A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 338: Crouch’s strangeness

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Hundreds of thousands of Quidditch fans gather here, even if everyone makes a little noise, the entire camp will turn into a boiling cauldron, and as the afternoon comes, this restless mood not only does not diminish, but It spread more and more, and even the summer air seemed to be trembling.

Felix stayed in the tent the whole time, and together with Lu Ping and the others, they counted the things to be used for the lantern show. According to the plan, they will hold a grand magic lantern show on the night after the Quidditch final. And continue until the end of the game. In addition, Future World Company also spent 1,000 Galleons to buy a text advertisement before the start of the Quidditch World Cup.

The sun finally set, and the afterglow of the evening continued to disperse. Keremy and the young clerk Alik McKee slipped out to play. It was very lively outside. Cars loaded with various souvenirs pass among the crowd.

The Ministry of Magic also gave up its last resistance, let it go, and all the signs of magic appeared at once, "crackling" Apparition, the sound of shouting and sales promotion, the sound of joyful and noisy chatting... the camp Noisy.

Lupine went out, too, and Felix remained in the tent, fiddling with a wall of air on his left hand, his wand in his right hand, and whispered, "Thunderbolt explodes."

A red light shot out from the tip of the staff and hit the left hand directly. After waiting for a second or two, Felix's left hand trembled.

"The effect is still very limited," Felix kept thinking. After another hour or two, Keremi and Arik returned with a full load, carrying large and small bags, and placed them on the table beside them. Felix put away his magic and looked at the various souvenirs on it.

There is a glowing green rose badge, and it is now screaming "The Irish team will win!" Clemi pressed **** the top of the rose, and it finally stopped;

And what looks like binoculars, full of all sorts of weird knobs and dials. "That's a panoramic telescope," said Keremy, "I think it's great, you can replay the picture in slow motion, and you can quickly flash out the analysis of the game situation."

Felix tried it, "It's really interesting." He kept flipping the button on it, and the whole world slowed down before his eyes. Keremy was slowly taking out a small model of a flying Firebolt, Make gestures in front of him.

Also, there are figurines of famous players for the collection, and Alec McKee bought a whole set of Irish minifigures, and they walk around the table in a smug manner, one of them not paying attention , fell off the table.

"Oh, my Lynch—"

Aric said, and hurriedly wiped the dusty nose of the figurine, "Go away, bad luck..."

Cremy and Felix both looked at him, and he explained: "This is what my father does, to drive away bad luck, and never let a good situation be ruined."

"Does it really work?" Keremi looked at him suspiciously.

"Of course," he said enthusiastically, "Britain has been out of the trophy for 30 years, and it is very hopeful to win this year. We have the most tacit team - Connolly! Ryan! Troy! Mallett! Moran! Quigley! Of course, and—— Lynch!"

"He's a Seeker?" Keremi tapped the 'Lynch' in Arik's hand with her chin.

"That's right, the Seeker is the soul of the team..." When it comes to Quidditch, Arik is particularly talkative. An alien was found.

"Let me tell you, there are many ways of Quidditch fouls, such as the most common pulling, dashing, elbowing, locking the opponent with a broomstick, and relatively complicated..."

Felix stepped aside quietly, and he found an interesting game, laying out a thick wall of air in the air, throwing some odds and ends on it, such as cups, forks, and then they will stick On top, move forward in slow motion, depending on how hard you throw them.

Cremy also discovers the game, trying to knock the professor's cup out with her own.

After repeated failures, she set her sights on Arik's statuette.

"Absolutely not—" Arik said firmly, but he took out another pile of figurines from his pocket, "Bulgarian team, you can throw this away."

After a while, various cups, knives and forks, badges and figurines were stuck in the air, as well as a sealed bag of snacks.

"Aric wins, five points."

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It was completely dark, and Felix greeted everyone to eat, "Let's eat something, you can't watch the game hungry, and you don't know how long it will last."

"Where's Lupine?"

"Maybe I meet a friend, let's chat for a while, I will remember to bring him something to eat." Felix said.

"I really hope that the game can last for ten days and ten nights." At the dinner table, Keremy Vera said sincerely. This way they have more time to show the magic lamp.

Felix laughed.

"Have you made up your mind yet, Vera? You already consider yourself part of the company."

Cremy said shyly: "I haven't figured it out yet. I like the job of a spellbreaker, but it's also great here... Am I getting a little greedy, professor?"

Felix shrugged his shoulders, swallowed the chicken in his mouth, poured himself another glass of iced lemon juice, and said with a smile: "You are troubled by happiness. I can't help you with that. However, there is no need to rush into a decision or put pressure on yourself.”

He raised the goblet and said in a distant respect: "You are always welcome here, Vera."

At this time, Lupine came in from outside the tent with a worried face. Felix poured him a glass of lemon juice. He thanked him and stretched his eyebrows. Conflict."

"What's the matter?" Felix asked, and he directed the dishes to float in front of Lupin, "I suggest you try this, fried halloumi cheese, Arik bought it from a vendor, It tastes very special when paired with chicken."

Aric McKee, who was sitting next to Crémy, smiled primly, and Lupine patted him on the shoulder and said softly, "Thank you." He sat down and explained, "Sirius and Weasley The family stayed together and ended up meeting Barty Crouch, you know..."

Felix knew that Sirius might be hostile to Barty Crouch, but Lupine's words caught him by surprise.

"It was Barty Crouch who made provocative words," Lupine frowned again, and said slowly: "Crouch is responsible for the security of the entire camp, and he talked about the Death Eaters when he talked. Rauch brought up the old story again, thinking that there are a large number of Death Eaters at large-"

"But Sirius has been proven innocent."

"Yeah, but he kept looking at Sirius while he was talking, and you know Sirius' temper, and the two of them had a grudge, if it hadn't been for Harry..." Lupine shook his head and didn't continue. , but Felix could fully guess the scene at that time.

Even the wand was drawn out.

Somewhere in the woods came the sound of a deep and deep gong, and immediately, thousands of red and green lanterns bloomed on the trees, illuminating the road to the stadium.

"It's time!"

The four stood up, walked out of the tent, and walked into the woods along with the raging and excited crowd. They came out from the other side of the woods and saw a huge oval-shaped outdoor stadium head-on. The interior was brightly lit and very bright. The light that came out turned half of the wall into gold.

"It is said that it can accommodate 100,000 people." Arik murmured.

They took the tickets for the top floor box and went all the way up. The stairs leading to the top floor were covered with purple carpets. When there were no more stairs in front of them, they were already standing at the highest point of the gymnasium.

Downstairs is a spectacular scene. Hundreds of thousands of wizards are seated one after another. Clemi tugs at his sleeves. On the side of the basket in the arena is a huge blackboard, on which various advertisements are played in a loop——

'Cornflower: The Broomstick for the Whole Family - Safe, Reliable, with a Built-In Anti-Theft Buzzer...'

'In the future world, watch the game, watch the lantern show, bid farewell to kerosene lamps and dazzling torches, the future is in sight——'

Felix nodded, indicating that he saw it. Soon their little box was filled with people from the Weasleys, the Malfoys, Sirius, Harry and Hermione, and then Cornelius Fudge and the Bulgarian Minister of Magic.

Lucius Malfoy cast an icy glance at the Weasleys and Sirius indifferently, nodded slightly, and then chatted enthusiastically with Fudge. When Felix looked at him, he subconsciously out of sight.

'Haven't thought about it yet, Lucius. ’ thought Felix.

After everyone was seated, only Fudge and the Bulgarian Minister of Magic were talking together in the small box. Fudge missed Barty Crouch very much. Although they were at odds with each other, Crouch's talent was obvious to all. He knows at least a hundred languages, including the languages ​​of many magical creatures.

Later, Barty Crouch and Ludo Bagman came together, Crouch looked terribly serious, his face was like a layer of frost, but Fudge was being beaten by the terrible Bulgarian Minister The accent was going crazy, and I didn't notice it at all.

"Thank God, Barty, you're finally here, I need you to help me translate—"

"I dragged Batty over here," Ludo Bagman said cheerfully, "I told him that you have the greatest contribution and should stand at the highest place..."

"Sorry." Crouch's face was full of disgust, his lips trembled, as if he was resisting the urge to slap Fudge: "I don't have time to deal with these trivial matters—"

"Small matter?" Fudge took a deep breath and looked at him in disbelief. What's the matter? He just wanted to say something, but Crouch's lips moved silently. Although there was no sound, Fudge was too far away from him. It's close, and the export type can be clearly distinguished. What Crouch said: "Stupid."

"Barty Crouch!" Fudge's mood was mixed with anger and fear at the moment, he yelled at Crouch loudly, spitting all over the place, "You finally stopped hiding and decided to take my place Do you!"

There was silence in the box. No one expected such a thing to happen. Even the Bulgarian minister opened his mouth and said in standard English: "What happened?"

As the opening host, Ludo Bagman froze in place, with sweat dripping from Yuanyuan's face, and subconsciously took a few steps back, "Ouch!" Hermione yelled, it turned out that he stepped on Hermione's foot foot.

"I-I'm sorry, little girl." Ludo Bagman stammered.

Sirius said disdainfully: "You see, neither of them is a good person. Crouch also looked at me this afternoon. I think he has finally gone crazy."

Felix, who was sitting in the second row, squeezed his chin. Could it be that today we are going to see a fight between the director of the Department of International Magic Exchange and Cooperation against the current Minister of Magic?

It's a pity that ~IndoMTL.com~ has no reporters——

Mr. Weasley stood up, trying to relieve the awkward atmosphere, he said hesitantly: "Mr. Crouch..."

Barty Crouch seemed to have finally regained his senses. He opened his mouth, but said nothing. He hurriedly dropped a few words of apology, turned and left. All that was left was Fudge, panting like a cow with red eyes.

When Crouch left, Harry suddenly felt a sharp pain on his forehead, as if a branding iron had been stuck to his skin.

He covered his forehead and tried not to make a sound. Only Sirius and Ron, who were sitting on both sides of him, noticed the abnormality. Sirius asked in a low voice: "What's the matter, Harry? Your scar hurts again ?”

But at this time, the Quidditch World Cup finals officially began, and the huge cheers drowned out his concern.

Ludo Bagman casts a spell on himself with a loud voice, and his words echo through the stadium like thunder.

"Ladies and gentlemen... welcome! Welcome to the 422nd Quidditch World Cup Final!"