Admiral of Hogwarts

"First class tickets." The Ministry of Magic wizard at the entrance looked at their tickets and said, "Top box! Go all the way upstairs, Miss Massachusetts, to the top."

The stairs leading to the gymnasium are covered with burgundy carpet. They climbed up the stairs together with the crowd, and slowly the crowd entered the stands on the left and right sides. Hugo and the others kept going up until they stopped at the top of the stairs.

Next, the Weasleys, Sirius and Harry walked directly to the box in the middle, while Hugo and the others turned a corner and followed the carpet to the box that was one room away from them.

This box is actually the same as the main box, and there are also 20 gold-plated chairs placed in it. But the location was obviously not as good as the box where the Weasley family was.

As soon as Hugo and the others sat down in their seats, Kirov walked in with several ship girls who were currently working at the Ministry of Magic in the Western Balkans.

"Senior officials from the Ministry of Magic of a small country, alchemy masters from the UK and tycoons from the United States are all thanks to the British Ministry of Magic being able to make such an arrangement." Hugo muttered softly.

Their seats were arranged together with the help of Venus to ensure that the room was full of shipgirls except Hugo.

What's interesting is that they can just see the Weasley family and Harry from this place, so both parties are holding on to the railings of the stands to say hello to each other.

When Hugo grabbed the railing and looked down, he saw the wizards taking their seats one after another. The stadium seats are arranged in a staircase shape around the oval stadium.

Everything here is shrouded in a mysterious golden light, which seems to come from the stadium itself. From their vantage point, the field looked as smooth as velvet.

On either side of the field stood three pitching hoops, fifty feet high;

To their right, almost parallel to the top balcony, was a huge blackboard with golden words flashing on it, as if an invisible giant hand was writing on the blackboard and then erasing them. .

"Have you advertised here?" Looking at the dazzling Fantasy 3 broom on the blackboard, Hugo subconsciously turned around and asked Massachusetts. “I feel like the advertising fees here are not cheap.”

"This ad is free because we sponsor the finals team, the Irish," Massachusetts said after taking a look at the ad. "Originally we wanted to shoot a short commercial, but unfortunately there are only old blackboards here."

"The main reason is that the British Ministry of Magic is too conservative." Budu suddenly came out from the side and said. "I also sold them an alchemy curtain before, the kind that can play animations like a big screen."

"But the result was rejected by the Ministry of Magic because the Ministry of Magic believed that it was a completely new item that had not passed the test of time enough and was not suitable for the place where it appeared."

"On the contrary, the Ministry of Magic of China specially bought 15 curtains of various sizes from me this time, and they are also discussing with me the transfer of technology in this area——"

Amidst the persistent complaints, the advertisement for Utopia 3 on the blackboard disappeared, and then the advertisement for Firebolt appeared. No matter how you look at it, this arrangement has a strong flavor of being in a ring.

"There will be a performance by the team's mascot before the game starts." At this time, Hermione flipped through the velvet-covered tasseled game instructions placed on the coffee table in the box.

"Every country will bring some mascots at this time. For example, the Russians brought ice bears last time." said the Soviet Union sitting behind. "Seriously, that stuff is really exciting."

"The things brought by the two teams this time are not that interesting. Whether it is the Irish leprechauns brought by Ireland, which should be their specialty, or the Veela brought by Bulgaria, they feel a little less interesting."

"Well, there's probably no way to unify aesthetics." Hugo said helplessly, rubbing his forehead. Obviously the Soviet Union is different from most people in terms of aesthetics, and may have more in common with Hagrid in this regard.

"I think we should go visit the Minister of Magic now." After sitting in the box for a while, Kirov, the Minister of Magic in the Western Balkans, stood up and said, because he saw Fudge walking into the central room. box.

Hugo hung the Order of Merlin First Class on his chest, and then pretended to be Kirov's translator and followed her to visit the British Minister of Magic, Mr. Fudge.

"Welcome, Minister Kirov." After seeing Kirov enter the box, Fudge immediately stood up, shook hands with her, and gave a welcome speech. Hugo translated this sentence in Serbo-Croatian while fully connected to the Admiral's network.

"I am very happy to participate in the Quidditch World Cup hosted by the United Kingdom. This is a very excellent international event-" Kirov nodded, and then said a series of official phrases. Hugo translated these things into English.

After these ceremonial tasks were completed, everyone began to chat, many of which were related to trade and other matters. After all, as an emerging force, the Western Balkans now need to develop various trades.

Because it was a diplomatic protocol before, Kirov naturally needed an interpreter. Kirov could negotiate in English for the next negotiation, and Hugo just had some free time to chat with Weasley and the others.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to chat, Hugo also scanned the box and found that Barty Crouch was in the box at this time, and there was no situation like the original article in which the house elf occupied his seat.

However, according to Kirov's observation, old Batty is still under the control of the Imperius Curse, but the spell caster is very skilled and the method of casting the spell is very clever, so no one else has discovered it. at this point.

In the next scene, Hugo saw Mr. Weasley and Lucius staring at each other and making taunting remarks to each other.

Fortunately, not only was the Minister of Magic staring at them at this time, but there were also a bunch of people with identities in the room. Therefore, the most they could do was use words to provoke them a little, and then glare at each other.

Fortunately, a chubby guy rushed over to break the deadlock at this time. It turned out to be Ludo Bagman who broke into the box at this time. Judging from the way he was panting, he must have just finished the bet registration and stepped over.

"Is everyone ready?" he said, looking at Fudge, his round face shining like a giant ball of cheese. "Minister - can we start?"

"Start as you say, Ludo," said Fudge kindly. Although the minister was a little unhappy that his subordinate almost fell out of control at this time, it was not appropriate to say anything in front of a bunch of big shots.

Ludo drew his wand, pointed at his throat and said, "Loud!" Then his words were like thunder, resounding throughout the packed stadium. His voice echoed above them and carried loudly to every corner of the stands.

"Ladies and gentlemen...welcome! Welcome to watch the 422nd Quidditch World Cup Finals!"