Hogwarts Everything is Three

Krum, who returned to the stadium, looked more gloomy, and he refused to let the doctor clean up his wounds and wipe off the blood.

His teammates were all around him too, they shook their heads and looked dejected.

Not far from the side, the players of the England team were dancing with joy. Their mascots were flying in the sky, singing and dancing, looking extraordinarily beautiful.

Flags were waving everywhere in the stadium, and the English national anthem sounded from all directions.

"Now, the English team members are accompanied by their mascots around the field, and the Quidditch World Cup trophy has been sent to the top box!" Bagmanhong said in a bell-like voice.

Under a giant statue in the shape of an iron-grey eagle with wings spread on the top floor, Penello Krivart stood there and watched the entire game intact.

Due to the event of the World Cup, the Auror reserves of Penello were also called. Albert specially arranged for Penello to stay here and watch the entire game.

The magic feather cloak was behind her and was rustled by the high-altitude wind. She looked at the spirited Ellen, and she beamed with a beautiful smile with joy.

Suddenly a dazzling bright light flashed, and the top box was magically illuminated, so that all spectators in the stands could see the situation in the box.

At the entrance, two panting wizards were seen carrying a large golden cup into the box and handing it to Cornelius Fudge.

Fudge laughed from ear to ear, he could finally laugh out loud without restraining his inner joy.

"Let us applaud warmly and welcome the brave, hard-working and persistent Bulgarian players to the stage!" Bagman shouted.

Seven defeated Bulgarian players went upstairs and entered the box. The audience below applauded and expressed their appreciation.

The Bulgarian players 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.

Krum came last, looking very embarrassed. On the blood-stained face, the two dark circles under his eyes were particularly striking.

Once he fell to the ground, his movements seemed less coordinated. His legs are a little bit out of shape, and his shoulders are clearly bent forward.

Nevertheless, when Bagman reported Krum's name, the entire stadium gave him polite applause.

But Krum's look was even more gloomy, he didn't need sympathy.

Then came the England team members, everyone was beaming. When Alan Harris' name was yelled out by Bagman, the entire stadium gave him an extremely warm and deafening cheer.

When Allen and Coach Geraldine took over the Quidditch World Cup from Fudge, the entire arena became a sea of ​​joy.

The English team members once again rode on the broomsticks, Allen took Geraldine, holding the Quidditch World Cup, riding broomsticks, and going around the field again.

"I really envy Ellen." Harry sighed while sitting in the stands, looking at Ellen who was going away.

"You are also a very good seeker at Hogwarts. In fact, I heard that you are the youngest seeker in a century."

Sirius patted Harry on the shoulder, encouraging.

"Allen, Krum, they are not very old, but they are much better than me-if Allen played as a seeker in the first grade, he would be the youngest."

Harry's eyes were a little confused. He was very famous in the magic world, but at Hogwarts, his grades were average and he always got into trouble. He felt that the aura of the "savior" was extraordinarily heavy, he was just an ordinary Little wizard.

"Harry, everyone is unique. Everyone has their own growth process. You don't need to envy others. There is one thing you need to pay attention to." Sirius Black said to his godson and stopped.

"What's the matter, Sirius?" Harry's curiosity was suddenly aroused.

"You should try to make some new friends, such as Diggory over there. I heard that although he is a Hufflepuff, he has the spirit of Gryffindor and he bravely protected him last semester. A girl from Ravenclaw."

Sirius pointed to Cedric Diggory in the box.

Harry looked in the direction that Sirius was pointing, and saw Cedric sitting between his parents, looking helpless.

"Even if I can't **** anymore, I will be myself. I would rather have a fried fish in my colon when I die than eat a vegetable salad and stubbornly eat it." Amos Diggori said stubbornly. Turned his head away from Mrs. Diggory.

"I just want to relieve your constipation..." Mrs. Diggory shook her head helplessly.

Harry couldn't help but laughed out loud, Cedric, of course he knew that in Hogwarts, perhaps only Alan was more popular than Cedric.

Harry thought of Sirius's words, always feeling meaningful, he couldn't help but think of Ron who had been talking bad about Allen all night.

But out of friendship and thanks to Allen for helping him during the summer vacation, Harry felt that Ron should be persuaded to stop targeting Allen.

The most important thing is ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Allen is so popular in school and so good in himself. Ron continues to talk bad about him, it will not benefit him at all.

Harry thought, walked to Ron, and pulled Ron out of the box under the pretext of buying some food.

"Krum's loss is so ugly, Alan doesn't have any affection..." Ron was still complaining naggingly.

"Ron," Harry stopped suddenly and looked around. "Don't say anything bad about Alan. He helped us a lot. Think about it, he made your wand for you."

Ron subconsciously stroked his sleeve, it was empty and there was nothing.

The cold sweat soaked on his forehead, and he immediately turned around and ran back to the box, and Harry followed behind him inexplicably.

"What's wrong with Ron?" Harry asked breathlessly as he ran.

"My wand, my wand must have fallen to the ground because of the impact just now." Ron had a panic on his face, he didn't dare to tell the family about it.

Losing his wand, he could almost imagine the reaction of his mother Molly Weasley.

"The family can only eat potatoes for two consecutive weeks. It is your fault. Now you have lost your magic wand. Next semester, you can only go to school empty-handed!"

Ron's face turned pale suddenly, without a wand, at Hogwarts, he might be ridiculed as unlovable.

Ron, who was dejected, had a gloomy face and was out of tune with the surrounding England fans who were caring about.

Soon, the tide of people leaving the stadium and returning to the camp surrounded them.

When Allen and the others walked back down the lantern-lit passage, there was a very beautiful singing in the night sky-the mascot of the England team, and the Siren sing.