Chapter 393 The game begins

"It's so lively."

As the audience gradually entered the room, the sound in the box became more and more noisy.

But William was not disgusted by this - after spending time in Azkaban, no one liked the lifeless and quiet place.

"Hello, Professor."

Harry, Sirius and the other four came up with the Weasley family and occupied most of the top box. This made William become curious - forget about Sirius, where did the Weasley family come from so many extra rooms?

How about a private room like this?

Out of curiosity, he didn't ask anything. After greeting them, William and Lupine sat together. The students hid in the back row and didn't dare to come forward. They even quietly moved themselves to the other side of the box.

Some people choose who will sit with the professor...

Ron squeezed into the innermost position near the elf, followed by Harry, Hermione and Ginny, the twins reluctantly sat next to them.

"I can almost hear what the professors are saying...Ron, can't you go a little further in?"

Fred spoke in the tiniest voice, but unfortunately, he and Ron didn't have such a good rapport - Ron didn't even realize he was speaking.

The three of them hadn't seen each other during the summer. There was so much they wanted to say, but Fred and George couldn't express their demands out loud.

The professor is still sitting in front and wants to squeeze in over there. What is he trying to do?

William didn't pay attention to the two people's actions. He and Luping hadn't seen each other for the whole summer. At this moment, they were just chatting about the OWLs exam last semester.

Just when they were talking about the issue of grade allocation in the new year, the most important person in the box appeared - Cornelius Fudge came to the box with a bunch of Ministry of Magic staff and the Bulgarian Minister of Magic.

within.

"Ah! This is Harry - Harry Potter," Fudge said, using his hands and feet in an unbecoming manner, as if he was explaining something to someone who didn't know anything. "You should know... that

The boy who escaped from the mysterious man...you should know who he is, right?"

The Bulgarian Minister of Magic babbled a long string of words that William didn't know, and excitedly pointed at the scar on Harry's forehead with his hand - this made William suddenly have serious doubts about the reliability of the Ministry of Magic.

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No... such a grand competition, such a grand welcome ceremony, such a high-level meeting - where is the translation?

Even if it wasn't a formal meeting between the two countries' ministries of magic, two ministerial-level people didn't even bring an interpreter when they met?

Is this because they are afraid of leaking secrets or are they simply not considering the language barrier?

But Fudge was still there, chatting with Harry very proudly and tiredly, "I know I can always make him understand something - I'm not very good at languages...Barty Crouch is better at this,

But he's not here now, oh, his house elf has taken a place for him..."

So your Ministry of Magic only has one translator?

Wait a minute - William suddenly thought of something. Mr. Barty Crouch seems to be the Director of the Ministry of Magic...

So, you really are not prepared to translate this position?

"That guy Barty is so thoughtful. Otherwise all the best positions will be taken by Bulgaria...ah, Arthur!"

He shook hands with Mr. Weasley and began to praise the Weasley children.

While he was talking, he saw Lupine again - this made Fudge a little stunned, but his face didn't show any strangeness, and his expression even became more enthusiastic.

"Look at our former legendary beater, now he has been snatched by Dumbledore to become a professor!"

He used gestures to explain to the Bulgarian Minister of Magic - "He is very good! A great hitter! The pride of our Ministry of Magic!"

"And our Professor William!"

He introduced William smoothly, with the same exaggerated tone and language. After shaking hands with him, he asked the minister to shake hands with William. William noticed that the other party looked at him a little strangely, as if... he seemed to be able to hear.

It seems that I understand Fudge’s explanation...

'It's fake...Why does the Ministry of Magic and the administrative work of the Ministry of Magic look like a joke?'

William couldn't help but suspect that he was too suspicious and had misunderstood something - it was too outrageous for such a thing to happen in diplomacy.

Just when he was persuading himself to trust the Ministry of Magic, three more people came in.

"Lucius!"

Fudge greeted him warmly.

Sirius rolled his eyes, then leaned over to Lupine, and whispered to William and Lupine, "The Malfoy family donated a large sum of money to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies.

Got the top box ticket."

The affairs of pure-blood families are really no secret among themselves...

After saying this, William immediately understood - every position in this box is not easy to come by.

Needless to say, I was sitting in the seat reserved for Dumbledore. As for Lupine and Sirius, they probably got in because of the extensive newspaper coverage in the past school year.

It's a little complicated on Harry's side. Fudge must have been deliberately showing off to let Harry sit on the top floor...

He doesn't know about the Weasley family...

The Malfoy family obtained top tickets by donating money...

'Tsk tsk, the magic world...'

Complaints are complaints, he has now given up the idea of ​​finding an excuse to hate elves so he wants to drive them away - if Dumbledore says no, then it will definitely not work, and he himself... wants to help the Director of the Ministry of Magic

The elf who occupied the seat rushed off to the box, but the face was still not enough...

'I have no choice but to do it myself.'

He stood up and walked quickly to Fudge, who was communicating with the Malfoy family.

"Sorry, Minister, can I be a little rude?"

"ah?"

Fudge didn't react, but his tone was very good, "What's the matter, Professor William?"

"There was a house elf that was shaking all the time. Maybe I'm a little nervous, but I always felt that it might be too frightened and hurt the students."

"But, that's Barty's position," Fudge tried to calm down the conflict. He thought William was a bit ridiculous - but it was still within an acceptable range.

"It's okay, Minister, I just want to make sure it doesn't cast spells randomly due to excessive nervousness."

As William spoke, he lightly tapped his wand in that direction. The elf, who had been twitching due to nervousness, suddenly passed out and leaned on the chair unconscious.

"This is too... okay, Professor William, I will explain it to Barty." Fudge showed a helpless expression, but he was happy inside - even though he was crushing Barty Crouch,

But Crouch has always been a strong contender for the appointment of the Ministry of Magic. If it weren't for the unexplainable relationship between his son and the Death Eaters, it would have been someone else's turn to be the Minister of Magic.

William came with Dumbledore's vote - although it could not be regarded as Albus's support, he was happy to see some problems in the relationship between Barty Crouch and Dumbledore.

"Thank you, Minister," William said with a relieved expression, "Then, please explain to Mr. Crouch that the elf is indeed too nervous."

Fudge had an expression on his face that said things were difficult but I would find a way. Just when he was about to say something to reinforce the impression that he needed to do something, a new person hurriedly entered the box.

Is everyone ready?" The new wizard's round face shone like a giant spherical piece of cheese, "Minister - can we start?"

"Start as you say, Ludo," Fudge said kindly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, William and Fudge left in a hurry and returned to their seats.

"That is?"

"Ludo Bagman, a former Quidditch player, is very famous." Lu Ping explained smoothly. When he tried to introduce it carefully later, he was completely suppressed by the sudden voice.

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

The sound amplified by magic appeared from this box and was loudly transmitted to every corner of the venue.

The audience burst into cheers and applause. Thousands of flags were waved at the same time, accompanied by the national anthem garbled - but William was not sure, he had not put enough effort in this area.

As the audience cheered, the last line of advertisement on the huge blackboard-like billboard facing their box was erased.

The ad for Braised Beans was replaced by a huge score.

Bulgaria 0:0 Ireland.

"Okay, without further ado, please allow me to introduce... the mascot of the Bulgarian national team!"

Ludo's voice rang high in the sky, and the bright red square formation on the right side of the stands burst into loud cheers.

"mascot?"

William, who knew only a little about it, took this opportunity to ask the 'narrator' Lupine - compared to Sirius, who had been in Azkaban for more than ten years, Lupine's explanation of Quidditch was more reliable.

"It's a magical creature. They think it can bring them good luck."

Lu Ping explained quickly, his face full of curiosity - but considering that there were students behind him, he still chose to be calm.

Sirius looked like he was holding it back, but he endured it even more strongly.

He and the so-called sister just looked at each other. At this moment, both parties showed that they did not take the other person to heart.

But Mr. Weasley was really good-natured. He stuck his head out, took off his glasses and wiped them frantically on his robe.

While wiping, he announced, "Charming baby!!!"
To be continued...