Chapter 472: Happiness and Departure


    When Ivan returned to the room, ine had just gotten dressed and her little face was red.


    Her body was wet and not yet dry....


    They were both gasping for breath and looking at each other. The atmosphere in the room was ambiguous, both graceful and suffocating.


    The smell of steam and milk mingled, and the room was filled with a sweet odor.


    Under such circumstances, it seemed that anything could happen, as long as one of them was impulsive.


    In fact, Ivan was very impulsive now, and couldn''t take care of anything.


    He made up his mind to do something to ine who was not properly dressed....


    Ivan pointed his wand at her, and her wet clothes dried immediately.


    Just like Gabrielle, after many ups and downs, he sent the vampire away.


    ine had not forgotten about turning Ivan into a vampire, but so much had happened....


    Her face was as red as a red apple, and she didn''t have the courage or the nerve to stay here.


    He told Ivan that he would find time to return to him.


    Ivan, on the other hand, hoped not to see this girl.... ever again!


    ine was sent away in a daze, and Ivan returned to the empty room and felt exhausted like never before.


    Of course, the Quidditch World Cup, camp or whatever, was not right for him.


    The only good thing was that ine and Gabrielle''s visit was undiscovered.


    This matter was known only to him and Kreacher, and the house elf was to keep it a secret.


    Ivan fell heavily on the bed. He had no energy to think about what would happen in the night.


    Now he just wanted to sleep.


    The next second, he immediately got out of bed as quickly as possible.


    Ivan felt something under his feet and had a bad feeling.


    He lifted the quilt, and there were small, white, wet girl''s panties.... In her haste, ine forgot to put them back on.


    Ivan didn''t have time to think about her current embarrassment. She left that thing behind, what should she do with them?!


    Ivan looked at the underwear as if it were the most dangerous thing in the world.


    His previous judgment was not wrong. Slytherin was the most troublesome of them all!


    Whether it was Szar, Voldemort, ine, or other vampires, they were all very troublesome.


    After being stunned for a long time, Ivan sighed heavily.


    He carefully picked it up and stuffed it into his bag.


    He couldn''t put the underwear around. He had to keep it and return it to er.


    However, at the thought of having a girl''s underwear on him, Ivan fell helplessly.


    He dreamed of ine, Gabrielle and Hermione....


    In the evening, the sleeping Ivan was awakened by Hermione.


    "Get up, the game is about to start, we''re ready to go!" said Hermione with a smile.


    Ivan opened his eyes and blurredly looked at Hermione''s familiar smile, feeling an unprecedented kindness.


    He rubbed his eyes and got out of bed, feeling that it was a particrly long day.


    Or was he still in the dream?!


    "Ivan, do you look tired?" Hermione said with concern, then thought of something, "Don''t think about such things, today is the World Cup, a day to rx. You''re under a lot of pressure. Don''t worry about evil gods, Voldemort and vampires. No matter what the future looks like, we''ll face it together!"


    Hermione''s concern was very touching, but the future he said they would face together did not include the girl''s underwear!


    If it was possible, Ivan now wanted to hold Hermione tightly, and make time stand still.


    He hesitated for a moment. He moved quickly forward and took the initiative to hug Hermione.


    Hermione suddenly froze, and did not expect Ivan to do this.


    In fact, Ivan was also stunned and didn''t expect her to be so bold. For a moment, his body acted faster than his brain.


    "Ivan, what are you doing?" Hermione quickly shoved Ivan a little angrily, gritting her teeth.


    Ivan blinked and woke up immediately, wondering how to exin.


    Looking at Hermione''s face, he knew things were going wrong!


    The atmosphere became more and more tense. Neither of them spoke, and only looked at each other.


    A few secondster, Hermione suddenly leaned over and hugged Ivan gently, without any warning.


    Then she blushed and pulled her body away from his as fast as she could, just as Ivan could feel her warmth.


    "This won''t happen again!" She said in a whisper....


    A few minutester, when Ivan and Hermione came downstairs, everyone was waiting in the small dining room downstairs.


    They were discussing the Quidditch World Cup and no one noticed anything unusual.


    Everyone finished their dinner excitedly and headed for the World Cup venue.


    At that point, even the summer air of the camp seemed to shiver with excitement.


    With theing of night, thest vestiges of light disappeared: the Ministry of Magic seemed to have given in to the inevitable and stopped fighting the signs of magic that now burst everywhere brazenly.


    Now, it was filled with a festive atmosphere. Vendors appeared every few yards, carrying trays and pushing carts full of extraordinary goods.


    Among them were luminous rosettes, green for Irnd, red for Bulgaria. Carrying them, they shouted the names of the yers every few seconds.


    There were pointy green hats adorned with dancing shamrocks, Bulgarian scarves adorned with lions that actually roared, gs of both countries that yed their national anthems as they waved, and little models of Firebolts that actually flew.


    There were also collectible figurines of famous yers walking around in the palm of his hand, preening.


    "I''ve been saving my pocket money all summer for this," Ron said.


    The group strolled leisurely through the vendors, and Ron frantically shopped for souvenirs.


    While he bought a dancing clover hat and arge rosette, he also bought a small figurine of Viktor Krum, the Bulgarian Seeker.


    The miniature Krum walked back and forth on Ron''s hand, frowning at the green rosette above him.


    Ivan wasn''t interested in such contraptions. He and Hermione were at the tail end of the group.


    Though the two said nothing, Ivan felt a deep sense of happiness, like never before.


    "Wow, look at this!" said Harry, running over to a cart piled high with what looked like brass binocrs, except they were covered with all sorts of strange knobs and dials.


    "Take a look, these are omniocr," the salesman said enthusiastically. "You can repeat the action...slow it all down...and they show you a y-by-y breakdown if you need it. Offer; ten galleons each. "