Although the score gap was huge, the match had lasted less than two hours. They returned to the campsite shortly after nine that evening.
The campsite felt as though it were celebrating a festival, filled with all kinds of laughter and singing, while Magic Fireworks burst overhead.
Fred and George walked at the front. They had already learned most of the victory song and were leading the way as they sang it with great feeling.
The spectators celebrating the North American team's victory had probably heard the song all the way up to the top box and memorized a few of its lines.
When they heard Fred and George singing it, they joined in with a few loud lines of their own. "Wizet, eternal glory, your name we shall sing forever..."
Everyone was still riding the excitement, so they agreed on a time. They would return to their tents to rest up first, then come find Wizet and give him a proper "interrogation" about what he had seen and experienced on a professional team.
Xenophilius was pulled away by Remus Lupin and the others. They planned to visit a nearby town, buy some food and drinks, and take advantage of this rare free time to enjoy the cheerful atmosphere of the campsite.
Wizet's tent was near the center of the campsite, so they still had some distance to walk.
As they walked, Wizet lifted the Disillusionment Charm and altered the style of his clothes. As long as he covered his head with the hood, he would not be so easily recognized.
Luna did not let go of Wizet's hand. She even secretly scratched his palm. "Wizet, why are your palms sweaty?"
"It's rather complicated..." Wizet cleared his throat. It was not just his palms that were sweating; the tips of