A group of people pushed the cart and walked through the crowded tents. They also picked something to wear on their bodies to attract everyone's attention.

Business is pretty good.

During this period, Kyle also found an opportunity to ask Kreacher about some things about Regulus, but he couldn't explain it clearly. He just choked up and said that Master Regulus was becoming more and more like his previous self.

"I guess it should be ready soon." Kyle thought to himself.

…

More and more people are gathering on the field.

"After a whole summer of hard work, it's finally paid off." Fred looked at the half-empty fireworks box and wiped the sweat from his forehead with satisfaction.

By noon, the hungry people had already pushed their carts to the end of the venue.

George looked around and muttered, "Where is it...Didn't Li Jordan say it was nearby?"

He was looking for the location of the Weasleys' camp.

I ran in such a hurry that I forgot to ask them where their tent was. Fortunately, I met Lee Jordan, a classmate from Hogwarts and the school's Quidditch commentator.

He told Fred that he had seen Harry and their sister in the woods beside the grounds.

Then a few people found this place.

It was almost noon now, and they planned to continue after lunch.

"Oh, over there..." After looking around, Cedric suddenly pointed to the tent on the open space not far away. Harry and Ron had just walked out of it carrying a pot.

On the other side of the tent was Mr. Weasley, fiddling with a pile of firewood.

"Oh... why is it extinguished again? I remember Hermione did this before."

He lay on the ground, constantly blowing at the firewood that had long been extinguished with his mouth, and his whole face was covered in dust.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Fred walked over and asked in confusion, "Did you forget your wand at home?"

"Don't forget to observe Muggle safety regulations." Mr. Weasley stood up and rubbed his neck, which was a little sore from tilting his head.

"I think we'll have to wait a while before we can have lunch." George muttered in the back, "Dad really likes this rule."

"Where have you been?" Mr. Weasley did not hear him and stood up and asked, "Why did you take so long to come back? I thought you were lost."

"It's like I got to feel the atmosphere of the World Cup in advance," Fred said. "The wizards here are so enthusiastic."

"It's the World Cup, everyone has been looking forward to it..." said Mr. Weasley.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed the unfamiliar face behind Fred.

"I suppose you must be Kanna," he asked.

"Connor Prince!" Connor said quickly, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Weasley."

"Me too, children," said Mr. Weasley, "Come in, I have borrowed a big enough tent this time, and you can choose your own room.

But lunch may have to wait a while, I have to find a way to get these... Oh, who are you! "

Mr. Weasley turned around and found that a house-elf had appeared behind him.

The firewood that he had been fiddling with for a long time but to no avail was now burning fiercely.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Weasley," said Connor. "He's Kreacher. I brought him here. He didn't know about the security regulations against Muggles!"

"Well, it doesn't matter..." Mr. Weasley looked a little disappointed, but still said, "Our tent is at the back. Even if we use magic occasionally, Mr. Roberts will not notice it..."

What a shame, he felt like he would be able to learn to use matches soon.

But now the problem of making a fire has been solved, we can’t just put it out and start over.

Mr. Weasley placed a pot on the wood fire and adjusted its position carefully.

Mr. Weasley felt a little uncomfortable being stared at. He inexplicably felt that he had taken someone else's job, so he subconsciously gave up his current position.

Kreacher walked over naturally and started fiddling with the stew pot.

"All right……"

Mr. Weasley stepped aside, looked at Connor who was hesitant to speak, and took the initiative to say: "It's good to have a house-elf to help occasionally... At least everyone doesn't have to go to the game hungry."

Obviously, he has a clear understanding of his cooking skills.

At this time, the other people who went to fetch water also came back.

As soon as Percy saw Fred and George, he started scolding them for running around.

"You are causing trouble for Dad again." He said pretentiously, "and you will also affect the work of other people in the department. It's best to be quiet. If I find out that you are trying to do something again, I will..."

"Deduct points from us?" said Fred, with mock fear. "We're not at Hogwarts yet."

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"And you're not the student body president anymore," George said.

"Not even a prefect..."

Both of them laughed out loud.

But Bill noticed the cart parked nearby.

He picked up a firework and threw it.

"Bang!"

The fireworks exploded, and suddenly a huge four-leaf clover appeared in the air.

"So it's you..." He said with a smile, "My friend Baku told me that he bought some very interesting gadgets, and the price was not expensive. But when I went to look for you, you had already left."

Hearing this, Fred immediately became interested. "Do you need it? Two Sickles each, ten for a Galleon."

"That's a gift for you," said George.

"It's a good deal indeed." Bill smiled and took out a Galleon. "Thank you. I'll take the Irish one."

Charlie next to him also bought Bulgarian fireworks.

Hearing the noise outside, all the people who had been in the tent came out and gathered around the cart curiously.

"How much is this!" Ron asked, picking up a hat.

"One Galleon," said Fred.

"So expensive." Ron touched his pocket, "How much do I pay..."

"One Galleon."

Ron frowned and said, "I'm your brother!"

"Oh." Fred and George looked at each other and said at the same time, "Two Galleons!"

Ron was so angry that he threw his hat back onto the car, and everyone else couldn't help but laugh.

Harry kept his mouth shut tightly, trying not to laugh out loud. Ron was his friend, and he couldn't act too gloating.

But everyone bought some things.

Hermione and Ginny liked the hairpins very much, Mr. Weasley changed into a Bulgarian hat, and Harry bought the most, taking a little of everything except the hairpins, and then gave half of it to Ron.

(End of this chapter)