v5 Chapter 42： Quidditch World Cup!

As the four-yearly Quidditch World Cup, there is no doubt that it will be an indispensable wizarding feast.

The capacity of the entire arena is not much or not, a full 100,000 people.

In one sentence, with the minister's order, 100,000 wizards came... all appropriate!

It is also true that with such a large gathering of wizards, there is no other activity in the wizarding world other than the Quidditch World Cup.

It's a wizarding orgy! !

Therefore, in order to build a luxury arena, the British Ministry of Magic used all its power.

For this reason, they even gave up the pursuit of Black, the successor of the Dark Lord, the Dark Lord's successor, and the Death Eater, and were only chased by the Dementors.

Kao Gong is dead, and he will be a civil engineer in the next life!

The magic world does not deceive me!

Such a big show naturally attracted enough attention.

As long as there are free wizards in the world, even if they buy tickets from scalpers at high prices, they will come to watch this World Cup.

Really big scene, international!

But there are many wizards who want to do things in secret.

100,000 people gathered together, not doing anything, they are sorry for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

If a nuclear bomb is dropped at this time, the entire magical world is estimated to collapse.

But the British Ministry of Magic is also well prepared.

More than half of the Aurors are concentrated here. The security level has also been pulled to the highest level in history.

Fudge will not allow any country, region or dark wizard to spoil the political show of the British Ministry of Magic.

He wants to show off his wrists, show off his fat, shake his m, and fight for the position of minister for another ten years!

Fudge held the World Cup, in addition to securing the position of minister, but also for three major things:

Galleon! Galleon! Still a special Garen!

Malfoy is not doing things easily, and now his vigilance is high. Blackmailing him every time, how slow to get money.

Fudge pointed to selling tickets, taking into account the World Cup advertising fees, gambling taxes...

It can also drive tourism and boost local economic growth!

Isn't this worth betting on a wave of national luck? !

So worth it!

As long as the game goes on smoothly, there are no moths, and there are no emergencies like Paris and Venice, Fudge would rather be his personal secretary and live ten years less!

Just so devout.

With so many coming to the UK to watch the game, transport is also a big issue.

The time of arrival must be staggered, and those with cheap tickets have to arrive a few weeks in advance.

The Ministry of Magic also negotiated with the Muggle government in advance to free up some buses and subways for the sole use of wizards.

Portkeys are also an important means of transport, and the Ministry of Magic has placed nearly 200 portkeys across the UK alone.

But it's also very inconvenient. Because in order to prevent Muggles from grabbing the door key, the activation time of the door key is either midnight or early morning, and there is no normal time at all.

William must have chosen Apparition, which is convenient and quick.

He Apparated to the designated location with Hermione and Neville.

The neighborhood resembled a vast expanse of desolate, misty swamp.

In these mists, there are various protection magics and Muggle exorcism spells to prevent Muggles from approaching.

All around, there were constant pops and pops from Apparitioners, with excited expressions on their faces.

Not far away, stood two weary wizards with sullen faces.

Holding a thick roll of parchment and a quill, they were registering for wizards.

Both were dressed as Muggles, but they were too bad:

One of the men was wearing a tweed suit on top, but a pair of thigh-high rubber overshoes underneath;

His colleague wore a highland pleated kilt and a South American cape.

How do you wear clothes with poor (quality) milk (such as),

So coquettish!

Seeing that the number of wizards was increasing, William quickly went to register.

Ministry officials were not aware of his illegal Apparition.

Because there are people coming and going around, there are obviously not enough manpower, and they are a little busy.

But when the name was registered, it still caused quite a riot.

The wizard in the short pleated skirt shouted, and a large number of wizards gathered around to watch.

William and Hermione had long been experienced and easily got out of the crowd. Only after walking a few hundred meters, he was stopped again.

"Stark, you Apparated without a certificate.

Moreover, minors cannot perform magic outside the school... Both crimes, I will punish you 10,000 Galleons in the name of the Auror Office, and a day trip to Azkaban. "

William rolled his eyes, turned around, and sure enough it was... Tonks.

Tonks was wearing a blue trench coat, and his hair color had changed again to pink, like a delicious dollop of marshmallows.

"Don't say my words are useless, I'm an official Auror now."

Tonks took out an Auror card and waved it triumphantly.

"Oh, you've finally become an official Auror? It only took..." William thought for a while, then teased: "Four years... that's it!"

He deliberately emphasized the next few words.

Tonks snorted, "Although I have used it for a long time, the foundation is solid.

Besides, last time I captured Black, I made a great contribution and resisted dozens of dark wizards by myself.

With this credit, I will become the captain's witch sooner or later... laugh, you laugh again! "

She said angrily, "Hermione, you laugh at me too!"

"No." Hermione covered her mouth and said, "I just think of happy things."

Tonks snorted and pointed at William: "At twelve o'clock tonight, come to my tent."

William had a black question mark on his face.

Sister, we have a good relationship, but don't talk nonsense, especially pay attention to the occasion.

Don't use this way of harming yourself and killing a thousand enemies!

Going to your tent in the middle of the night... Did you misunderstand even the always honest Neville?

Tonks also realized that there was some ambiguity in the words, and quickly said: "Don't get me wrong, it's about adding money. I have to work the night shift until twelve o'clock."

Tonks is William's No. 2 spy, but due to his status as a trainee, his salary has not been high.

Now that she's turned positive, she wants to rise!

William didn't care too much about this little thing, he wondered:

"How do you know I'm here... Don't say it's a coincidence, you're clearly guarding here."

"The door key you used in Paris was given by the British Ministry of Magic." Tonks explained:

"Of course we can monitor that you two have returned to China.

When you come back to England, you will surely come to see Quidditch, and Minister Fudge has sent me here to watch. "

"If I find you, I will notify him. I have just used the Patronus to notify."

"Minister Fudge is looking for us?" William frowned.

Is it an Albania thing? Did they contact Fudge so soon?

"I don't know what's going on either." Tangke spread his hands.

"By the way, there is such a big thing in Venice, are you two okay?"

Hermione shook her head and chuckled softly, "We're fine."

"That's good... Oops, the minister is here, I'll go first, come find me at night! Don't forget!"

Tonks explained, and Apparation disappeared.

"Haha, William, Hermione... long time no see!"

Minister Fudge started beckoning from a distance. He wore a purple cloak and held a green bowler hat.

He was followed by a group of officials who appeared to have just inspected the camp.

Fudge walked quickly, smiling like a kind elder.

This time, there was no hug. It seems that the last time with the compound decoction also made him realize how he lost his hair.

"It's finally time for you. I just spoke with the Italian Minister of Magic, Hevin, over the fireplace yesterday."

He exclaimed:

"Anyway, well done, the Italian medal, saving Venice... It really gave me a face.

I've already seen that group of Italians not pleasing to the eye. "

Fudge first complimented him, then in the next few minutes, introduced the Ministry of Magic officials behind him.

The wizards looked at the two of them curiously.

Many wizard William has seen it, but it was the Merlin Medal award ceremony a few years ago.

Accompanied by Minister Fudge, William and Hermione walked along the road towards the camp as if they were leading the inspection.

Along the way, the wizards were watching them, standing at the door of the tent, pointing and discussing in a low voice.

William could see it, and Fudge used him and Hermione as tools for propaganda.

It's normal, the two of them have just saved Venice, and now the limelight is in full swing.

In front of so many wizards from countries, this is a card that is very dangling.

William was perfunctory with one sentence and no sentence, and a group of people passed between the two long rows of tents.

Most of the tents looked nothing special, and apparently their owners took great pains to make them look like Muggle tents as much as possible.

However, some of them accidentally went too far and added chimneys, bell ropes or weather vanes to make them nondescript.

In the center of the camp, there is a tent that stands out. It used a lot of striped silk so extravagantly that it looked like a small palace.

There are also a few live peacocks tied to the entrance, walking around proudly.

William felt that these peacocks would be stolen and eaten if they didn't live for three days.

"Oh, it's Lucius' tent, and he's still as arrogant as ever."

Fudge looked at the fat peacocks and licked his lips, not knowing what he was thinking.

Just then, a noise came from the tent. A seven or eight-meter animal broke through the tent and flew straight out.

- Bird Snake!

On its head, there is also a sniff, full of jewelry and galleons.

William and Hermione looked at each other, and both saw shock in each other's eyes.

This bizarre combination...why are they so familiar?

Sniffing also saw William and Hermione, and squeaked excitedly.

It jumped up and seemed to be about to run towards this side, but the bird snake stuck out its tongue, tucked it into its mouth, and instantly became smaller.

disappeared without a trace.

Everyone still hasn't reacted to what happened I just listened, and it clicked again.

The whole tent... collapsed!

Immediately, there was smoke everywhere.

William sighed

he came,

he came!

He came with his suitcase!

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I'm really sorry, but I was dragged to the laboratory by my tutor in the morning to do the experiment, and I was busy until noon.

Sorry for the late update.

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