A Hogwarts dissertation guide

As the afternoon wore on, a sense of excitement spread over the campground like a palpable cloud.Even the still summer air seemed to tremble with anticipation at dusk.

As darkness enveloped the hundreds of eagerly waiting wizards like a curtain, the last traces of disguise disappeared.

The Ministry of Magic seems to be succumbing to the inevitable and is no longer fighting against people, allowing obvious traces of magic to appear everywhere.

In fact, letting them go without magic for a day almost drove them crazy. After enjoying the convenience of magic, who could adapt to Muggle life?

Every few steps, apparated vendors descended from the sky, carrying trays and pushing trolleys filled with weird gadgets and glowing rose-shaped badges—green for Ireland, red for Bulgaria. He can also scream out the names of his team members.

Not only that, but there are also green tall hats decorated with clovers dancing in the wind.There is a ribbon from Bulgaria, and the lion printed on it can really roar; there are the national flags of the two countries, which will play their respective national anthems when waved; there is also a small model of the Firebolt that can really fly; there are statues of famous team members for collection. Those little statues can walk around looking triumphant.

James and Sirius felt as comfortable as returning to their own homes. Harry and Hermione hardly needed to say anything. They rushed directly into the market and bought a bunch of peripherals at lightning speed.

"You will need this." James held a bunch of souvenirs from the Irish and Bulgarian teams in his hands, and did not forget to stuff two panoramic telescopes into Harry and Hermione's arms. "This is definitely the best place to watch the game. Best equipment, no matter what, you need this."

"That's right, a panoramic telescope!" the wizard vendor enthusiastically promoted. "You can replay the picture...replay it in slow motion...if necessary, it can also quickly flash the analysis of the game...You are definitely a Quidditch player." expert."

He wanted to compliment James, but James had already thrown the gold galleons on the table and ran to other stalls.

"Oh." Harry and Hermione looked at each other and had the same idea.

"Dad, wait for us!"

"Uncle, wait for us!"

But James and Sirius's consumerism was obviously fully unleashed at this moment. They shuttled between the stalls, constantly scanning each stall, and even went back and forth to the tent several times to buy them. Put everything back.

Finally, when Harry and Hermione couldn't bear it any longer - they were forced to help James and Sirius carry a lot of souvenirs, a deep and deep gong sound came from somewhere far away in the forest, and immediately, thousands of red lights Red and green lanterns bloomed on the trees, lighting up the road to the stadium.

"This is our design." said a wizard who obviously spoke broken English. Hermione could almost recognize him as a wizard from Yumbracon because he was wrapped in a very Yumbracon style. scarf.

Well, Hermione had indeed seen the red lanterns at Umbracon many times, and it was indeed Umbracon's design.

"The time has come," James said with some regret. "It's a pity that I didn't buy an All-Ireland player's card."

"It doesn't matter, we bought all their dolls, two sets!" Sirius said excitedly, "We can put one set each in the living room and bedroom."

They returned to their campsite and put away their tents.Probably the biggest advantage of this tent is that when it is folded, all the things inside can be stowed away - it can barely be regarded as a space equipment.

"Why should we put it away?" Harry asked doubtfully.

"Because we only booked the camp for one day, the competition will last for many days, and we will basically spend it in the arena." James ruffled Harry's hair, and Sirius had already put away the tent.

They were empty-handed, carrying nothing but panoramic binoculars in their pockets.Walk quickly into the woods along the lantern-lit passage.They could hear hundreds of people moving around, shouting, laughing, and intermittent singing.

The enthusiasm was contagious, and James and Harry couldn't help but smile from ear to ear.They walked in the woods for 10 minutes, talking and laughing loudly, and finally came out from the other side of the woods. Only then did they see the Quidditch World Cup for the first time.

This was a huge gymnasium, they couldn't even see it in its entirety, everyone was in its shadow, the magnificent golden walls... at least about the same size as Hogwarts.

"It can accommodate [-] spectators." James said, "I have been paying attention to the World Cup since I woke up last year. Every inch here has been cast with Muggle expulsion spells. The Ministry of Magic must have been exhausted last year." He led Harry Leigh walked towards the nearest entrance, which was already crowded with many shouting wizards.

"First class tickets." The witch from the Ministry of Magic at the entrance looked at their tickets and said, "Top box! Go all the way upstairs to the top."

"Thank you." James nodded and followed the crowd up the stairs.The stairs were covered with purple-red carpets, and slowly the crowd entered the stands on the left and right.James and his group kept going up, and finally reached the top of the stairs.They found themselves in a small box, located at the highest point of the gymnasium, facing the golden goal post.There are about twenty purple and gilded seats, divided into two rows.

There are many boxes like this, but this box is obviously the best viewing point. You can clearly see any movement on the field without having to crowd together like the spectators in the stands below.

One hundred thousand wizards are taking their seats one after another. Those seats are arranged in a ladder shape around the oval gymnasium tube. Everything here is shrouded in a mysterious golden light, which seems to come from the gymnasium itself.

The playing field is as flat and smooth as velvet - although this is a sport that flies completely in the air and does not go to the ground at all. There are three pitching hoops on both sides of the playing field, fifty feet high. To their right, is a huge On the blackboard, golden words kept flashing on it, as if there was an invisible giant hand writing words on the blackboard, and then erasing them.

There are all advertisements for sponsors - of course the Ministry of Magic will not miss such a good opportunity.In fact, the World Cup is a great opportunity to make money.

The first advertisement is like this: "Quick Smoothing Hair Agent: Conditions your scalp and hair. No matter how messy or messy your hair is, just two drops will make it docile."