Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 247
At dusk, even the still summer air seemed to tremble with anticipation.As the night fell like a curtain over the hundreds of eagerly awaiting wizards, the last vestiges of camouflage vanished: the Ministry seemed to succumb to some force majeure and stop fighting people, allowing the obvious traces of magic to pop up here and there - presumably that's why people couldn't see Mr. Roberts.
Every few steps, apparated peddlers descended from the sky, carrying trays and pushing carts full of oddities and oddities.There are glowing rosettes—green for Ireland, red for Bulgaria—that screech the names of the players; green tall hats decorated with shamrocks dancing in the wind; Elegant style.

Penello is a full-fledged Irish fan. She wanted to buy Hera a green top hat several times, but Hera refused all of them.
Hera finally bought an Irish clover brooch and hung it on her chest, "I allow it to appear on my chest at most."

"I know~ You will also remove its noisy sound, won't you?" Penello squinted her eyes, waving the Irish flag in her hand, completely ignoring Hera's twitching expression.

Penello, you are an Englishman! ! !

"I think, actually, this one is pretty good." Hera picked up a statue of Krum on the vendor's tray, and the small Krum walked back and forth in Hera's hand, frowning at the green badge on Hera's chest.

"It's Krum again. I bet that without Krum, the Irish national team would definitely win the game." Penello pouts. She is a loyal Irish fan and naturally hopes that Ireland will win the game without any accidents.

Hera hugged Penello tightly and rubbed her forehead with a smile, "The game with suspense is exciting and exciting. If the Bulgarian team didn't have Krum, they wouldn't have made it to the finals. Maybe our fifty gold Galleons will be multiplied several times!"

"It will definitely, Ireland will definitely win." Penello clenched his fists to cheer Ireland.

"Are you fans of Ireland too?" A light-blond-haired woman came over. Her body was almost covered with green decorations. She was wearing a green tall hat with several styles of green badges pinned to her chest. She was still holding the Irish flag in her hand, and even her face was printed with the ink of the Irish flag.

"You too?" Penello asked in a low voice, she just bought 'some' Irish aids, far less exaggerated than the lady in front of her.

"Obviously I was just showing off our colors," said the flaxen-haired woman. "The Bulgarians are so over the top, they're putting up posters of that Krum all over the place, it's really annoying."

Hera cleared her throat and searched for her sense of existence, "Ahem, ma'am, I think Krum's strength is very strong, maybe he can catch the Snitch first."

"Oh, we always have different suggestions, but it obviously doesn't affect our relationship." Penello hurriedly smoothed the field, just at this moment, somewhere in the forest far away, there was a deep and deep sound of gongs, and thousands of red, green and green lanterns bloomed brightly on the trees, brightening the road to the arena.

"Oh, it's time, let's go first." Penello pulled Hera and walked forward, squeezing through with the excited crowd.

Hera muttered something, "I still believe that Bulgaria will win the game. Krum's strength is very powerful, and Ireland has no advantage at all."

He obviously still loves his fifty gold galleons, that's a full fifty! ! !
"Hmph!" Penello let go of Hera's hand, hugged his shoulders and walked forward on his own. "If the Irish team loses the game because of Krum, I'll go home tonight. You and your Krum go there!"

"Uh honey, didn't we agree? Krum will take the Snitch, and Ireland will win the game." Hera quickly followed Penello and hugged her tightly, but because they had accidentally squeezed into the team of Bulgarian fans at the moment, his voice was lowered.

"Huh!" Penelope snorted again, obviously not calmed down, and Hera had to say good things all the way before successfully coaxing Penelope - but the price was that he couldn't utter that word in his mouth in a short time - Krum.

They heard hundreds of people moving around, shouting, cheering, and staccato singing, and the feverish excitement was so contagious that Penelope finally couldn't help laughing from ear to ear.

They walked in the woods for 10 minutes, hearing people talking and joking loudly, and finally came out from the other side of the woods. Although it was not the first time they came to the stadium, Hera and Penello were still amazed at the grandeur and hugeness of the gymnasium, which could accommodate ten cathedrals without any problem.

"First-class tickets, good evening, see you again, Mr. Lestrange and Miss Crivatt." The witch at the Ministry of Magic at the entrance just casually glanced at the tickets of Hera and Penello, and didn't look at them at all. She was very impressed with the young couple - her son often told her about their good professor Hera.

"The top box, I think you must be familiar with it."

"Thank you, beautiful lady." Hera showed his white teeth, tilted his head and smiled, but Penello gave him a hard bite between his ribs, causing him to hunched slightly.

The purple-red carpet was laid on the staircase of Tongxiang Sports Light. They climbed up the steps together with the crowd. Slowly, those who could only buy tickets for the infield or the outfield poured into the stands on the left and right—their viewing experience was naturally not as good as Hera’s top box.

They went up until at last they reached the top of the stairs, where they deftly pushed open the small box, which was located at the top of the stadium, facing the golden goalposts, where there were two dozen purple and gold-plated seats, divided into two rows.Hera took Penello and sat in the back row.

(End of this chapter)