Harry Potter I Am Death

"Aha, Arthur, you are finally here," a cheerful voice came from outside the tent.

A tall man came in, wearing a lively Quidditch robe with a very conspicuous bumblebee pattern on his chest.

It can be seen that this man was also a good sportsman when he was young, just look at his tight clothes.

"It's Ludo." Mr. Weasley was a little surprised, and he put a half-used box of matches on the table beside him.

"Well, you've been exhausted for a while," Mr. Weasley hugged him very warmly.

"That's true, but it's much better now, and everything that should be done is almost done, I mean, at least I can cheer happily in the stadium like a normal audience", he looked very Excitement rarely has the airs of an adult.

"I almost forgot to introduce you." Mr. Weasley looked at Eli and the others who were busy grabbing sausages from Bill and the others.

"This is Bill, and this is Charlie, and Percy, and Ron, and George and Fred, and my daughter Ginny, you've seen them all. These are their friends, Eli Hall, Hermione Granger and Harry Potter"

Mr. Weasley spoke a long, fluent, somewhat perfunctory introduction to George and Fred, since he, too, couldn't tell the two brothers apart very well.

Ludo Bagman kept smiling, until he heard Harry Potter's name, he was a little surprised, and glanced at the scar on Harry's forehead.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, what a lively family!"

Ludo Bagman suddenly leaned in front of Mr. Weasley with a narrow expression, "Are you interested? Let's take a gamble."

"A gamble?" Mr. Weasley was aroused by Ludo Bagman's agitated expression, but he was very restrained, because his family's financial resources did not support him to gamble.

"Some people bet that the Bulgarian national team will score the first goal. I don't agree. I know that the Irish team has a very strong player. The odds are very high now. How about it? Are you ready to follow? I guarantee you a lot of money !"

Mr. Weasley pondered for a while, "That's fine, I'll be with Galleon"

"One... okay, one Gallon." Ludo Bagman looked expectantly at the group of young wizards.

"How about it, anyone else want to join?"

"No, Ludo, they're kids, you shouldn't be teaching them that"

"I want to try..." Eli said weakly.

"Oh Eli, you're still a kid" Mr. Weasley didn't quite agree with minors taking part in gambling.

"Don't make trouble, Eli, Mr. Bagman won't take children to gamble," Percy reprimanded solemnly.

Percy has graduated from Hogwarts, and he has a great desire for power, and he got his wish to work in the Ministry of Magic. He is very ambitious.

Mrs. Weasley was very satisfied with this. Regardless of her ambitions, in her opinion, there is no more serious job than the Ministry of Magic.

Mr. Weasley also expressed his support, and the father and son also had a caretaker at the Ministry of Magic.

Percy quickly became a professional Ministry of Magic clerk once he graduated, always poker-faced, though it seemed hilarious to the twins.

Eli said that he really wanted to make a bet. As a glorious traveler, he knew the final outcome well, and he could make a lot of money in this wave.

"By the way, Ludo, what do you want me for?" Mr. Weasley changed the subject in a timely manner.

"Yes, yes, there is indeed something. Have you seen Crouch, I have been looking for him"

"What did you want him for?" asked Mr. Weasley.

As soon as Percy heard the word Crouch, he immediately perked up, and he looked very excited.

"The officials in Bulgaria are trying to find fault with me, but I can't understand what they are talking about. I need Batty's help. You know, he is proficient in more than 150 languages."

"That's right!" Percy couldn't help answering, "Mr. Crouch is rumored to be proficient in nearly two hundred languages, including mermaids and trolls!"

"Trolls? The ones that snort?" George learned a few times in a strange voice.

Percy glared.

Barty Crouch, an old official with high prestige in the Ministry of Magic, is currently the director of the Department of International Magic Exchange and Cooperation.

He used to be the Director of the Law Enforcement Department, known for his fairness and strictness, and some even called him the Director of Iron Blood.

You know, when he was the director of law enforcement, it was the time when Voldemort was rampant, and this position could easily match Voldemort.

He was very tough and sent many Death Eaters into Azkaban, including some members of pure-blood families.

The most commendable thing is that he mercilessly sent his own son to Azkaban.

He didn't hesitate at all at the time, as if he had dealt with an irrelevant bystander.

But it was also because of this incident that everyone knew that the son of his impartial director was a Death Eater.

His prestige was severely hit, and later he was old and transferred to the International Magic Exchange and Cooperation Department.

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, a person apparated suddenly.

This is an elderly man, with short hair tightly attached to his scalp, combed meticulously, and even looks a little stiff.

There were no other superfluous expressions on his face, and it was easy for people to dispel the idea of ​​approaching him.

His leather shoes were so polished they could be used as a mirror.

"Oh Batty, you just showed up, you have to help me this time," Ludo immediately greeted him.

Mr. Weasley was ready for another introduction.

"what's up?"

"You know the Bulgarians, they're still making trouble, but I don't know what they're talking about"

"Those Bulgarians demand twelve more seats in the top box"

"Really? That's it? I thought they were asking me to borrow tweezers"

Without talking nonsense with Bagman, Crouch interrupted him, "Okay, that's exactly what we've been looking for you for."

"You drink tea." Percy brought a steaming cup of tea from somewhere, and handed it to Crouch.

Crouch glanced at him unexpectedly, but obviously didn't recognize him, "Thank you"

Percy wanted to say a few more words, but was confused by Crouch's repulsive tone and seemed a little embarrassed.

George and Fred grabbed Ron and laughed non-stop at Percy. Eli took a good look at this Barty Crouch. Among all the Ministry of Magic staff, except for Fudge, the pink toad, and Umbridge the pink toad. With Mr. Weasley, he had some impressions of this Mr. Crouch, who had many legends.

"Arthur, I didn't come here to hang out, Ali Bashir is still pestering me"