With their purchases in hand, they hurried down the lantern-lit path into the forest, with Mr. Weasley leading the way. They could hear the sounds of thousands of people moving around them—shouts, laughter, and songs.

Everyone was deeply touched by the excitement, and Harry grinned all the time.

They walked in the forest for thirty minutes, talking and joking loudly along the way, and finally, at the other end of the forest, they found a huge gymnasium in front of them.

Although Van Lin could only see a part of the area around the tented area, it was certainly not crowded at all.

This is the wizarding world, and it is impossible for such a mistake to happen, but ...... I can't say for sure.

But Harry didn't think so.

Noticing the look of awe on Harry's face, Mr. Weasley said to him, "100,000 people can sit." During the year, the Cabinet hired 500 people to build the stadium. Every inch here has the magic to defend against Muggles. Throughout the year, every time a Muggle approached the place, they immediately remembered something important and ran away as fast as they could...... God bless them. He added affectionately.

Mr. Weasley led the group to the nearest entrance, where a large crowd of noisy witches and wizards had already gathered.

"Front seat!" said a witch officer at the door, after reading their tickets, "Go up the stairs, Arthur, to the top." ”

The staircase to the gymnasium is covered with a luxurious purple carpet. They climbed the stairs with the crowd. Slowly, some people turn into the door on the left or right side of the stairs.

Mr. Weasley and his party continued their climb up the stairs until they reached the small pavilion at the top of the stairs, where they found themselves in a small box.

The small box is located at the top of the gymnasium, just between the two golden sideline pillars. There are about twenty purple, gilded chairs, divided into two rows. Harry followed Mr. Weasley to the front row and looked down at a scene he could never have imagined.

In the oval square, the chairs below are a little higher than the other in a row of proportions, and a hundred thousand witches and wizards sit in their seats. The entire gymnasium was filled with a mysterious golden light, as if the gymnasium was emitting itself. From their high position, the square was as smooth as velvet, and there were three hoops at each end for scoring goals, fifteen feet high, and directly opposite them, almost parallel to Harry's gaze, there was a huge chalkboard with golden letters scrawled on it, which was immediately erased. After looking at it for a while, Harry realized that it was an advertisement.

Blue Bottle: A broom for the whole family – safe, reliable, and equipped with a whistle to defend against Baghra ...... Mrs. Scowater's Magic Cleaner: Painless and Spotless...... Gregers Wizard Grocery – London, Paris, Horthmad ......

Harry looked away from the advertisement and turned his head to see who else was in the box besides them. So far, there has been no one else, except for a tiny creature sitting in the penultimate row behind them. The creature has very short legs, so it puts its legs on the seat. It was wearing a wide robe that looked like an ancient Roman citizen, and it was burying its face in its hands. And those long, bat-like ears are very strange, but they are familiar.

"Is it Dobby?" asked Harry, incredulous. The little creature raised its head, spread its fingers, and spread its big brown eyes, its nose the size and shape of a tomato. It's not Dobby. However, there is no doubt that it is a maid elf, just like Harry's friend Dobby.

Harry had rescued Dobby from the home of his former owner, Malf.

Now Dobby is happily following Van Lin.

"Did the gentleman call me Dobby?" the elf asked curiously, squeaking from between its fingers. It was a little louder than Dobby's, a tiny, shivering squeak. Although it was difficult to talk to the elf, Harry guessed that the elf was a woman. Others also got up from their seats and ran over to look.

Harry said to the elf, "I'm sorry, I thought you were a friend of mine. ”

"But I know Dobby, too," the elf squeaked. She covered her face, as if the light would blind her eyes, but in fact the light in the waiting room was not strong at all. "My name is Twinkle.

Your name, sir......" Her brown eyes widened as her gaze rested on Harry's scar.

"You must be Harry. Potter!"

"Well, I am. Harry said.

Twinkle said, "Dobby has been talking about you all day, sir!" she lowered her hand slightly and looked at Harry in awe.

"Tell me?" Harry asked, but then he figured out what Dobby was talking about, Dobby was at the Vanlin house, and Dobby was going to be honest and lenient.

"I'm not trying to offend you, sir, but I don't think you did Dobby a favor when you set him free. Twinkle said.

"Why not?" asked Harry.

Twinkle lowered an octave and whispered, "The last time I saw him, he was waiting for someone to pay for his work, sir!"

"Pay?" Harry asked blankly, "why can't someone else pay him?"

Winch looked frightened by the thought. She slowly closed her fingers so that half of her face was hidden again.

"The maid elves have no money," she squeaked in a low voice, "no, no, no, I told Dobby, I said, go out and find yourself a good family, and settle down." But he indulges in all kinds of fantasies, which is very bad for a servant elf. I said, "Dobby, if you continue to indulge like this, then I'll soon hear about you, like some ordinary goblin, being sent to the Magical Creature Discipline Department." ”

"But it's time for him to relax and have fun. Harry said.

"Servant elves are not to be entertained, Harry. Potter," Twinkle said sternly. "The maid elves must do whatever their master asks them to do, and I am afraid of heights," she said, glancing at the edge of the box, and weeping, "but my master sent me to the upper class, and I had no choice but to come." ”

"If he knew you were afraid of heights, why did he send you here?" asked Harry, frowning.

"Master, master wants me to help him get a seat, Harry. Potter, he's very busy. Twinkle said, nodding her head at the empty seat next to her, Twilight wished to return to her master's tent, but she had to do what she was told to do, she was a good maid elf.

She glanced at the edge of the box again in awe, and closed her eyes completely. Harry turned to the others.

"Is this that kind of maid elf?" Ron whispered, "something incredible, isn't it?"

"Dobby is even more incredible. Harry said excitedly.

"You should tell him that Dobby is already hired, and it's costly. ”

Hermione said angrily.

"You see, too, what that elf looks like," said Van Lin, "and these words are more appropriate than words." ”

Van Lin calmed Hermione, and he turned his gaze to Twinkle, this is the elf of the Crouch family, so Barty Crouch Jr. should be in ......

Van Lin's magic began to peek out, but there were so many wizards here that he couldn't tell the Death Eaters who existed in it.