In Lady Morkin's robes store, Harry and Hermione were picking out clothes, saying they were choosing, but in fact they were just buying new house robes.

Although this enchanted robe can be worn from the first grade to graduation due to the size of the owner, it will still look old over time. As the descendant of Supreme Merlin, Fachen would not let his two disciples wear old clothes all the time, which would make them lose their identity.

After the two of them bought new robes, Fachen turned his head and said to Mrs. Morkin next to him, "Madam, please customize two sets of clothes like mine according to the figures of the two of them." ”

Madame Morkin looked at the luxurious but restrained aristocratic mage suit on Guan Chen's body, and said with a smile, "As you wish, sir." ”

Hermione and Harry listened to their conversation, and the expressions on their faces were excited. Fachen's clothes are very beautiful, and they are also a status symbol, and only classical magicians with a certain status are qualified to wear them.

"Oh! Harry! Hermione! So you're here! The door was pushed open, and a freckled Ron ran in with a smile on his face.

"I'm still wondering when you're going to be back? Good thing you're here today, otherwise you'd have missed the festival! It's a once-in-a-year event! As soon as he ran to his partner, Ron began to crack like fried beans.

"Events? What event? Harry asked curiously.

"Oh my God! Quidditch World Cup, of course! Why don't you even know this? Ron exclaimed, "Quidditch masters from all over the world have gathered to compete for the championship!" What a great honor it is that the victor will be remembered forever in the history books of magic! Oh, my God! Just thinking about it makes me feel so excited! ”

"This gentleman, please don't get so excited, you will disturb the other guests." Mrs. Morkin came over and admonished.

"Uh... Sorry ma'am. Ron apologized awkwardly, then lowered his voice and continued, "You must have been studying for too long, not paying any attention to the outside world, and seriously, while it's cool to be the heir of the Supreme Merlin, I'm really afraid that you'll become the kind of old antique who only knows how to study magic." ”

This time, Harry and Hermione were embarrassed, because Ron had said a bit too much, and the old antique in Ron's mouth was standing behind him at the moment, but the silly boy didn't notice it at all, and was still chattering.

Seeing that he had been barabalas, Hermione and Harry didn't reply, Ron stopped chattering, and the group asked, "Harry, Hermione, what's wrong with you?" Why don't you speak? ”

"Ahem, Mr. Ron, I remember telling you the first time we met that it was very rude and very unstandard to speak ill of someone behind their backs, but it seems that you haven't broken this bad habit."

Hearing this, Ron's expression and body instantly stiffened, and he turned his head with a hellish expression on his face and saw Fachen with a kind smile.

"Ahh Mr. Drake! Ron jumped in shock.

"Please be quiet, sir!" Mrs. Morkin came up again, only this time with a tone of dissatisfaction.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'm so sorry." Ron shrunk his head and apologized repeatedly, not knowing if he had said this to Fachen or to Madame Morkin.

Fachen shook his head, two years have passed, and Ron, this kid still hasn't grown much, and he is not likable. But his nature is not bad, and he is also very righteous to his friends, but there are some small problems that are really disgusting. But none of this had anything to do with Fachen, and he had no intention of taking Ron as an apprentice from the beginning to the end, even if his talent was good.

"Quidditch World Cup? Would you like to check it out? Fachen turned his head and asked Harry and Hermione.

"Well, I'd like to check it out." Hermione nodded, "Harry too." ”

Harry smiled wryly, in fact, he wanted to see it too, but Hermione had to say all the words, which made him feel a little awkward.

Fachen wanted to laugh a little when he saw this, although Harry looked weak on the outside, he was a proud person in his bones, and as an Englishman, he couldn't help but be a little machismo. Hermione, on the other hand, is an outgoing personality and is more aggressive when he gets along with people, and sometimes Harry wants to make a decision, but Hermione helps him decide it first. If this continues, there will definitely be problems between the two after a long time.

Fachen saw this, but he didn't plan to say it, because he knew that the relationship between people always had to go through some twists and turns before it could be strong, let alone two people who really liked each other.

"Since you all want to go to the game, let's go, I also have something to do to go to the Ministry of Magic, you and Ron go together, and we'll see you at Hogwarts then."

"Teacher, aren't you going to watch the game together?" Hermione regretted.

"I'm not interested in that kind of game, just go for it, bye." Fachen said hello, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

As soon as Fachen left, Ron began to stumble again, he took the hands of the two and walked out, saying as he walked, "Hurry up, hurry up!" Now we'll go back, and we should be able to make it to the opening ceremony! ”

Ron was so enthusiastic that the young couple who were going to go on a date was very helpless.

Ministry of Magic, Office of the Minister;

The current minister, Cornelius Fudge, was in his office, with several papers on his desk, and a quill, which had been spelled, was writing on himself.

Call... A breeze blows.

Cornelius Fudge felt something, looked up, and saw that there was an extra person in the room.

"Who are you?!" Cornelius Fudge suddenly got to his feet, drew his wand and tried to shout out to the guards.

"Don't be so nervous, Mr. Minister, it's me." Fachen said as he took off his top hat.

Seeing his appearance clearly, Connelly Fudge was stunned for a moment, and then said in disbelief: "Mr. Drake? You're back? ”

Fachen nodded, his smile full of playfulness: "I've only been away for two years, so I feel like I've been gone for a long time." But looking at you, I don't think I'm welcome. ”

Of course not! How many treasures did you extort from the Ministry of Magic last time! Didn't you count the beeps in your own heart?!

Cornelius Fudge roared wildly in his heart, but on the surface he showed a happy expression: "How could it not be welcome? Welcome! I am delighted to welcome Mr. Drake to the Ministry of Magic! It's just fluffy! ”

is worthy of being a politician, that's how he can act, I have to say that hypocrisy is also a skill, but most of the time, this skill is disgusting.

Fachen waved his hand: "Okay, I'll just say it, I'm here this time to ask you for a few things." ”

Connelly looked bitter and thought helplessly: I know.

"That's... Mr. Drake, since you came last time, there is nothing left of the treasures stored in the Ministry of Magic, if you take some more, I... The Ministry of Magic is about to close, so could you please hold your hands high? Cornelius Fudge had a bitter face, like a market vendor crying poor and bargaining.

Fachen looked at him with disgust: "You are the Ministry of Magic and not a treasure trove, you look good with those things?" Alright, I'll only take what I need, not much, and you can get me a few Dementors from Azkaban. ”

"This—" Connelly Fudge was still reluctant, living like a miser.

Fa Chen narrowed his eyes: "Two magic rings in exchange, it's not the kind of magic ring that has been handed down that needs to be recognized before it can be used, as long as it is a wizard who has reached the mage level, it can be used." ”

"Is there such a good thing?" Connelly looked overjoyed, and then pretended to be embarrassed and said, "But Mr. Drake, that's the accumulation of hundreds of years of the Ministry of Magic, you see..."

Hum! Still want to raise the price?

Fa Chen's face turned cold: "One piece." ”

"Don't! Two is two! Connelly Fudge hurriedly shouted, he knew that the master in front of him was the master of everything, if he angered him, let alone the reward, I am afraid he might use his hands to rob it.

Now the situation is stronger than people, Cornelius Fudge has to agree if he doesn't agree, he only feels that he is too aggrieved as a minister now, but there is no way, whether it is status or strength, in front of the Supreme Merlin faction, the Ministry of Magic is a joke at all.

Fachen sneered, this kind of person just doesn't clean up, and he has to be honest if he knocks and knocks well.

casually threw out two low-grade magic rings that he had refined, and Fachen left without looking back.

Cornelius Fudge got the ring and jumped with excitement. In the past, the Ministry of Magic only had one Phoenix Ring, and no one could match it, but now there are two magic rings that can be used at will, which can be said to be a lot of money!

Fachen didn't bother to care about Fudge's hillbilly, he went straight to the storehouse, picked out what he wanted and then flashed directly, as for the Dementor he wanted, as long as Connelly Fudge's brain didn't twitch, he would definitely send it to Hogwarts as soon as possible.

Quidditch World Cup venues;

Countless lights shine in a huge stadium embedded in the earth like a sinkhole, and people from all over the world gather here to watch the most popular sport in the world, the Quidditch World Cup.

Like the Muggle World Football World Cup, the Quidditch World Cup is a points-based tournament followed by a knockout round to determine the champions and runners-up, while Poland and Croatia are now playing against each other.

Croatia has the best Seeker in the world, Krum, and the overall strength is much better than the opponent, almost rubbing the Polish team to the ground, and constantly scoring easily.

Fachen stood on a less crowded platform and watched the game, and the more he watched, the more bored he felt. And everyone else around them was fascinated by the fight, constantly shouting loudly to cheer for their favorite team. The reason why these people are so crazy is probably because Quidditch's violence and passion can allow this group of self-proclaimed gentlemen wizards to vent their emotions.

In the end, Krum caught the Golden Snitch and helped the team win the game outright.

As long as you catch the Golden Snitch you can win, the rules are simple and crude, so a match hardly takes long.

By the time the first round was over, it was just over nine o'clock in the evening.

Harry, Hermione, and the Weasleys returned to their tents, still excitedly talking.

"Krum is amazing! Especially when he chases the ball, it's like art! ”

"That's right! But I prefer it when he's going to bump into his opponent, it's great! ”

Harry and Hermione sat at the dinner table, watching Ron and his twin brother arguing there, just listening with relish and not interjecting. The two held hands under the table, but they didn't let anyone else see them.

At present, they are still a little embarrassed to make their relationship public, and they are afraid that the three big mouths of Ron and the twin brothers, if they let them know, then the whole Hogwarts people will know about it the next day.

At this time, there was a strange commotion outside the tent.

"Hey! I bet it's Finns celebrating! Fred, one of the twins, laughed.

Ginny, Harry's little fan sister No. 1, got up and wanted to run out to see, but their father, Arthur Weasley, walked into the tent at this time, stopped a few people, and said with a serious expression: "Quick! Pack your things! Let's get out of here now! ”

"What happened? Father? Ron was puzzled.

"That's not the sound of celebration, it's the Death Eaters coming!"

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