"This wonderful game will be talked about for a long time." Ludo Bagman said hoarsely, "Ah, by the way...by the way, how much should I give you...how much?"

"450 Galleons, Mr. Bagman." Fred and George smiled and spread their palms towards Mr. Bagman.

"Okay, 450 Galleons." Ludo Bagman took a deep breath, reached into his pocket, took out a money bag, and handed it to Fred and George's hands with pain.

"Wait a moment."

Fred and George took out a few gold coins from their wallets and looked at them carefully under the light of the wand. They couldn't help but squinted their eyes and looked at the anxious man in front of them, "Mr. Bagman, I think you may have made a mistake.

This is leprechaun gold."

With that said, Fred handed the money bag to George, who also took out a few gold coins, all of which were leprechaun gold coins.

Albert was right, Bagman really wanted to use leprechaun gold coins to kill them.

This is not a good sign.

"Ah, leprechaun gold coins? Sorry, I must have made a mistake." Ludo Bagman barely managed a trace of surprise on his face. He reached out and took the money bag handed over by George, and pretended to take out a few coins from it.

I carefully inspected the gold coins under the light, as if to identify whether these gold coins were galleons or not.

"I remembered that it should be right to put it here, ah, it turns out to be here."

Ludo Bagman reached into his pocket again and finally took out another money bag of the same style and handed it to Fred. He forced a smile to the twins and said, "It should be this bag. Check it again.

I’m giving you this as an apology for taking the wrong purse just now.”

Bagman handed a poster signed by all the Irish Quidditch players to George and looked at the twins with an apologetic expression.

The Weasley twins were not attracted by the poster, but fished out a few more gold coins from the purse. After checking it several times, they accepted the purse with satisfaction and waved goodbye to Bagman.

"It was definitely intentional." Fred said angrily. "If I hadn't checked, I might have been cheated, and the next day I would find that all the gold coins had disappeared."

"I still think there's something wrong." George muttered softly.

"What's the problem?" Fred couldn't help but become alert.

"Bagman was so willing to pay money!" George frowned, looking for flaws. "Even if we expose the lie, I don't think he would pay so readily."

Ever since he suspected that Ludo Bagman would deceive them with fake money and experienced that kind of thing himself, no matter how he looked at it, George felt that Bagman was a liar.

"But we have just checked, and the bag is indeed full of Galleons." Fred frowned and suggested: "How about we go back to the tent and ask Bill to help check again. He is in Gringotts.

I must know Galleons better and know how to identify them. By the way, do you want to tell dad about this?"

"It's best not to, it will only make things difficult for him." George shook his head.

The tickets to their house were given by Ludo Bagman. Although Bagman was trying to repay the favor, it is undeniable that the price of first-class tickets is very expensive.

"If we can't identify the authenticity, we can give it to the goblins to identify it. Then we will use the money to open a vault in Gringotts and use it as the vault for the joke shop." Fred suggested. "If the money is

If it’s fake, then contact other people who have been cheated by Bagman and go to him to collect debts together.”

However, George did not intend to hit Fred, but just nodded, planning to check Galleon again when he went back.

In fact, he knew that if the Galleons in the bag were fake, they would have no other choice. According to Albert's bad words, it would be very difficult to get Galleons from Bagman. Maybe,

Betting on Bagman was a bad choice from the start.

"Where were you just now?" Mr. Weasley asked anxiously.

"We just went to Mr. Bagman to get back the money we won from gambling." George took out the money bag he got from Bagman, smiled and said to Ron, who was staring at the money bag: "What happened to you and Ginny?"

I'll give it to you when I get back."

"Honestly, I have never been so happy as I am now. All of a sudden I have 24 Galleons." Ron felt that today was his lucky day. He had never had such a huge wealth.

"It's 27 galleons, Ron, you're really bad at maths," Hermione corrected.

"Oh, 27 Galleons." Ron giggled and asked happily: "Percy, I remember you seemed to be planning to bet too. Did Bill and Charlie also bet?"

"Well, I bet that Ireland will win, but the Bulgarian team will catch the Golden Snitch. Although the odds are only 4 times, the profit is also very good." Percy also had a smile on his face. He hated the taste of poverty.

Bill and Charlie looked at each other and said helplessly: "We didn't have time to bet, so we really missed a lot of galleons."

"Don't tell your mothers about your gambling," Mr. Weasley warned everyone in a low voice.

"Don't worry, Dad," Fred said with a smile, "We're going to use the money to open a vault in Gringotts."

"What are you doing opening a treasury? You have no money."

"The joke shop needs a vault to store money." George said without thinking.

"That's for later," Ron said.

"It's not far away."

After returning to the camp, I found that the camp was full of fans celebrating the Irish team's victory. There were faint sounds of singing and kicking not far away, and I didn't know who lit the bonfire. A large group of people were surrounding the camp.

They tap danced around the bonfire, looking ready to stay up all night to celebrate.

"Fortunately, I don't have to tell the Irish to stop celebrating their victory, otherwise it would be unimaginable." Mr. Weasley muttered in a low voice, "Okay, kids, it's time for you to go back to bed."

However, no one wanted to sleep. Everyone was talking about the football match. They all disliked Bulgaria's fouls, but they admired Krum very much. To a certain extent, Krum did not fail. He caught it.

Golden Snitch.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! On the other side, Albert, who returned to the tent, was also not asleep yet. He stood outside the tent and observed the lively people around him.

"It feels a little weird these days." Isobel quietly came to Albert's side, leaned her head on his shoulder, and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Can you guess the outcome of the game in advance?"

Would it be boring?"

"Actually, I prefer to see the exciting duels between the players." Albert drank the hot cocoa prepared by the house elf and looked at the tap-dancing wizard not far away and said: "Unfortunately, such a peaceful time has already passed.

It won’t last long.”

"No wonder your friends don't like you to talk very much." Isobel said with a smile, "Actually, you should say something that everyone likes to hear."

"Well." Albert thought for a while and said, "I think we don't have to worry about money for the time being."

"I think you never need to worry about having no money." In Isobel's memory, Albert has always been rich, even since he first entered school.

"After all, I have to support my family." Albert couldn't help laughing, "Girls nowadays are very realistic. Believe me, no girl will like a poor man. If I don't have a single gold coin, Valeria will

How far away from me."

"You're secretly talking bad about me there again." Valeria and Katherine appeared out of nowhere.

"I think he is telling the truth." Catherine agreed with Albert's words. Valeria is a very realistic girl, and she knew this very well.

"No," Valeria shook her head and said, "Albert is so talented that he will definitely be able to find a way to turn his talent into wealth. People like him will never be short of money."

"Okay, let's talk inside." Albert asked a few people into the tent to talk, "Why did you come here so late today?"

"Of course it's to get back the money you bet." Kathleen took out a bag of gold coins from her handbag and threw it to Albert: "This is your share."

Albert took the money bag and handed it to Isobel.

"Why don't you count it? Aren't you afraid that we will fool you with fake gold coins?" Valeria asked with a smile.

"Don't be afraid, I don't think you will destroy the friendly relationship between us because of that little money." Albert is really not worried, his cooperative relationship with Kathleen is closer than others imagined, and Kathleen

There will be no shortage of money at all.

"Speaking of which, will something really happen tonight?" Valeria asked in a low voice.

"We are leaving anyway, let's go inside!" Albert motioned for several people to return to their suitcases. Before he followed in, he did not forget to tell the house elf: "Take us to Isobel's house."

"Good master!" After Albert entered the box, the house elf picked up the box and apparated away, leaving only an empty tent.

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…

"Draco, there may be chaos later, you go and hide in the woods first." Narcissa Malfoy said to her son.

"Confusion, what's going on, mom?" Draco was a little confused and didn't understand what his mother meant.

"I just received some news." Narcissa Malfoy said vaguely. "Some people drank too much and seemed to be planning to do something. You know, the Irish team won the championship and many people were overly excited."

"Aren't you coming with me?" Draco suddenly realized something, "Dad, he..."

"Don't talk about this to anyone else," Narcissa interrupted sternly.

"Oh, I know mom." Draco nodded, turned around, left the tent and headed towards the forest.

"Okay, dear, Draco has left. Do you really want to do that?" Narcissa looked at her husband uneasily. He had already put on a cloak and a mask and turned into a death eater.

only.

"He made many people feel threatened." Lucius said hoarsely. In fact, it is not accurate to say that it was a threat, but more of fear. This was the main reason why others changed their original plans.

"They think he is a greater threat than Nobby Leach. That guy has received the support of many people. It will be a matter of time before he becomes the next Nobby Leach. We cannot tolerate this happening." Lu

Hughes was also very afraid of the other party.

Killing, or sending the person to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies, is currently the best option to eliminate possible threats.

"I understand, leave this to me, be careful." Narcissa nodded and took out the compound potion prepared in advance. He would disguise himself as her husband to avoid being suspected.

Not long after, a series of crackling sounds suddenly sounded next to the Muggle camp administrator's hut, and several suspicious guys wearing hoods and masks appeared out of thin air.

"Is everyone here?" Lucius looked around and asked hoarsely.
To be continued...