Just when Ivey was wondering how to fool them, a tall figure ran over.
"Wood!" Harry was quite surprised when he saw who was coming.
The two hugged each other hard
"I know you graduated, but I was still thinking about when we could meet again." Harry patted him on the shoulder and said with excitement and a little regret, "It's a pity that George and Fred didn't come with us."
"It doesn't matter." Wood said with an unconcealable smile on his face. "I have officially signed with a professional team! You will often see me in the newspaper in the future!"
"Signing team?" Ron was stunned for a moment, then shouted excitedly, "Is it the Chudley Cannons!"
"It's Puddlemere United." Wood knew what he meant, but it was a pity. "Some time ago, I had contact with several teams in London. In the end, I chose Puddlemere United and became the substitute goalkeeper."
"It's great! Wood" Harry is the happiest. Puddlemere United is his favorite team. "I look forward to seeing you in the World Cup in the future."
"Haha - don't worry, I will definitely do it."
...
Saying goodbye to Wood, several people came to the water point, where there was already a long queue. But what was strange was that the crowd was divided into two opposing lines on both sides of the faucet. The tents behind the crowd were also divided into two groups based on colorful decorations.
"Why does this place feel weird?" Hermione looked towards the camp on the left. The tents there were covered with a thick layer of clover, and it looked like a green hill from a distance.
"No need to be surprised, these are all fans of the Irish team." With his previous experience, Ivey seemed less interested.
"Then these are the fans of the Bulgarian team? Who is that posted on?" Harry looked towards the camp on the right. In addition to the red, white and green tricolor flags, their tents also had photos of the same person posted on them.
——The kind that can move, just like the door god.
"The star of the Bulgarian team?" Hermione asked uncertainly
"Krum" Ron whispered back.
"What mother?" Hermione didn't hear clearly.
"Victor Krum! Superstar! Bulgaria's ace seeker!" Ron said again, raising his voice.
"Seeker?" Harry was stunned when he heard that he played the same position as himself. "He is very powerful?"
"certainly!"
"He looks too gloomy," Hermione commented with a frown as she looked at Krum making various expressions in the photo.
It’s not surprising that she said that. Krum himself looks rather rough, and his eye sockets are very sunken. Looking from a little distance, his eyes are just a shadow, which really makes his face look bad.
"Too gloomy?" But Ron's reaction was as if he had heard some terrible joke. "Come on! Who cares what he looks like? The point is, he is a genius! His skills are amazing! And he is still very young, only eighteen years old.
."
"Eighteen years old? He looks older than your brother Bill."
"..."
"How about - let's line up first"
To prevent the two of them from quarreling over such meaningless things again, Ivey pushed them into the queue.
Perhaps the officials of the Ministry of Magic also smelled the smell of gunpowder here - soon, a woman with a unique appearance came to the water source.
"It's her." That violet bubblegum-like long hair made Ivy instantly remember her.
"Cool! What kind of magic is this!" Hermione obviously liked the 3D effect.
"Hey! Isn't it forbidden to use magic? People from the Ministry of Magic are exempted, right?" Ron just wanted to go against Hermione.
"If it's not prohibited, it means it may not be magic."
"Isn't it magic? Is it a Halloween decoration?"
“I really want to know, I’ll ask later when I’m in line.”
"..." Ron was timid.
Not long after, they were joined in line. Ivey and the others arranged the buckets, turned on the faucet, and stared at the lady unblinkingly.
High boots, jeans, and a red jacket, a very normal outfit that seemed so abnormal in this environment where wizards gathered together. Her dreamy long hair gradually changed in color from light to dark as she breathed.
She found that the three little guys in front of her were staring directly at her, and they were not angry. They seemed to be used to this kind of gaze. She put her hands in her pockets and turned around to look at them. The chewing gum in her mouth blew out pink bits from time to time.
Bubbles.
The two sides stared at each other for a while. Then another bubble was blown.
"Hi -" she greeted coolly
"It's beautiful," Hermione praised.
"Thank you" the lady knew she was talking about her hair "You can call me Tonks"
"I think pink suits you better," Ivy said, pointing to the back of her head.
"Really... I also feel that violet is not suitable for me. It makes my face look sharp." As she said that, she raised her index finger to pick the hair on her shoulders. The slightly cold violet color instantly turned into a sweet pink.
.
"Wow~" Hermione exclaimed
"How's it going?" She looked at everyone calmly.
"Perfect for you," Harry said sincerely.
"Ha - sure enough" Tonks combed her hair and looked at Ivy for a while, "You are their parent, right... That's a good suggestion - thanks"
"Pfft-" Hermione heard this and almost laughed out loud.
"Haha——" Ron was different, he smiled happily.
"..." Ivy rolled his eyes helplessly. He really didn't look like a student now. "I'm a classmate with them. My name is Ivy, I'm fourteen years old! Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Hufflepuff
Students of the Academy.”
"Tsk, tsk~ Fourteen years old?" He first mocked Ivey's age.
"Hufflepuff...that's my junior~" Tonks, who had made a joke, was not embarrassed, but patted Ivy on the shoulder familiarly.
"Senior is also a Hufflepuff graduate?" Hermione followed the trend and all the seniors shouted.
"Hmm...are you all Hufflepuff students?"
"The three of us are Gryffindor students. My name is Hermione, this is Ron, and he is Harry." Hermione first introduced herself and then introduced the two of them to Tonks.
"Harry? Harry Potter?" Hearing Harry's name, Tonks looked at him and asked one more question.
"It's me" Harry nodded
"Sirius was released from prison a while ago, but he wasn't with you?"
"Do you know Sirius?" Harry's expression suddenly became wary.
"I don't know him." Tonks shook her head, "But - he is my cousin."
"Cousin?" Harry was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "You are Nymphadora! Andromeda Black's daughter!"
"Well...just call me Tonks"
"You know each other? How come I don't know?" As Harry's good friend, Ron has never heard of her.
"When we were at Sirius's house before, he mentioned it when he introduced me to the family members." Harry looked at the woman who had been removed from the family tree with complicated eyes, "Andromeda Black is Sirius' sister."
"So you are related," Hermione suddenly realized.
"It doesn't count, after all, my mother has been kicked out by the Black family." Speaking of this, Tonks' tone seemed to be explaining an insignificant matter.
"...Sirius has so many relatives - Malfoy's mother is also from their family."
"It's not surprising," Ivy continued, "There are only so many pure-blood families, and the choices available are limited. For hundreds of years, everyone has been more or less related by blood. If we insist on continuing, your family and I will also
Related to Blake."
"That's right," Tonks said carelessly, "You don't have to worry about this identity. I have nothing to do with the Black family anymore."
...
"Why did it take so long?" When they came back from fetching water, George came up and complained.
"Meet a few acquaintances," Ivey simply explained.
"You haven't stoked the fire yet?" Ron put down the bucket and looked at the firewood placed in the open space and said.
"Dad is playing with matches," Fred replied helplessly.
Mr. Arthur sat in front of a pile of rags and kept trying. There were many matches scattered around him, and it seemed that he was making no progress at all. But his expression was very calm, as if he was not anxious at all.
"Mr. Arthur, try this." Ivy took out a golden, matchbox-like object.
"What is this?" Mr. Arthur was puzzled.
"Lighter - look," Ivy said, pushing the lid and making a crisp sound. Then he turned the dial twice, and the sparks directly ignited the cotton wick.
"Oh!" Mr. Arthur's eyes lit up, "Can you give it to me?"
"Of course" Ivey handed him the lighter that was still burning.
Mr. Arthur took the lighter and kept opening and closing the head cover, playing with it as if he had got a treasure and couldn't put it down.
"We think we should light a fire first." George couldn't stand it anymore. He grabbed the lighter and lit the rag strips.
Then, Ivey poured a bottle of whiskey on the firewood. The bonfire soon started burning.
"Okay." Ivey picked up the bucket again. "You guys get busy, I have to bring the water back."
"Bye-Bye--"
.....
On the way, Ivy was thinking about things while walking back. Meeting Tonks was an unexpected surprise. Her ability was very convenient, so she had to think carefully about how to use it.
back to tent
"Isn't Eileen back yet?"
"No" Betty is lying on the sofa playing with the cat
“The two of them are quite interested”
"Are you back?" Rebellious heard the noise and walked out of the back room with Ollie in her arms. "Have you encountered anything interesting?"
"It's quite boring." Ivey stepped forward and rubbed little Ollie's face, making faces. "The fans on both sides only moved their mouths but didn't move their hands. I was watching anxiously."
"Tsk -" Rebelle scolded lightly, slapping his hands away, "Did you buy the gift?"
"Oh!" Ivey slapped his forehead and said, "I forgot."
After meeting Tonks, I was busy chatting and thinking about things, and forgot about this incident.
"..." Rebel rolled her eyes at him.
"Hehe~ It doesn't matter. I'll buy it later when the show opens."
"Then what should we do now? It's still a while before noon, why don't we go out for a walk?"
"No, there's nothing to do outside... Let's play cards - wait until Erin and the others come back." Ivy took out a deck of playing cards and greeted.