"Peter Pettigrew? What does he have to do with the Triwizard Tournament?" Tonks was puzzled.
"I have received information that the Death Eaters running around outside will use this event to make a big move. I suspect that the desperate Pettigrew may be among them." Ivy looked serious and said it seriously.
"Are you sure? The Ministry of Magic has not received any information. Where did you get the information? Is it reliable?"
"The information is absolutely reliable. It was told to me personally by the Centaur High Priest. You know the Centaur, right? They are very good at divination." Ivey made nonsense, and Tonks couldn't verify it anyway.
"I know centaurs are good at divination, but why should they tell you?"
"Am I going to talk nonsense without evidence?" Ivey took out the magic-breaking cane and handed it to her. "High Priest Modi and I hit it off immediately, and all the centaurs' family treasures were given to me for self-defense. If I hadn't already been engaged, I would have
Prepare to pair me with some beautiful centaurs."
"Just blow it~" Obviously, Tonks sneered at his statement. But after carefully looking at the cane, "However, this is indeed a centaur forging process. The materials used also have magic-forbidden properties, and they are indeed not ordinary."
"You understand this?"
"I studied it before when I was rotating in the Department for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures." He said and returned the cane to him.
"Senior, you are so versatile," he praised, and Ivey was secretly glad. Fortunately, there was a genuine product, otherwise it would not have ended well.
"Okay, I'll believe you for now. But what's the point of asking me? Just talk to the minister directly."
"Of course I thought about it...I gave up in the end. After all, all the famous Death Eaters are in Azkaban, and Peter is wanted again. Even if Fudge believes me, the remaining three or two little ones
He doesn’t take cats seriously either.”
"Then what do you want me to do?"
"Don't worry, just wait for my news. Right now, we must ensure that senior sister can participate in the organization of the Triwizard Tournament. You can apply for it yourself first. If it doesn't work, I will contact Fudge."
"Okay" Tonks nodded in agreement.
"Just in case, I'll give you road insurance - give me your hand"
He followed the same pattern and branded Tonks's arm with a magic mark.
"What's the use?"
"Remember what happened when you just attacked me with your spell?"
"Patron Saint's autonomous defense?"
"Yes. If you are attacked, my patron saint will offset most of the damage for you."
“It’s quite practical~”
"Senior, let me say one more thing. This mission is mainly for reconnaissance, and there is no need to take action at all. If your disguise is seen through, just retreat. My patron saint can ensure that you leave safely."
"What's wrong with you little brat... don't learn from Irene." Tonks looked at him with disgust.
"Okay, I won't say anything anymore. As a senior, as an Auror, I can definitely make my own judgment."
“That’s pretty much it”
"Then I won't disturb senior sister's work. If necessary, I will use an owl to send messages."
...
As the competition approaches, the camp seems to be steaming, and excitement fills the mountains like steam. When night falls, thousands of firelights completely ignite the passion.
The wizards no longer tried to cover up, but took off their disguises and raised their wands high. Brilliant beams of light shot into the air in succession. The intensive firepower was comparable to close-range anti-cannons, and the sky was instantly dyed in color.
Seeing that the situation was over, the staff of the Ministry of Magic seemed to have succumbed to this irreversible situation, stopped fighting against people, and joined the army of fireworks.
Seeing that the Ministry of Magic was in disarray, the vendors gave up their pretense. They pushed carts filled with peripherals and disapparated everywhere in the camp while shouting.
"It's so exciting!" Everyone behaved like young people who had just arrived in a big city. They walked around and stopped when they encountered something interesting or saw something interesting.
"Where are George and the others?" Ivey turned around and found that there were two people missing from the team.
"They said they were setting off fireworks," Ginny replied. She was staring at a small flying Firebolt model on the stall. "How much does it cost?"
"2 silver coins" the bearded hawker replied
"It's too dark! I asked not long ago, and they only sold 1 silver Sickle." Ron whispered from behind.
Ivey is very familiar with this kind of "normal" operation. "He will tell you later that it is out of stock and will sell you one gold Galleons."
"What! I'm going to report him!" Ron could always put himself into it.
"Save it," Hermione also said. "It's a common thing. If it's too expensive, don't buy it."
"Wow - look at this!" Ron was about to confront her when he saw Harry rushing to a trolley.
There were many things that looked like binoculars piled high in the car, and they were also covered with all kinds of weird buttons and dials.
"What is this?" Ron asked after everyone followed.
The "panoramic telescope" vendor enthusiastically promoted "it can be played back, doubled in speed, and has real-time game analysis! How about... buy one"
"How much?" Ron was a little jealous.
"Ten gold galleons" vendor compares ten fingers
"How much?" Ron couldn't believe his ears.
"Ten gold galleons"
"Hermione! Call the police!"
"Hey - we are not lying~ This is a genuine product. I have wasted a lot of effort and it is the only one of its kind!"
"But I didn't see how many you sold." Ivey stared at a cart full of binoculars. To say that he didn't sell many is an understatement. He probably didn't sell any.
"Humph, you get what you pay for anyway, so we're not cheating anyone."
"Well... In this way, I will cover all your expenses." Ivey thought for a while and said.
"You're crazy!" Ron looked at him in disbelief. This is not how we spend money. "There are only a dozen of us. Even if we want to buy something, we won't need so much."
"Really!" The hawker doesn't care whether you lose or not, selling the goods is the most important thing. "I have a total of fifty-three telescopes. If you want to take them all, it will cost you five hundred."
"Okay." Ivey doesn't care about any discounts. "But you have to make sure that all the goods are here."
"Of course, the process is very complicated. I worked overtime for two weeks to make these."
"So much the better"
....
"Why are you two empty-handed?" The game was about to start, and several people were waiting for their parents at the edge of the forest. Unfortunately, Ivy happened to find that the twins who set off the fireworks were back.
"They spent all their money on Ireland to win." Ginny's face turned stinky when she spoke. She was disgusted with this behavior.
"What do you know? This is called investing." Fred glanced at her disdainfully.
"If this wave succeeds, we won't have to worry about our start-up funds." George also looked at Ivey provocatively.
"Want to get rich by gambling? Are you sure the bookmaker is reliable?" Ivey mocked back.
"How can officials from the Ministry of Magic be unreliable?" The twins were very confident in the identity of Ludo Bagman.
"Haha... I wish you good luck." Ivey laughed dryly and threw the binoculars to them "for watching the game."
"I still don't understand, why did you buy so many telescopes?" Ron, who is used to living a hard life, is still worried.
"Reselling, money can't be wasted"
"If this thing can be sold, he will give it to you cheaply?" Hermione was not optimistic either.
"You won't be able to sell it if you sell it dry. You have to combine the right time and the right place." Ivey didn't explain much. "Anyway, you will know when the game is over."
While everyone was chatting, a deep and deep sound of gongs and drums suddenly came from the depths of the forest. At the same moment, thousands of colorful lights lit up in the forest, converging into a bright avenue leading to the stadium.
"It's almost time to enter, where are the Erin people~" While admiring the spectacular scene, Ivey couldn't help but complain.
Whoever said "Hey, you missed me" will be there.
"You are not willing to come early for a second." Turning around, Ivy looked at his mother expressionlessly. Behind him, Wendy and Rebel were there, and even Lu Wei was rolling under his feet.
"Okay, everyone is here. Let's leave quickly." Mr. Arthur, Black and several of Ron's brothers also arrived.
The adults led the way. Along the way, ribbons, balloons, and fireworks were flying all over the sky. The fans were singing and dancing, cheering, and shouting. Fans of both teams even sang the national anthem. In the strong atmosphere, even Betty, who had always been cool, was
Infection, immerse yourself in this.
Walking out of the forest, a magnificent stadium appeared in front of everyone. Under the night, the gymnasium was like a treasure box filled with countless treasures, and the luxurious golden light loomed through the passage. Many wizards were shocked and stayed in place. With their poor vocabulary, they could only
Say something like "Merlin's pants".
Follow the flow of people to the entrance. It's noisier here than in the forest, and the two fans got into a fight over the queue.
"They are all first-class tickets, top box! Arthur, go all the way upstairs to the top floor." Fortunately, Mr. Arthur is very popular in the Ministry of Magic, so he found a colleague to check in first.
Arriving at the venue, the crowd climbed up the stairs. Slowly, people flowed into the stands on both sides. When Ivey and the others reached the top floor, they were the only ones left.
"Avi, aren't we in the same box?" Mr. Arthur asked quickly when he saw them walking to the next door.
"The minister also invited a few guests, so he had to put us next door." Ivy said in a panic.
"It's okay, it's not far. We'll visit later." Harry said it didn't matter.
Enter the box
"Ah~~~I'm so exhausted." Irene stretched and collapsed directly on her seat.
Ivey had no time to complain about her and started working as soon as he entered the door. He took out all the binoculars and said, "Betty, cast a levitating spell."
Betty hugged Best and Irene, and Wendy sat together. After hearing this, she pulled out her wand and pointed, and the telescope began to float in the air.
"Okay, let me see... how to adjust... um... panoramic view..." He put the telescope against his eyes, adjusted the dial and buttons, and kept talking.
"What are you doing?" Rebel was not as arrogant as the three ladies. She came closer like a curious child.
"Come on, help me do it together." Just when Tintu understood, Ivey taught her step by step, "Press this to turn on the panoramic mode...turn this to switch the perspective..."
"You want to record the game and sell it to the fans outside who didn't get tickets?" Wendy saw his intention.
"Hey, am I smart?" Ivey said proudly
"How much does this cost?" Wendy ignored him and continued to ask.