This Hogwarts is not normal

The movie ended at 1 hour and 47 minutes. Scipio and Mustafa were still staring at the scrolling end credits on the giant screen, as if they were recalling the wonderful scenes in the movie.

When the last scrolling subtitle disappeared and the giant screen turned back to its original pure white, both of them clapped at the same time.

The Italian Ministry of Magic staff in the Colosseum also applauded.

The nearly two-hour movie-watching experience was undoubtedly unforgettable for them, and this was enough to illustrate the true effect of magic projection.

It’s not that the magic world doesn’t have ways to display huge images, but none of them can compare with the clarity and smoothness of magic projection.

Mustafa turned to Vincent and excitedly took his hands. "Mr. Wayne, with the broadcast of magic projection, I believe this year's World Cup will definitely be the most exciting one ever!"

Wizards who are unable to attend the event in person can watch the event in an immersive way through the broadcast, and the game scene will also have a more shocking visual performance.

Vincent was no longer modest. "Mr. President, I still believe that this year's World Cup will be the safest ever."

Veteran fans may not all be attracted by the novel magic projections, but it does greatly reduce the possibility of conflict.

Mustafa couldn't agree more with this statement.

He patted Vincent's palm affectionately, "Mr. Wayne, I heard that your progress in the Middle East is not going well?"

"A little bit, but I'm sure there will be good news soon."

Mustafa nodded. "I still have a certain influence over there. They will more or less give me some face."

He was an Egyptian wizard, and Egypt is located in the Middle East.

Vincent was delighted. "Mr. Chairman, thank you very much for your help. We will definitely complete the installation of the magic base station and magic projection as quickly as possible."

Mustafa smiled amiably, "Mr. Wayne, I should be thanking you for your help with Quidditch. The broadcast of the event will surely make more wizards fall in love with this sport."

"No, no, I have to thank Mr. Chairman for giving us the opportunity to broadcast."

"Mr. Wayne, that's because your invention is so great. I can already imagine the future where wizards can watch the game at home."

Scipio listened in silence as the two men flattered each other.

He quickly hugged their shoulders enthusiastically and said, "Mr. Chairman, Mr. Wayne, my stomach is growling with hunger. Let's go downstairs and enjoy dinner."

Vincent and Mustafa smiled at each other.

The three of them came to the flat performance area downstairs, where a long table had been set up next to a magic projection that was half a person's height.

The Italian Ministry of Magic staff sent to the Colosseum had already taken their seats.

The three of them sat down, and Scipio, who was in the main seat, raised the wine glass in front of him and said, "Buon appetito!"

As the glasses clinked, everyone sitting at the long table, regardless of position, status or age, had joyful smiles on their faces.

This atmosphere of equal treatment was particularly good. As guests, Vincent and Mustafa could no longer remember how many glasses of wine they had drunk in total.

After getting drunk, Scipio, who was in the host seat, even took the lead in dancing a traditional tarantella dance from southern Italy.

Infected by the atmosphere, everyone started dancing.

Vincent and Mustafa are no exception.

The dinner lasted until the early hours of the morning.

If most Italians didn't strictly control their alcohol consumption, I'm sure the party wouldn't really be over until daybreak.

Vincent returned to his hotel room and lay down to rest.

Italians are so welcoming. Next time I dine with them, I must prepare hangover medicine in advance.

After Meimei had a good sleep, he woke up and saw honey water with heat-keeping magic on the bedside table.

There was a note written by Hermione under the cup.

Vincent took a big sip of honey water first, then picked up the note.

The Middle East has agreed to cooperate with Wayne Enterprises, and Rinyin officially signed the magic contract this morning.

He glanced at the clock on the wall of the room and found that he had slept until noon.

It's all Scipio's fault. No matter how low the alcohol content of the wine is, you can't drink it glass after glass.

However, Mustafa's efficiency is still worth learning from for the British Ministry of Magic. He originally thought that the Middle East issue would not be resolved until tomorrow at the earliest.

Now that the magic governments of all countries around the world have reached an agreement, the boys will all arrive in a few days, and we can wait peacefully for the qualifiers in each major competition area to officially begin.

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December 7, 4 a.m.

Modena Bologna Airport, Italy,

After a passenger plane that took off from New York, USA, landed, a young couple dressed in matching outfits walked out of the airport slowly hand in hand, dragging their suitcases.

The summer sun was a bit strong, so the two people put on sunglasses as they were prepared.

There was a particularly eye-catching burgundy GT-R parked outside the airport, and next to it was an even more eye-catching royal blue Bugatti EB110.

Perhaps seeing the two people, the doors of two sports cars in the distance opened, and a girl in cool clothes and a boy in a suit got out of the cars respectively.

"Jenny! Over here!"

The girl in the young couple let go of each other's hands and strode towards the burgundy GT-R.

Her boyfriend looked unhappy, but he also walked over quickly with his luggage.

No matter how jealous he is, it is useless because his girlfriend is such a lively and cheerful girl with no scheming and a carefree personality.

By the time he managed to smile, his girlfriend who was running in front of him had already jumped onto the girl who was wearing cool clothes.

"Rin, I missed you so much!"

"Jennifer, can you come down first?"

The young couple who came from afar were Kenny and Jennifer.

They have graduated from Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. In addition to wanting to have a good graduation trip, they also wanted to visit friends they hadn't seen for a long time when they came to Italy to watch the Quidditch World Cup qualifiers.

Jennifer didn't hold Rin for too long and soon got off Rin.

She glanced at the boy standing in front of the royal blue Bugatti, grinned wickedly, and elbowed Rinne lightly.

"Not bad. I haven't seen you for over a year, and you've found a boyfriend."

Rinone rolled her eyes at her, "He's not my boyfriend, you should take a closer look at who he is."

Jennifer shook her head disapprovingly. "Why not admit it? No matter how hard you try, it will eventually come out."

She turned to look at the boy in the suit and felt that he seemed familiar.

"Hmm..." She had to get very close and look very carefully.

Kenny's face turned green when he saw this scene from afar.

As the jealous king of Ilvermorny, how could he allow his girlfriend to be so close to a strange man.

He quickened his pace and rushed over, his eyes fixed on the blond bastard's face.

Huh? Looks familiar?

You can’t do this to someone you know!

When Kenny's anger reached its peak, Jennifer screamed violently.

"Wayne!? You are Wayne!?"

Vincent nodded slightly at her, "It's me, absolutely."

When Kenny heard this, all the anger he had accumulated disappeared without a trace.

I haven't seen this bastard for more than a year. How come he has grown so fast and is even taller and stronger than me.

We couldn’t defeat them before, and we are even more unable to defeat them now.

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