Magic Journey from Hogwarts

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A deep and deep gong sounded.

Thousands of red and green lanterns were lit in the trees, illuminating the way to the Quidditch field.

Jins led the way, and Aaron followed behind with the panoramic binoculars for watching the game.

Ten minutes later they arrived at a large and resplendent stadium, enough to accommodate [-] spectators.

"Special class ticket." The witch from the Ministry of Magic said respectfully to Jinns, "The box on the top floor, go straight up and you will see it. There are exclusive seats for you."

Jins simply thanked him, and then led the three of them up the stairs.

The crowd gradually went to the stands on the left and right sides, and they got wider and wider as they walked, and soon reached the highest box.

"Don't tell me that's our exclusive seat?" Aaron looked at the seat number on the ticket, then at the dozens of leather sofas in front of the gold-plated seats, his face twitched a little, it was too conspicuous Let's do it a little bit!

The most exaggerated thing is that there is a low cradle next to the sofa, which is obviously a pet seat for Abe.

"Uh... If there are no accidents, it should be. Fudge said he promised to satisfy us." Jinns said with a smile, "I didn't think he would make it so public."

"He wants to send a signal to other people in this way, a signal that he is friendly with us, a boring little trick." Adrian said disdainfully, "It is estimated that after returning he will reveal the identities of the three of us to Others, so that he will have more advantages in the next election for Minister of Magic."

"A politician!" Leon shrugged. "Among the ministers of the Ministry of Magic, he can only be regarded as a mid-to-bottom talent, and he likes to cover his head."

"Trouble! Let's change seats!" Aaron suggested.

"No need." Adrian said generously, "We don't take the initiative to cause trouble, but we are never afraid of trouble, so don't refuse the other party's kindness this time."

Speaking of which, she sat on the sofa by herself and put Abe on the pet seat.

Aaron and Leon looked at each other, and sat helplessly on the left and right of Adrian, while Jins sat next to Aaron.

The audience of one hundred thousand wizards filled the entire venue one after another, and the number of people in the boxes gradually increased.

To Aaron's surprise, the Weasleys were also in this box. He thought that Ludo Bagman gave Arthur just ordinary tickets, but he didn't expect to arrange them here.

"What a coincidence." Fred and the others sat in the back row, "I didn't expect you to be here."

"I didn't even expect you to be here." Aaron said bluntly, "It seems that Mr. Bagman abused his power more than I thought."

"That's the only thing that comforts us," George said, "If you lose the bet, you can pay back the price.

But if we win, we will find Bagman immediately and make him lose money. "

"It's best not to." Leon interjected, "Leave a line in life, so we can meet each other in the future.

If you win, just ask him to return the principal to you. "

"That's inappropriate!" George frowned slightly. "If we win, the odds are 300 times, and we will get more than [-] Galleons."

"That's true on the surface, but do you really think he can afford to pay?" Lyon said with a taste, "It's unwise to force a gambler, especially during the Quidditch World Cup.

But if it's just the principal, he won't deny it to you, and he will even give it to you very happily. After all, including Mr. Weasley, it's less than forty Galleons.

In addition, I will give you a piece of advice, be nice when asking for money, and it is best to check the coins he gives you. "

The twin brothers were silent for a moment, then nodded reluctantly.

Investors still have to give face, and what he said is not unreasonable.

If Ludo Bagman is really that unreliable, they can count as a profit if they don't lose money.

"Your seats seem to be different from ours!" Ron looked enviously at the other empty sofas, "Can we change seats?"

"Ron, stop thinking about it." Arthur said dumbfoundingly, "These seats are specially prepared by Fudge for those who have made special contributions to the magic world or have a detached status."

"Special contribution? Distinguished status?" Ron looked confused. Aaron and the others were about the same age as him. How did they meet these two standards?

"Uh...can you stop insulting my noble personality with your suspicious eyes?" Leon said a little annoyed, "I admit that we are just a group of young people with ambitions full of longing for the future, but this box still has rights and interests. You were prepared for the situation, didn’t you come in anyway.”

Ron was speechless for a moment, and sat back in his seat in embarrassment.

"Dobby?" Harry looked at a house-elf in the row behind them in disbelief.

"I'm not Dobby, I'm Winky." The house-elf whispered in a shrill voice, and it was easy to tell if it was an elf or a woman.

"Sorry, I admitted the wrong person." Harry said shyly, "You look uncomfortable."

"Winky has a fear of heights, but the owner, Barty Crouch, is so busy that he asked me to come over and save him a seat.

Winky wishes to go back to her master's tent, but Winky does as she is told, being a very good house-elf. "

After finishing speaking, she couldn't help shivering, and buried her head in her loose robe.

"The two teams will display their mascots before the match." Hermione said with interest.

"This is the rarest thing to see." Mr. Weasley couldn't hide his excitement. "They will bring magical animals from their own country to perform."

"Fantastic Beast?" Aaron thought thoughtfully, "It's not a powerful and dangerous creature!"

"Of course not." Mr. Weasley laughed. "It was specially selected by the team to enhance the atmosphere and attract fans. There will be no danger."

In the next half an hour, the box gradually filled up with people, all of whom were well-known wizards.

Arthur and Percy shook hands with other people again and again. Both father and son belonged to the Ministry of Magic. Arthur was unavoidable to be polite, and Percy wanted to recognize more people and try to make a good impression on these seniors.

Fudge also brought the minister of the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic over, and he enthusiastically introduced Harry Potter, a wizard who had narrowly escaped death from the mysterious man.

But it might be because of the language barrier, Fudge pointed to the scar on Harry's head in a daze and let him know the identity of Harry Potter.

Fudge would also like to introduce the three Aaron sitting on the sofa in the front row. The family power of these three minors is not ordinary and terrifying. With their support, he can be the Minister of Magic for at least one more term.

But as soon as he came up with this idea, he received three pairs of sharp gazes and Jins's smiling eyes, and immediately crushed this idea into pieces and threw it out of the sky.

"Lucius, you're here." Fudge looked at the family of three walking over, with a standard smile on his face.

"Fudge." Lucius smiled and shook hands with him, "This is my wife, Narcissa, and my son, Draco."

"Hello, hello." Fudge nodded, and then introduced Gabulia's Minister of Magic to them.

After some polite greetings, the Lucius family walked to the sofa in the front row.

"Aaron." Draco said with some joy, "Your family also let you watch the Quidditch World Cup."

"That's right!" Aaron shrugged. "Let me introduce, this masked person is my sister Adrian, and this is my friend from childhood, Leon."

"Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." Draco introduced himself, but his face turned slightly red when he looked at Adrian.

The two nodded, and then turned their attention to the arena.

"Gaius, do you have time after the game?" Lucius asked a little nervously.

Aaron froze for a moment, thinking it was probably because of the prophecy he asked Draco to pass on.

But he didn't want to get involved, and it was the best of humanity to remind Lucius in advance.

"Next time! This time I came with my sister, I don't have time."

Lucius looked at a man and a woman beside Aaron, and was stunned unexpectedly.

He could barely guess the identities of the two, and sat down in his seat in silence.

"It seems that not everyone will give face to someone." A strange voice came from behind Lucius.

Hearing this, Lucius turned around with a displeased face, and said with a sneer, "So it's you, Arthur.

What did you sell to get this top box seat, your belongings are definitely not worth so much money, right? "

"You don't need to worry about it, I'm more curious about how you managed to get the front row seat?

Do you make a significant contribution to the wizarding world or do you have a detached status? "

"Arthur." Fudge came over to smooth things over, "Lucius is my guest of honor. He donated a large sum of money to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Wounds, and he has also reached a cooperation with Gringotts. A retirement pension fund is prepared for the Aurors.

This is a great contribution to the Ministry of Magic and even ordinary wizards. Sir Merlin has awarded him a first-class medal, but Lucius is relatively low-key, and few people know it yet. "

Arthur's eyes widened in surprise, and the children beside him, Harry and Hermione were also deeply surprised.

"Have you changed your sex? Or have you been hit by the Imperius Curse?"

"Arthur." There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Lucius's mouth, "I know you have a problem with me, but it's a small grievance between us, you can't doubt my character just because of this!

If you accidentally enter St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries in the future, remember to report my name to avoid unnecessary procedures. "

The corner of Arthur Weasley's mouth twitched slightly, who is this curse?

What you say is better than what you sing, I doubt your character?

Although he was upset, he could only suppress it now. After all, Lucius' body was plated with two layers of gold. If he found fault again, he would not give face to Fudge, his immediate boss.

"Okay! Thank you Malfoy for your contribution to the wizarding world."

Lucius flashed a triumphant smile that would have deflated Weasley, and he was in a good mood.

At this time Ludo Bagman walked into the box, he looked very excited, "Minister, the time is up, you can announce the start of the game."