Professor McGonagall certainly couldn't take the students' stuff for nothing, even if Kyle repeatedly said it didn't matter.

And probably because they wanted to support their own students, in the end, almost each of the three professors bought twenty Galleons, if it wasn't really impossible to take it, they even wanted to buy it again, the main thing was a wild consumption.

Whether it works or not, buy it first and then talk about it.

After bidding farewell to the three professors, the group continued to walk forward, and they also saw a tent with a garden and a corner tower, which looked like a small palace.

"That's ...... magnanimous," Fred couldn't help but say.

"It's probably the biggest tent in the camp."

But there were no signs on the tent, and they couldn't tell whose house it was.

As the afternoon passed, the excitement spread over the camp like a cloud that could be touched.

At dusk, more and more vendors began to appear, apparitions appearing in the most crowded places, peddling their wares.

Fortunately, by this time, Kyle and the others had already put away the cart and walked towards the Weasleys' camp.

Everything was basically sold out, and only the last few fireworks and flags remained, which they decided to use themselves.

The three of them made their way through the crowd and returned to their tents.

Mr. Weasley had already put on everything he had bought and was holding a flag in his hand, and the others were wearing different things, so that people could see at a glance which team they were supporting.

"Thankfully, I said I was going to look for you." Mr. Weasley looked at Fred and George and said, "The race is about to start, don't run around." ”

As he spoke, a low, deep gong sound could be heard from somewhere in the distance of the woods.

Thousands of red, green, and green lanterns bloom brightly in the trees, illuminating the path to the arena.

"It's time to enter." Mr. Weasley said excitedly, "Hurry up, let's go." ”

He led the way, and everyone walked briskly down the lantern passage into the woods, where they could hear thousands of people walking around, shouting, laughing, and staccato singing...... Everyone was excited.

After about twenty minutes, they left the woods and came to a huge stadium.

There was no end in sight here, and Kyle could only see a part of the magnificent golden wall that surrounded the arena, and it felt like it would be fine to fit ten Hogwarts castles.

"It can accommodate 100,000 spectators." Mr. Weasley said with a smile, leading the group to the nearest entrance, "Five hundred staff members of the Ministry of Magic have been busy with it for a whole year. ”

There were a lot of yelling wizards around the entrance, and it took ten minutes to wait in line before it was finally their turn.

"First class ticket." The Ministry of Magic wizard at the entrance looked at their tickets and said, "The top box, go upstairs, Arthur, to the top." ”

"Thanks, Ove."

Mr. Weasley said he led everyone up the fuchsia-carpeted staircase, "Stay up and don't fall behind, Bill, you're at the back." ”

"Okay, Dad." Bill said.

They went all the way up, as if they had climbed the ferret mountain again, and finally came to the top position.

There were three boxes in total, and Mr. Weasley made a look at it, and walked into the middle one.

Inside, there were twenty or so purple gilt seats, divided into two rows, facing the golden goal posts.

They walked up to the front railing, which overlooked the stadium.

The most conspicuous thing is a huge drawing board in the audience, on which golden text constantly flashes.

Cornflower: a broomstick for the whole family...... Wizarding Outfit, London, Paris, Hogsmeade......

"Oh, someday, there will be an ad for our Weasley Joke Shop...... too," Fred couldn't help but say.

"It's going to cost at least a few thousand Galleons to advertise here." Kyle said, "It could also be tens of thousands of ......."

"So expensive?" George was dumbfounded.

Mr. Weasley laughed, "Don't forget that this is the liveliest event in the wizarding world, and you won't see so many wizards at once anywhere else." ”

George pursed his lips and said to Fred, "I think everyone is coming to see Quidditch, so no one will pay attention to the advertisement." ”

"That's right." Fred nodded earnestly, "I think it's enough to spread the word in Hogsmeade......"

Then everyone withdrew their gaze.

Fred notices that Kyle isn't looking outside, but keeps staring at one place.

"What are you looking at?"

He looked in the direction of Kyle's gaze, and noticed that in the penultimate seat of the second row, there was a house-elf.

Fred initially thought that it was Kreacher who had brought the Kreacher Apparition in with Connor, but he soon realized that Kreacher was much older than the house-elf in front of him.

"Dobby?" Harry also saw the house-elf and subconsciously shouted.

"Did Mr. just call me Dobby?" The elf raised his head and asked curiously, his voice high-pitched, a shrill voice that trembled slightly.

"I'm sorry." Harry also realized that he had mistaken the elf, "I thought you were a little elf I used to know. ”

"But I know Dobby, sir." The elf said sharply.

At that moment, the box door opened again, and two Aurors entered.

"Oh, Kingsley, Beaufer......" Mr. Weasley walked over briskly, "are you watching the game here too?" ”

"No, Arthur, we can't watch a game." One of the Aurors shook his head, "We're just here to say hello to you, we're so lucky that not only do we not have to be on duty, but we can also get such a good ticket." ”

"Thanks to Ludo." Mr. Weasley said with a smile.

Kyle looked at the two Aurors, thought for a moment, and quietly walked over to the elf.

The elf was still talking to Harry about Dobby, and by the time she noticed, Kyle was already next to him, and seemed to want to sit in that position.

"No, this is the ...... that Shining gave to his master."

In a burst of screams, Kyle sat down.

The screams were louder, as if they were about to pierce the eardrums.

The movement here instantly attracted everyone.

Mr. Weasley turned around and said, "Kyle, you're in the wrong seat, we're in the first row." ”

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Kyle stood up and naturally walked past the house-elf named Twilight, but because of the narrow aisle, he accidentally kicked the leg of the chair on the other side as he walked over.

The chair was kicked far away, staggering and almost tipping over.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Kyle reached out and grabbed the chair and set it up again, patting it on the way.

Twinkle looked at him angrily, his eyes glaring at the boss like two saucers with chili peppers.

None of the others paid attention to the episode, however, and the two Aurors spoke a few more words to Mr. Weasley, and soon left.

Connor asked if Kyle's feet were okay.

"It's okay." Kyle shook his head.

Then he glanced at the house-elf Twinkle again, and walked to the first row and sat down.

……

(End of chapter)