Chapter 52: They're Real Dishes! (Thanks to the "Voldemort under the slope" boss for his 10,000-dollar tip!) )

Quidditch Stadium,

There was silence in one area, and there was a hint of dead silence.

Since it is the host, the Ministry of Magic naturally draws an area for British fans.

The meaning is also very simple:

It's all the World Cup, it doesn't matter if you're an Irish fan, an England fan, or a Scottish fan...... Fishing must be stopped, reversed, and rhythmic.

Bottom line: During the Quidditch World Cup, stop fighting and be unanimous with the outside world.

Although everyone didn't think like this in their hearts, they still suppressed their temper first.

Just wait for the end of the game, and carry out counterattack and liquidation on some groups that have jumped for more than a month.

However, the fans at this time were a little confused and were stunned by the score on the field.

In just 20 minutes, the England national team, which was known as invincible in the training match and celebrated the championship in advance, was beaten by the Transylvania team.

Zero points, zero assists, zero steals, zero free throws, zero threatening shots...... Transylvania, on the other hand, easily scored five goals in a row.

Fifty to 0 ...... It's like chopping melons and vegetables.

That's 42 consecutive wins in England's training matches? You've got fake matches in training matches, right?

"Oh no, another goal."

Ludo, as a commentator, also lost the passion he had started.

In the first thirty seconds, someone broke the goal, and you were confused!

He exclaimed: "The latest technical statistics, this is the fastest record to complete a 60-point goal in the history of the Quidditch World Cup, it only took 32 minutes!!" ”

In line with the principle that although the odds are not high, this kind of small money is very stable to earn, Ludo pressed five hundred Galleons......

I didn't expect to be slaughtered by others now, and I have no backhand!

In the box, Professor Trelawney's hands trembled, and he excitedly held the prophecy ball. She squealed:

"I already knew the result!"

"You told us at noon that you saw the England national team win with your eyes of heaven, didn't you, Sybil?" Professor McGonagall raised an eyebrow, unable to help but scoff.

Professor Trelawney snorted and glared at McGonagall.

"I deliberately didn't say the right result, otherwise everyone would have bought the Transylvanian team, and you and Willian wouldn't have earned Galleons.

You've pressed so much, shouldn't you give me a little bit? ”

Professor Trelawney had advanced his salary for one year, and it was not much money to add a dollar. Not as much as McGonagall and William pressed on.

Knowing this result, she would have asked Dumbledore to advance six hundred years' salary.

All the teachers looked at the two, including Professor Snape.

He stroked his greasy hair, thoughtful.

It sounds like a big piece of is going to make a lot of money...... The potions he sells look like they're going to go up in price too.

Looking at everyone looking at herself, McGonagall coughed vigorously and explained softly:

"I didn't want to gamble, I just saw Mr. Stark gambling, and I bought it.

Just to prove to him...... Gambling can be quit......"

Everyone rolled their eyes. Professor McGonagall is a vivid proof that gambling is not possible!

In the box on the top floor,

Fudge gritted his teeth, and even the green tendons on his forehead burst out.

The various high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic bowed their heads to each other and began to discuss, and let out a buzzing laugh.

"Look, let a few balls get out of the way, don't rush."

After he finished speaking, Transylvania scored another goal.

The audience laughed, and what the audience liked to watch the most was the drama of swelling and slapping the face.

Except for the England fans and the people who pressed them to win, everyone was happy.

Fudge felt his face snap at the beating. He also bought a thousand Galleons in small quantities, seeing that he would lose all his money.

At this time, the excitement is theirs, and it has nothing to do with him!

Suddenly, the Phantom of Dlux appeared in the box. He walked quickly over to Fudge and leaned down.

"Mr. Minister...... Just died over there......"

Fudge waved his hand impatiently and said, "It's not that you can't delay me watching the game if you die, right?" ”

"It's the opening match of the Quidditch World Cup!"

Everyone tilted their ears to try to eavesdrop on their conversation.

Dlux leaned into Fudge's ear, his voice quieter.

"Americans...... ...... beauty," Minister Fudge's face was instantly gloomy.

It was an American wizard who died!

It doesn't have to be anymore. With the decline of the British Empire, this also had an impact on the wizarding world.

This is a serious diplomatic mishap.

He stood up and smiled:

"You've got a little bit of a problem, I'll go first, and you'll have some fun tonight."

"What's going on!" Leaving the box, Fudge immediately asked.

"Mr. Minister, the key keeper of the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is dead, and the body has been found in his tent." Dlux said.

Fudge was silent. Tonight's bad things are really one after another.

I wanted to show my face, but I ended up exposing my ass!

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……

Follow the broken walls and walk into the room.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, and the damage around them, Fudge frowned and said:

"It's a fierce battle, and you should be able to detect magic fluctuations."

"Mr. Minister, we detected it, and it came quickly."

Kingsley, who had been hunted back, sighed.

"But the battle ended faster than you might think, and when we got to the tent, there were Peruvian stealth smoke grenades all around.

There's no way to find the entrance right away. ”

Delux interjected: "The murderer is sophisticated, and after killing with one blow, he will immediately escape...... Definitely premeditated, organized.

It wasn't like one person could do it, and I think there were probably five or six wizards involved in the kill. ”

"So many people?" Fudge frowned.

If there is such a potential force to commit crimes, how can this Quidditch World Cup continue?

Fudge immediately thought of foreign forces trying to disrupt the World Cup.

French?

Britain and France had a feud and they deliberately killed American wizards...... It is also possible.

"Mr. Minister, we also found this on the deceased." Kingsley handed over a flask.

"It's a polyjuice potion."

Fudge fiddled with the flask, and he squinted:

"So, the deceased wasn't the key keeper either? Impersonated by another wizard? ”

If you take a compound decoction and become a different person, if you die without the effect of the medicine wearing, you will maintain the appearance of the person when you died, and will not change back to your original appearance.

"That's tricky." Fudge rubbed his hands together.

"Find all the wizards who didn't watch the game tonight but stayed in the camp." He ordered.

"It's hard, Minister." Kingsley hesitated.

"A lot of wizards come early and just buy tickets for a certain show. With our manpower, the game is over before we can check them one by one. ”

Fudge sighed.

Indeed, it was impossible for him to give an order to leave all the wizards in the arena on the spot, which would cause restlessness.

He is now complaining inwardly that the England national team is not angry. If the game is played for three days and three nights, how many people don't have to come over?!

Wait a minute......

"Is the game over?" Fudge asked with a sudden turn.

"It's over, England national team...... Fiasco! ”

Tonks, who had been following the game, replied.

"How many points?"

"10 to 390 ......"

Fudge shook for a while, and held Kingsley in time to avoid falling.

He suddenly didn't know what to use to attract the heat.

After a few moments, he finally made up his mind:

"Immediately arrange a reporter to do a post-match interview with the England national team."

"Ah......h Minister ......"

"Go!"

It's nothing for the England national team to lose a few people, but on the night of the opening game, an American wizard died, and this is a diplomatic crisis.

The situation is serious and could affect the rest of the game.

"I know several journalists......

"Is it international enough?" Fudge asked.

"Not international enough."

"Then look for it!"

When Dlux was gone, Fudge looked at the dark night sky and was silent.

10 in 390......

When he was a child, he heard that the England national team was losing, and everyone said they were playing match-fixing...... Only now do I understand:

They didn't play match-fixing, in fact, it was the real thing!

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Thank you for the 10,000-dollar reward from the "Voldemort under the slope" boss!

Sixteen chapters owed...... The person has been admitted to the ICU and is receiving oxygen...... )