Chapter 251: Quidditch World Cup on (Ask for subscriptions, ask for collections, ask for recommendations)
After a hasty breakfast, everyone set off together in the dark. Along the way, Mr. Weasley introduced the preparations for the game: more than 100,000 wizards would be coming to England, so they had to prepare more than half a year in advance. For example, find a large enough clearing and cast a lot of magic to hide it.
"The Quidditch World Cup attracts so many people. Hermione exclaimed quietly from the side. For a European, the gathering of more than 100,000 people is something to marvel at in itself, let alone that these people are all wizards.
"After all, the influence of the Quidditch World Cup among wizards is equivalent to the sum of our World Cup plus Super Bowl and Olympics and so on. In the wizarding world, there is such a large-scale sporting event. So it's inevitable that the enthusiasm of the wizards is high. Ryan explained quietly.
Soon the group climbed up a hill to meet the Diggory family, and then rushed to the camp near the arena through a broken boot-like portkey.
After arriving at the camp, Ryan volunteered to stay with Mr. Weasley to prepare breakfast, as he was supposed to be the best at cooking without magic. When he and Mr. Weasley had set up their tents and started a fire (Mr. Weasley was purely adding to the chaos), the others returned with water. Even their team brought Sirius and Harry.
"Hey, Harry, how are you doing this summer?" asked Harry Lane, who looked at him as he walked by, frying eggs.
"It's been great because this summer Dursley has been my non-existent. And my godfather also taught me a lot. ”
"That's good, yes. Would you like to have something to eat?" Ryan asked, pointing to the grilled sausages on the grill.
"No, we just finished breakfast. So a little tea is enough. I heard you guys came early today?"
"Don't mention, I got up at two o'clock in the morning and walked half a night on a bad road, and I'm still hungry. Ryan said, swinging his knife and quickly slicing the freshly baked sausages, spreading them evenly on the slices of bread. After that, it is made into a sandwich with fried eggs, lettuce and sauce.
After doing this a few times, a stack of sandwiches was stacked on a wooden plate beside Ryan. That's when Bill, Charlie, and Percy suddenly strode towards them from the woods.
"The apparition just appeared, Daddy. Percy exclaimed, "Ah, that's great, there's something delicious!"
While everyone was eating and drinking, Ludo Bagman approached, and Mr. Weasley excitedly introduced him to the group. Ryan quickly remembered that the man in front of him was a well-known bad gambler who dared to owe a debt to the elves. Later, in order to repay the debt, he even did not hesitate to cheat to provide information to Harry, and finally lost all his money and ran away. caused the goblins to go directly to the Ministry of Magic to collect debts.
The most important lesson of this process is to stay away from gambling in any situation.
Of course, Ludo Bagman wasn't that bad at this time. But seriously, even the Weasleys, a poor family that is famous in the wizarding world of the whole of Britain, cheat out of their money, which is rubbish enough.
By this time Ludo had already opened, and Mr. Weasley had bet on a Galleon. The twins, on the other hand, muttered a few words to Ryan and pressed on a defensive bracelet, which Ludo estimated at thirty-five Galleons.
"Win or lose, this thing gives Ludo Bagman the name of our commodity. When Mr. Weasley was a little unhappy that the twins were so big, the twins explained eloquently.
As the afternoon passed, a sense of excitement spread over the camp like a palpable cloud. The signs of magic were becoming more and more apparent, but at this time the Ministry of Magic had given up on the idea of managing the wizards of joy.
Sirius walked in front with his head held high, and Ryan followed behind. Ryan had planned to buy a batch of souvenirs, but Sirius, who entered the coin scattering mode, generously gave each of the school-going children a panoramic telescope and a set of suits that all supported the Irish team (of course, Ryan politely declined the forgiveness-colored clover hat).
Naturally, most of the British people support the Irish team, because the division of the wizarding world is somewhat different from that of the Muggle world, and the wizarding population is not large, so many places are divided into one area, for example, Ireland as a whole is under the jurisdiction of the British Ministry of Magic. In the same way, magic schools are not one for every country, they have a larger school district. That's why Viktor Krum went to Northern Europe to go to school even though he was Bulgarian.
Just like the Muggle World Football Team, the English Quidditch team is divided into four teams: England, Scotland, Wales and Ireland. However, it also makes the Quidditch World Cup look more suspenseful, otherwise at least seven or eight out of ten games will be won by the British.
Just as Blake was about to spend some more money on it, a low, deep gong sound could be heard somewhere in the distance of the woods—and with this not magical sound at all, thousands of red, green, and green lanterns of extreme earth turtle colors bloomed on the trees, illuminating the path to the arena.
Obviously, everything is ready and now it's time to enter.
As they walked briskly into the woods along the lantern-lit passageway, more and more people came out on both sides of the passage. Probably because so many people aroused the excitement of Sirius, who had been squatting in prison for more than ten years. The more Ryan looked, the more he felt that he had a lot in common with Mr. Wolf in the Forbidden Forest.
"Could it be that Sirius's Animagus has husky blood?" Ryan thought curiously, but thinking that he had just given himself a lot of gifts, Ryan decided to bury this impolite thought deep in his heart.
"The Black family's box is there to serve your family loyally—" the ticket inspector said in a very friendly tone, glancing at Sirius' ticket, "the high-rise box with the best view of every game is waiting for you. ”
After checking the tickets, Sirius looked a little depressed in the passage, and Ryan leaned in and asked, "Mr. Black, you don't look well." ”
"yes, I made a mistake" Seeing that it was Ryan, who had helped him a lot, Sirius directly stated his anxiety. "Harry wasn't Jaime after all, he wasn't supposed to sit with an old man like me, he should be with friends his age, I forgot. ”
"You're still young. Ryan first politely praised and then said, "Why don't I change it with Harry, I just don't know if I can change seats." ”
"The top box can be changed for all seats, but as far as I know, the top box has a little better view than the Black family's small box. Sirius said with some embarrassment.
"It's okay, I don't feel comfortable sitting with a bunch of big names in the wizarding world. But I think I'll have to tell Mr. Weasley first. Ryan waved his hand to indicate that it was nothing.
Mr. Weasley soon agreed to the swap of seats, but Hermione also had to switch seats with Sirius after hearing about it, on the grounds that Sirius was better off with Harry once, and because she thought it would be nice to sit in the Sirius family box, after all, she had a very average interest in Quidditch, and a good spot should be reserved for people who really loved Quidditch at heart.