Chapter 522

Post-match celebration

Chapter 522 Post-match celebration
Grindelwald and the witch party all left. Wade stood in the empty camp, looked around, and waited for a long time, but did not see Dumbledore appear.

—Is Dumbledore not around?

As soon as this thought came into Wade's mind, he immediately crushed the extremely low probability of luck.

The wizards who were engrossed in the game in the gymnasium might not have noticed such a big commotion at the edge of the camp. After all, there were many silencing spells, shielding spells, and expelling spells cast around the gymnasium.

But if Dumbledore didn't notice it... that's impossible.

Unless he wasn't in camp at all.

But when Sirius relayed the Death Eaters' action plan to Dumbledore, it was impossible for the headmaster to hand it over completely to someone else;

Wade was struggling with his thoughts when he suddenly heard a burst of noise - the game was over and a tide of people poured out of the stadium!
The originally dim lanterns in the camp were lit up one after another, rough singing was heard in the night sky, and the crowd seemed like mushrooms popping out from the ground after the rain, and in the blink of an eye, it filled the ground.

Some Irish leprechauns wearing red vests and mustaches carried golden or green lanterns, flew over people's heads and laughed joyfully.

Wade struggled to move forward against the crowd and walked towards the tent. Suddenly, a hand reached out and grabbed Wade's arm, followed by Harry's smiling face.

"Hey, Wade, you're here!" Harry laughed loudly, "Come on, we're going to the tent to continue celebrating!"

"It's such a pity that you didn't come!" Michael blocked his ears with his fingers and shouted at Wade, "I guarantee that there won't be a more exciting game than this in the next fifty years!"

"Children! Children! It's time for you to go to bed!" Mr. Weasley was pushed to the other side of the road by the crowd. He stood on tiptoe and shouted, trying to take his children back to their tent.

"Okay, Dad! I'll make sure they go to bed early. You go back and rest first!"

A sturdy wizard with dark skin embraced Ron, Fred and others, and turned around to shout at Mr. Weasley.

"The person I'm most worried about is you, Charlie!" said Mr. Weasley immediately.

Another tall red-haired man with a long ponytail grabbed Mr. Weasley and said a few words to him with a smile.

"That's Bill, Ron's oldest brother."

Seeing Wade turning around to look, Harry introduced him and pointed to the dark-skinned, red-haired wizard and said, "This is Charlie, the second son of the Weasley family."

When they arrived in front of the tent, Wade looked back and found that Bill Weasley not only sent his father back, but also dragged Percy, who originally didn't want to come, along.

The eldest son of the Weasley family was tall and wore a Muggle-style riveted leather jacket. He was dressed very fashionably and had an earring on his ear. When he strode over, the red hair on his head looked like jumping flames.

When Wade opened the curtain and entered the tent, he found that Hermione, Theo and others had already arrived and were carrying food and drinks out of the kitchen. Kreacher was grilling meat, and because there were so many guests, he was so busy that he almost wished he had eight hands.

"This place is yours tonight, kids." Sirius put on his coat and walked out. He said cheerfully, "Do whatever you want, celebrate as you like, and tell Kreacher if you need anything."

"Can we celebrate all night? I don't want to sleep!" Harry shouted.

Sirius raised an eyebrow, "Of course!"

"Ow—"

There was a cheer in the tent, and even Hermione, who was not that fond of Quidditch, smiled happily.

Sirius smiled and left. Without the presence of adult wizards, the young people in the room were more relaxed. Although Bill and Charlie were strangers to everyone, they were generous and free-spirited and quickly integrated into the group.

Even their little sister Ginny didn't want to go back to the Weasleys' tent, because she would definitely be controlled by their father if she went back. But the whole camp was filled with sounds of celebration, so she didn't want to go back to bed early alone.

"Krum caught the Snitch, but Ireland won! Bagman said - no one expected this outcome!"

Michael said excitedly, sitting down and opening a bottle of beer.

"We thought of it! We guessed it before the game!"

Fred and George danced happily in circles, arm in arm, and even pulled Ron up from the table while he was eating and forced him to jump along with them.

"Don't! Don't! You're stepping on my foot!"

Ron, with his long arms and legs, shouted loudly, but unfortunately his brothers turned a deaf ear to him.

"Why are they so excited?" Padma asked in confusion while picking some fruit to eat, "Which team do these two support?"

"Fred and George don't support anyone, they only support their own wallets." Ginny explained in a low voice: "They bet with Ludo Bagman before the game and won a lot of Galleons."

"Oh..." Padma suddenly realized.

Ginny gave the pretty girl next to her a friendly smile and took a sip from her cup of hot chocolate.

Everyone in the tent was older than her, and most of them had excellent grades in all aspects, especially Harry Potter who was sitting not far away, which made the red-haired girl very nervous.

Every time this happened, she would look at Ron, and her courage and confidence would slowly grow.

Ryan sat next to Wade and said, "I thought you would definitely go to the game! But you didn't show up the whole night. Did you get into some trouble?"

Wade knew that although Ryan didn't like to show off, he was sharp and observant. Moreover, the forest outside the camp had become like that. Everyone would be able to see it at dawn tomorrow morning, so there was no need to hide it.

So Wade lowered his voice and said, "Actually, during the competition, something happened outside the camp."

Ryan said nothing, looking at Vader with a questioning look.

Wade asked, "Did you know about the murderous forest attack on the Quidditch finals in the 19th century?"

"Of course." Ryan nodded.

He also grew up listening to all kinds of strange stories in the wizarding world, and there's no telling how much gossip he has in his heart.

"There are also dark wizards who want to do that tonight." Wade paused, looked at Ryan's eyes that suddenly widened, and smiled: "But Grindelwald and the witch party also came... They destroyed the demonized part of the forest."

Ryan immediately showed an "understood" expression and said, "You didn't come to watch the game. Is it because you followed Professor Dumbledore and stayed outside the gymnasium to prevent the Killer Forest from rushing into the stadium?"

Vader: “…”

(End of this chapter)