The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

"Why? This hat is pretty?" Hermione didn't quite understand, she fiddled with the hat in her hand and pointed the clover at Tom.

"No, no." Tom didn't like the hat. In order to distract Hermione, he took the initiative to pick up a small sculpture of Krum.

"Look, how exquisite this figure is!"

The figurines made by wizards are much better than those made by non-magic world manufacturers. Some figures in the non-magical world reveal a taste of misappropriation from beginning to end. For example, for some popular fan dramas, the fan dramas were not broadcast, but there were a lot of figures released, and the quality was extremely poor, so it was almost impossible to directly write the six characters of "people are stupid and money is coming quickly".

The little dolls in the magic world have more conscience. First of all, the face is very restored. It is exactly the same as the real person. The evil **** figure with the collapsed face does not exist here. Secondly, the quality of the magic dolls is very good, and there will be no "blind box" figures with ten dead hairs and nine broken ones. The most important thing is that these little man statues can move, walk around, and change their expressions, which are very realistic and very restored.

"A statue of Krum? It's very popular, just one Galleon!" The hawker saw that Tom was more interested in the statue, so he sold it hard.

"Expensive enough." Tom felt that the statue was not worth the price because it was so small that it was only as long as an index finger. "This is not ordinary stuff," the hawker tried hard to defend, "this statue of mine can ride a broom!"

Tom was now intrigued and asked the hawker to demonstrate to him.

Sure enough, the small statue of Krum rode directly on the small Firebolt model and flew around the cart.

There was light in Mr. Granger's eyes. At first it was just a little doll that could move around, no big deal, but when it got on a broom and flew up, its nature changed

It turned out to be a super cool little doll!

Tom pondered for a while, "I want all the starting roles for the Irish and Bulgarian teams, can you offer a discount? Also, since you have already made this function, you must also make the Quidditch pitch, right? "

"Of course." The hawker proudly took out a large box from under the trolley, which was a 50:1 scaled down model of the real Quidditch pitch. Of course, even a scaled-down court is ten feet long and four feet wide.

Such a large model, even if the interior is relatively rough, is not cheap.

After some chatter, Tom bought this model from a peddler at a price of thirty Galleons, along with the starting lineup of the Bulgarian and Irish teams, and fourteen small Firebolts as a gift.

Hermione also bought a few Irish badges from the peddler.

"Uncle, the gift for you has been taken care of for so long!" After Tom got the model, he immediately gave it to Mr. Granger.

Next, Tom and the others went shopping in the camp, pocketing all the souvenirs they fancy.

"The pocket money I have saved for so long is just for this moment!"

Tom and Hermione worked part-time in July so that they can now go shopping.

"This, this, three, Gallo One - understand?" Just as Tom was considering whether to buy a panoramic telescope for each of them, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

He turned his head and saw that Fred and George were each holding a box, dancing and selling prank toys to a few girls. However, it seems that due to the language barrier, their transaction is not going well.

Tom walked over. "You seem to need a little help?"

"Tom, I really can't understand what these cute little girls mean." Fred put his hand on his forehead. The girls opposite looked like potential customers, but Fred couldn't understand a word of their words.

Tom listened for a while, and found that these people spoke French.

"Good evening, may I be your interpreter?" he asked the little girls in some jerky French.

Hearing the sentences with strange but understandable accents, the eyes of several little girls lit up.

"We hope that we can buy a few magic wands, which can be transformed into kittens." The young lady at the head was afraid that Tom would not understand and spoke very slowly.

Tom nodded and conveyed their needs.

Fred shook his head, "There are only two cats that have turned into cats."

A few French girls chatted for a while and ended up buying five fake wands and a box of canary biscuits from Fred.

"Merlin is on top!" When they were far away, Fred waved his fist excitedly.

"A fake wand can sell for three Galleons! We just made fifteen Galleons from one order! My God, I wish the World Cup could be held every year." happy smile.

"If it's held too often, there won't be so many people watching the game." Tom shrugged and returned to the Granger family.

At this point Hermione had bought four panoramic telescopes. As soon as Tom came back, she threw one into his arms.

"It's very functional, you can repeat, do slow motion, and give game analysis." Hermione seemed very satisfied with the multi-purpose telescope.

Tom didn't say much, and An Xin accepted this slightly expensive gift.

When they got back to the tent, their purses were empty, and everyone else had bought some souvenirs. Bill, Charlie, Ginny had green badges on their clothes, and Mr. Weasley was waving the Irish flag. Ron is wearing the green clover hat, holding Krum's statue and panoramic telescope in his hand.

"What is this?" Seeing the model of the Quidditch pitch that Tom and Mr. Granger were carrying together, the whole tent went viral.

For the next hour or so, everyone gathered around the table, watching the two miniature teams battle against each other in a model court until the game was about to begin.

Glancing at the time~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Mr. Weasley decided to leave for the playing field. He looked around, and when he counted the people, Percy, Fred, and George had all disappeared.

"Where'd these **** go?" Mr. Weasley felt like he was going to split: he hadn't given them the tickets yet.

After struggling for a moment, he decided to leave the tickets in the tent and head to the stadium before the big team.

This strategy is good.

Everyone walked into the woods along the lantern-lit passage, and halfway through, they saw Fred and George running toward them panting.

Judging from the souvenirs on the two people, their business is doing well.

"Percy he's going to watch the game with his girlfriend-

"_I won't be with us any more."

Like a solitaire, the two explained Percy's whereabouts.

"Let him go." Mr. Weasley folded his hands, indicating that he knew.