UGB Chapter 67 stomped the insects out
Chapter 67 stomped the insects out
A wizard dressed like a clown suddenly fell in mid-air.
Ignore Mr. Roberts' shocked gaze.
The wand in his hand waved down.
"Forget it!
The wizard pointing at Mr. Roberts snapped.
In an instant, Mr. Roberts, who was still shocked and terrified, became distracted.
The tight frown also stretched.
The mood seems pleasant or indifferent, and the trance seems to be indifferent to anything.
Braun knew it was a situation that would only arise after a person's memory had been erased.
"Oh yes! Give you this floor plan of the camp and remember not to get lost!
And this is the change I found.
Mr. Roberts said in a cheerful tone.
"Well, thank you very much!"
Mr. Weasley put away his wand and breathed a sigh of relief.
Then Mr. Roberts returned to the stone house in a daze as if he had completed some task.
It's like a wizard waiting for the next batch to arrive.
"Thanks to you! Newt!
Mr. Weasley said to the clown-like wizard who was following him.
"It should be!"
Newt sighed.
You can tell he's tired.
The beard is sloppy, not to mention that the bags under the eyes are even deeper purple and cyan.
"I have to recite the Oblivion Curse at least dozens of times a day!
I feel like this guy will be demented by me sooner or later. ""
Mr. Weasley comforted:
"It's over today, isn't it? Rest assured that nothing will go wrong!35
"Maybe!"
Newt sighed.
"I just want to go and get a good night's sleep with that guy Ludo, not at all guarding against these Muggles."
Wandering around the camps, not to mention it, they talk loudly about things like ghost ball balls.
I'm going crazy to be tortured by this guy!
Keep me back!
Well, let's not talk about it.
I have to go on patrol and see Arthur back!"
After complaining, without waiting for Arthur Weasley to answer, he flew into the sky again without knowing where to go.
Led by Mr. Weasley, the crowd walked a little the mist-shrouded field.
Pass in front of a variety of tents.
Most of the tents are very ordinary and nothing special.
It could be seen that their master's intention was to make it as close to a Muggle tent as possible.
But sometimes being too attentive may be easy to overcome.
Some tents were hit by wizards into chimneys.
Others add weather vanes.
This is actually quite normal.
What's even more excessively is that some are simply a mess piled together.
It's kind of like the Weasleys' Burrow.
Magic was used at first glance.
Otherwise, the strength of ordinary people alone would not be able to build such a thing that violates the laws of physics.
Others are extraordinarily ornate and extravagant like a palace, and there are even a few white peacocks tied to the entrance.
It's just that there are not many extravagant tents like this.
These tents made Braun look speechless.
No wonder that Mr. Roberts, a Muggle, would react so much.
Any normal person who sees these tents will definitely have doubts.
Follow Mr. Weasley on.
Everyone came to the edge of the woods at the end of the field.
There was a vacant lot and a small sign with Weasley's name on it.
Mr. Weasley looked around happily:
"It's nice here!
And it's close to the stadium! Okay, let's start pitching our tents!"
Weasley motioned for the brothers George and Fred to take their backpacks off.
Seeing Harry still looking at the gorgeous tents just now, Mr. Weasley explained:
"It's normal for people to get together and show off to each other. Okay Harry, tell me how to set up this tent? After all, in a Muggle place, you have to follow the Muggle way.
Harry also seemed a little embarrassed.
He hadn't pitched a tent and didn't quite understand what to do.
"I'll do it"
Braun said calmly.
"When my father and I went to Ouagadou, we took a break on the road and stayed in a tent.
He explained.
Mr. Weasley clearly saw Harry's dilemma as well.
"Okay then, Braun. Let's do it first
Mr. Weasley was not finished.
I saw Braun's wand in his hand.
It's like a conductor between waves.
It's just that the conductor is not the orchestra but the tent.
The tent comes out of the backpack.
It was quickly built under the control of Braun's magic.
"There's no need to follow everything the Muggle way Uncle Arthur. Sorcerer...... is the true master of this world!" 9
Watch set up the perfect tent.
Braun was very satisfied.
Then he went into it on his own.
But Mr. Weasley was stunned for a moment.
It seems a little embarrassing.
He wasn't angry, he just felt that he had taught his nephew a lesson at such an age.
Of course, he didn't deny Braun's words, or as a pureblood.
He still had some contempt for Muggles in his heart.
That protective attitude towards Muggles is more like protecting precious animals.
The exploration of Muggle objects is also more of a downward lookdown.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been indifferent to seeing that old Muggle being cast a dozen times a day under the Oblivion Curse just now.
After all, the twin hairs are already people from two worlds from the moment the wizard has magical powers.
Just like apes, even if they look like humans, humans will not think of them as their own compatriots!
The same is true between wizards and Muggles.
It's just that the twin engines still have the possibility of being transformed.
"Okay, let's go in too.
Mr Weasley said.
This made Harry, who originally wanted to show something, a little disappointed.
"Ronald, what is Braun going to Ouagadou for?"
"Go to the Potions Fair!"
Ronald replied without thinking.
"The Potions Master Conference is an event exclusive to Potionsians. The average person rarely knows. This time Braun won the junior category, another title in England after decades! If it weren't for the fact that the Ministry of Magic was overwhelmed by the revival of magic, perhaps this competition would have been written about long ago!"
There was an unconcealed envy in Ronald's tone.
He likes to be sought after and eye-catching.
It's just that the personality is relatively lazy, so sometimes I can only envy.
Of course, as Braun's cousin, he is still inevitably a little proud.
It seems that you can get some glory when others tout it.
"Is it? That's amazing!"
Harry said with a somewhat absent-minded look.
Compared to Braun, this is even more useless.
'What a savior! It's like a joke.
Harry whispered to himself.
'What do you say Harry?'
Ronald is clearly still immersed in Braun's brilliance.
Harry was not heard.
"Nothing. I mean let's go inside!
Because of the delay just now.
Only the two of them were left outside the tent.
"My Merlin!"
After entering the tent, Harry couldn't help but exclaim.
It was really a scene in front of him that he did not expect.
Originally, he thought that such a small tent could not support ten people.
But when I came in, I found out where there was still a small tent.
In front of you is a three-bedroom building that looks a little old.
The only flaw is a pungent cat smell in the air.
Braun couldn't help but frown.
Although he also has cats, he does not like the smell of cats.
"This is where the office Perkins picked it up. It may not be used often for reasons that seem a little old.
Arthur touched his somewhat bald head and said with a smile.
"Uncle Arthur can I clean this place?"
Braun asked politely.
After all, Arthur borrowed it from someone else.
It's the least polite to ask.
"Of course, Braun. It's really time to clean it up here. Need my help?55
After the tent just now.
Arthur Weasley no longer struggled with the use of magic.
Take the initiative to hold the wand in your hand.
"No thanks! It was done quickly. 35 Braun shook his head and saw Braun take a deep breath.
"Clean and new!"
Braun enters a lot of magic.
I don't know where a wind poured in.
Some of the scraping people couldn't open their eyes.
The dust in the house was swept away by this wind.
When 083 opened his eyes, the room that originally seemed dusty became not only clean.
The pungent smell of cats also blew away with this wind.
The murky air in the house has also become much fresher.
"Very powerful cleaning curse!"
Mr. Weasley exclaimed.
Not to mention that he is the same age as Braun, even if he uses such a wide range of cleaning charms now, it is not an easy task.
Braun withdrew his wand without blushing.
The improvement of his physical fitness has made his mastery of magic a lot more handy.
I saw that the inside of the tent was almost cleaned.
Mr. Weasley is not hard for everyone.
Let everyone go and play separately.
But everyone other than Braun chose to sleep in the tent for a while.
After all, they wake up too early and go to bed too late.
Walking slowly out of the tent, Braun wandered around the camp.
At this time, the sun has just risen.
The mist that had been condensed in the camp gradually dissipated.
Braun saw how many tents there were around.
It can be said that there is no end in sight.
Braun wandered around with interest.
Although I saw a lot of wizards during the Potions convention.
But those are more potions masters.
It doesn't matter if it's an adult or a child.
Nothing here seems interesting.
Like when I was in Ouagadou.
Braun would never have seen a two- or three-year-old happily crouching in front of the grass with a magic wand poking slugs.
The hapless slugs grew bigger and bigger under the little boy's poke.
It's the size of a sausage.
And at this time, his mother apparently also found the missing child.
Ran out of the tent in a panic.
"Kevin! How many times have I said it! Don't take your dad's wand!
The woman said angrily, but she obviously did not notice the huge slugs on the grass, and stepped on it without paying attention.
Fortunately, Braun was far away, otherwise he might have been splattered with green blood like that woman.
"Whew... You stomped the worm out! You stomped the worm out!",