Abyss Lord's HP Daily

In the afternoon, the camp became more and more lively. Maybe the people from the Ministry of Magic couldn't manage it for a while. The wizards seemed to have a tacit approval. They didn't care about being seen by Muggles, and they all started to use magic. From time to time, apparition peddlers would descend from the sky in the crowd, carrying all kinds of strange commodities. Elendil bought a lot of special snacks from various countries from these peddlers, which made him unable to eat them at dinner time. Down things.

Soon after dinner, a loud gong sounded from the woods at the end of the camp, and thousands of red and green lanterns were immediately lit up on the trees, illuminating the way to the meeting place.

Led by Dumbledore and Lucius, the crowd impatiently walked into the woods along the path illuminated by the lanterns. Huge cheers and singing came from all around. Harry, Draco and Sirius led the way. A high-power telescope, so excited that even Lolita, who has been awkwardly expressing that she has no interest in Quidditch, was infected to show an expectant expression.

The tickets Lucius bought were first-class tickets, so the seats for everyone were in the top box, which meant that they would meet many important people in this box.In fact, upon entering the box, Lucius and Dumbledore met people they knew—Minister for Magic Fudge and Director of Sports Ludo Bagman—and then they both had to leave the crowd and the two fat men behind. We exchanged pleasantries.

Harry was pleasantly surprised to see his good friend, kid Ron Weasley, so he pulled Draco and Sirius over, and Narcissa chatted with the two ladies he knew.

Elendil, Azrael and the others found a place to sit down, and when they turned around, they saw Snape's gloomy face, "Hey, Snape, why are you so unhappy? You don't like Quebec. Di Qi, don’t force yourself to see it.”

With a dark face, Snape said forcefully, "None of your business." He wouldn't admit that he had to come here because he lost to that stupid dog in a drunken fight!

"Hmph!" Elendil turned his face away in displeasure, and saw Lolita looking at the venue with a telescope again. He was bored and leaned over again, "Lolita, let me ask you, what do you think of Mace? How are people?"

Lolita replied subconsciously: "It's pretty good."

Elendil was overjoyed all of a sudden, and patted Mesquiles vigorously on the shoulder, "Mace, did you hear, Lolita said hello!"

Lolita reacted immediately, and glared at Meskills with a smirk on her face, "I didn't say that!"

Meskiles nodded quickly, "Okay, you didn't say that."

Elendil couldn't help sniggering.

After a while, Lucius and Dumbledore, who went to greet Fudge and other Ministry of Magic officials, finally came back, because the game was about to start.

The performances of mascots from various countries before the athletes' entrance ceremony were really eye-opening. Sirius was almost so fascinated by Veela that he jumped off the stands, but fortunately Elendil held him back.

"What, such a clumsy charm technique can fascinate you like this..." Elendil curled his lips in disdain, "If you see the succubus, wouldn't you be fascinated to death? You can't do this Xiao Hei, I will give you special training when I go back."

Sirius was very embarrassed—after all, the scene just now was too embarrassing—he stammered to retort: ​​"And, I'm not the only one, don't you think Fudge almost jumped too?"

Snape sneered: "It turns out that you also know that you can only be at the same level as Fudge, and you are quite self-aware."

Sirius glared at him: "That's better than you! An old virgin like you who can't find a girlfriend and hasn't tasted women, of course he won't appreciate the temptation of Veela!"

Snape sneered, and turned his head away in disdain to argue with him.

Elendil started to gossip again, and leaned into Lucius' ear and whispered, "Lucius, Lucius, is Snape really a virgin who has never touched a woman?"

Lucius gave him a funny look, and said in a low voice, "How is it possible? Back then, there were often various dance parties inside the Death Eaters. Although Severus said that the external conditions were not particularly good, but He is the only master of potions under that person, and he is still quite popular, in order to blend into the environment, he often plays tricks every now and then."

Elendil narrowed his eyes, and suddenly asked with some discomfort: "What about you? Are you acting on the occasion?"

Lucius looked around carefully, and found that everyone was concentrating on watching the game, so he quickly kissed him on the face and coaxed him with a smile: "No, I was married to Narcissa at that time, right? With her as a shield, I don't need to do these things." Actually...he still had affairs in the past, but...he wouldn't tell his lover so stupidly.

Elendil wrinkled his nose childishly, and snorted arrogantly, "It's better to be like this!"

Lucius touched his head and watched the game in a good mood.

The game was quite exciting, and the final score was also very exciting. The Bulgarian team's Seeker caught the Snitch, but the score was ten points less than the Irish team, so the Irish team won in the end.Elendil also heard Sirius arguing with Harry and Draco when they left the scene and returned to the camp.

"Krum is really a great Seeker. He is definitely the best Quidditch player in the world." These are the feelings of the two young Seekers who were shocked by the Bulgarian Seekers.

Sirius snorted, "So what, Ireland won in the end. The Bulgarian team only has top-notch seekers, but although the Irish team does not have such a strong seeker, their overall strength is very strong, and their coordination is also perfect. Quidditch is not a one-man sport."

It was a terrible thing to have two camps in a group. The three of them kept arguing all the way back to the tent. Finally, Narcissa saw that it was too late and drove them back to the room to sleep, and the tent became quiet.

The soundproofing effect of Malfoy's tent was so good that in the middle of the night, when something happened in the camp, the people living in the tent didn't notice it. It was only when someone rang the doorbell at the door of the tent that they woke up.

"Death Eaters riot?!" Everyone was taken aback by the Ministry of Magic officials who came to inform them.

"Yes, that's why the minister asked me to find Lucius and Mr. Dumbledore. Lucius, you also know that there are not enough people in the ministry now," the official said with a wry smile. "As for Mr. Dumbledore, this matter Of course I have to tell you."

Lucius nodded to him, "Then let's go, Passan."

Elendil hurried to his side, "I'm going too!"

That Mr. Passan wished for as many people as possible - to be honest, he is terribly scared now.So after leaving Meskills, Lolita, and Narcissa to look after the house and children, the rest of the adults followed him out.

After they got out of the tent, they saw that everyone was running towards the woods, as if they were hiding from something in the camp, and that thing was moving towards the woods, causing screams of panic one after another along the way, Wherever they went, people scattered and fled.

Malfoy's tent was in the center of the camp, very far away from the woods, and it was dark, so he couldn't see what the moving thing was, so Lucius could only ask Mr. Passan, "Passan ,what is that?"

Mr. Passan wiped the cold sweat from his brow in horror, and said, "It's the Death Eaters. They're making fun of Muggles. Let's go find the ministers. The people in the ministry are maintaining order in the woods."

Dumbledore asked sharply: "No one is going to stop the group of Death Eaters?"

Mr. Passan stammered, "Uh... there are not enough manpower in that, department, department."

Dumbledore frowned, and just about to ask Elendil to take action, he saw the group of Death Eaters suddenly stop, and then the spell light began to fly in that direction. After a while, there was silence over there. After a while, the crowd erupted in cheers.

Everyone looked at each other and decided to go over and have a look.

When they got close, the other side had calmed down. Fudge, who appeared out of nowhere, was holding the hand of a handsome young brown-haired wizard and talking gratefully, and the surrounding ground was staggering. There were a dozen people lying on the ground, all of them wearing hooded cloaks and Death Eater masks.

Fudge saw Dumbledore approaching at a glance, and immediately waved to him: "Hey, Albus, come quickly, I will introduce you to an excellent young man."

Dumbledore walked over with a smile.

"This is Maxillian Schell," Fudge introduced the young man cheerfully. "He and his companions stopped the rioting Death Eaters. What a kind and outstanding young man he is! Mr. Schell, this is Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"Maximilian Schell?" Dumbledore repeated the name, and stretched out his hand to the young man, "Mr. Schell is a German? German wizards have always been so good." He had already begun to be vigilant Woke up.

That Mr. Schell shook hands with him calmly, and said gently, "You're too proud. I just came to watch the World Cup with my friends. I happened to see what happened just now, so I just wanted to help you."

Lucius and Elendil stood outside the crowd, observing the dozen or so young men who were standing behind the Sher in a protective manner.

"I know who he is," Lucius whispered close to Elendil, "Maximilian's Latin means 'the greatest', who do you think he is?"