Harry Potter I Am Death

Chapter 128 Krum

"It looks like there is a water source nearby, and it's marked on the map." Ron just looked down and studied the map, and he was not surprised by the magic of the tent.

"Well, it just so happens that we are short of water, so why not ask you little wizards to get some water over there." Mr. Weasley threw his backpack aside.

"I said can I go later, this water source...is on the other side of the site"

"No Ron, don't delay, for our good camping life, you better get the water over quickly"

Ron couldn't resist his overly excited father, stuffed the map in his pocket, and looked at a few kettles.

"Eli, Harry, we've got to get water!", Ron yelled at Eli and Harry.

Eli and Harry didn't care. After walking for a while, the drowsiness subsided a lot.

Seeing that Ron took the water tool, the two of them simply had nothing in their hands.

"Hermione, Ginny, we've got to get water," Eli called from outside the girls' tent.

"Where are you going?" Hermione walked out.

"Well...Ron knows"

"You might as well come in and have a look"

The three of Eli followed and walked in.

The girls' tents are a little smaller, mainly because there are fewer people, but the inside is much cleaner, at least there is no weird cat smell.

Several people came out together, shuttling through all kinds of weird tents.

The little wizards were all very surprised, and they were not in a hurry to get water for a while.

The activities here are not limited to British wizards. In the front, several wizards who seem to be from Africa are all wearing long white robes, and they are surrounded by a purple bonfire. Some unknown animals are roasted on the bonfire.

Eli also deliberately leaned over there, and the African wizards were chatting with each other, but he didn't understand a word.

Eli tried his best to look around, hoping to see a few familiar oriental faces, but he couldn't find them.

The sun gradually rose, and the thick fog was dispersed a lot, and they could see far away at a glance.

The weather seems to be good, and some golden sunshine is shining in the distance, which makes people feel very good.

The wizards in the tent gradually woke up, and people came out of the tent one after another.

A little boy emerged from a pyramid-shaped tent ahead, holding a wand in his hand.

"There are still such young wizards", no wonder Eli is so rare, this boy is really too young.

The boy ran out staggeringly, then squatted on the ground.

He found a wriggling fleshy slug on the ground, and children of this age always like to play tricks on these little bugs.

That slug was a real sinner, and the little boy enjoyed poking it with his wand.

It is always difficult for children to control their own magic power, especially when they still hold a wand in their hands, they will always inadvertently cause some unimaginable effects.

Like that slug the size of a pinky knuckle, now swollen like a big sausage.

"Hey...hey", the child smiled foolishly.

Looking at the naive little boy, Eli suddenly had a wicked taste in his heart.

He looked around, pretending to be visiting the camp, but he kept walking towards the little boy.

slap...

Eli stepped on the fresh and juicy slug, and with a crisp sound, the pulp exploded immediately.

The little boy looked at the bursting slug, and his smile instantly froze on his face, his little face twitched, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be deflated.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Eli immediately ran away, and soon the cry of a child came from behind.

"Oh my god Kevin, I told you no wand tampering is allowed!"

It seemed that the boy's mother rushed out and saw the wand in the child's hand at a glance.

Regardless of why the child was crying, he snatched the wand from the child's hand.

Passing by a group of patrolling wizards, they glanced at the crying child and shook their heads with a headache.

All kinds of wizards walking around seemed to be from different countries, and they muttered in a language that few people could understand.

There was a gathering of American wizards up front, next to a sign stating they were from the Salem Witch Academy.

"Good guy, this color is very auspicious." Eli and the others came to a strange place, where the tents were all decorated with a layer of clover, which looked green.

The Ministry of Magic staff passing by just glanced at it, then turned their heads to the side, and it seemed that they were not very happy to see the decorations.

Eli suddenly heard someone calling them from behind.

"Seamo?" A familiar face appeared behind him, Seamus Finnigan.

He looked very excited and ran over happily, "It's so good to see you here!"

Next to him was a middle-aged woman, whose face somewhat similar to Seamo's showed that she was Seamo's mother.

Several people greeted Seamus and his mother.

"See, these are our decorations." Seamus glanced at the passing Ministry of Magic staff again, "But people in the Ministry of Magic don't like these very much."

"Why do they have to like it? We just like it ourselves, and it doesn't bother anyone. The Bulgarian team also hangs a lot of things," Simo's mother said.

Saying goodbye to Seamus, Ron whispered, "To be honest, I even thought there was something wrong with my eyes when they were so green."

"I'm now wondering what the Bulgarians hang on to," Hermione echoed.

A few people looked ahead, and there were white, green, and red flags flying not far away.

"Looks like it's ahead," several people quickened their pace.

As soon as they came to this area, several people were attracted by the decoration here.

What is hung is not a patterned totem, but a stereotyped portrait.

The face above looks extremely serious, even looks a little gloomy.

His expression looked a little stiff, and Eli only noticed his thick eyebrows, and his neck was almost as thick as his face.

"Who is this? Their Minister of Magic?" Eli asked.

"He's Krum!" Ron's voice sounded a little fanatical.

As soon as he heard the name, Eli immediately thought of it.

In the movie of the previous life, this guy seems to want to pick up Hermione.

No wonder it looks so disturbing.

Eli remembered that he was the Seeker of the Bulgarian national team, and when he was going to play, the Cruciatus Curse should work, and the Killing Curse would also work...

"He looks... stupid?" Hermione was terrified by the moving figures everywhere.

"What? He's Krum, he can't be stupid!" Ron was quite dissatisfied, and Hermione wisely didn't argue with the fanatic Ron.

Eli said that Hermione was right to keep this idea alive.

"Archie, change quickly, that doesn't suit you!" shouted a wizard who looked like a Ministry of Magic staff, holding up a pair of pinstriped trousers.