A Hogwarts dissertation guide

"Did you see it?" James turned to Harry excitedly and asked, "That's our shampoo potion."

"Our family?"

"Yes, your grandfather made his fortune through him." James said with great nostalgia, "When he was young, he invented something called Sleekeazy hair conditioner, which made our Potter family stand out in the wizarding world. Steady footing.”

"Is that uncle's property?" Hermione raised her head and asked excitedly, "I was still thinking about trying it before. As you know, my hair has always been messy. But Muggle hair conditioners are not affordable. effect."

"Then you should try the flagship product of Quick Smooth Hair Treatment. It is very helpful in dealing with these." James said confidently, "In the past few decades, it has been in the hands of the Prewett family, but With the fall of Voldemort, the family was liquidated and the company returned to my hands."

They continued chatting. After all, there was no one in the box at this time. In the second to last seat in the row behind them, the silly girl sat a surprisingly small Jiahui Oh.The little guy's legs were too short and could only be stretched out on the chair in front of him.It was wrapped in a tea towel for wiping the tea set, like a loose robe, and its face was buried in its hands.

"Elf?" Harry looked at the elf doubtfully. He would never forget how much trouble an elf had brought him - Dobby. He locked them out of the platform in the second year, causing great harm to them. They were unable to catch the train and were forced to have a life-and-death struggle with the Whomping Willow.

"They always look the same," Hermione said, looking over her shoulder, then continued to look down at the velvet-covered fringed competition instructions.

"There will be a performance by the team mascot before the game." She whispered.

"I'm really looking forward to it!" James rubbed his hands and said to Sirius, "I can't even remember the last time I saw a World Cup game."

Over the next half hour, the box they were in gradually filled up with people.James and Sirius had to stand up and shake their hands, and Harry had to stand up and say hello.Those people looked like great wizards with great status at first glance.

But obviously they all admired the Potters very much. After all, Voldemort fell in their hands.That night, Voldemort lost power, but Harry survived. Thirteen years later, James came back, and Voldemort still didn't know where he was hiding.

Although none of them thought that James and Harry's magical power would be stronger than Voldemort's, it was undeniable that James was the biggest traffic in the wizarding world.

Near the start of the game, Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge arrived, followed by a yellow-skinned wizard in a suit and tie.

"That's Sochi, the famous man in the Ministry of Magic." Sirius whispered to Harry, "Everyone says he is the real Minister of Magic."

Harry nodded, not feeling much about this. Anyway, they were all great wizards that he had never known before.

However, he had met Fudge several times before.

"Harry! Good evening, have you been waiting for a long time?" Fudge unbuttoned his suit and said kindly, and rubbed Harry's messy black hair, "James, your son will definitely become a very good wizard. , I can guarantee it.”

"Haha." James sneered. He shook hands with Suo Chi. He vaguely felt that Suo Chi's eyes seemed to be fixed on him.

"Enjoy it, Mr. Potter." Sochi said meaningfully, patting James' arm with his palm.

Fudge let go of Harry and began to introduce the wizard sitting next to them.

"Harry Potter, James Potter, you know," he loudly told the Bulgarian Minister of Magic - a man in gorgeous black velvet robes trimmed with gold who looked like he didn't understand a word of English - -Then why did Fudge shout so loudly?

After all, he's not deaf?

The Bulgarian Minister of Magic suddenly saw the scar on Harry's forehead, and immediately pointed at it excitedly, murmured a lot of words, and even came forward to shake hands with James and Harry.

It seemed... that he was interested in them.

"I knew I would always make him understand." Fudge said to James tiredly, "I'm not very good at languages. When it comes to this kind of thing, you need Barty Crouch. Ah, I saw his The house elf took a place for him... What a thoughtful thought, these guys in Bulgaria always want to get all the best seats... Ah, Sochi, it's a pity that you don't know Bulgarian."

"Mr. Minister, people's energy is always limited. I can't learn a new language while taking care of the operation of the Ministry of Magic." Suo Chi said with a humble smile. "I think we should have a talent pool in this area. Maybe next year we should recruit some wizards who are good at other languages."

"That's absolutely true." Fudge nodded.

They chatted for a while, but the Bulgarian wizard kept saying things they didn't understand, which made them a little irritable.

Then Ludo Bagman burst into the box.

"Are you all ready?" he said, his round face gleaming like a giant ball of cheese. "Minister—can we begin?"

Fudge glanced back at Suo Chi. After seeing Suo Chi nod slightly, he said kindly, "Just start as you say, Ludo."

Ludo drew out his wand, pointed at his throat and said: "Loud!" Then his words were like thunder, resounding throughout the empty stadium, his voice echoing loudly above their heads. to every corner of the stands.

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

The audience burst into cheers and applause, several flags were waving at the same time, and accompanied by the chaotic national anthem, the scene was really lively.On the blackboard opposite them, the last line advertising Bibi's All-Flavour Beans has been erased and now reads: Bulgaria: 0, Ireland: 0.

"Okay, without further ado, please allow me to introduce... the mascot of the Bulgarian national team."

On the right side of the stand was a neat bright red square, and loud cheers erupted at this moment.

"Charming baby!" Sirius had a smile on his lips, and James hugged him at the same time, "Good brother, you have to make sure we don't make a fool of ourselves!"

"That is required!"

Sirius picked up the panoramic telescope hanging around his neck and stared closely at the bright red square array.

James also raised his binoculars and stared attentively.