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| You, fucking bookie. Give me a tenner on Slytherin to win the fucking Quidditch. | |
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| I'm sorry sir, I have no idea what you are talking about. Are you here to place a bet? | |
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| Damn fucking right I'm here to place a bet, stupid fucking muggle. I'm trying to place a bet on the fucking Quidditch final tomorrow. That cunt Potter is playing. | |
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| I see. I'm afraid we don't have that on the list here. The only bets I'm taking are on the Foxy Boxing, Mud Wrestling and the Beach Volleyball. | |
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| I've walked into the fucking titty bar by accident again, haven't I? | |
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| Fifteenth time this month sir. Would you like your usual seat by the stage? | |
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