Your Majesty, Whose Tablet Will You Pick Tonight?

On one side of the campsite, there was a large, leafy banyan tree, under which was a sky-blue tent.

The tent was brightly colored, but it didn't look very big, and apart from the Fantastic Beasts patterns swimming around on it... it was otherwise quite ordinary.

A young girl sat on a thick branch of the large banyan tree.

She held a string of sparkling candy in her left hand and a pair of binoculars in her right.

Instead of glancing at the training match from the field, they were looking towards the entrance of the camp.

Nicolas is really unreliable. He said his brother and Hermione would arrive at this time?

She waited there for a full half hour, but didn't see anyone. Meanwhile, the snacks she bought were almost all gone.

Anne took a bite of the bamboo skewer that resembled sparkling candy.

The fruit is crisp but not greasy, with a sweet and sour taste, and the syrup is thick and pale yellow.

She ate the fruit one after another, crunching it crisply. After finishing, she spat out a burst of dazzling sparks that formed a phoenix pattern.

Anne was quick; after only a few bites, there was only one candy left on the skewer.

Just as he was about to take a bite, he noticed four cats crouching beside him, all staring intently at him.

Two of them were orange cats; the larger one had a round, plump bottom, broad shoulders, and was so fat it was unbelievable.

The smaller ones are gradually growing bigger, showing signs of becoming more mature and robust.

The Bobocha was alright, but I was only interested in the dragon pattern; I wasn't really interested in the string of candies.

It hates eating and has anorexia.

What do you not believe?

If you're so capable, put some cat food in its mouth, and if it takes a bite, it's no longer an orange cat!

Compared to her father's Bobocha, Anne's Pineapple Head was much more uninhibited, repeatedly sticking out her tongue and drooling.

It barked twice, but not meowed; instead, it barked.

Stop your Dahei antics! Remember, you're a handsome cat, not a dog!

Don't make strange noises!

There were two cats nearby, one big and one small, both belonging to Hermione.

Crookshanks have an ugly, persimmon-like face, and their tails, like steel brushes, pound against tree trunks; the tortoiseshell-colored Bobosha, on the other hand, is much smaller and looks the most ladylike cat.

Anne grinned, revealing a row of neat teeth, then shook her head.

"I won't even give you any. Before I left, Hermione told you guys to lose weight and control your food intake."

She's coming back, so we should at least symbolically reduce the number of days by one, right?

That way I can confidently say... I've lost weight.

All four cats rolled their eyes in unison.

Anne hummed in response, then stood on the tree and looked around again, but still couldn't see anyone.

She plopped back down on the branch, her two white feet dangling in mid-air, swaying back and forth.

Anne rested her chin on her hand and stared blankly for a while. Feeling a little bored, she blinked her dark green pupils and looked at the four cats.

She repeatedly explained:

"My silly brother has been kidnapped by that wicked Hermione... They'll never come back, and they don't want you anymore."

From now on, you will all be my cats.

Remember this!

Even if they come back, don't pay them any attention... They won't take us to Italy.

Hmm, you have to be aloof and indifferent. Unless...

"Unless you bring back lots of gifts!"

A familiar voice rang out, and a person quietly stepped out from behind the banyan tree.

William grinned. He had spotted Anne from afar at the camp over there, so Apparition and sneaked over.

Bobocha was the first to react, letting out a howl as it leaped down from mid-air.

William waved his wand, quickly slowing it down. With the weight of the Bobocha, such a high-altitude object... would either kill him or leave him in a vegetative state.

Hermione also walked out slowly, winked at Anne, and smiled brightly:

"Long time no see, Anne. Hey, you seem to have grown a bit taller, you're almost up to my knees now."

Upon seeing the two who had suddenly appeared, Anne couldn't hide her joy and surprise. She was about to speak when Hermione's words silenced her.

She immediately put on a stern face and adopted a cold and aloof demeanor.

But when she looked down again, the little girl was so angry she almost had smoke coming out of her head.

The two men didn't even look at her; they had already started taking out bags and bags of cat treats.

All four cats betrayed the cats and are now squatting on the ground waiting to be fed.

Especially its Pineapple Head, which wags its tail like a dog's, like a propeller.

Anne put on her sandals and jumped down from the tree.

After the little girl landed, she didn't stand steadily. William reached out and gently grabbed her by the back of her collar, pulling her back slightly, afraid that she might accidentally fall.

Hermione simply reached out and snatched the string of sparkling candy away.

Anne glared at her and held out her hand, saying, "Give it back to me!"

"Eat too much candy, or you'll get a toothache!" Hermione grinned mischievously as she finished off the last skewer of candy.

I'll fight you to the death!

Anne puffed out her cheeks and charged toward Hermione. Hermione, holding William, began to circle around him King of Qin.

The two joked around for a while before stopping. Anne then greeted Neville again.

"Why are you alone? Where are the others?" William asked, puzzled.

"Mom and Aunt Emily didn't like Quidditch, so they went to United States with Mrs. Perenelle to attend a music festival."

Hearing that Lyanna wasn't there, William inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief. He wouldn't be sent to the Cambridge lab to be dissected by the intern.

"What about the others?"

Anne unwrapped her gifts, holding up a Venice mask that Hermione had bought, which she seemed quite fond of.

Wearing a mask, she said, "Nicolas took his dad and Uncle Iris to the stadium to watch a training match. They said the Bulgaria mascot is very interesting."

"..."

Bulgaria's mascot is the Veela, isn't it? So... are they sure they're going to watch Quidditch, not a football match?

William seriously doubted that the three of them could get anything good off with Nicolas, that lecher.

No, there might be Grandpa Newt following behind.

Four old men... tsk tsk.

"Mr. Weasley came by earlier, and Ginny saw her father off at the camp. She should be back in a little while," Anne continued.

"And Luna... she discovered traces of the Crumple-Horned Snorkack's activity."

"I took the dowsing rod you made for me and went to search for it."

"..."

Are you sure you're looking for the Crumple-Horned Snorkack, and not digging up graves?

After chatting for a while, the group went into the tent together.

The tents in the wizarding world have all been greatly enlarged using the Undetectable Extension Charm.

This is especially true of the tent that Nicolas brought.

It looks very simple from the outside, but once you go inside, it's a huge living room.

The floor was covered with a soft carpet, and there was a long black oak table surrounded by dark sofas made of Russia Walnut Wood.

Opposite the west wall is a hidden pipe organ, and the four walls are decorated with various works of art.

Typical Nicolas style decoration.

"The room is on the second floor," Anne said.

Led by Anne, they first went to Neville's room, and then Hermione's room.

Finally, William went to his room.

Anne grabbed her gift and ran off quickly to find Luna.

William drew back the curtains, and through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, he could see the view outside.

He suddenly froze.

Because a little further away, there was a tent that looked like a palace.

A Winky banner hung high between the tents: Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Outside the tent stood a male wizard, surrounded by many female wizards.

The male wizard looked to be in his early twenties, with a composed demeanor and an elegant air.

Most importantly, that face... it looks seven or eight parts like William's!

Why is Professor Babbling from United States in the United Kingdom?

If she comes, Little Tom... won't he come too, will he?

Soon, the Occamy in William's hand flew up and grew larger in the room.

The Niffler emerged from the Occamy's mouth, looked at William excitedly, and then pulled a letter from its pouch.

William frowned and opened the letter.

The above only contains a few short sentences:

tonight,

Come to my tent!

Bathsheda Babbling

William sighed.

Tonks, Fudge, Crouch, Horace... they all wanted him to come to their tents tonight.

Now we have Professor Babbling.

At night, he still had to stay in his room with Hermione to brew a kidney-nourishing... oops, brain-boosting tonic!

Do you really think he's a time management master who can handle so many people at once?

So, among so many people, whose card should I choose tonight...? Is there any need to hesitate?

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