【HP】I don’t want to fall in love, I just want to mess around

The long-awaited World Cup match is about to begin.

Esther held her mother's sleeve with one hand and her father's suit jacket with the other, walking into the woods in the direction illuminated by the lantern on the road.

Along the way, Esther heard the voices of countless people. Everyone kept talking and laughing, and some even couldn't help but sing songs.

Countless voices mixed together, creating a noisy and lively atmosphere.

"Hold on to me, but don't get lost."

Dad David warned her worriedly.

Esther made a face at him: "Don't worry, I am 13 years old, not three. There is no way I can get lost."

"You can't say for sure." David said slowly to her: "After all, during the day, do you forget who is crying and complaining about the pain after taking medicine?"

Esther frowned and retorted: "I didn't cry!"

"The important thing is not whether you cried or not, but that you are still the same as when you were three years old, afraid of taking medicine and injections."

"I'm not afraid of these things a long time ago. The main reason is that the potion tastes so bad. You will know how bad it is after you drink it."

……

They bickered while weaving through the woods, and finally emerged from the other side.

Esther finally saw the huge stadium.

"Wow, this is really a big deal."

Esther sighed.

Dad David seems to be very familiar with this stadium: "It took 500 staff from the Ministry of Magic a year to complete the project, and they cast countless Muggle banishing spells to hide the existence of this building, just for today."

There was some sarcasm in his tone, and he didn't know whether he couldn't understand how much everyone valued the Quidditch World Cup, or he was not satisfied with some people or certain actions of the Ministry of Magic.

His mother Letitia glanced at him: "Dear, what you just said was not a satire on today's Quidditch World Cup, right?"

She smiled sweetly, but Esther and David still noticed the displeasure hidden under that smile.

Esther raised an eyebrow, happy to see her father deflated.

"Of course I don't mean that, dear." David quickly denied: "What I mean is that the Ministry of Magic is really useless. They worked on preparations for a year, but when it came to this day, it was full of loopholes. They didn't even think about the system. It would be better to train the Ministry of Magic staff to at least let them know what Muggle fashion is today, rather than having a man in a kilt and a South American cape try to persuade another man in a women's nightgown to put on trousers. "

Esther was amused by what her father David said.

Although the staff of the Ministry of Magic who had been persuading the old wizard in women's nightgown to put on pants was still dressed normally, when her father said this, a picture suddenly appeared in her mind.

Really funny.

My mother, Letitia, could barely accept this reason.

"Indeed, the Ministry of Magic is not doing its job properly."

As they talked, they came to the entrance. The witch at the entrance was also a staff member of the Ministry of Magic. She greeted David first: "Good evening, Director Mayne, you have a first-class ticket in the top box."

David nodded and walked up with his wife and daughter.

Esther couldn't help complaining: "The top floor? Doesn't that take a long time to climb the stairs?"

"But the view at the top is the best." Mom Letitia said: "And I just discovered today that your physique is indeed a little weaker. This is our negligence. You will have to exercise more in the future."

Esther quickly shut her mouth, she was afraid that her mother would be serious.

Going all the way up, there were many boxes on the top floor. When they entered, Harry and his party were already inside.

In fact, they arrived a little late, and most of the seats in the box were already occupied.

Most of the people who could appear in this box were well-known figures. As soon as David entered, people kept asking him to shake hands and chat with these people.

Time really trains people. In just one year, David has gone from being averse to social interaction to being able to do it with ease.

But his smile seemed really fake to Esther, but he was good-looking, and even his fake smile was pleasing to the eye, so no one noticed this.

At least Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic, didn't notice that his subordinate was bored with him.

However, the most eye-catching person in this box was Harry. Many wizards who did not speak English saw the lightning scar on Harry's head and jabbered excitedly, but no one understood a word.

Percy glanced at Harry with some jealousy. He joined the Ministry of Magic after graduation. He was very eager to let these big people see his potential, so whenever someone came in, he would try to talk to these people and want to impress them. A good impression.

So when he saw Harry getting everyone's attention effortlessly, he couldn't control his jealousy.

"I'm not very good at languages. Most of these things are handled by Barty Crouch. Oh, he's not here yet, but you happen to be here, David. Could you please translate it?"

David gave an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, Minister, I'm not very proficient in Bulgarian, so I may have to wait for Mr. Crouch to come over."

In fact, he knows some Bulgarian, but why does he have to work overtime for his boss for free during his break?

He doesn't want to.

"That's a pity." Fudge sighed: "Ah, Lucius is here!"

Esther immediately turned around and saw that the Malfoy family was indeed here.

She greeted Draco silently across the crowd, and Draco responded with a faint, cheerful smile.

"Hello, Fudge." Lucius Malfoy stretched out his hand as he walked past the Minister of Magic. "Hello. I take it you haven't met my wife Narcissa yet? And our son Della. division."

His tone was brisk, and it was obvious that he had known Fudge for a long time.

Fudge first took Lucius's extended hand, smiled and bowed to Mrs. Malfoy: "Hello, hello."

After that, he said to them: "Please allow me to introduce you to Mr. Oberansk, he is the Minister of Magic in Bulgaria. It doesn't matter, he doesn't understand what we are talking about anyway. Let me see who else , Oh, this is David Mayne, Director of the Department for the Control and Regulation of Magical Creatures, you should know him."

Lucius's eyes fell on David and he smiled: "Of course we know each other. Our two families are quite close, right? Mr. Mayne."

David could only greet him with a smile: "You're welcome, Mr. Malfoy."

Esther's eyes couldn't help but fall on Draco. He was obviously very proud of his father's position in this box, and he raised his head proudly.

Under the night, whenever a light shines on him, his pale golden hair shines, and the expression on his face softens, making his already outstanding facial features even more charming.

Esther looked at him and then at Bill in the front row, feeling that it was difficult to decide which of the two was more handsome.

But the lighting seems to favor Draco, so with the addition of the atmosphere, Draco looks better.