HP: I beat the otome game at Hogwarts

Chapter 147 Mr. Diggory, who loves to show off his son

Harry and Ron were studying the various functions of the panoramic telescope when they heard someone calling Lyra. They looked up and saw that annoying Hufflepuff, followed by a middle-aged red-faced wizard with a brown beard.

“This is Amos Diggory, my dad’s colleague in the Department of Magical Creatures Control,” Ron whispered to Harry and Hermione, introducing him. “Cedric is his only son, and he’s notoriously fond of…”

Before Ron could finish speaking, Mr. Diggory walked over and recognized the Weasleys' signature red hair.

“Oh, you must be one of the Weasleys,” Mr. Diggory said in a loud voice. “Arthur and I know each other well in the ministry. Where is Arthur? Is your whole family here?”

"Hello," Ron greeted honestly. "My father and the other brothers will be arriving later. I came first with Harry's godfather and the others."

“Harry?” Mr. Diggory’s eyes widened. “Which Harry, Harry Potter?”

Harry felt Mr. Diggory staring intently at his forehead. Although he was used to it—people were always curious about the lightning bolt-shaped scar on his forehead when they first met him—it still made him uncomfortable.

“Harry, it’s so good to see you!” Mr. Diggory shook Harry’s hand vigorously. “Sed told me about the match you played against last year, and I told him, ‘Sed, when you’re old, you can tell your grandchildren about this amazing match—you beat Harry Potter!’”

Harry and Ron didn't know what to say, so they remained silent.

Harry's hand was still in Mr. Diggory's large hand, and he awkwardly pulled it back.

“The Dementors stormed onto the pitch,” Hermione stated, defending her friend. “Harry was greatly affected, which is why he dropped his broom. It was an accident—”

“Oh, but Syed didn’t fall, did he?” Mr. Diggory said proudly. “One fell off the broom, the other didn’t; it’s obvious who the better aviator is!”

Hermione fell silent after that.

Harry and Hermione understood what Ron hadn't finished saying—Mr. Diggory loved his son very much, and also loved to show off his son's excellence.

Mr. Diggory was unaware of the awkward atmosphere and turned his gaze to his only son.

“Hey, who’s that dark-haired girl chatting with Ced?” Mr. Diggory immediately asked Harry and the others. “What a pretty girl! She has good taste, doesn’t she? Our Ced always manages to attract pretty girls—”

Harry and Ron immediately frowned.

Ron pointed out unhappily that it was a girl from their Gryffindor house, and that his brothers, Fred and George, were the best of friends.

Ron emphasized that Fred and George's names seemed to have no effect on Mr. Diggory, who was already walking toward his son, Ced.

Harry, Hermione, and the others quickly followed. Hermione thought they were hoping Fred and George would defeat Cedric and shut Mr. Diggory up, but...

Fred and George's expressions turned sour as soon as Hufflepuff started chatting with Lyra, but Lyra and Cedric's conversation about OWL grades and the advanced classes for the new semester left the two of them unable to get a word in edgewise.

“Sed,” Mr. Diggory winked at his son knowingly, seemingly certain the two were a couple, “won’t you introduce your lovely friend?”

“Oh, Dad,” Cedric said a little shyly, “this is Lyra, one of my… good friends, a fifth-year Gryffindor student. Lyra, this is my dad, he works at the Ministry of Magic.”

Lyra greeted them politely, and Fred and George reluctantly followed suit.

"You just finished your OWL exams, didn't you?" Mr. Diggory asked amiably. "Sed just got twelve Os! What an excellent young man, isn't he?"

“Dad, it’s nothing,” Cedric’s ears turned red, “A lot of people got all O’s—”

“Twelve O's! That’s no easy feat!” Mr. Diggory said proudly, then turned to the red-haired twins. “I think you’re about the same age as Ced, lads. How many O's did you get? I doubt it was twelve—”

Cedric was much more perceptive than Mr. Diggory; after noticing Fred and George's increasingly bad mood, he quickly pulled Mr. Diggory away to say goodbye.

Lyra... Lyra wanted to shake off the career-driven Fred and George and secretly explore the camp with Hermione and Harry.

After meeting Cedric and Mr. Diggory, she was forced to stay and help sell their homemade prank products to appease the twins' resentment.

Fortunately, their sales were quite good; all the transforming candies they brought sold out. Lyra wasn't complaining, but she did indeed transform into a canary and a frog several times in public...

Fred and George finally showed some gentlemanly manners, taking turns demonstrating how to make the chubby tongue toffee, and it worked quite well; the younger children especially liked it.

Fake wands also sell very well. They look exactly like real wands to the naked eye, fooling people without them even realizing it. Then, with a puff of smoke, the wand in your hand will turn into all sorts of little trinkets: rubber cod, rubber duck, rubber tree branch, and so on.

Of course, the best-selling items are still various fireworks. After all, it's the Quidditch World Cup, and people always feel like they're missing a lit magic firework when they're participating in sporting events and celebrations.

In the end, they sold out of all their fireworks, and there were still many people in line. Leila had a bright idea and sold the difficult-to-pull fireworks that she had bought in the box for research, for 20% more than the price the three of them originally bought!

“Sure enough, even though the goods in the scenic area are more expensive, people are still willing to pay to buy them—” Hermione concluded subconsciously when she called the three of them back to the tent for lunch.

When Leila and the others returned to their tent, they found that lunch was still the same old fried eggs, fried sausages, and toast that they were already tired of eating, so they decided to go out and buy something to eat.

But when we got to the stalls, we found that food was the most popular item, with long queues at every food stall.

“We’ll split up. Fred, go buy some tacos, George, go buy some donuts and ice cream,” Leila assigned tasks. “I’ll head west; I just saw some American wizards selling fried chicken and beef burgers!”

Leila had just smelled the delicious aroma of fried chicken; it was mouthwatering! She followed the scent to the queue, and sure enough, it was where the largest crowd had gathered.

Lyra focused on queuing, completely unaware of the two young male wizards who had been watching her for a long time.