"Master... This is the Fantasy Game World Cup that the Ode family is playing." A diminutive wizard dressed in an all-black wizard's robe, a tired strange wizard holding a healthy baby wrapped in soft skin, looked left and right, cautiously weaving between the playful pedestrians, because there were so many people in this game that all kinds of street vendors came from far and wide to start a business.

"Don't look around, fool, aren't there enough Aurors here!" Voldemort's voice came from inside the baby.

Voldemort killed again, this time a baby, and he peeled off the baby's healthy skin and put it over his withered and weakened body to hide the aura of dark magic, and also mixed with the inspection of the Aurors around him.

"Damn, when did the Ministry of Magic do its job like this, ridiculous." Voldemort's voice roared in Peter's head, startling Peter.

"I heard that Ode gave the Ministry of Magic a lot of prestige and made Fudge the opening guest, which is why so many Aurors were sent."

"Hmph—" Voldemort didn't say anything more, and instead said, "Little Barty, he hasn't called me once in all this time."

Voldemort's eyes narrowed, and he looked disapprenantly at the stadium in the distance.

"I could feel that he was here, still weak, and I thought his father must have done something to him."

"Ah, Barty Crouch, he should be under the control of our Imperius Curse......

"Stupid!" Voldemort sneered at Peter's arrogant words, "With the two of you, even if you have some ability, it will not be Barty Crouch's opponent, and the Imperius Curse will not be of much use in the hands of someone like him who can sacrifice his own children."

A wizard with strong willpower, always annoying.

Voldemort's eyes narrowed, pondering how he could ruin the affairs of the Ode family in order to threaten Brie to hand over his father's bones and resurrect him.

[The problem of slow update of new chapters is in the can.]

Snake language speaks.

"Hiss..." Come... Come...

Tiny poisonous snakes crawled from all directions...

Voldemort squinted, the little snakes, commanded, "Hiss..."

Black gas gushed out of Voldemort's eyes, and the immature skin on his suit began to become mottled and dry.

The erection of those little snakes was instantly covered with a layer of blood, and they scattered in all directions.

"Once everything is set up, we need to talk to the person in charge here, whether it's Brie Ode or..."

"Tom Ode, it's all right."

"Haha, hahaha......" Voldemort's grim laughter echoed through the sewers, turning into cold air and surging up the pipes.

……

"Whew, why is it so cold?" Ron muttered, continued to eat the ice cream he had just bought, and left the sewer where he was standing.

"I don't think you can eat ice cream today, Ron." Harry stood aside and said helplessly, "You're going to play in a moment."

Today is the Fantasy Game World Cup Junior Competition, that is, the competition of school students, due to some force majeure reasons, such as the Fantasy Game is only released in Europe, and the rest of the regions have not yet expanded, so only three schools participate in this competition, namely Hogwarts in the United Kingdom, Durmstrang in Northern Europe and Beauxbatons in the south of France.

"Don't worry, I will..."

"Goh..." Ron suddenly clutched his stomach uncomfortably, and Hermione twitched and said, "Oh, a guy who doesn't know anything about his body."

Hermione was going to be on the court in a moment, and she wasn't going to be arrogant enough to eat something and burden her game.

"No, I need to fix it......" Ron didn't bother to argue with Hermione, scurrying around, looking for the toilet, and Harry couldn't keep up with Ron's footsteps.

"Save it, let's go to the gymnasium first, the contestants will go to the backcourt to prepare, Wes won't be unable to find it." Hermione grabbed Harry, who sighed and walked with Hermione towards the gym.

There are a lot of people today, but luckily the stadium is big enough, otherwise it wouldn't have been able to accommodate so many people at the same time.

"Hey, little one."

Brie had barely reached the staircase of the viewing booth when he was stopped by someone who was Cialis Blake, and Lupin.

The ring on Blake's hand is very eye-catching, it is the symbol of the Blake family, and it seems that he has chosen to inherit Blake during the holidays.

"Good morning, Mr. Blake, Mr. Lupin." Brie came alone, of course, he wasn't going to go to the VIP table, it would be nice to have Tom there, and Draco had already been taken away by Narcissa and Lucius, as purebloods, they couldn't give up the opportunity to make friends, and Cedric followed Wes to the seat arranged by Brie.

Hearing Brie's response, Siris smiled heartily, he has been doing well these days, the food has kept up, the whole person is bloody, he looks a lot stronger, and he is inexplicably a little extravagant in a suit.

"We're waiting for Harry and Ron."

"And Miss Granger." Lupin added.

Siris smiled, he looked at Brie and said, "You have grown taller again, it is indeed the age of growth, but I didn't expect you to have such an industry at your age."

"Amazing."

Brie nodded reluctantly, noncommittally, "I think I'll have to find a place to sit down and look forward to today's fight."

"Well, I'll see you later." Siris and Lupindo.

Soon, Brie re-entered the hallway, and after passing through the steel staircase, he came to the arranged seat, next to Cedric.

"I thought you were going to have to rest a little longer." Cedric spoke softly, and he gestured to the distance, where the blue pennant was waving.

"That's the ones who support Beauxbatons, and their pennant is blue."

"The black one on the other side is Durmstrang."

"Our Hogwarts are green."

Green?

Tom made the arrangement...

Brie swept Professor McGonagall's face not far away, without leaving a trace, and sure enough, he saw something unnatural.

"Little Brie, hasn't Professor Snape contacted you yet?" At this time, Professor Sprout said to Brie, because the crowd around him was a little chaotic, and Professor Sprout even used sound magic.

Brie shook his head, Snape seemed to be missing, and had not been heard from since the letter from Longbottom's house, and Longbottom ......

According to Tom's records, Longbottom did not buy tickets for the Mirage Games World Cup, so he probably did not participate.

"Professor Sprout, maybe Professor Snape has something to do."

"Oh, really?" Professor Sprout pointed to the VIP box in the distance and smiled, "I saw Dumbledore."

Professor McGonagall followed Professor Sprout's gaze.

Brie explained, "I invited it, and I told Dumbledore that there were free and unlimited freshly made desserts in the VIP seats, and that the professors could come by at any time if they wished."

Professor Sprout looked at Little Fanny next to Professor Flitwick and nodded, "Of course, I think Little Fanny likes desserts."

Professor McGonagall understood Professor Sprout's purpose - she looked at Dumbledore and got up.

"Let's go, Felius."

Flitwick is inexplicably pulled away by Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout on the grounds that little Fanny wants dessert......

Brie shrugged and saw Cialis who had become reserved when he met the professors, and Harry and Hermione behind him.

Professor McGonagall glared at Siris solemnly, not giving Sirius a good look here.

"Maybe you were hiding from Professor McGonagall, Mr. Blake." When Siris sat down as if in amnesty, and breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Brie's voice.

"Don't say that, I'm waiting for my godson, Harry, not for Professor McGonagall."

Brie nodded and didn't speak again.

"Hey, do you want a game, our dear prince." At this time, George and Fred touched Brie's side, leaned intimately, and tentatively said, "A gamble, guess which of the twenty-four players will make it to the end."

"It's a great opportunity to make money."

Fred raised an eyebrow in a flattering tone, "We need you, my lord."

George also said earnestly, "In order to study alchemy, we have dragged down our money bags, and we can't make much money with only five silver sike and six copper nats."

"Oh, George, you've exposed our family." Fred turned his head and complained, "You should be miserable, knowing that our poor brother can't even get a single sico, and I heard that the few ice creams he has left with copper nuts are still making him sick."

"Oh, I don't think we'll be miserable without him no matter how much we say it." George spread his hands sadly and helplessly.

"Huh." Brie was amused by the two men, then took out a bag of gold coins from his pocket and said, "Go to Hogsmeade Village to work during the holidays, this is your salary."

"Thank you, merciful Lord, I, Fred/George, your always, most faithful servant."

Fred and George looked at each other and let go of Brie, and Fred and George each took out a gold Galleon from their bags and said in unison, "One gold Galleon is enough."

After saying that, they collected the rest of the money and used it as their future research funds, and ran to the place where the opening bet was made with the gold coins.

"Mom, don't you care about your brothers?" Ginny sat in her seat and asked Molly in a whisper.

Molly glanced at Arthur of Sico, who had been carefully staying in the opening, squeezed the only Seaco in his hand, and silently turned his head.

"I think it's George and Fred making money from their own work, and they have their own dreams." Of course, Molly knew about George and Fred working at Ode's house to earn money during the holidays, and she also knew that the money was used by the two children to study alchemy magic, so she was very supportive and recognized the children's control over their money, as for Arthur, go back and talk about it, so many faces

She couldn't afford to lose face before.

"Hum..." At this moment, the note in Brie's arms emitted a magical fluctuation.

When Brie opened the note, she saw Yana's handwriting—

His injuries were very serious, and I used the blood of the moon wolf to help him, so I lost time and should have missed the first game.

Yana's father, Doyle, caused irreparable physical losses because he forcibly drove the Forbidden Forest Contract, and only Yana, who is also a wolf clan and has a more noble bloodline, can heal him, so Brie asked Yana to go to the depths of the Forbidden Forest and was protected by the centaurs.

……

"Roar, kids, fantasy fans from all over the world, look here!" A magic disc appeared, and Fudge was seen standing on the disk, accompanied by some officials from the Ministry of Magic.

The disc dangled in the air in the vast stadium, and Fudge held a megaphone and shouted, "I'm Minister Fudge, and it's an honor to ......."

In the VIP seat, Tom closed his eyes, ignoring the Ministry of Magic's boasting, he had found Voldemort's location.

"Hiss..."

Nagini's snake language made Tom stand up, and Dumbledore, who was happily eating dessert, glanced at Tom leaving the VIP box without leaving a trace, and continued to straighten the dessert and looked into the gym.

"Eat, eat—" Fanny waved her little hand, trying to grab dessert with Dumbledore.

"Oh, Fanny, you've eaten enough today—" Professor Flitwick hurriedly stopped.

Dumbledore squinted and deliberately chirped in front of Fanny, successfully making Fanny cry......

"Dumbledore, are you naïve enough to grab something from a child?" It was Snape's voice.

Snape strode out, his brow furrowed, his eyes revealing a look of concern and concern.

"Severus, I knew you were back, did you want some strawberry mousse, it tasted good."

Dumbledore's eyes flickered, and he gave Snape a spot.

Seeing this, Snape sat directly next to Dumbledore, and the people in the VIP table all looked at Snape as he appeared, and only looked away for a while.

Dumbledore cast a shielding charm without leaving a trace, and Snape said, "A group of Death Eaters are going to attack here."

Death Eaters?

A trace of doubt flashed in Dumbledore's eyes, although the Death Eaters were madmen, they were not fools, how could they come out in a grand manner when Voldemort did not appear, let alone destroy it when the Ministry of Magic came out of the nest and cooperated with the Ode family in the World Cup of the fantasy game.

Snape dragged his slender voice and said slowly, "Peter sent a letter in his own name to the Death Eaters who had escaped the law, asking them to make a small riot after today's game, and then hide and be on standby after tomorrow's adult wizarding game to make a bigger riot."

"If he doesn't attend this Death Eater meeting, Peter will write down his name and send the list back when the mystery man returns."

Snape clenched his fists, angry at Peter's action, this is to make the Death Eaters show their loyalty, but the mysterious man has not returned, and the Death Eaters are stupid to do this!

Touching his wrist, Snape lowered his eyes and said coldly, "I have to participate, at least the first time, and then the Aurors will come out, maybe there will be no need to come a second time."