From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"It ended so soon."

Sirius shook his head. "The Seeker named Krum is very good, and he can still play Lin Qi in that situation. If their other players were better, the result of this game would be hard to say. what."

"Impossible, Bulgaria is lucky enough to have a Krum, their size is too small."

William was responding to this topic while observing his surroundings.

Although he doesn't know Quidditch well, the basic truth is still very clear.

With the entire wizarding world admiring Quidditch enough, which side has a large population, which side is more likely to make achievements and talents.

Although Lin Qi was hung up on the seeker to play, but the basic gap between the two sides is too much-to put it bluntly, many official players in Bulgaria may not even be able to pass the selection of the Irish side.

But the conversation can no longer continue. Although Lupin seems to want to say something, their box has been completely covered by the cheers of the Irish team's supporters.

Countless joyous shouts gathered together, suppressing all the voices, even Fudge stood up and waved to the players.

Now only Bagman's voice with amplified magic can be heard.

"The Irish team won!"

"Krum caught the Golden Snitch-but the Irish team won-my God, I don't think anyone expected this to be the end!"

The cheers became louder, but the students who watched the game in the back row succeeded in covering the sound from outside with celebratory shouts, and they were a little bit gleeful with joy.

But no one in the box cares about this. This is the Quidditch stadium. Cheering for victory is a right that no one can stop—unless you have to yell from the side of the loser.

Unfortunately, there was more than one **** Bulgarian supporter at the scene-one was still recognized as the leader of Quidditch gangsters.

The Bulgarian Minister of Magic stood up, looked at his team nervously and heavily, and watched the players fall to the ground, and began to deal with the wounds that had fallen because of the last period of madness.

"I said, we played bravely."

The heavy tone of English sounded, shocking William, who was observing whether there would be any large-scale conflict.

? ? ?

Do you really know English?

Just stared at a scene with Fudge as a monkey?

Fudge was also aware of this problem.

"You speak English!" he stared at the Bulgarian minister, his tone was very annoyed, "but you make me gesture here all day long!"

"Hey, that's fun." The Bulgarian minister shrugged and responded.

William opened his eyes on the sidelines-is this the daily life of the state-level Minister of Magic in the wizarding world?

When he heard those people arrange the Ministry of Magic in Azkaban before, he said that those ideas were nothing more than golden hoes used by the emperor, but now that he didn't see him?

Therefore, the business war will buy the security to cut off the power, shake people to fight in person, and the joke directly made by the Minister of Magic is not much higher than the shit, right?

Just as he opened his eyes, Bagman, who was in charge of the narration, took no surprises.

"Now, the Irish team members are accompanied by their mascots around the field, and the Quidditch World Cup trophy has been sent to the top box!"

The loud noise spread to every corner of the playing field, and the commentator didn't seem to have been affected by the naive behavior of the two ministers at all.

‘Really a tried and tested clerk, not very reliable...’

Before William's thoughts started, the top box was illuminated by magic.

Only then did he realize what Bagman had just said-the top box!

Isn’t the awards of the magic world in the lower platform but in the box?

William shot Lupin and Sirius from the corner of his eye, and found that the opponents were already sitting upright, completely devoid of the initial sloppyness.

‘So many telescopes in the audience! ’

He immediately realized this-no wonder Bagman spoke so loudly, co-authoring is to remind everyone to keep etiquette!

Fortunately, he was dressed formally today and was watched before he took the stage. At the moment, his mentality is very stable-this position is much higher than the podium. When he treats all the people below as students, there is no pressure at all, and he even wants to get used to it. Sexually find a thorn to let the students below cooperate.

However, the protagonist here is definitely not his turn. Although Fudge is still a little bulging, he still accepted the huge golden cup brought by the two wizards.

As the trophy arrived, William found that the binoculars reflected more and more light.

There is no doubt that this is the next place for awards-this is also an important reason why the top-level tickets are so difficult to get.

Even if they are just a background board on top, the position of this background board is not so easy to get.

"Let us applaud warmly and welcome the gloriously defeated Bulgarian players to the stage!" Bagman shouted.

Seven defeated Bulgarian players went upstairs and entered the box. The following audiences who support Bulgaria applauded and expressed their appreciation-although many people know that if Krum hadn't caught the Golden Snitch in time, the support score would be ugly, but more people would just think of them. It is only ten minutes away from Ireland, which is an accidental mistake.

The team members walked between the two rows of seats in the box one by one, and when they took turns shaking hands with his minister and Fudge, Bagman shouted out everyone's name.

I have to say that the former Quidditch player does everything in a decent way and looks professional enough.

Especially when Krum, the player who caught the Snitch, appeared on the field, Bagman even raised his voice, making the cheers of the audience even more eager.

Ireland has won. Therefore, Irish supporters can praise Krum generously as a winner, for his strength and for his failure, and Bulgarian supporters spare no effort to praise this almost Seekers who turned the tide and felt that if the chasers didn't make so many mistakes, they might have won.

"He is worth it."

Lupin complimented him with a rather serious gesture than ever before—if he hadn't kept the chair touching William's chair with his legs trembling, William even planned to give this expression full marks.

"Imagine that we are holding a parent-teacher meeting now. Those guys' children are our students-many of them haven't handed in their homework yet, so you plan to ask the parents what to do."

William Donkey didn't respond to Mazui's.

Lupin just froze for a moment, and his expression suddenly became extremely relaxed.

Therefore, when the Irish team came to the stage to accept the award, his expression suddenly became more natural, and William was even a little skeptical. He might not be nervous anymore if he asked Lupin to speak in place of Fudge.

——

"Look over there! Krum is still catching the Snitch!"

Not every spectator can focus on the players for a long time, especially the supporters of the Irish team. A little attention to the excellent seeker is over.

If the team members don’t have to watch, then it depends on the Minister?

The ministers I see every day are just the moving little people in the newspapers, and the distance between them is very, very far away from a daily prophet, as if they are separated by a dimension.

But today the person in the newspaper actually appeared, he no longer separated from the newspaper, just appeared in front of him-this is not worse than Quidditch.

"Look at the snitch, look at the minister!"

"The newspaper said that our Minister Fudge was very diligent and prudent, and he was not arrogant or discouraged. It turned out to be the case today. Let's see. Such a joyous event today, he didn't show excessive joy! "

"Come on, what's the use of caring about Fudge-look at the one next to him, Sirius, our former fugitive."

"Yeah, it's not! It's nothing like on the wanted list, I almost didn't recognize it."

"Don't be busy caring about the country, look at the Bulgarian minister over there, haha, don't you be happy if you lose!"

The spectators holding the binoculars pointed at the top box, and even secretly made gestures that were not very polite.

This action was quickly imitated by the children around him. A child who had no turn of the telescope began to gesture, and then was successfully beaten by his mother.

…

"The ones over there are also interesting-have you seen the Malfoys?"

"I see, he can always take a position next to the minister-but the young people over there don't look familiar, is that?"

"The professor of self-defense at Hogwarts is just the defensive skills we studied at."

"It's him---tsk, the Merlin Grade II Medal, it's really...extreme. I'm so tired just to take care of the kid in my family. He actually managed to force a group of students to pass. It doesn't look fierce, just like A student who just graduated, you can’t look good..."

"The one next to him is Lupin, do you remember, the prefect of Gryffindor!"

"Remember, why don't you remember that he was all in the newspaper last year? I envy him with such a wonderful resume-we didn't contact after graduation~www.readwn.com~ After all, the relationship was not good before, I didn't expect him to be. Been a hitter for so many years."

"It's a front hitter, you see how comfortable that guy is up there-he looks alive like an interrogating Auror, and it's scary to look at."

"Normal, how could the Ministry of Magic pick him out if it seems reliable?"

The awards and performances on the top cover up the contradiction just now, while the bottom is venting the carnival of winning the championship while commenting on the background board, the whole scene is extremely harmonious.

Get rid of the losers-although the difference is very promising, but if you lose, you lose.

Every sentence of celebration next door seemed to be towards the heart of the heart, and the actions of the little dwarfs who scattered gold coins in a mess seemed to be full of mockery.

But the players have tried their best...

So who is to blame?