Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts - Chapter 199

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Hundreds of thousands of wizards sat one after another, densely arranged around the oval stadium in a stepped upward arrangement.

For a time, the entire stadium was shrouded in a mysterious golden light. The light came from the stadium itself. Looking down, the entire stadium was as neat and smooth as velvet.

There were three pitching rings on either side of the arena, fifty feet high, and to their right, almost at the level of the box, was a huge blackboard, with gold letters flashing on the blackboard, as if there was a Invisible giant hands are writing words on the blackboard.

“Look, the advertisement of the magic trick shop!” Fred shouted excitedly, pointing to the big blackboard in front. The blackboard was playing the advertisement of the poison egg magic trick shop, and introduced the functions of various prank items in detail. Not to mention, the British Ministry of Magic as the organizer has already given Iger a lot of face.

The golden text and pictures used as advertisements have been flashing on the blackboard for more than three minutes, then slowly disappeared, and then various kinds of brooms were introduced.

“Awesome…” Ron fiddled with the panoramic glasses in his hands, constantly adjusting them.

“Yeah, that’s great.” Fred smiled ambiguously: “This thing fell into our hands…”

“We can play with it…” George grinned wickedly, and said that the twins gave each other a cheerful palm, as if thinking of something incredible…

Hermione eagerly flipped through a velvet-covered game manual with fringe, and stroked her fingers lightly on the paper: “There will be a performance of the team mascot before the game.” Hermione said loudly.

“Oh…that’s really good.” Iger snorted haha.

He is not interested in Irish goblins, but he is very interested in the Bulgarian team’s mascot Veela…

“It must be worth seeing.” Mr. Weasley said loudly: “You know, the national teams bring some rare animals from their own countries, and they are going to perform here.”

The venue was gradually filled with people. Fortunately, Iger’s box was fully booked early, and a group of dogs didn’t feel too boring.

People from outside the box came and went. From time to time, high-ranking officials from the Ministry of Magic passed by. Scrimgeour walked past with a black face like an old lion. He didn’t look at Iger, but Fudge walked into the box with enthusiasm. The crowd held hands, fully playing the image of a slick politician.

Of course, Fudge’s superficial skills are still very good, at least on the surface, he has the same attitude as Iger without any grudges, and he also introduces Iger and Harry to the people behind him.

It was only then that Iger discovered that the man was the Minister of Magic of Bulgaria. He was wearing a gorgeous black velvet robe with gold trimmings, but it seemed that he could not understand a word of English.

But even though he couldn’t understand the language, the man’s eyes were only on Harry’s scar and Iger’s corner. He rubbed his hands a little excitedly, and murmured something to Iger and Harry.

“To be honest, I’m really not very good at language, and this kind of thing should need Barty Crouch to worry about. I just saw their elf in another box, and was helping him occupy a seat, thinking So thoughtful, these guys in Bulgaria are always trying to get the best seats… ah… here comes Lucius!”

Fudge dragged Lucius and hurried away again, as if he didn’t want Lucius to stay in this room too much.

After all, Iger exists here, and it’s okay to be polite. If it is too intimate, not to mention that Fudge himself can’t stand it, he will even doubt whether Iger will curse himself.

“I think if everyone is ready, then let’s start?” Ludo Bagman staggered to stop Fudge outside the door, looking tired, Iger knew why, but he didn’t I thought about helping him.

But looking at his appearance, he should have raised a thousand Galleons, otherwise he would not dare to appear in front of Iger…

“Very well, let’s start, Ludo, is it my illusion to show your best state? I always feel that you look a little tired.” Fudge looked at Bagman with concern.

“Excuse me, Mr. Minister…” Bagman’s face was very bad, and he glanced in the direction of Iger with some fear, and then he took out his wand, and the tip of the wand lightly touched his neck.

“So…cough…the sound is loud.” Bagman’s voice resounded inside the stadium like a thunder.

“Ladies and gentlemen, you are welcome and welcome to the 422nd Quidditch World Cup!”

There was a burst of cheers and applause from the audience. Thousands of flags were waved at the same time, and occasionally accompanied by the national anthem, the scene was very lively for a while.

“Well, without further ado, allow me to introduce — the mascot of the Bulgarian national team!”

Bagman’s voice fell, and loud cheers erupted from the right side of the stand.

“I don’t know what they brought.” Mr. Weasley smiled cheerfully.

“Veela.” Iger glanced at it lightly, and then withdrew his head in a pretentious manner.

“What?” Harry was stunned and looked forward. At the same time, a group of veela walked out from the crowd. The white skin seemed to reflect the moonlight. As soon as they came out of the crowd, the veela began to Dancing happily.

“Oh my God…they’re so beautiful…” Ron murmured, his eyes hollow.

“Fortunately, I think… average.” Iger said softly, avoiding Hermione’s inquiring gaze.

Harry suddenly wanted to do something more remarkable, and he thought it might be able to attract the beauties in the room.

Well, do what you say, how about jumping out of the box into the gym? Feeling great?

But is it exciting enough?

“Calm down!” Iger’s voice sounded in the minds of a group of boys, shocking everyone’s minds like Hong Zhong Dalu.

Harry snapped back to his senses, he blinked blankly, and found himself with one leg on the stand, next to Ron squatting motionless in the stand, doing diving.

Neville was even more unbearable. He even took off his clothes, so did Dean and Seamus. For some reason, Seamus was still holding a lot of Howling Mushrooms. It seemed that he suffered a little tonight.

Draco’s movements were exactly the same as Harry’s, and he seemed a little reserved.

Looking down, the Veela was being driven away by the Aurors of the organizer. There were angry roars everywhere in the arena, and it seemed that many of the male compatriots were unwilling to let the Veela leave.

Immediately afterwards, under the introduction of Bagman, a group of Irish goblins also flew out from the other side of the field, and gold coins rained in the field.

Iger leaned on the reclining chair expressionless, UU reading www.uukanshu.com indifferent, as steady as an old dog.

However, Ron was so excited that the golden coins quickly pulled him out of the loss of the Veela leaving, and a group of boys started frantically picking up the coins again.

Hermione rolled her eyes as she watched a group of boys, and leaned closer in Iger’s direction.

They are good dogs, well-informed, and stable…

“This little Irish goblin… is it illegal to capture it privately?” Iger muttered softly, pinching his chin and looking at the golden light rain in the sky.

Hermione: “…”

“Iger, this is the money for the telescope!” Ron eagerly stuffed a large amount of gold coins, and Iger grinned and accepted it silently.

It seems that he doesn’t know that these gold coins will disappear, right?

I guess I might cry…

perhaps…