Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

After an afternoon of salted fish, the game finally started in the evening, and the crowd of people dared to go to the game field. This feeling of wizards gathering is still quite good.

Although Hema still does not understand what is interesting about this sport, other people think that he can't help but talk about it.

After walking with Mr. Arthur for a while, a huge stadium appeared in the eyes of everyone. The size made Hema feel a little scary. I heard that it can put down hundreds of thousands of spectators.

But Hema thought about it, is there really one hundred thousand wizards who love Quidditch in the world?He thought this was the case, but when he entered the ticket inspection, he found that not only ordinary wizards, but also many other races.

So he understood that these 100,000 people are really not fake, but there are fewer and fewer wizards on the British side. Is it because Voldemort caused too few children?

However, this generation of Harry is a powerful genius task, and there will be some achievements in the future.

"First class ticket, top floor, go from here!" the witch shouted impatiently, and Mr. Arthur turned up, and walked towards the top, and they also checked the tickets one after another.

Hema suddenly felt that the wizards had a simple folk style. The top layer of the first-class ticket and the ordinary ticket layer were treated the same, all impatiently urged.

If such a situation is placed in the modern Muggle society, it certainly cannot exist. This is also very good, and everyone is equal. Of course, it may be that the witch has a more serious relationship.

From the stairs on the side directly to the top floor, there are fewer and fewer people around. It seems that the first-class tickets on the top floor are still good, and you don't have to squeeze with other people.

Hema went to the top floor and looked down, as if sitting in a football stadium magnified hundreds of times. It was very shocking. Of course, there were regular advertisements, but they were all very fun. Even he saw the Weasley brothers. Shop.

"Where do you two get the money?"

"Yeah, this was invested by our father. He said that this is a very good opportunity. Our local fire is starting, and we need to let the world know the existence of our magic weapons."

"Well, great, Mr. Weasley."

"It's just a whimsy." Mr. Arthur smiled. Although he didn't say it, he can be seen very happy at this time.

"Dobby?" And Harry saw a familiar figure, but the other party looked up, and Harry froze for a moment. "No?"

"I'm not Dobby, but I know him, Dobby is my good friend, my name is Shining, hello sir."

"Hello shining." Harry also extended his hand, but shivered in shock.

"No, it's not shining, are you Harry Potter?"

"Well, Dobby told you about me?"

"Yes, but he hasn't been normal lately." Shining said, Harry frowned, what happened?

"He's going to find a job, to work and grow freely, which is simply nonsense, he may be crazy!"

"No! He is really free!" Harry said with a smile when he heard this, and Dodge finally understood the true meaning of freedom, not to protect him and take care of him, but to live for himself!

"But the elf wants to... serve his master...must..."

"Your master? What are you doing here?" Harry asked her suddenly, stunned, as if frightened. "Master asked me to take a seat for him."

Hema also came over at this moment, and at a glance saw the fluctuations in the seat next to Shimmering. This is Little Crouch, as long as he killed him, but now he is killed, and all his efforts will be in vain.

In order to let Voldemort come out, Hema can only resist now, but now the little Crouch should be controlled by the spell?Voldemort thought he was dead.

So just kill it silently, but will that be exposed?Hema was a little overwhelmed, but if he were not killed,

Hema had an idea in her head, her eyes flashing with a little light, and she muttered, "I will let you go this time, and we will see you next time."

After everyone was seated, more wizards came to the box soon. The loose box was a little crowded, but it was still much better than usual.

Finally came two men, the British Minister of Magic Cornell Fudge and the Bulgarian Minister of Magic.

Then Percy began to lick the dog mode again, but Fudge paid more attention to Harry, and then introduced Harry to some wizards, and Hema was sitting in the corner himself, enjoying the comfort of not being disturbed.

However, a few minutes later, there was still a whisper from the side, and then two middle-aged wizards approached, greeting with a smile on their faces, "Are you Mr. Aibo?"

"Don't mention it, I'm an ordinary little wizard."

"No, you are a real warrior. My name is Derby. His name is Heath."

Then there was another greet, and then they had just left, and a few people came up and talked, making friends with him, and then Hema frowned.

The moment the dragon breath and his own momentum instantly forced the wizard who came over to chat, he did not understand that he had done this thing, and he actually received such attention. Dumbledore must not be more powerful.

"Hema Aibo, since we last met, haven't we seen each other for a long time?" Fudge also finished blowing water and came over.

Although the other party still looks like a big-bellied poop, but the appearance is quite different, but his eyes are a little brighter. This guy has really worked hard recently, but I don’t know how much power.

"Long time no see, Lord Minister."

"Well, actually calling me Lord Minister, I am embarrassed. Although I am a Minister, I really did not play much role in the actions against these dark organizations, I can only try my best to cooperate."

"But you are much better than before?" Hema spoke bluntly, and everyone beside him was startled. You dare to say that.

Fudge was not angry and nodded. I actually wanted to be lazy, but sometimes, if I didn’t work hard, everything would be gone. I envy Dumbledore and you, a person who is very capable, you can directly To help others.

So I can't do it, and although I can help others, of course, the top blood is now one thing, and that person is one thing."

Fudge's words shocked the people around him. That person deserves to be a dark monster... Could it be said that those rumors are true!?

"I think he might be doing things today. Of course I have a hunch. This is a good opportunity for him to announce his return."

"I also felt it, or Dumbledore and some fortune-tellers of the Ministry of Magic also said, but they did not dare to go too far, this game should still be enjoyed!"

Fudge smiled, but in fact he was very nervous and his hands were shaking for several times. Hema still saw it, but it was already very good to do this step.

"Of course, the highlight below is for you and Dumbledore. I can only fight on the spot." Fudge said at last, then stood up and walked towards the terrace.

Hema looked at the other person's back and also said, "I will do my best, and I hope Mr. Minister will not drop the pit first."

"Not this time!" Fudge finished, pointing his wand at his neck, and started the amplifying spell. "Everyone, I won't talk nonsense anymore, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to you! The 422nd Quidditch Wonderful World Cup final! Start now!!!"

With a burst of cheers, the game officially started. This should have been called by someone from the Department of Magic Sports, but the guy didn’t know where to go, the minister could only go up in person.

And Hema also noticed that Lucius was not there. He remembered that Lucius and Malfoy were shit sticks, but they didn’t come.

Hema suddenly felt that Voldemort might be changing, but Hema did not think that he would not seize the opportunity to announce his return!You have patience, and Dumbledore and I naturally have it too!Then we wait slowly!