Chapter 341 Winning Is Not Important, but Whether to Bet Is Important

Ludo Bagman looked quite big, wearing a yellow and black robe, and his fat body made him look like a wasp.

After entering the tent, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and the excitement on his face was restrained.

There were thousands of tents in the venue, all kinds of strange, but there were not many with such complete functions.

However, he did not care too much, after all, he was now the director of the Department of Sports and Physical Education of the Ministry of Magic. He was not very powerful, but his position was unshakable during the Quidditch World Cup.

"Arthur, old man." Bagman smiled, "Your son Percy said you are here."

"He is currently working in the Ministry of Magic." Arthur said with some pride, and then introduced Harry, Hermione, and his children to him, after all, their tickets were obtained by Ludo.

As for Aaron and others, he also introduced them one by one, and mentioned in the introduction that this tent was theirs, suggesting that Bagman was not suitable to talk about business here.

"Everyone, do you want to bet on the game?"

Aaron shook his head. He didn't know much about the Quidditch World Cup. Betting... is it a matter of luck?

"I stick to my original opinion, but I'm not interested in gambling." Lyon said.

Adrian ignored him and silently sorted out the information he had received about the Quidditch World Cup.

"Uncle Genes, please prepare an owl for me. I need to send a letter home."

"Okay, I'll prepare it now."

"It seems that no one is here!" Bagman was a little disappointed.

Arthur hesitated for a moment, "I'll bet on Ireland to win with one Galleon."

"One... is fine."

Bagman's mouth twitched. Others betted here, at least two-digit Galleons, and the most bet was half of their own wealth.

In comparison, Arthur was just making up the numbers, but thinking of Weasley's family situation, he couldn't say anything. They were really poor!

"We bet thirty-seven Galleons, fifteen Sickles, and three Knuts." Fred suddenly said, and George hurriedly took out their money.

"We bet that Ireland will win, but Krum will catch the Snitch."

"Hmm?" Leon looked at the Weasley brothers with some surprise, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, "You have good vision, I think so too."

"Are you sure?" Arthur lowered his voice and advised: "I don't want you to gamble, and this is all your savings, your mother..."

"Don't spoil the fun, Arthur." Bagman interrupted hurriedly, "They have grown up and know what they want, and I will give them high odds."

Bagman took out a pen and paper, quickly wrote down the names of the twin brothers and their bets, and then handed them this small piece of parchment as a receipt.

"I almost forgot the main thing." Bagman patted his head, "Arthur, can you help me find Barty Crouch?

It's a bit embarrassing to say, but he knows more than 150 languages, and I need a translator now."

"Barty Crouch?" Arthur was stunned for a moment, "Okay, I'll pay attention.

But I suggest you find Percy, he is now working in Barty Crouch's department."

Bagman nodded with satisfaction and walked out of the tent with the twin brothers' gambling money.

"I can see." Leon looked at Fred and George meaningfully, "You two seem to be very short of money!"

"Not just him, we are all very short of money." Ron said embarrassedly.

"No, you may have misunderstood me.

I mean they need a sum of money, and this money is very important to them."

"How do you know?" George and Fred asked in unison.

"You don't look that unreliable, but you can gamble all the money you have saved. This is a bit abnormal."

"Have you done something wrong?" Arthur looked at his two sons with a worried look on his face, afraid that they would nod.

"No, Dad, what are you thinking?" Fred said speechlessly.

"We just need a starting capital." George added, "This is what we planned a long time ago, but Mom seems to have always been pessimistic about our idea."

"Wouldn't it be a toy store?"

The two brothers nodded in unison.

Arthur reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief. It's not that he couldn't understand his two sons. Rather than saying that they were not doing their jobs, they were gifted. They had never disappointed anyone in terms of pranks.

But the problem was that it was useless for Molly to agree. Their family couldn't raise the money to open a store.

Leon took a lollipop out of Abe's pocket and asked while eating, "How much does it cost?"

"What do you mean?" Fred asked nervously, "Are you going to help us?"

"About!"

"This is not a small amount of money, otherwise we wouldn't have taken out all our savings to gamble." George said.

"I'll give you two thousand gold galleons." Leon held up two fingers, "Pay it back within five years, and as for the interest, I want 10% of your net profit within five years."

The twin brothers looked at each other, but then they were ecstatic.

It was a piece of cake, much easier than a loan from a wizard bank.

"Wait, wait." Arthur said hurriedly, "What if they can't pay it back? This is two thousand Galleons."

"That's not possible, Mr. Weasley, you should have some confidence in them.

Not everyone has the courage to bet all their wealth on a chance." Leon said admiringly, and then took out a key, "Gringotts, Vault No. 31.

After taking the money, just give the key to Aaron, he will return it to me."

"Thank you very much." Fred said with sincere gratitude.

"It's just like reborn parents." George said.

Arthur's face immediately darkened. Although he knew that the two of them had taken a big advantage, his biological parents were still here. Didn't he have any face?

"George, Fred." Arthur called them, and then looked at Harry and others with a serious face, "Remember, this must not be known to Molly, you don't want to see her angry!"

Several people shuddered together, Mrs. Weasley was still very scary when she was angry.

"In addition, Charlie, Bill, and Percy must not know." Arthur added, "At least before we make achievements."

"This is a secret between us." Fred said.

"Can you give me some benefits?" Ron rubbed his hands excitedly, "It shouldn't cost 2,000 Galleons just to open a store!"

"I'll give you and Harry a 10% discount in the future." George said.

"What?"

"Look at it, Ron." Fred patted his brother's shoulder, "After all, we have to make money too."

"What about us?" Ginny said, holding Hermione's hand.

"Girls are different. We will also buy some cosmetics at that time." Fred smiled, "You will receive special gifts on some important holidays, absolutely genuine."

"That's more like it."

After comforting their younger brother and sister, the two brothers looked at Leon, "We guarantee that your investment will get a generous return."

"He doesn't care whether there is a return or not!" Aaron rolled his eyes, "Don't be fooled by him, two thousand Galleons is his monthly pocket money."

Everyone looked at the young man holding a lollipop on the sofa. They once again felt the indescribable psychological gap. This rich man is different from what they thought!

"If I have this much time, I might as well get your gambling money back as soon as possible." Leon smiled meaningfully, "I don't think Ludo Bagman is the kind of person who follows the rules."

"Not really?" Ginny said unconfidently, "Mr. Bagman is the director of the Department of Magical Games and Sports, at least he is a well-known person!"

"Hahaha." Leon laughed unkindly, "Sister, you are so cute, although there is a certain gap compared to my sister.

You might as well think about it the other way around, when did the well-known people come to other people's tents to find people to bet?

One Galleon is not too little, thirty Galleons are not too much, the odds can be raised... It doesn't matter whether you can win, but it is important whether to bet or not.

Tsk tsk tsk! If I'm not mistaken... Mr. Bagman is not as glorious as he seems."

The Weasley brothers couldn't hold back when they heard this. Although they had attracted a large amount of investment, the thirty-seven Galleons, fifteen Sickles and three Knuts were all their wealth that they had saved up one by one.

If they lose, it's fine. If they dare to gamble, they can afford to lose, but they don't want to bet their money on someone who has no credibility.

Losing is sad, winning... it's even more sad.

Just as the two were about to go to Ludo Bagman, they were stopped by Mr. Arthur Weasley.

"Wait, don't worry."

"Dad, I know he helped us get the tickets, but one thing is one thing." George said anxiously, "That's all our savings."

"Why didn't you listen when I told you not to bet before!" Arthur said depressedly, "I also bet a Galleon! Do you know how difficult it is to deduct some money from Molly?

But since we have placed a bet, we can only wait for the result. This is the Quidditch World Cup. If things get out of hand, it will be difficult to end."

George and Fred also calmed down, but their faces became a little gloomy, and they even had the urge to cry.

"There's no need to feel so wronged!" Ron tried to comfort him, "This is just Leon's guess."

"You can always trust my judgment." Leon said confidently.

"Well... we have something else to do, so we'll leave first.

See you after the game starts!" Arthur said, and then left the tent with his children, Harry, and Hermione.

Although Fred and George unexpectedly attracted investment, they were embarrassed to stay any longer.

"It seems that I have to be more careful when betting with others in the future." Aaron sighed, "Even if I win, I may not get a good result!"

"Forget it!

I can see it, my sister can see it, can't you see it?"

"Of course I can see it, but I won't say it.

You are still the same as before, never letting go of interesting things, and I haven't changed either, it's better to have less trouble than more."

"Don't bother me." Adrian said lightly, and Aaron and Leon shut up immediately.

The tent was quiet in an instant, she sat at the desk, writing and drawing on the notebook with a feather pen, outlining the shape of a trophy.