Chapter 101: Did Hermione Change Her Hairstyle?

A strong sense of weightlessness struck, and with the activation of the Portkey, everyone felt the sky spinning.

Until the sky and earth in front of them changed color, they appeared on a strange lawn.

"Ouch!"

Except for Sirius and Mr. Claude, everyone fell directly onto the lawn.

"Haha, how is it, how does the first experience of a Portkey feel."

Mr. Claude looked at their embarrassed appearance and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

John could only silently give a thumbs up.

Watch more Kamen Rider.

After everyone climbed up, they patted the grass clippings on their bodies and looked around; there was nothing.

They could only hear faint cheers and music coming from afar.

Mr. Claude led everyone to climb up a small hill.

In an instant, the view in front of them suddenly opened up.

Ten thousand rays of golden light sprinkled down, reflecting the endless tent community underneath, and a huge bird's nest-style stadium with a white roof in the distance.

The sea of people in the tent community, and countless fluttering flags, burning torches, outlined a scene of joy.

This was the camp of the Quidditch World Cup, and the grand event of the Wizarding World unfolded before their eyes.

"We aren't a week in advance, why are there still so many people?"

Rui'an asked in disbelief.

"Hehe, this is just the beginning; in a few days, those tent communities will be able to extend to where we are standing now."

Mr. Claude said with a smile, pointing to the new tents that were still constantly rising in the distance, popping up like mushrooms after rain.

After saying that, everyone walked toward the camp together.

When they got close, the noisy clamor rushed toward them.

It was actually somewhat different from what John had imagined.

He thought it would be a fantasy scene with magic flying everywhere and strange beasts shuttling, but the liveliness in front of him was more down-to-earth, or rather, more like a Muggle outdoor music festival.

They shuttled through the bustling crowd all the way and came to the depths of the tent community.

On a small open space, a wooden sign with 00539 was inserted.

"Arrived, this is the location of our camp."

"By the way, I'll declare to you in advance, there are Muggles appearing in this place; remember to restrain your magic when you are outside the tent."

Mr. Claude brought them to the camping point and then gave everyone a serious explanation.

So that's how it is, no wonder.

Also, now human footprints are all over the world; no matter how secret the Wizarding World is, it must coexist with Muggle society.

Saying this, Mr. Claude took down the tent from his backpack, then looked around, confirmed that there were no Muggles, shook it gently, and the tent instantly expanded, automatically taking root in the ground like a living thing.

?

Just a moment ago he told them not to use magic outside, and in the blink of an eye, he did it himself.

Fine, fine, fine.

As long as it isn't discovered by Muggles, it doesn't matter, right.

Mr. Claude also noticed their gazes, winked at them, and the corners of his mouth rose with a cunning smile.

"Rules are for people to follow, but magic, well, you always have to leave some flexible space."

Everyone smiled knowingly, and the restraint in their hearts also relaxed accordingly.

After entering the tent, John and the others had been prepared, so they weren't too surprised by the space size inside that far exceeded their imagination.

Harry widened his eyes, full of disbelief.

Sure enough, reading two more years of books doesn't necessarily mean seeing more of the world.

The internal space of this tent was actually much larger than those tents in Titus's house, and only slightly inferior to the size of that small library tent.

It was divided into several compartments inside, arranged like a small apartment, with a living room, bedroom, and kitchen all available, and even a washroom.

The few boys slept in one nest, while Hermione, as a girl, slept in a room alone.

There was only one girl in the whole field, Hermione; to be honest, the Granger couple only felt at ease letting Hermione come because they heard John would also go.

After a few people simply tidied up their luggage, Mr. Claude called everyone back to the living room.

"Alright, next I'm going to participate in the work of the Ministry; this week you remember to obey the rules obediently, listen to Sirius's command, and don't run around alone."

"Although this place is managed by the Ministry of Magic, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds."

Mr. Claude was explaining the precautions before leaving.

Hearing halfway, Sirius finally sensed something wrong and asked somewhat ominously.

"Wait? You're going to work? And not coming back?"

"Yes, I have no choice; the Ministry has temporarily assigned tasks."

Mr. Claude heard Sirius's words and shrugged with a helpless look.

"You mean, this group of children needs me to manage them alone?"

Sirius pointed to them and then pointed to himself.

"Yes, I'm very sorry, Sirius; it's been hard on you during this time."

Titus and the others had a look of early expectation and held back their laughter one after another.

Sirius opened his mouth and immediately understood that he had been set up, but he couldn't say anything to object.

After all, he was relying on the tickets given by others to bring three unlucky children in.

"Is it too late for me to pay for the tickets now..."

"This place is the exclusive camp for Ministry of Magic officials; you can't buy it."

Sirius: "......"

"The children are handed over to you; I believe in you!"

After saying that, Mr. Claude raised the hat on his head and walked toward the outside.

Leaving behind Sirius with a look of lovelessness.

When Sirius came back to his senses, what he saw were seven pairs of watery big eyes.

He immediately felt the sky had collapsed.

He could manage one or two children, but he really couldn't manage such a group.

"...... Let's go out and stroll around."

"Yay!" ×6

Hermione looked at this group of boys helplessly and shook her head.

She raised her hand and dragged John, who wanted to follow and run out, back.

"You are not allowed to run; stay by my side and accompany me."

"Ah?"

Hearing Hermione's unquestionable tone, John immediately had a bitter face.

He also wanted to run around outside.

"Hehe, John, you just take good care of Senior Sister Hermione; we few are leaving first."

Titus and the others saw John being grabbed by Hermione, laughed, and then rushed out of the door, leaving behind a string of happy laughter.

Harry saw someone accompanying Hermione and also went out with peace of mind, while Ron glanced at them and also followed out.

"Sister Hermione, we've all come out to play; you won't still intend to read, right?"

John saw that his friends had all left and complained to Hermione somewhat speechlessly.

"Who told you I was going to stay and read?"

Hermione looked at him like he was a fool.

"I just told you not to run around; accompany me to stroll later."

Hermione said while pulling off the hair tie binding her hair, shaking her slightly curly brown hair.

Hmm?

Looking at Hermione's hair, John tilted his head and asked slowly.

"Sister Hermione, you changed your hairstyle."

Hearing John's words, Hermione was stunned for a moment and looked at John.

Then the corners of her mouth hooked into a smile.

"Unhuh~ my mom helped me tidy it up a bit."

She winked at John, her fingertips gently brushed over the tips of her hair, and asked.

"Does it look good?"

"Looks good."

John nodded very directly.

"Uh..."

Hermione's ear tips immediately turned red; she didn't expect John to answer so readily.

"... Cough, consider you sensible; alright, let's go quickly."

Hermione coughed twice to cover up her shyness, turned around, and walked toward the outside of the tent.

The two walked out of the tent side by side; the sunlight slanted on the lawn, and Hermione's steps were much lighter.

John secretly glanced at her and found that she had been holding a faint smile on her lips.

At this time, Hermione suddenly raised her small hand to John.

John understood and reached out to hold her hand.

This was a rule they had set before: they had to hold hands in crowded places to avoid getting lost.

It was a bit shy at first.

Now they were used to it. ===== CHAPTER 102 =====