"
"No comment." Troy said coldly.
Roberts ate deflated and found money faster.
...
Harry led a group of beautiful girls into the camp full of tents.
The tents are not very neatly arranged, they are crowded and scattered. It seems that the wizards are not good at setting up tents in the way of Muggles. They are all set up at random.
Most tents are ordinary. Their owners want to make the tents as Muggles as possible, but they are exaggerated.
Some tents have chimneys, road signs, and wind wheels.
In the center of the camp, there is a small piece of unique tent, which covers a large area and looks very luxurious.
"Mom said, when this time comes, everyone wants to show off and compare." Astoria said.
The nearby tents have a lot of open space, and the ordinary tents around are not willing to get too close, because in comparison, they are always not very comfortable.
Hermione found a clearing in it and threw a glass bead.
The glazed beads fell on the ground and expanded violently into a silver villa, four floors high, with ornaments such as gardens, coronagraphs, fountains, etc. in front of the door. The villa was surrounded by a circle of railings and stood on it. Many toy guards are patrolling back and forth, and a few tigers and lions lie in the yard.
"Amazing!"
"Like magic!"
"Stupid, this is magic!"
The girls rushed into the villa excitedly.
"God, this villa is so perfect, it's so big inside."
"There is a home theater."
"There is also a karaoke room."
"There is an indoor swimming pool on the first floor."
"Is this the kitchen, God, if my mother has such a kitchen~EbookFREE.me~ She is definitely willing to marry me to any male."
"Is this the power of magic?"
"No, this is not the power of magic, this is the power of money! I bought it for more than a thousand gallons." Harry walked into the villa and said.
The girls receded in excitement, worrying that Harry would be angry with the presumptuousness just now.
Harry was not angry.
Hermione looked up at the huge space, biting Harry's ear and said, "Evil capitalist."
Harry: "..."
"Okay, let's prepare breakfast first. The camp begins." Harry said.
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