Harry Potter's Dharma

Chapter 508 The Quidditch World Cup

Harry Potter looked at Zheng Fan in surprise.

Zheng Fan looked back at him calmly.

'Is it that surprising that I got a ticket from Minister Foggy?'

It's not like Minister Foggy is going to eat you alive.

If Zheng Fan guessed correctly, Minister Foggy should still be able to host the opening ceremony of the Quidditch World Cup.

After all, this was a traditional event.

Even the Death Eaters wouldn't attack Minister Foggy at this time.

Although Zheng Fan was right to think so, he was still a little naive. He didn't know that at this time, unlike in the original work, the Death Eaters were preparing a big move.

When Hermione arrived at the tent, Zheng Fan had already snatched the ticket back.

George looked at Hermione with a smug expression and teased him half-jokingly.

"Leave the rest to the young people. You guys have to get along well. We're not going to bother you guys."

When Hermione heard George's words, she looked at Zheng Fan with a confused expression.

She didn't know what had happened just now to make George say such a line.

"Ah … About that."

Zheng Fan said embarrassedly.

"Because my ticket was given by Minister Foggy, I'm a VIP. My seat is in the box, so we can't watch together."

"Isn't that good?

It's a pity that we can't watch together. Which team do you support? "

Hermione looked at Zheng Fan and asked.

"Ireland?"

Zheng Fan said casually.

Of course it was Ireland. Why not Ireland?

Ireland was the homeland of the Celts. It was also the source of the Druids, who were very famous in his previous world and in this world.

As a wizard, he had to support the Druids. How could he support anyone else?

Although there were many football hooligans in England, there shouldn't be any Quidditch hooligans.

But even if there were, they wouldn't be able to beat Zheng Fan, so it didn't matter.

Hermione waved his wand with a smile. Then, some Irish flags appeared on Zheng Fan's face, as well as the green Quidditch national team logo.

This gave Zheng Fan a fright, and he hurriedly touched his face.

The face was still the same as before, but with the addition of these symbols, the atmosphere of watching a Quidditch competition became even more intense.

Zheng Fan and Hermione were not in the same position as the others, but they still went to the competition venue together.

After all, Harry Potter and Hermione had become friends.

Zheng Fan did not reject the idea of her favorite childhood character becoming friends with her, so she let them be.

Going to the Quidditch competition site together was not a bad idea.

Moreover, it could be said that Zheng Fan had not watched any Quidditch competitions before. He had almost always played them himself, so he was looking forward to this World Cup.

Needless to say, in the original work, this part of the story was skipped.

Therefore, Zheng Fan was even more excited to see how the World Cup would turn out this time.

Of course …

He didn't forget to buy some food nearby.

After all, there were not many people in the VIP box. If there were a few boxes, there would only be about four or five people in Zheng Fan's box.

If he were to go with Hermione, it could easily turn into a small date.

Zheng Fan was a little excited when he thought of this.

Zheng Fan and the West family walked into the audience stands of the Quidditch World Cup.

Zheng Fan was more or less overwhelmed by the complicated medical examinations inside.

In order to prevent accidents, magic was prohibited in the Quidditch competition site, so such a high staircase had to be climbed by oneself.

Whether it was the first or the highest floor, it was not the best position.

As Zheng Fan had a VIP ticket, of course, he had the best seat in the middle.

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If he wanted to get to the middle, he still had to climb a few floors.

Wizards mainly focused on magic, and very few of them had skills that could increase their stamina.

Ronald started to complain as soon as he reached the second floor.

"This is so troublesome, if only I could use magic."

Zheng Fan laughed when he heard Ronald's complaint.

Indeed, in the tent, because of the magic, as long as there was a small space, it could create a large space inside.

Zheng Fan was so satisfied that he shouted, "It's bigger inside than outside!"

He had wanted to say this for a long time.

Even the lighting and other things had traces of magic.

But now, he had to use his own feet to climb to the top.

Even if he complained about this, it was understandable.

"It's better for you to exercise on a daily basis."

Zheng Fan smiled and said to Ronald.

"Sigh, in this magical world, why do we still need to exercise?"

Ronald was a little depressed.

Hermione was better than Ronald. After all, she didn't live in a magical world, but in a Muggle world.

Although she didn't need to do any physical work on a daily basis, her physical strength was much better than the average Web designer.

Even Hermione's physical strength was better than Ronald's, which highlighted the physical weakness of Ronald and the other wizards.

Ronald grumbled again when he was halfway up the stairs.

"How long do I have to climb this flight of stairs? Why is this place so high?"

Zheng Fan couldn't help but add insult to Ronald's complaint.

"We're on this floor, so I'll go find a spot. See you later."

Upon hearing Zheng Fan's words, Ronald looked at Zheng Fan enviously.

"That's great. It would be great if I could get a VIP seat too. I could watch the Quidditch competition from the middle and not have to climb so high. I could even find the best spot.

Zheng Fan and Hermione looked at each other and laughed when they heard Ronald's complaint.

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