A beige sedan parked in front of Hampshire, Southampton, 86 Eastleigh Road.

The owner of the house, Mr. Eric Hart, stepped out of the cab of the saloon, and judging by the look on his face, he didn't seem to be in a good mood.

Next off were Mrs. Judy Hart and young Jon Hart, their faces full of tiredness from the long journey.

Obviously, this trip to the United States for a family of three is not pleasant.

It all started a few months ago --

After nearly 30 years, the World Cup was once again held in an English-speaking country, and Eric was thrilled to book his round-trip flights to London and New York, his hotel itinerary and tickets to the final a year in advance.

However, a few months before the start of the World Cup, England played nightmarish performances in the final round of qualifying, and were finally eliminated by Norway......

I have taken a leave of absence, I have bought my tickets, and I have booked my itinerary...... As a result, the team is gone!

In desperation, he had no choice but to continue to the United States with his wife and children.

Even more painful for Eric was the fact that Brazil, the team he hated the most, won the championship in front of him in the final on July 17.

"Those South Americans don't play football at all, they lack the most basic discipline. On the way back to the city, Jon heard his father complain no less than ten times, "They should be playing dance or something......

Obviously, after spending so much money (in Eric's words, being cheated out by the Yankees), and finally suffering a lot of anger, the trip can obviously be said to be terrible.

The family of three opened the door without saying a word.

Walking into the room, Judy collapsed on the couch and complained, "I have to rest for a few days, I'm exhausted......"

Jon, on the other hand, was keenly aware of some sounds, as if they were coming from his room upstairs.

"I'll go up and have a look!" he said quickly.

......

Since no one had lived in it for a long time and no one had cleaned it up, Jon Hart's room had been covered with a faint layer of dust.

Jon looked up, and quickly discovered the source of the sound.

By the window, more than a dozen owls hovered densely, some carrying letters, others carrying packages.

At the same time, they flapped their wings against the window from time to time, which was also the source of the noise just now.

"Oh, I forgot!" Apparently, Jon neglected to leave the window open when he left home for the United States, so that the owl could bring letters and packages here.

Hurriedly ran over, opened the window, and let in a bunch of owls there.

Nearly every owl pecked Jon hard before dropping something.

Jon rubbed his injured hand and wiped a little of Mordra rat juice as he quickly opened the letters and packages.

The first one was a report card from Hogwarts, which Jon opened and tucked into a drawer.

The vast majority of the package was a birthday present from his friends......

July 15th is Jon Hart's birthday, but unfortunately at that time this year, he was still in Los Angeles at the Rose Bowl Stadium, posing with a shy young Brazilian player named Ronaldo.

Now, Jon had to hurry up and take out the birthday presents, and at the same time write back to his friends one by one, explaining the situation.

Many of these cakes and other foods are gradually losing their freshness in such a hot weather...... Jon had to stack them in a pile and take them downstairs to the trash can together.

But a few owls had already come over, pecked open a box of cakes, unceremoniously surrounded them, and ate them.

The other gifts were pretty much the same as in previous years, and Jon took a quick look at them and set them aside.

In the letter attached to the gift, Astoria Greengrass once again invited Jon to watch the Quidditch World Cup matches.

However, Jon knew that this time there would be a group of idle "Death Eaters" in the Quidditch world, who chose to humiliate a "Muggle" family in public in addition to the excitement after the game......

There was also a more loyal Death Eater, who directly released the Dark Mark (Voldemort's mark) on the court, scaring away the group of "Death Eaters" who were sore in the egg.

In the end, there was a huge panic...... He also nearly caused Harry Potter to be mistaken for a loyal servant of Voldemort, and was almost hit by a bunch of stun charms.

All this farce kept Jon from getting involved, especially with Astoria, in case her parents were among the egg-sore "Death Eaters" who humiliated the Muggle gatekeepers.

Mrs. Longbottom had invited Eric to join his family at the Quidditch World Cup a few weeks earlier, but Jon had also refused.

This kind of group of wizards who have nowhere to vent their energy are gathered together, and there is no exception to what they can do, and neither he nor his parents want to be caught in this kind of chaos and danger.

What's more, he doesn't have much interest in Quidditch matches.

......

After the gifts were processed, only the last mail remained.

is a daily newspaper of the Prophet:

Jon glanced at the title:

"Shame on England, they became the first team in the world to start preparing for the 1998 Quidditch World Cup. ”

Jon stifled a smile and scanned the contents.

The opening match of the Quidditch World Cup, which began yesterday afternoon (20 July), was played by England against Transylvania.

I thought it was a hearty victory, but it turned out to be the opposite, but the relationship between victory and defeat was diametrically opposed to what everyone imagined. The Transylvania team, which was not favored at all before the game, finally defeated the host England team 390-10 and won the first victory of this World Cup.

In this way, England is also proud to be the first team in the world to exit the game......

Jon looked up at the map on the wall, and it took him a while to find the area of Transylvania...... A small principality in northeastern Romania, about the size of a sesame seed on the map.

Sure enough, no matter what World Cup, the England team is the same...... Jon thought to himself.

Then, Jon habitually read everything in the newspaper.

Finally in a very small corner of the sixth edition, he saw something useful.

It reads as follows:

"Ms. Bertha Jorkins is still out of touch,

Bertha Jorkins, an employee of the Department of Magical Sports at the Ministry of Magic, has been out of touch for two months.

However, Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of the Department of Magical Physical Sports, is still optimistic......

Jorkins just doesn't have a sense of time, and he'll be coming back in a week or two. So said Mr. Bagman. "I want to talk about "The Legend of Harry Potter" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~