Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Everyone immediately dressed up.

Zhang Xiao watched them put on green high hats and put Irish flag patterns on both sides of their cheeks.

He pinned the rose-shaped badge on his chest and set off happily with various items, large and small.

It's really strange to say that although wizards and Muggles are very different from each other, they still strangely identify with their nationality and maintain a certain sense of national honor.

They also identify with their country's national flag and national anthem, and even know how to sing it. They don't know who taught them.

Mr. Weasley led the way, walking quickly into the woods along the lantern-lit passage.

Zhang Xiao felt this scene that he had never seen before in a strange way.

The concerts in the previous life may have been of this scale, but I have never been to one.

There was a dense crowd around him. In the various lights of lanterns, he heard hundreds of people walking around, heard shouts, laughter, and intermittent singing.

This kind of feverish excitement was very contagious. Harry, Ron, and even Malfoy were all jumping and singing around them.

Hermione couldn't help but smile from ear to ear, and even Zhang Xiao himself turned up the corners of his mouth, feeling happy.

They walked through the woods for twenty minutes, talking and laughing loudly, and finally came out on the other side of the woods.

"Wow -" the crowd stopped and looked up at the huge golden wall in front of them. This wall was extremely high, at least a hundred meters high.

Zhang Xiao smacked his lips and looked at the arena that cast a huge shadow in shock. From his own perspective, he could only see part of the wall.

Even though I have seen many 'wonders' and China's shocking infrastructure, I am still fascinated by the power of magic at this moment.

"It can accommodate 100,000 spectators!" Mr. Weasley said slowly, with his hands behind his back and a look of pride and emotion on his face: "Five hundred staff members of the Ministry of Magic have been busy for this for a whole year.

Every inch of the place was under a Muggle-Repelling Charm.

During this year, whenever Muggles approach this place, they will suddenly remember urgent matters and walk away in a hurry..."

Mr. Weasley clapped his hands and shouted loudly:

"Okay, follow me, children, be careful not to get separated, we are entering now!"

The little wizards followed Mr. Arthur step by step, and they came to the nearest entrance, where many yelling wizards were already surrounding them.

Zhang Xiao watched Mr. Weasley hand over a thick stack of tickets, and the witch at the entrance placed the tickets on a brass machine.

"First class ticket," the witch said loudly, "Top box! Go all the way upstairs, Arthur, to the top."

The stairs leading to the gymnasium are covered with burgundy carpet. They climbed up the stairs together with the crowd, and slowly the crowd entered the stands on the left and right sides.

The excitement brought by the VIP box was quickly worn away by the long process of climbing stairs.

The gymnasium, which is more than 100 meters high, has almost thirty floors. The little wizard, who has never climbed such a high staircase, only feels that his legs are sore and weak, and his legs are shaking every time he climbs a step.

In the end, young wizards such as Harry Malfoy and Ron who exercised regularly had to carry the girls who could no longer climb up.

When they reached the top box, the little wizards seemed to be full of strength again, throwing themselves on the seats, and then uniformly let out comfortable moans.

Zhang Xiao was not too tired. He simply came to the railing and looked around. The location of the box was indeed great. It was located at the highest point of the stadium. Looking from under the railing, the distance of more than 100 meters high made people feel dizzy. A dizzy feeling.

As in football, the best position is behind the goal and this is a favorite among die-hard fans.

The box faced the golden goal post and had about twenty purple and gold-plated seats.

Looking down from a high position, the wizards held up their lighted wands and took their seats one after another. The more than 100,000 wizards were like a bright galaxy.

Everything here is shrouded in a mysterious golden light, which seems to come from the stadium itself.

From their vantage point, the field looked as smooth as velvet.

A huge blackboard lies across the top of the stadium. No matter which angle you look at it, it looks like you are facing the blackboard.

Golden text flashed on the blackboard - Zhang Xiao looked at it for a while, uh, advertisement.

Cornflower: The broomstick for the whole family – safe, reliable, with built-in anti-theft buzzer…

Skoll's All-Purpose Miracle Stain Remover: Removes stains with ease!

...Fengya brand wizard uniforms-London, Paris, Hogsmeade...

By the way, Zhang Xiao suddenly turned around, his eyes were shining brightly, and he had already opened his Dharma Eyes.

Carefully inspecting every corner of the top-level box, no one else came except myself at this moment.

No—no that poor house-elf Winky.

Zhang Xiao's eyes narrowed, and he searched more and more carefully, scanning almost inch by inch, and in the end he even waved his hand vigorously.

A strong wind howled and swirled across the entire top-floor box.

"Zhang, thank you, that's so thoughtful. I'm so hot now that I just want to jump into the pond and take a quick shower."

"So timely!"

"Help Kamikaze!"

A row of little wizards were lying on the seats, and there were many voices of praise. When the whole body was hot and sweating profusely, there was a burst of cold wind, which was really refreshing, okay?

The corners of Zhang Xiao's mouth twitched, Hey! You actually enjoyed it.

I had no choice but to quietly send in a few more wisps of breeze, and then I sat back in my seat and began to meditate.

If I remember correctly, little Barty should be wearing an invisibility cloak next to the elf.

But just now I used my magic eye to see that the whole box was empty. The imitation invisibility cloak was far worse than the Deathly Hallows, and it was absolutely impossible to hide from the magic eye.

So Barty Jr. isn't here?

Zhang Xiao's eyebrows furrowed as he thought about Voldemort's Hogsmeade-Church layout which was not brilliant but could be called a conspiracy.

After my father analyzed it with him, he found that this was definitely not a plan that Voldemort could come up with. At that time, he suspected that he had received assistance.

It's most likely Barty Jr. and Umbridge. Now that I see it, it's probably true.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiao had a headache. Voldemort really had nothing to fear. After splitting the seven souls, Voldemort was just a moody lunatic with no power.

But with the help of Barty and Umbridge, the madman's power can be maximized, and this is the most terrifying thing.

Zhang Xiao was also a little confused about the relationship between the previous life and this world in the original work. He originally thought that this world and the present world were two worlds, just projections of each other.

But now there is some uncertainty. The most important thing is that it was there in the previous life, but not in this life. When he was in China, he had secretly investigated the situation of his family in the previous life.

In my previous life, my parents were the youngest of four siblings, but the results of the investigation were surprising.