A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

In addition, it has a kitchen, bathroom, study, and living room.

“Not bad.” Aaron raised an eyebrow. “If I had a tent like this when I ran away from home, I wouldn’t have had such a hard time.”

“Young master is too kind.” Genes smiled awkwardly. “If you are interested in this kind of tent, I can arrange for someone to design one.”

"That would be great. Send me a copy of the design later, and I'll see if there's anything that needs to be changed."

Adrian placed his backpack on the table. "Uncle Genes, can we go outside and take a look? I want to know as much as possible about the game."

"Miss Adrian is free to move around, but Master Aaron and Master Leon..."

"You need to follow me, right?!" Leon interrupted impatiently. "We're already here. If we wanted to run away, you alone couldn't stop us."

“Leon.” Adrian glared at his younger brother.

“I was just saying it offhand, I had no intention of running away at all,” Lyon immediately corrected himself. “I promise I won’t leave Uncle Genes’ sight.”

"Also, try not to use magic," Genes said somewhat helplessly. "Don't make things difficult for me, okay?"

"I know, I know.

We won't even draw our wands unless absolutely necessary, is that alright?

"That's no problem."

Just then, the sun rose, and the warm sunlight dispelled the thin mist. Countless wizards from all over the world arrived, and some wizards who had set up camp in advance also came out of their tents.

Adult wizards can barely abide by the safety regulations for Muggles, but some mischievous kids are much more unruly. They pick up their parents' wands and play with them recklessly, while others ride children's flying brooms at low altitudes.

Many fans planted flags on their tents or added illustrations to support their favorite teams.

"It truly lives up to its reputation as a quadrennial event in the magical world," Lyon exclaimed. The heirs of these reclusive families all had their own missions to complete, and this was the first time they had ever seen so many wizards.

“This is also the busiest time for the Ministry of Magic,” Genes explained. “You can find wizards from all regions, races, professions, and age groups in this venue, including old friends you haven’t seen for many years.”

"Can you find your classmates?" Adrian asked Aaron with interest.

“Ah…” Aaron was taken aback. “I’m sure there are my classmates from Hogwarts here, but it’s not easy to find them among so many people.”

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a giggling laugh.

He subconsciously turned his head to look, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were seen queuing at the water tap with buckets in their hands, and it was Hermione who was laughing.

The reason is quite simple: there was an old wizard in front of them wearing women's pajamas, who clearly lacked understanding of Muggles and was unaware of how ridiculous he looked.

"Who is that girl?" Adrian asked with amusement. "Is she your friend?"

“She is…” Genes was about to explain when he saw Aaron’s warning look and shut his mouth in an annoyance.

"They seem to be friends. Shouldn't you go say hello?"

“No, sister, you don’t understand,” Aaron said wearily. “Past experience tells me that when the three of them get together at certain times and in certain situations, it usually means trouble, and not just a small trouble.”

Adrian chuckled and walked towards Hermione on his own.

“Let’s go!” Leon shrugged. “I’m also curious about what kind of person would catch your eye.”

Aaron sighed helplessly and silently followed behind the two.

“Hello.” Adrian extended his right hand to Hermione and said generously, “My name is Adrian, would you mind if we got to know each other?”

Harry and Ron stared in astonishment at the unfamiliar girl wearing a half-mask. Although they couldn't see her face, her melodious voice, like a clear spring, and the confident and elegant demeanor she exuded made them both blush.

Hermione was stunned for a moment. She didn't remember knowing a girl like that, but when she saw Abbey squatting obediently beside her, she realized that she might be related to Aaron.

She felt a strange sense of loss, but still forced a smile and shook hands with Adrian. "Hermione Granger, if I may ask, have we met before?"

“No, but…” Adrian waved to Aaron as he approached, “you are his friend.”

"Aaron, what are you doing here?" Hermione asked with some delight.

"My parents gave me a two-week break, which coincided with the Quidditch World Cup."

I didn't want to come, but my sister insisted, so I couldn't refuse.

"Sister?" Hermione belatedly realized, turning around somewhat embarrassed. "You're his sister?"

“I’m his second brother, just call me Leon,” Leon interjected.

Aaron rolled his eyes at him, wanting to laugh but unable to.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, Lyon was indeed two months older than him.

"Hello," Hermione said with a sweet smile, then looked at Aaron, "You didn't even let us know you were coming."

"Hmm...is that really necessary?"

"Ahem!" Ron coughed lightly, his face flushed as he walked up to Adrian. "My name is Ron Weasley, I'll be a fourth-year student at Hogwarts, my pet is an owl, I have several older brothers and a younger sister, and I like..."

“Ron, don’t you think you’ve said too much?” Harry interrupted him impatiently, then looked at Adrian somewhat awkwardly.

"Hello, my name is Harry Potter."

“I’ve heard of him.” Adrian looked at the lightning bolt-shaped scar on Harry’s forehead. “The savior of the wizarding world. It’s unbelievable that Voldemort would fall to you.”

Ron and Hermione couldn't help but shudder, seemingly surprised that Aaron's sister would dare to call Voldemort by name.

"Well...it was mainly a magical spell that came into play," Harry said, trying to sound calm. "Dumbledore said he was the greatest white wizard of the century..."

Seeing Harry and Ron's eagerness to show off, Hermione couldn't help but twitch her eye, feeling incredibly awkward standing next to them.

“Mr. Weasley is waiting for us to bring him water!” Hermione reminded him, then smiled awkwardly but politely, “Excuse me, we have some things to do.”

Could you tell me where your camp is? If I have time, I...we'll come find you.

“In the center of the field, there’s an ordinary blue tent,” Genes said with a smile. “It has my name on it, so it’s easy to find.”

Hermione nodded and told them where their tent was, then led Harry and Ron quickly forward.

"Hahaha." Leon couldn't help but laugh. "Your friends are hilarious."

Aaron shrugged. "It's because my older sister is so charming."

“Harry Potter,” Adrian murmured, “the famous savior, who doesn’t seem particularly special.”

"No, sister, you're wrong about that," Aaron said, unusually serious. "I've never seen anyone who can cause more trouble than him, and every time it's something life-threatening."

Honestly, it's a complete miracle that he's still alive.

“That’s not important, and I don’t care about that,” Leon said, putting his arm around Aaron’s neck. “What’s the situation with that girl?”

"normal friend."

"Really?" Leon tightened his grip slightly. "I've also studied micro-expressions a little."

Just now, her emotions were like a rollercoaster, going up and down.

"Just friends? Do you think I'm stupid?"

“Okay!” Aaron removed the arm from his neck. “How about we be good friends?”

Well, Hermione is a Muggle-born wizard, but she's one of the most outstanding individuals at Hogwarts, and I admire her quite a bit.

"Just for appreciation?"

"Otherwise what? What do you want me to say to satisfy you?"

"I..."

Leon's voice trailed off. He wanted a definite answer simply because he was worried that his sister would have another inexplicable competitor.

But then again, his attitude was to let things take their course, and whatever Aaron did didn't conflict with him.

Moreover, he couldn't tell whether Aaron was telling the truth or not.

“Alright.” Adrian forcefully interrupted his two younger brothers’ conversation. “Actually, I also think that girl is quite good. At least she’s much more composed than Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. Her future achievements will definitely be remarkable.”

“However, she’s still a bit inferior to Claire,” Leon said confidently.

"Of course, my sister is the best."

On their way back, they encountered many of Aaron's classmates from Hogwarts: Seamus and Dean from Gryffindor, Shilling from Slytherin, Cho Chang from Ravenclaw, and Cedric from Hufflepuff.

What surprised Aaron the most was Oliver Wood, who signed with Pudmere United right after graduation and became a substitute player. That is the oldest team in the Quidditch League.

Chapter 340 Simple Appreciation? The Eldest Sister's Charm

“Your behavior was absolutely embarrassing,” Hermione said, looking at Harry and Ron speechlessly. “I should have gone with Ginny; standing with you was a mistake.”

"What happened?" Fred asked, intrigued.

"Aaron is here to watch the Quidditch World Cup too."

"Gaius is here too?" George asked, somewhat surprised. "Should we go and say hello to him?"

"It wasn't just him who came; his sister came too."

"He has a sister?" The twin brothers exchanged a glance, as if they understood something, and looked at Harry and his sister meaningfully. "His sister must be very beautiful, right?"

“I don’t know.” Harry shook his head, his face slightly flushed. “She was wearing half a mask, but… how should I put it?”

“That sense of mystery is what’s most appealing,” Ron said seriously.

“I don’t deny that his sister makes a perfect first impression, but…” Hermione paused, then looked at the two of them with disdain, “but you two are too exaggerated. You can’t take your eyes off her after just one meeting.”

"We were appreciating it." ×2.

Harry and Ron said in unison.

They have some sense of shame, what's wrong with simply appreciating it?

The Weasley brothers exchanged glances, both becoming somewhat interested in Aaron's sister, whom they had never met before.

Harry, Harry, and his friends fetched enough water, and Mr. Weasley started a fire to cook.

However, he didn't use magic; instead, he kept trying to use Muggle matches, and it took him an hour to get the fire going.

Their tents were close to the stadium, and members of the Ministry of Magic would greet Mr. Weasley whenever they passed by.

Harry and Hermione were quite impressed, getting to know many people in just one hour thanks to Mr. Weasley's introduction.

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the other side.