Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

When he got back to the cabin, Elaine just got dressed and blushed.

She's wet and still not dry...

The two breathed heavily, staring at each other, and the atmosphere in the cabin was vibrant and ambiguous, pink.

The smell of water vapor and milk mixes with the sweet smell of the room.

In this case, it would seem that anything can happen, provided that one party is more impulsive.

That's right, Ivan's impulsive right now, and he can't care less.

He made up his mind to do something to Elaine who was dressed badly...

Evan pointed her wand at Elaine, and her wet clothes quickly dried up.

Just like Gabriel, it was another torment before he sent the vampire away.

Elaine hasn't forgotten about turning Evan into a vampire, but so much has happened that she has no courage and courage to remain here, just like the red and ripe apple.

She told Ivan that she would find time to come back to him.

Ivan hoped not to see the girl, but to add a deadline, that would be forever.

Elaine was sent away unconsciously, and Ivan returned to the empty cabin feeling unprecedented exhaustion.

Sure enough, Quidditch World Cup, camping or something, it doesn't suit him at all.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Elaine and Gabriel's visit was not discovered.

Only you and Cleecher know that the Elvish keeps a secret.

Evan poured heavily back into bed, not having the energy to think about what was going to happen at night, and now just thinking about sleeping.

The next second, he immediately climbed out of bed, at the fastest possible speed.

Ivan had a bad premonition about what his feet felt underneath.

He lifted the quilt, and below it was a small, white, wet girl's underwear...

Elaine, the guy who hastily forgot to put this on!

Ivan doesn't have time to think about her current dilemma, leave this thing behind and tell herself how to handle it?!

Ivan looked at this underwear as if it were the most dangerous thing in the world.

Slytherin is the most troublesome person in the world because he was right about his earlier judgment.

Salazar, Voldemort, Elaine, the other vampires, they're all in trouble.

For a long time, Ivan sighed heavily.

He carefully picked it up and stuffed it in his cloth bag.

Never leave your underwear or anything behind, only put it away first and return it to Elaine later.

But Ivan couldn't help but fall down when he thought of having a girl's close-fitting dress.

He had a dream about Elaine, Gabriel, Hermione...

At dusk, sleeping Ivan was awakened by Hermione.

“Get up, the race is about to start, we're ready to go!” Hermione smiled.

Evan opened his eyes and looked at Hermione's familiar smile in obscurity, feeling unprecedented kindness.

He rubbed his eyes and sat out of bed, feeling extra long today.

Or are you still dreaming?!

“Evan, do you look tired?! Hermione said with interest," Don't think about those things. It's the World Cup, it's a relaxing day. You're under too much pressure. Don't worry about the evil gods, Voldemort and vampires. Whatever the future looks like, we'll face it together! ”

Hermione's concern does warm people up, but her so-called shared future certainly does not include girls' underwear.

If possible, Ivan really wants to hold Hermione tightly now and let time stagnate like this.

hesitated for a moment, his body quickly moved forward and took the initiative to embrace Hermione.

Hermione stood still and didn't expect Ivan to do it.

In fact, Ivan was also stunned, not expecting himself to be so bold.

At that moment, his body reacted faster than his brain.

“Evan, what are you doing?!” Hermione rushed away from Evan and was a little angry with her mouth.

Ivan blinked and fell asleep without knowing how to explain it.

Looking at Hermione, he knew it was going to be bad!

The atmosphere became more and more tense, and the two people looked at each other as if they had not spoken.

A few seconds later, Hermione suddenly probed into his body and gently hugged Ivan, without any signs.

Then she split up with the quickest blushing face, when Ivan just felt the girl's temperature.

“Not again!” She spoke in a whispering voice.

A few minutes later, by the time Ivan and Hermione got downstairs, everyone was waiting in a small restaurant on the ground floor.

They were discussing the Quidditch World Cup, and nobody noticed anything unusual.

Everyone finished their dinner with excitement and set off to the World Cup venue.

At this moment, even the silent summer air in the camp seems to be trembling.

With the advent of night, the last trace of disguise disappeared here: the Ministry seemed to succumb to the inevitable trend of no longer confronting people, leaving the signs of obvious use of magic to appear everywhere.

Now, there's a festive atmosphere, and every few steps, phantom vendors descend from the sky.

They signed with a toy, pushed the cart, filled with strange plays.

Among them, there are glowing rose-shaped badges, green for Ireland and red for Bulgaria.

You can scream the names of your team every few seconds if you wear them on your body;

There is a high green hat filled with three leaf grass dancing with the wind;

The Bulgarian belt, the lion above can really scream;

The flags of the two countries, waving and playing their national anthems;

And a small model of a flying crossbow;

And famous player statues for your collection, you can walk around in the palm of your hand and be proud of them.

“I've been saving money all summer for this.” Ron said.

Several people casually walked through the hawkers, and Ron was crazy about buying souvenirs.

He bought a dancing clover hat, a large green rose-shaped badge.

However, he also bought a figurine of the Bulgarian seeker, Viktor Krum.

That little Krum walked back and forth in Ron's hand, frowned and stared at the green badge above him.

Ivan wasn't interested in the little things, he and Hermione walked at the end of the team.

Even though two people didn't say anything, Evan felt a strong sense of happiness, as if he had never been more relaxed than he is now.

“Wow, look at these!” Harry said.

In front of the team, he rushed to the trolley.

The highlands of the car were filled with things like binoculars, but they were filled with all sorts of weird knobs and turntables.

“Take a look, this is a panoramic telescope,” Wizard vendors enthusiastically marketed, "you can replay the image, play it slowly, and if you need it, it can quickly flash out the analysis of the competition. Deal. Just ten gallons. ”