Chapter 338： Crouch's strangeness

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Hundreds of thousands of Quidditch fans gathered here. Even if everyone makes a little noise, the entire camp will become a boiling crucible. As the afternoon arrives, this restless mood not only has not been reduced, but has become more and more diffuse. Open, even the summer air seems to be trembling.

Felix stayed in the tent and counted the things for the light show with Lu Ping. According to the plan, they will hold a grand magic light show the next night in the Quidditch finals, and it will continue. To the end of the game. In addition, Future World also spent a thousand gallons to purchase text ads before the Quidditch World Cup.

The sun finally set, and the afterglows of the twilight continued to dissipate. Kramy and the young clerk Arik McGee slipped out to play. It was very lively outside. Every once in a while, small vendors appeared in apparitions. A small car of souvenirs, passing between the crowds.

The Ministry of Magic also gave up the final resistance and left it alone, all signs of magic appeared all at once, "crackling" apparitions, vigorous shouting and sales, joy and noisy chat...the camp was noisy. .

Lupin also went out. Felix stayed in the tent, playing with the air wall in his left hand. Holding the magic wand in his right hand, he whispered, "The thunderbolt exploded."

A red light shot from the tip of the stick and hit his left hand. After waiting for a second or two, Felix's left hand trembled. He dissipated the magic and looked at the palm of his hand. There was a small red dot on it.

"The effect is still very limited," Felix kept pondering. After another hour or two, Kremy and Arik returned with a full load, carrying large bags and small bags, and placed them on a side table. Felix put away his magic and looked at the various souvenirs on them.

There is a luminous green rose-shaped badge, shouting hoarsely, "The Irish team will win!" Kremy pressed hard to the top of the rose, and it finally stopped;

And things like binoculars, which are covered with all kinds of weird knobs and dials. "That's a panoramic telescope," Kremy said. "I think this is great. You can replay the picture in slow motion and quickly show the analysis of the game."

Felix tried it. "It's really interesting." He kept flipping the button above, and the whole world slowed down before his eyes. Kremy was slowly taking out a small flying firebolt model in front of him. Gestures.

In addition, there are statues of famous players for collection. Arik McGee bought a full set of commemorative statues of the Irish team. They walked around the table with a triumphant style. One of them didn’t pay attention. Up and down.

"Oh, my Lynch—"

Arik said, wiping the dusty nose of the little statue quickly, "Doom, go away, go away..."

Both Kramy and Felix looked at him, and he explained: "This is what my father did. To drive away bad luck, you must not let the good situation be ruined."

"Does it really work?" Kramy looked at him suspiciously.

"Of course," he said enthusiastically: "Britain has missed the trophy for thirty years, and we are very hopeful of winning this year. We have the most tacit team-Connolly! Ryan! Troy! Mallett! Moran! Quigley! Of course, and—Lin Qi!"

"Is he a seeker?" Kramy nodded the Lynch in Arik's hand with his chin.

"Yes, the seeker is the soul of the team..." When it comes to Quidditch, Arik is very talkative. When he heard that Kreme didn't even understand the basic fouls, he stared at him as if he had found one. Alien.

"Let me tell you, Quidditch has many ways of fouling, such as the most common pulling, bumping, elbow hitting, locking the opponent with a broomstick, and relatively complicated..."

Felix quietly stepped aside. He found an interesting game. He arranged a thick wall of air in the air, and threw small pieces of things, such as cups and forks, on it. Then they would stick to it. Move forward in slow motion. The speed of the movement is related to the force with which you throw them.

Kramy also discovered this game, she tried to knock out the professor's cup with her own cup.

After repeated failures, she cast her eyes on Arik's little statue.

"Absolutely not—" Arik said firmly, but he took out a bunch of small statues from his pocket, "The Bulgarian team, you can throw this away."

After a while, various cups, knives and forks, badges and small statues were stuck in the air, as well as a sealed bag of snacks.

"Arik wins, five points are counted."

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When it was completely dark, Felix greeted everyone for dinner, "It's better to have something to eat. You can't watch the game hungry, and I don't know how long it will be."

"Where is Lupin?"

"Maybe I meet a friend, talk a little longer, I will remember to bring him food." Felix said.

"I really hope that the game can last ten days and ten nights." At the table, Kremy Villa said sincerely. This way they have more time to show the magic lights.

Felix laughed.

"Have you made a decision yet, Vera? You already consider yourself a member of the company."

Kramy said embarrassedly, "I haven't thought about it yet. I like the work of a spellcaster, but it's also great here... Am I a little greedy, professor?"

Felix shrugged, swallowed the chicken in his mouth, poured himself a glass of iced lemon juice, smiled and said, "You are a happy trouble. I can't help you in this regard, but you don't have to Make a decision in a hurry and don’t have to put pressure on yourself."

He raised his goblet and said in reply, "You are always welcome here, Vera."

At this moment, Lupin walked in from outside the tent with a worried expression on his face. Felix poured him a glass of lemon juice. He thanked him, his eyebrows stretched out, "I just went to Harry's and almost had a conflict."

"What's the matter?" Felix asked, and he directed the dishes to float to Lu Ping Ping. "I suggest you try this. Deep-fried halloumi cheese. Aric bought it from a vendor and served it with chicken. , The taste is very special."

Arik McGee, who was sitting next to Kramy, smiled cautiously. Lupin patted him on the shoulder and said softly, "Thank you." He sat down and explained, "Sirius and the Weasley family are staying. Together, I met Barty Crouch, you know..."

Felix knew it. It seemed that Sirius might be hostile to Barty Crouch, but Lupin's words surprised him.

"It was Batty Crouch who provoked," Lupin frowned again and said slowly: "Crouch is responsible for the security work of the entire camp. He talks about Death Eaters, Crouch's old story. Again, I think there are a large number of Death Eaters at large—"

"But Sirius has been proven innocent."

"Yeah, but he kept looking at Sirius when he spoke. You also know Sirius' temper. The two had an old grudge, if it weren't for Harry..." Lupin shook his head and didn't go on. Lex could fully guess the situation at that time.

It is estimated that even the magic wand was taken out.

Somewhere in the woods came the deep and deep sound of gongs, and immediately, thousands of red, green and green lanterns bloomed on the trees, brightening the way to the stadium.

"Time is up!"

The four stood up, walked out of the tent, and followed the turbulent crowd into the woods. They came out from the other side of the woods and saw a huge oval open-air gymnasium. The interior was brightly lit and very bright. The light reflected half of the wall into gold.

"It is said that it can hold 100,000 people," Arik murmured.

They took the tickets for the top box and went all the way up. The stairs leading to the top floor were covered with a purple-red carpet. When there were no more stairs in front of them, they were already standing at the highest point of the gymnasium.

Downstairs was a magnificent sight. One hundred thousand wizards took their seats one after another. Kremy pulled his sleeves. On the side of the basket of the arena, there was a huge blackboard with various advertisements cyclically playing on it——

‘Cornflower: A flying broom suitable for the whole family-safe, reliable, with a built-in anti-theft buzzer...’

‘The world of the future, watch the game, watch the lantern show, bid farewell to kerosene lamps and dazzling torches, the future is in sight -’

Felix nodded, indicating that he saw it. Soon, the small box they were in began to enter, the Weasley family, the Malfoy family, Sirius, Harry and Hermione, and then Cornelius Fudge and the Bulgarian Minister of Magic.

Lucius Malfoy cast a cold glance at the Weasleys and Sirius indifferently, nodded slightly, and then talked enthusiastically with Fudge. When Felix looked at him, he subconsciously avoided it. Sight.

‘Have you thought about it yet, Lucius. Thought Felix.

After everyone was seated, only the voices of Fudge and the Bulgarian Minister of Magic talking with ducks were left in the small box. Fudge missed Barty Crouch very much. Although they were at odds with each other, Crouch’s talents were obvious to all. He at least knew how. One hundred languages, including the languages ​​of many magical creatures.

Later, Barty Crouch and Ludo Bagman came together. Crouch’s expression was terribly serious and his face seemed to be covered with frost, but Fudge was about to be tortured by the bad accent of the Bulgarian minister. Crazy, didn't notice this at all.

"Thank God, Barty, you are finally here, I need you to translate for me—"

"I forced Barty to come here," Ludo Bagman said cheerfully, "I told him that you have done the most and you should stand at the highest point..."

"Sorry." Crouch's face was full of disgust, and his lips trembled, as if resisting his urge to slap Fudge: "I don't have time to deal with these little things—"

"Small things?" Fudge took a deep breath and looked at him incredulously. What's wrong, what he just wanted to say, but Crouch's lips squirmed silently. Although there was no sound, Fudge was too close to him. Can clearly distinguish the export type, Crouch said: "idiot."

"Buddy Crouch!" Fudge's mood at the moment was mixed with anger and fear. He shouted at Crouch, spitting wildly, "You finally stopped hiding and decided to take my place!"

There was silence in the box, and no one expected such a thing to happen. Even the Bulgarian minister opened his mouth and said in standard English: "What happened?"

As the host of the opening, Ludo Bagman froze in place, with constant sweat on his round face, and took a few steps back subconsciously, "Ouch!" Hermione shouted, it turned out that he had stepped on Hermione's foot.

"Yes, sorry, little girl." Ludo Bagman stammered.

Sirius said disdainfully: "You see, neither of them are good people. Crouch looked at me the same way this afternoon. I think he is finally crazy."

Felix, who was sitting in the second row, squeezed his chin. Could it be that today is going to see a conflagration, the director of the International Magic Exchange and Cooperation Department confronts the current Minister of Magic?

What a pity no reporters——

Mr. Weasley stood up, trying to relieve the embarrassment, he hesitated and said: "Mr. Crouch..."

Batty Crouch seemed to finally regain his senses. He opened his mouth, but said nothing. He hurriedly dropped a few apologies and turned away. Only Fudge, who was panting and red-eyed, remained at the scene.

When Crouch left, Harry suddenly felt a sharp pain in his forehead, as if he had been stuck to his skin with a soldering iron.

He clutched his forehead and tried not to make a sound. Only Sirius and Ron sitting on either side of him noticed the abnormality. Sirius asked in a low voice, "What's wrong, Harry? Your scar hurts again?"

But at this time, the Quidditch World Cup final officially began, and the huge cheers drowned his concern.

Ludo Bagman blessed himself with a loud spell, and then his words resounded like thunder throughout the stadium.

"Ladies and gentlemen... welcome you! Welcome to the 422nd Quidditch World Cup finals!"