Chapter 322: Death Eater's plan!

"No one." There was a loud answer in the villa garden.
"amount……"
A wizard outside the door looked at Harry sitting under a big tree in embarrassment, wondering whether to go in or out.
Eventually, cheeky he came in pretending to hear an invitation.
"Mr. Porter, I am Ludo Bagman, the Minister of Sports of the Ministry of Magic." He said with a smile.
The girls around them immediately dispersed, one because they did not want to appear to overhear their speeches, and the other was the strange man who came.
Ludo Bagman is very eye-catching, and belongs to the kind of walking in the Muggle world and the wizarding world, with a 100% return rate.
Wearing a long Quidditch gown, a huge wasp printed on his chest, and a big belly propped up, the robe was tightly tied on his stomach, his nose was collapsed, and he was suspected of being smashed by a walking ball. He has round blue eyes and short yellow hair.
The big pockets on both sides of him were stuffed up. Looking at the shape and the "booming" sound of the collision when walking, it should be gold coins.
He also held a notebook and pen in his hand, which was full of names.
"So what's the matter? Minister Bagman. Don't tell me you smell the barbecue and want to eat it, no way."
Speaking of which, Ludo Bagman couldn't help twitching his nose, looking at the roasted golden brown oily meat, his throat moved.
"No, of course not. I came for other things." Ludo Bagman said hardly.
He looked left and right, quietly approaching Harry.
Harry was ready, and if he dared to get closer, he threw him out.
But Ludo Bagman noticed the crisis, he stopped and whispered like a thief, "Do you want to bet on the game? There are many bets, such as which team is the first to score The ball? Which batsman scored? How big can the two teams score? Which team is the champion in the end? How many times can the Golden Snitch catch? etc. The more impossible the bet, the higher the odds. "
"How about, Mr. Potter, are you interested. But many wizards have bet on me, you look at the list." He showed Harry his results. (?????)
There are a lot of wizard names and gambling bets on Ludo Bagman.
The stakes vary from dozens of gallons to thousands of gallons.
"Pontenay and I bet that the Bulgarian team will score the first goal. Agatha has bet on me a third of her eel farm contract, used to bet that the golden thief will be caught three times, I think She was crazy, so many games in the semi-finals, the most one time was that the Golden Snitch was caught twice, and she certainly did not know how difficult it is to catch the Golden Snitch now.
Ludo Bagman stared at Harry eagerly.
"I just saw you in and out of the big tent nearby. Are you persuading the rich wizard to bet with you?" Harry said.
Ludo Bagman laughed and said, "This great opportunity is not so easy to meet."
Harry had just refused, turned his head and smiled, "Okay. I bet one million gallons, can I take it?"
"Good duck good duck..." Ludo Bagman nodded.
Suddenly his eyes were raised. "Wait, how much do you say? One million? Or am I wrong, a hundred gallons?"
"One million, I will bet against you who is the champion team." Harry said.
Ludo Bagman was entangled and hesitant.
He wanted to bet with Harry too much. If he wins, he can wake up laughing in his dreams. But if he loses, hiss... he may even sell his wand to pay off the debt.
In the end, a touch of reason prevailed.
Ludo Bagman said reluctantly, "Forget it, such a large amount..."
"Ah, Bagman, don't go, it's not enough for me to add..." Harry greeted.
"No need, goodbye to you, I still have something to go," Ludo Bagman said without looking back.
Harry whispered regretfully, "It's a pity, I also want to use the time converter to predict the result in advance."
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The afternoon passed slowly.
As the afternoon passed, a feeling of excitement filled the camp like clouds that could be touched.
At dusk, the still summer air seemed to tremble with anticipation.
When the night shrouded thousands of wizards eagerly waiting like curtains, the last trace of camouflage in the camp also disappeared.
Signs of obvious use of magic are popping up everywhere, and the Ministry of Magic no longer stops.
Every few steps, a phantom hawker descended from the sky, carrying a wooden frame and pushing a cart, which was filled with strange and weird things.
There are shiny rose-shaped badges, green for Ireland and red for Bulgaria. They will also call out the names of the players.
There is a tall green hat decorated with clover dancing in the wind. With Bulgarian teaching, the lions above will roar like real lions.
There are also various fire-bolt fireworks that will fly to the sky and burst.
When Harry took them leisurely through the hawkers, these things attracted the attention of Zhang Qiu Hermione and all Muggle girls.
In a small cart, a lot of things like binoculars piled high, but it was covered with various complicated knobs and turntables.
"This is a panoramic telescope." The sorcerer hawker enthusiastically promoted. "It can penetrate far and far, as if it happened in front of your eyes. It can also put the picture in slow motion. If necessary, it can flash quickly. The analysis of the game is as long as ten gallons of gold."
The girls moved.
Seeing how they looked at Harry pitifully, Harry said, "Well, it's your souvenir for this trip."
Then I bought a telescope for everyone.
"You know the rules, you can't let Muggles know about it." Harry said.
If this thing fell into the Muggle world and was acquired by MI6, it would be an artifact.
The girls nodded quickly, fiddling with the magic telescope in their hands.
The wizard hawker didn't expect to do such a big business, and couldn't hold his mouth happy.
"Sir, ladies, there are other good things here, do you want to see..."
"The profiteers." Hermione said.
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it's dark.
A deep gong and drum sound came from deep in the woods.
At the same time, tens of thousands of multicolored lanterns bloomed brightly on the trees, illuminating the road to the stadium.
The game is about to start and you can enter.
And in a large mansion near Harry's Silver Villa.
Welcoming an uninvited guest covered in black robe.
Lucius Malfoy looked at a dark sign on the outstretched wrist of the caller, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
"Lucius, we will take action tonight. This is an excellent opportunity to announce to the world that the forces of the Dark Lord have not yet died. You also want to join us," said the black robe wizard.
Lucius Malfoy said, "I refuse."
The black robe said, "Do you want to betray the Dark Lord? Have you forgotten your identity as a Death Eater?"
Seeing the dark robe wizard's eyes becoming more and more dangerous~EbookFREE.me~Lucius Malfoy said "I will not participate in your actions. If I just want to cause chaotic demonstrations, once found, it will make me magic. The situation of the Ministry is very dangerous. Even the Dark Lord will not abandon my identity. Of course, I will not disclose anything to the Ministry of Magic. You can act as you please."
The black robe wizard looked at Lucius Malfoy steadily and said, "You can do it for yourself."
After the black robe wizard disappeared.
Draco Malfoy asked in fear, "Daddy, who is he?"
"A group of ghosts," Lucius Malfoy said.
Narcissa Malfoy said, "Are you really not going to tell the Ministry of Magic?"
Lucius Malfoy said insidiously, "You know, I have never been faithful to Dumbledore, and it is good for them to fight and die."
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