In this tent, which is enough to be called a small home, a guest is now ushered in. ．．
This is a tall, middle-aged man who looks very eye-catching. He is wearing a long Quidditch robe with yellow and black wide horizontal stripes on it, and a huge wasp is printed on his chest like splashed ink .
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 have a good figure.
"Hello, Ludo." Lucius immediately stood up from the mahogany chair he was sitting on, walked around the exquisite round table in front of him, opened his arms, and walked to the entrance of the tent Go greet this man warmly.
There is no doubt about the identity of this guest, 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 habitual way of greeting, it seems that he is very familiar with everyone, but his eyes are a little wandering now, caught by the luxurious furniture in front of him Fascinated, 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 of his eyes, there was a high-end carpet that covered the entire room. The color on it was black Green is the main color, echoing each other from a distance, supplemented by some painted, vivid printing patterns, which appear low-key and luxurious, and the fluffy blanket wool is not extraordinary, it seems to be made of the hair of some kind of magical creature.
Not to mention the other mahogany seats and the gorgeous crystal chandelier above his head, the shining light made him feel a little dizzy.
While Bagman was still amazed by these extravagant items, Lucius had already walked in front of him.
Lucius raised his cane, made a gesture of invitation, and said in a low voice, "I think what you need most now is a cup of hot tea. It should be extremely cold outside now. The weather is not very good these days. good."
"Yeah, I don't know if the Quidditch World Cup can be held on time." Bagman sighed and said melancholy.
"Dobby, serve tea to the guests." Lucius ordered, and then Dobby respectfully handed a cup of steaming tea to the table.
"Dear guest, please take it easy." It said flatteringly.
Bagman sat on the mahogany chair uncomfortably at the moment, twisting his body.
In the eyes of gamblers, especially gamblers who have lost money and are heavily in debt, they have an unusual sense of smell for money. When they buy valuables, they often don’t judge them from the perspective they should have. Their value, the only thing useful to them, is how much they can be exchanged for.
One hand of the gambler was unconsciously touching the corner of the long mahogany table in front of him, using his unprofessional eyes to see that it was an expensive piece of furniture, while the other hand picked up the teacup on the table and gave it to him. It reached my mouth, but I didn't taste it at all.
Bagman is a bit overwhelmed now. He originally thought that with his experience as a Quidditch player for so many years, he would be able to win everything in gambling, but the reality dealt him a heavy blow. Analysis is completely useless, everything on the field is so fickle.
And earlier, he was actually addicted to gambling, but he usually covered it up very well and maintained a well-dressed appearance. Even if he borrowed money, he only found some people 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 owed in the upcoming finals, and return it to those goblins, those goblins will go to the Wizengamot court to sue Him, ruin him.
"What's the matter? Ludo?" Lucius was very strange: "Is the tea not to your taste? Or try the coffee I brought from Brazil? It should taste very good." Then he stood facing him Dobby, who was on call at any time, continued to order impatiently: "Your tea is not to the taste of the guests, and your punishment will be discussed later. Now go and replace Mr. Bagman with a new coffee."
Dobby shivered in horror, then forced himself back to normal.
"It's much easier to get along with the young master." Dobby thought in his heart, then bent his back again, ready to go to the kitchen.
"No, no, very good, the house elves in your family are very good." Bagman seemed to have come back to his senses now, and responded with praise. He didn't want to let the servants be punished as soon as he came to someone's house.
"That's good, I think we can go into the back room and talk." Lucius raised his eyebrows and made his own suggestion. He didn't notice Bagman's abnormality, or rather, Lucius just guessed Geman may just feel a little unwell, and he has no idea what the world looks 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 came out of the back room with a happy face, and Lucius also had a satisfied expression. After some negotiations, it seemed that both parties got the results they wanted.
"Happy cooperation, Lucius." When leaving, Bagman offered to extend his hand.
"Of course." Lucius replied, and stretched out his somewhat slender and pale hand.
The two smiled tacitly.
"Then let's get in touch after the game starts, and I will try my best." Bagman said, and then he opened the curtain and went outside.
"Dad? Who was here just now?" At this time Malfoy pushed the door out from a small room on the left, and Hughes was saying goodbye to someone.
"Ludo Bagman. It's just an outdated Quidditch player, but I just happened to have something to ask him." Lucius said disdainfully, restraining his polite expression.
"Then I have to go out." Malfoy clenched his fists, pretended to be excited, and said a little excitedly, then ran straight to the tent leading to the outside, opened the curtain, and got out.
"When did Draco become interested in Quidditch?" Lucius' son's hurried back was a little puzzled, and he shook his head. If he remembered correctly, when Ludo Bagman was the batsman, Draco must have just been born, right
"Forget it." Lucius rubbed his temples, deciding not to think about it so much.
He guessed that Malfoy might just be looking for that Ludo's autograph.
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