A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

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A deep and deep gong sounded.

Thousands of red and green lanterns lit up the trees, illuminating the path to the Quidditch field.

Genes led the way, and Aaron and the other three followed behind with panoramic binoculars for watching the game.

Ten minutes later they arrived at a large, splendid stadium that could accommodate 100,000 spectators.

"Special class tickets." The witch from the Ministry of Magic said respectfully to Jeans, "You can see the box on the top floor as you go up. There is your exclusive seat there."

Genes simply thanked him and immediately led the three of them up the stairs.

The crowd gradually went to the stands on the left and right sides. They got wider and wider as they walked, and soon they reached the highest box.

"Don't tell me that's our exclusive seat?" Aaron looked at the seat number on the ticket, and then at the leather sofa in front of the dozens of gold-plated seats. His face twitched, it was too conspicuous. A little more!

The most exaggerated thing is that there is a low cradle next to the sofa, which is obviously a pet seat for Abe.

"Uh... If nothing else, it should be. Fudge said he promised to satisfy us." Genes said with an awkward smile, "I never thought he would make it so public."

"He wants to send a signal to others in this way, a signal to make friends with us, a boring little trick." Adrian said disdainfully, "I guess he will reveal the identities of the three of us to Others, so that he will have more advantages in the election of the next Minister of Magic."

"What a politician!" Leon shrugged. "Among the previous Ministers of Magic, he can only be regarded as a middle-income person, and he likes to cover up."

"Trouble! Let's change seats!" Aaron suggested.

"No need." Adrian said generously, "We don't take the initiative to cause trouble, but we are never afraid of it. Let's not refuse the other party's kindness this time."

After saying that, she sat on the sofa and put Abe on the pet seat.

Aaron and Leon looked at each other and sat helplessly on the left and right sides of Adrian, while Genes sat next to Aaron.

One hundred thousand wizard spectators gradually filled the entire venue, and the number of people in the box gradually increased.

To Aaron's surprise, the Weasley family was actually in this box. He thought Ludo Bagman gave Arthur only ordinary tickets, but he didn't expect that they would be arranged here.

"What a coincidence." Fred and the others were sitting in the back row, "I didn't expect you to be here too."

"I didn't expect you to be here." Aaron said very bluntly, "It seems that Mr. Bagman abused his power more than I thought."

“This is the only thing that makes us happy.” George said, “If we lose the bet, we can get our money back.

But if we win, we will find Bagman as soon as possible and make him lose money. "

"It's best not to." Leon interjected, "Leave a little bit of a sec in your life so that we can meet each other easily in the future.

If you win, just ask him to return the principal to you. "

"Isn't this appropriate!" George frowned slightly, "If we win, we will get ten times the odds and we will get more than three hundred Galleons."

"On the surface it is true, but do you really think he is able to pay?" Lyon said, "Forcing a gambler is unwise, especially during the Quidditch World Cup.

But if you just want the principal, he will not deny it to you, and will even give it to you happily. After all, including Mr. Weasley, it is less than forty galleons.

Also, a piece of advice to you, be nice when asking for money, and it’s best to check the coins he gives you. "

The twin brothers were silent for a moment and nodded reluctantly.

Investors still have to give face, and what he said is not unreasonable.

If Ludo Bagman is really that unreliable, they will make a profit if they don't lose money.

"Your seats seem different from ours!" Ron looked at the other empty sofas with envy, "Can we change seats?"

"Ron, don't think so wildly." Arthur said, dumbfounded. "These seats are specially prepared by Fudge for people who have made special contributions to the magical world or have a transcendent status."

"Special contribution? Superior status?" Ron looked confused. Aaron and the others were about the same age as him. How could they meet these two criteria?

"Uh...can you please stop insulting my noble personality with your suspicious eyes?" Leon said with some displeasure, "I admit that we are just a group of ambitious young people who are full of yearning for the future, but this box is still for those who have the right to You were prepared for it, but you came in anyway."

Ron was immediately speechless and sat back down in embarrassment.

"Dobby?" Harry looked at the house elf sitting in the row behind them with some disbelief.

"I'm not Dobby, I'm Winky." The house elf whispered in a sharp voice. It was easy to tell whether it was an elf or a woman.

"Sorry, I got the wrong person." Harry said sheepishly, "You look uncomfortable."

"Winky is afraid of heights, but the owner, Barty Crouch, was too busy and asked me to come over and hold a seat for him.

Winky wished to return to her master's tent, but Winky obeyed her orders, and Winky was a very good house elf. "

After saying that, she couldn't help but shiver and buried her head in her loose robe.

"Before the game, the two teams will display their mascots." Hermione said with interest.

"This is the rarest one." Mr. Weasley couldn't hide his excitement. "They will bring magical animals from their home countries to perform."

"Magical animal?" Aaron thought thoughtfully, "It's not a powerful and dangerous creature, isn't it?"

"Of course not." Mr. Weasley smiled. "They were specially selected by the team to enhance the atmosphere and attract fans. There will be no danger."

In the next half hour, the box gradually filled up with people, all of whom were well-known wizards.

Arthur and Percy shook hands with others again and again. Both father and son were from the Ministry of Magic. Arthur was unavoidable in being polite, while Percy wanted to get to know more people and try his best to leave a good impression on these seniors.

Fudge also brought the Bulgarian Minister of Magic over, and he enthusiastically introduced him to Harry Potter, a wizard who escaped death from a mysterious man.

But perhaps due to the language barrier, Fudge pointed at the scar on Harry's head to let him know Harry Potter's identity.

Fudge also wanted to introduce the three Aarons sitting on the sofa in the front row. The family power of these three minors is not ordinary and terrifying. With their support, he can be the Minister of Magic for at least one more term.

However, as soon as he came up with this idea, he received three pairs of sharp eyes and the smiling eyes of Jeans. He immediately crushed this idea into pieces and threw it out of the sky.

"Lucius, you're here." Fudge looked at the family of three walking over, with a standard smile on his face.

"Fudge." Lucius smiled and shook his hand, "This is my wife Narcissa, and my son Draco."

"Hello, hello." Fudge nodded, and then introduced the Minister of Magic of Gabolia to them.

After some polite exchanges, Lucius and his family walked to the sofa in the front row.

"Aaron." Draco said with some joy, "Your family also asked you to come to the Quidditch World Cup."

"That's right!" Aaron shrugged, "Let me introduce, the one wearing the mask is my sister Adrienne, and this one is my friend since childhood, Leon."

"Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." Draco introduced himself, but his face turned slightly red when he looked at Adrian.

The two nodded and then turned their attention to the field.

"Gaius, do you have time after the game?" Lucius asked slightly nervously.

Aaron was stunned for a moment, thinking that it was probably because of the prophecy he asked Draco to hand over.

But he didn't want to get involved, and it would be the best thing to do to warn Lucius in advance.

"Next time! This time I came with my sister and I don't have time."

Lucius looked at the man and woman beside Aaron, and was surprised to be stunned.

He could barely guess the identities of the two people and sat down in his seat in silence.

"It seems that no one will give face to someone." A sinister voice came from behind Lucius.

Hearing this, Lucius turned around with a look of displeasure and sneered: "So it's you, Arthur.

What did you sell to get the seat in the top box? Your belongings must not be worth so much money, right? "

"That's none of your business. I'm more curious about how you got the front row seat?

Have you made a significant contribution to the wizarding world or are you a person of some transcendent status? "

"Arthur." Fudge came over to smooth things over, "Lucius is the distinguished guest I invited. He donated a large amount of money to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies, and also reached a cooperation with Gringotts. A retirement pension fund has been prepared for the Aurors.

This is a great contribution to the Ministry of Magic and even ordinary wizards. Sir Merlin has awarded him a first-class medal. However, Lucius is relatively low-key and not many people know about it yet. "

Arthur's eyes widened in surprise, and the children next to him, as well as Harry and Hermione, were also deeply surprised.

"Have you changed your gender? Or are you under the Imperius Curse?"

"Arthur." Lucius said with a trace of sarcasm on his lips, "I know you have opinions on me, but those are some small grudges between us. You can't doubt my character just because of this!

If you accidentally end up in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies in the future, please remember to report my name to avoid unnecessary procedures. "

Arthur Weasley's mouth twitched slightly, who was he cursing?

What you say is better than what you sing. Why should I doubt your character?

Although I feel unhappy, I can only suppress it now. After all, Lucius's body is plated with two layers of gold. If he makes trouble again, he will not give face to Fudge, his immediate boss.

"Okay! Thank you Malfoy for your contribution to the wizarding world."

Lucius suddenly showed a victorious smile, which could make Weasley feel embarrassed, and he was in a good mood.

At this time Ludo Bagman walked into the box. He looked particularly excited, "Minister, the time has come. It is time to announce the start of the game."