Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

This tent, which can be called a small family, has now welcomed a guest.

This is a tall middle-aged man who looks very conspicuous. He wears a long Quidditch robe with the same wide horizontal stripes in yellow and black, and a huge wasp is printed on his chest like ink splashes. .

And the slightly protruding abdomen shows that he may have been lacking in exercise recently. It is not unusual for a person to be middle-aged and gain weight.

"Hello, Ludo." Lucius immediately stood up from the mahogany seat he was sitting on, walked around the delicate round table in front of him, opened his arms, and walked to the entrance of the tent To greet this man warmly.

There is no doubt that the identity of this guest is a bad gambler who maintains a good image on the surface, but is actually addicted to gambling - Ludo Bagman.

"Ah ho! Lucius!" Bagman shouted excitedly. This is his accustomed way of saying hello. It seems that he is very familiar with everyone, but his eyes are a little wandering now, and he is surrounded by the luxurious furniture in front of him. He was attracted. As soon as he opened the curtain of the tent and walked into this huge space, he felt the soft touch under his feet. With a glance, he saw a high-grade carpet covering the whole house. Mainly black and green, echoing each other from afar, supplemented by some drawn, vivid prints, it looks low-key and luxurious, and the fluffy blanket is not extraordinary, it seems to be made of the hair of some magical creature of.

Not to mention the other mahogany seats and the chandelier with ornate crystal overhead, the shining light made him feel a little dizzy.

Just when Bagman was still surprised by these extravagant objects, Lucius had already walked up to him.

Lucius raised his cane, made a gesture of invitation, and said in his low voice: "I think what you need most now is a cup of hot tea, it should be extremely cold outside now, the weather looks like these days. Not very good."

"Yeah, I don't know if the Quidditch World Cup will be held on time." Bagman sighed and said melancholy.

"Dobby, serve tea to the guests." Lucius ordered, and Dobby respectfully handed a cup of steaming tea to the table.

"Dear guest, please take your time." It said flatteringly.

Bagman sat on the mahogany chair uncomfortably at the moment, twisting his body.

In the eyes of gamblers, especially those gamblers who have lost in consecutive games and are heavily indebted, they have an extraordinary sense of money. Judging their value from an angle, the only thing useful to them is how much money they can exchange.

One hand of this gambler is unconsciously touching the corner of the long mahogany table in front of him. From his unprofessional perspective, it is also an expensive piece of furniture, and the other hand is holding the tea cup on the table. , sent it to my mouth, but I didn't taste it at all.

Bagman is a little overwhelmed now. He originally thought that with his experience as a Quidditch player for so many years, he would be able to bet without any disadvantages, but the reality gave him a heavy blow. Analysis is completely useless, everything on the field is so fickle.

Earlier, he was actually addicted to gambling, but he usually covered up very well and maintained a well-dressed appearance. Even if he borrowed money, he just found some who had little contact with ordinary wizards. those goblins.

But now he has almost no way out. If he can't win back the huge debt he owes in the upcoming final, and pay it back to the goblins, the goblins will go to Wizengamot Court to sue him, let him be ruined.

"What's wrong? Ludo?" Lucius looked at him strangely: "Is the tea not to your taste? Why don't you try the coffee I brought from Brazil? It should taste good." Dobby, who was standing by at all times, continued to order impatiently: "It seems that your tea does not suit the taste of the guests, your punishment will be discussed later,

Now go get Mr. Bagman new coffee. "

Dobby shuddered in horror, then forced himself back to normal.

"Young master is much easier to get along with." Dobby thought so, and then hunched her back, ready to go to the kitchen.

"No no no, very good, your house elf is very good." Bagman seemed to have recovered only now, and responded with praise, he didn't want to let others punish their servants as soon as they arrived.

"That's good, I think we can go into the back room and talk." Lucius raised his eyebrows and put forward his own suggestion. He didn't find Bagman's abnormality, or in other words, Lucius was just guessing. Geman might just feel a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't imagine what the world would look like in the eyes of a gambler.

"Okay." Bagman nodded, then agreed to the request, and walked side by side with Lucius into a room in the corner of the hall.

After a while, Bagman walked out of the back room with a happy face, and Lucius also had a satisfied expression. After some negotiation, it seemed that both parties got the results they wanted.

"Happy cooperation, Lucius." When leaving, Bagman took the initiative to stretch out his hand.

"Of course." Lucius replied, also extending his somewhat slender and pale hand.

The two smiled tacitly.

"Then let's wait for the game to start and let's get in touch again, I'll try my best," Bagman said, then lifted the curtain and went back outside.

"Dad? Who came just now?" At this time, Malfoy pushed out the door from a small room on the left, and saw Lucius saying goodbye to someone.

"Ludo Bagman. An out-of-date Quidditch player, but I just happened to be looking for him for something." Lucius said disdainfully, restraining his polite expression.

"Then I have to go out and have a look." Malfoy clenched his fists, pretended to be excited, said a little excitedly, and then ran straight to the entrance of the tent leading to the outside world, opened the curtain, and drilled out.

"When did Draco become interested in Quidditch?" Lucius looked at his son's hurried back, a little puzzled, and shook his head. If he remembered correctly, Ludo Bagman was the batsman. At that time, Draco should have just been born not long ago, right?

"Forget it." Lucius rubbed his temples and decided not to think about it so much.

He guessed that Malfoy might just be looking for that Ludo for an autograph.

And Bagman thought the same when he saw the boy standing in front of him.

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