I Have a Big Problem with My Hogwarts

To be honest, Lynn has never had a good impression of wizards in the country of mildew.

This did not originate from the prejudices he inherited from his previous life, but the incident with Fontana in his third year made him feel that the wizarding country from the other side of the Atlantic Ocean seemed to have some kind of malice towards him.

And their positions are inherently opposite.

The death of Lin En's parents was caused by the participation of these evil country wizards, and they were also aware of their own existence. There was not only a conflict between the two, but also a great hatred!

So Lynn has never forgotten the incident when the wizard from the bad country came to Hogwarts to provoke him. He was always thinking about when he would find a chance to take revenge.

It's just that there is no right time yet.

But if this year's Triwizard Tournament, the wizards of the bad country also want to join in.

Hehe, Lynn thought they were sticking their faces in front of him to let him slap him, so he would be too happy.

After dinner, a group of them chatted in the camp for a while, and it didn't take long for the staff of the Ministry of Magic to completely suppress the enthusiasm of the wizards who gathered here to use magic.

All kinds of traces of magic appeared in various places in the camp, and at the same time, small merchants and peddlers apparated here continuously. All kinds of signs indicated that the Quidditch match was about to start.

Yes, there is no need to wait until daytime at all, and even if it is night, it will not hinder the start of the Wizarding Games at all.

What's more, if the Golden Snitch is not caught, the game will continue forever, and it is not known how many days will last in the middle.

Even in the handicap opened by the Ministry of Magic, there are bets on the time of the game, and the handicap is not inferior to the score.

The children did not continue to stay in their own camp, but dispersed to visit the traveling market populated by wizards.

Harry, Ron, and Bui ran to the wizard vendor selling Irish football souvenirs together, and each bought a solid green peaked hat with a shamrock badge on it.

The three of them put their hats on their heads excitedly, and continued to stroll among the crowd as little green men. Harry also sold a panoramic telescope to Ron and Xiaobu as a gift for them.

Lynn and Hermione were also wandering around.

"The life of a wizard looks no different from that of a normal Muggle, and such a floating market will be opened near large-scale events." Hermione looked around and said.

Neither of them were fans of any teams, and they had no interest in the Quidditch memorabilia that was being sold, just the novelty of the wizards who sold them.

"In other countries, this kind of place should be called a temple fair. Most people gather in one place, and there will naturally be more delicious and interesting things."

Lynn looked up and thought for a while.

"Actually, there are very few studies on humanistic traditions in the magic world.

The cultural habits of wizards are different from Muggles, but they are deeply related. The Muggle Studies course set up in Hogwarts can be regarded as a progress in the study of Muggle society and human history, but I have also listened to that course several times. There is a big problem in the way of teaching.

The professor of Muggle Studies subconsciously distinguished wizards from Muggles, just like wizards are human beings and Muggles are not human beings. In this way, the students in this class unconsciously brought themselves into the perspective of superiors, using Look down to understand all kinds of Muggle society.

However, wizards who are really interested in Muggles can't learn more about what they want to know. For example, Mr. Weasley, when he was in school, Muggle studies courses had already been set up. Muggles were still not much more interested than other wizards. "

Hermione also nodded thoughtfully.

"This should also be related to the unsettled history of the magic world in recent years. Since the 20th century, the entire European magic world has never been truly stable. The development of humanities must be based on a stable social order. , and people are not in the mood to think about things that don't give them security."

Harry and the others absolutely couldn't think of the two-person world they deliberately created for Lynn and Hermione, and what they were discussing in the end.

What else can Xueba and Xueba talk about?

Of course, perhaps for Xueba, this might not be a kind of taste.

As they were wandering, Hermione's eyes suddenly stopped moving in one direction.

There was a wizard who was selling flowers, holding a large handful of big red roses in his hands, which is certainly not for lovers on this occasion.

Roses are the national flower of Bulgaria, and the main color of the Bulgarian Quidditch team is red, so these roses should be counted as a support object for Bulgarian fans.

But for girls, she doesn't care what to support and not to support, as long as it is flowers, especially this kind of flowers with romantic meanings, she always likes them, even the top students are no exception.

Hermione looked at the flowers and then at Lynn.

The meaning expressed in the eyes is self-evident.

Lynn spread his hands: "Do you want it?"

She nodded with a little red face.

"If you want to buy it yourself, what do you see me doing?"

Hearing Lynn's words, Hermione was expressionless.

It doesn't matter, anyway, she didn't have any expectations for Lynn's elm head. After spending so long with him, Hermione can understand that Lynn is smart no matter what he does, but he is hard on emotions. Same as a rock.

"I don't buy it, you buy it for me."

she said firmly.

Since Yumu's brain is not open, she will take the initiative to force him to open up.

Lynn didn't refuse Hermione's "unreasonable" request even though it was a bit baffling. A bouquet of flowers was nothing more than a coaxing child.

These roses are obviously specially cultivated varieties, and they look very fresh, even with dew on them. According to the wizard trader's bragging, even if the roses are not planted in the soil, they can still maintain such a fresh state for at least half a year.

"Hey, this is for you."

Lynn handed the words in her hand to Hermione, and Hermione happily took it, then stared at him.

"Why do I feel that you are unwilling?"

"This must be your illusion. I am very happy to give you this flower, dear Miss Granger."

Lynn rolled her eyes secretly, and said as she wished.

Hermione held the flower in one hand and put her other on his arm.

"Hmph, I don't care if you like it or not, you can only give me flowers like this in the future!"

"You are so savage."

"I do not care!"

At this time, somewhere in the distance of the woods came the sound of a low-pitched gong. Immediately, thousands of red and green lanterns bloomed brightly on the trees, illuminating the road leading to the arena.

It was time for the game, and in a place out of the light, Hermione's hand slipped from Lynn's arm before she knew it, and she quietly held Lynn's hand.