All things are three at Hogwarts

Klum's face became even more gloomy when he returned to the field. He refused to let the doctor clean his wounds and wipe away the blood.

His teammates gathered around him, shaking their heads and looking dejected.

Not far away, the players of the England team were dancing with joy. Their mascot was flying freely in the sky, singing and dancing, and looked particularly beautiful.

Flags were waved throughout the stadium and the English national anthem was played from all directions.

"Now, the members of the England team, accompanied by their mascots, circle the field, and the Quidditch World Cup trophy is delivered to the top box!" Bagman said in a bell-like voice.

Under a giant statue in the shape of an iron-gray eagle spreading its wings on the top floor, Penello stood there and watched the entire game in full.

Due to the grand event of the World Cup, Penelo's Auror reserves were also called upon. Albert specially arranged for Penelo to stay here so that he could watch the entire game.

The Magic Feather cloak was behind her, rustling in the high-altitude wind. She looked at the high-spirited Allen and smiled happily.

Suddenly a dazzling light flashed, and the top box was magically illuminated, allowing all spectators in the stands to see what was going on in the box.

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

Fudge smiled from ear to ear. He finally could no longer restrain his inner joy and laughed out loud.

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

The seven defeated Bulgarian players went upstairs and entered the box.The audience below applauded to show their appreciation.

One by one, the Bulgarian players walked between the two rows of seats in the box and took turns shaking hands with their ministers and Fudge. Bagman called out each person's name.

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

Once he hits the ground, his movements look less coordinated. His legs were slightly splayed out, and his shoulders were noticeably bent forward.

Still, when Bagman announced Krum's name, the entire stadium gave him a polite round of applause.

But Krum's expression became even more gloomy. The strong did not need sympathy.

The England team members came on stage next, and everyone was beaming. When Allen's name was shouted out by Bagman, the entire stadium gave him an extremely enthusiastic and deafening cheer.

When Coach Alan and Geraldine took over the Quidditch World Cup from Fudge, the entire stadium turned into a sea of ​​joy.

The members of the England team rode on their broomsticks again. Alan took Geraldine, holding the Quidditch World Cup, and rode their broomsticks around the field again.

"I really envy Allen." Harry sighed as he sat in the stands and looked at Allen walking 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 and encouraged him.

"Ellen and Krum, they are not very old, but they are much better than me."

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

"Harry, everyone is unique. Everyone has their own growth process. There is no need to envy others. There is one thing you need to pay attention to." Sirius hesitated.

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

"You should try to make some new friends, such as Digory over there. I heard that although he is a Hufflepuff, he also has a Gryffindor spirit. He was brave enough to protect him last semester. A girl from Ravenclaw."

Sirius pointed to Cedric Diggory who was in the box.

Harry looked in the direction Sirius pointed and saw Cedric sitting between his parents with a look of helplessness on his face.

"Even if I can never poop again, I still have to be myself. I would rather die with fried fish in my colon than live on eating salad." Amos Diggory said stubbornly, twisting Too far, not looking at Mrs. Diggory.

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

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

Harry thought about Sirius's words and always felt that they meant something. He couldn't help but think of Ron who had been talking bad about Alan all night.

But out of friendship and thanks to Allen for helping him during the summer vacation, Harry felt that he should persuade Ron not to target Allen again.

The most important thing is that Allen is so popular in school and so good himself. Ron continues to say bad things about him, which does him no good at all.

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

"Krum's loss is really ugly. Allen didn't show mercy at all..." Ron was still complaining.

"Ron," Harry suddenly stopped and looked around, "Stop talking bad about Alan. He helped us a lot. Come to think of it, he helped you make your wand."

Ron subconsciously touched his sleeves, but they were empty, with nothing in them.

Cold sweat suddenly soaked his forehead, and he immediately turned around and ran back to the box. Harry followed him with a puzzled look on his face.

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

"My wand, my wand must have fallen to the ground because of the collision just now." Ron looked panicked. He did not dare to tell his family about this.

He could just imagine Mrs. Weasley's reaction to losing her wand.

"We can only eat potatoes at home for two weeks in a row. It's all your fault. Now you've lost your wand. Next semester, you'll have to go to school empty-handed!"

Ron's face suddenly turned pale. Without a wand, he would probably be ridiculed to death in Hogwarts.

The dejected Ron looked gloomy and was out of tune with the reveling England fans around him.

Soon, they were surrounded by a flood of people leaving the stadium and returning to the camp.

When Allen and the others walked back along the passage illuminated by lanterns, an extremely beautiful song came from the night sky. It was the Siren Banshee, the mascot of the England team, singing.