Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 271 Monocular
After fetching the water, Tierra told Harry and the others to go back first, while she helped Luna carry the water back to her camp.

After that, Tierra spent another morning wandering around the camp area, looking here and there, searching for the campsite of the Motola macaw team.

But the camp was too big and too messy, and Tiera found nothing until he was almost kicked out as a thief.

So when the sun reached its zenith, Tyrell had no choice but to return to the Weasleys' campsite and share lunch with Harry and the rest of the Weasleys.

Or have lunch together.

Because Mr. Weasley's cooking skills were absolutely terrible, even though their lunch consisted of sandwiches that Mrs. Weasley had prepared in advance, Mr. Weasley still thought of the ridiculous idea of ​​putting the sandwiches directly into a pot to cook.

This mushy sandwich soup made Tierra question her existence; she even started to miss the lime-flavored elixir of immortality from the Nicholas Lemès family.

After lunch, Tyella, Harry, Hermione, Ginny, George, and Fred Weasley fled the Weasley family camp as if they were escaping.

“Hey, Tyella,” George Weasley said with a wink, “I heard you went to see Luna the crazy girl?”

"Hehehe, Tierra is going to fall in love." Fred Weasley said with a silly grin, grabbing Tierra's arm from the other side.

Hearing Fred say that, Harry, who was walking in front, slowed down and leaned closer to listen.

“I’m getting old too,” Tiera said with a shrug. “Really? Really? There can’t really be people this age who haven’t even had a relationship yet, can there?”

Harry, Ron, George Weasley, and Fred Weasley, who have never been in a relationship: ...

George Fred and Fred Weasley reached out and pinched Tyella's cheek hard, then silently let go.

“By the way, Tyella,” George Weasley asked again, “do you know what big thing is about to happen at Hogwarts?”

“Mr. Bagman… ah, Ludo Bagman, the head of the Department of Physical Education at the Ministry of Magic, just came by. We got our Quidditch tickets thanks to him,” Fred Weasley explained. “Mr. Bagman just came by.”

“Hmm, and then?” Tierra asked.

He knew all along what would happen this year.

But Tyrell planned to turn back and find a good opportunity to tell them through prophecy, in order to further solidify his image as a prophet.

“Just now, Mr. Bagman…” Fred glanced at Harry—

“Mr. Bagman just suddenly ran over and said he wanted to test my abilities,” Harry interjected.

"Huh?" Tyella looked at Harry with equal surprise—

"Why is he testing your strength?" Tiera asked. This was a new question, as it wasn't in the original story.

“I don’t know…” Harry said, sounding a little aggrieved. “His eyes lit up as soon as he saw me, and he pulled out his wand and said he wanted to have a go with me.”

"And then?" Tierra continued to ask.

"Then……"

“Then Harry was taken down by Mr. Bagman in one move,” Ron said.

“Then Bagman whispered a few words to his dad, and then left looking disappointed,” Ginny added.

“We asked Mr. Weasley if something was going to happen, but he just smiled mysteriously and wouldn’t say anything,” Hermione said. “So I wanted to ask you… do you know anything?”

“I know,” Tierra said firmly.

"Really?" Harry asked excitedly. "What is it?"

"The Goblet of Fire." Tierra smiled mysteriously.

"The Goblet of Fire?" The others exchanged bewildered glances. "What's that?"

“That’s all I can say,” Tierra said. “And this year, French and Bulgarians will be coming to our school.” “Bulgarians?” Ron suddenly exclaimed.

“Yes, that’s the Bulgarian,” Tierra said. “His name is Victor…”

“Viktor Krum!” Ron shouted. “My God! Viktor Krum is coming to our school? My God! My God!”

“Calm down, calm down,” Tierra said, patting Ron on the shoulder. “You’re going to hate him.”

"No!" Ron cried, "I love him to death!"

“Heh, I have reservations about that,” Tierra said.

"What kind of event is it?" George and Fred Weasley asked. "Quick, quick, quick! Tell us! What is it about?"

"Hehe." Tiera chuckled, then pursed her lips.

After that, no matter how much Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and the Weasley twins bombarded her with questions, Tyella remained silent.

Harry was so angry he wanted to pry open Tyella's lips.

As the afternoon passed, a feeling of excitement spread across the camp like a tangible cloud.

As dusk fell, even the quiet summer air seemed to tremble with anticipation.

As night fell like a curtain over the hundreds and thousands of eagerly waiting wizards, the last trace of pretense vanished—

The Ministry of Magic seemed to succumb to the inevitable trend, ceasing its opposition to the people and allowing obvious signs of magical use to emerge everywhere.

Every few steps, a phantom vendor would descend from the sky, carrying a tray of trinkets and pushing a cart filled with strange and wonderful trinkets:
It has a glowing rose-shaped emblem—green represents Ireland.

Red represents Bulgaria—and they can even shout out the team members' names in a high-pitched voice.
It has a tall green hat, decorated with clover that dances in the wind.

With the Bulgarian sash, the lion on the mackerel really roars.

There are the flags of both countries, and waving them will play their respective national anthems.

There are also miniature models of real flying crossbow bolts.

There are statues of famous team members for collection; those small statues can walk around in your palm, looking quite smug.

"I've saved up my allowance all summer for this," Ron said to Harry as the four of them strolled leisurely through the vendors, buying souvenirs.

By this time, they had parted ways with the rest of the Weasley family. Ginny Weasley and the Weasley twins went to find their classmates at school, leaving only Tyella, Harry, Ron, and Hermione to wander through the dazzling crowd of vendors.

Ron bought a dancing shamrock hat and a large green rose-shaped badge, but he also bought a small figurine of Bulgarian Seeker Viktor Krum. The miniature Krum walked back and forth in Ron's hand, frowning and staring at the green badge above him.

"Wow, look at these!" Harry exclaimed, rushing to a small cart piled high with what looked like binoculars, but covered with all sorts of strange knobs and dials.

“A panoramic telescope,” the wizard vendor enthusiastically touted. “You can replay the footage…in slow motion…and if needed, it can quickly flash a match analysis. Deal, just ten Galleons.”

“I wish I hadn’t bought this.” Ron glanced at his dancing clover hat and then looked longingly at the panoramic telescope.

“Buy four,” Harry said to the wizard without hesitation.

“No—don’t bother,” Ron said, his face turning bright red.

“No need, Harry!” Tyrell said, placing a telescope back on the wizard’s stall.

Then, as he spoke, he took out a delicate monocle from his pocket and hung it over his right eye—

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