After HP shared the dream, Lao Fu was conquered by me

At this time, the sun had just risen and the mist was gradually dispersing. They saw tents in all directions, stretching as far as the eye could see. They walked slowly between the tents, looking around with interest.

Harry, Hermione and Ron had never seen wizards from other countries, or rather, they simply didn't know that there were wizards in other countries.

But Lamia had seen Chinese wizards in her dreams before, so when she saw the black-haired wizard for the second time, she was not curious at all. She did not drop the kettle in her hand on the ground like Ron did in order to look at one of the girls.

"Ron, can you please watch the road!" Hermione seemed a little unhappy. She bumped Ron's shoulder hard, forcing him to turn his head.

"See? She's always so annoying." Ron curled his lips and said to Harry.

Hermione stamped her foot angrily, took Lamia's arm and strode forward.

They had almost walked through the entire camp when Lamia noticed a tent in the center that stood out. It was lavishly decorated with a large amount of striped silk, resembling a small palace, and there were even several live peacocks tied to the entrance.

A little further ahead, she saw another tent pitched in the shape of a four-story building with several corner towers. Further ahead, there was another tent with a garden in front of it, complete with a birdbath, sundial, fountain, and other amenities.

Lamia didn't walk this way just now, so she didn't see the huge tent. The same went for Hermione. Both of them were attracted by this strange tent.

"Huh - is there something wrong with my eyes? Why has everything turned green?" Ron said. He still kept a certain distance from Hermione. Although Harry wanted to stand with Lamia, he didn't want to abandon his brother. He could only look at Lamia awkwardly as she looked at him.

There was nothing wrong with Ron's eyes.

Lamia also noticed that all the tents in the area they had just entered were covered with a thick layer of clover, making it look like countless strangely shaped green hills emerging from the ground.

In the tent with the curtains drawn back, you can see laughing faces.

"Of course they're rooting for Ireland, aren't they?" said Ron.

Harry nodded. Lamia and the other two had already walked ahead. He wanted to catch up, so he could only keep pulling Ron's arm to make him walk faster. But Ron was particularly angry at this time and he wanted to go against Harry's will.

Only after completely leaving this eye-catching green area did Ron mutter softly, "But we are different from them..."

"They must be supporting the Irish team just now. I really wonder what the Bulgarians have hanging on their tents?" Hermione said to Lamia. They walked very fast, leaving Harry and the others far behind.

"Let's go and take a look," Lamia said, pointing to a large group of tents ahead, where the Bulgarian flag - white, green and red - fluttered in the breeze.

There were no plants covering the tents here, but every one of them had the same poster of a very gloomy face with thick black eyebrows. Of course, the picture was moving, but the face did nothing but blink and frown.

"Ron, hurry up, let's go over there too!" Harry pulled Ron and ran. It can only be said that he is worthy of being Gryffindor's Seeker. With so many wizards gathered, Harry still found Lamia and Hermione who were staying in front of the Bulgarian tent at a glance.

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"Krum." Ron whispered. He and Harry came over at some point. Lamia noticed but didn't tell Hermione.

"What?" Hermione asked. She turned around and saw Ron talking. She immediately retracted her smile, crossed her arms, snorted, and moved away from him.

"Krum!" said Ron, not caring at all about Hermione's reaction. He was completely fascinated by Krum. "Viktor Krum, the Bulgarian Seeker!"

"He looks so gloomy," Hermione said, addressing Lamia, as she looked around at the countless Krums blinking and frowning at them.

"Too gloomy?" Ron rolled his eyes. "Who cares what he looks like? He's amazing! And he's so young, only about eighteen. He's a genius, you'll see tonight."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "It seems that Quidditch is the most important thing in the world to you."

Lamia found it inexplicably funny. These two people obviously cared about each other, but what they said was more infuriating than the other, especially Ron.

Lamia could tell that he was planning on making peace, but after he said that, there was no way Hermione would reconcile with him now.

"Then let's take a good look tonight!" Lamia said, and took Hermione to a corner of the camp, where a small queue had already formed next to the faucet.

Ron: "Hermione, Lamia, why are you walking so fast? I haven't finished watching yet. Krum might come out and high-five us fans later!"

Hermione couldn't bear it any longer, so she bent down and ran away from the team. She didn't come back until Lamia filled her water and left.

They walked back through the camp, walking much slower because they were carrying water. Everywhere they went, they saw familiar faces: their fellow Hogwarts students and their families.

"Hi, Lamia, Hermione, long time no see."

An ethereal voice came over, Lamia turned around and saw Luna wearing colorful clothes. She blinked her eyes, as if worried that Lamia had forgotten her.

"Hello, Luna." Lamia certainly did not forget this lovely little girl. Her purple eyes were particularly impressive to her.

Although Hermione was in a bad mood, she still greeted Luna with a smile. The girls held hands, and even though they were just smiling, the atmosphere between them was still so warm.

"Luna, which team do you support? Why haven't I seen a uniform of this color before?"

Ron came over again like Fangya, pointing at Luna's colorful team uniforms and saying, "Could it be that you support everyone, so..."

Ron couldn't continue. He didn't believe that anyone could be so cowardly as not to bet on which team would win.

"Yes, I support every team. They're all great to me." Luna said to Ron with a smile, not angry. She tugged at the hem of her clothes, revealing the large Quidditch logo on her chest. "See, I'm a die-hard Quidditch fan."