This Hogwarts is not normal

The ideal is full, but the reality is very skinny.

Krum hadn't seen the beautiful foreign girl since the first match of the semi-finals.

One day, two days, three days...

He didn't see her again until Bulgaria advanced to the quarterfinals.

Being able to sit in the VIP seat, or even in the front row, her identity must be extraordinary.

It looks like he just graduated not long ago. Maybe he can't continue to watch the game in person because of work.

He should have listened to his agent. At least he knew the name and could have asked for it himself.

The world is so big, the chance of meeting her for the third time is probably close to zero.

It’s better to cheer up and focus on preparing for the finals.

8 month 14 day,

The Bulgarian team arrives in the UK.

They were now the favorites to win the championship, but when they walked into the Ministry of Magic to register their information, they were not surrounded by people.

However, the Director of the Department of Magical Sports and Games who was in charge of registering them was particularly enthusiastic, probably because he was once an internationally renowned sports star.

All members of the Bulgarian team are equipped with the most advanced flying brooms and firebolts, and the inspection process is quite fast.

Of course, compared to the usual efficiency of the British Ministry of Magic.

If it weren't for Bagman's warm reception, anyone would be angry if they were left out from morning to noon.

Before the Bulgarian team completely lost their patience, the relevant documents were finally approved.

However, in order to ensure the fairness of the final, their Firebolt will be temporarily handed over to the British Ministry of Magic for safekeeping until the final officially begins.

The organizer's requirements are not excessive. In the past, there have been many examples of teams drastically modifying the performance of their brooms, which ultimately led to serious accidents.

And it's not just for them, all teams are treated the same.

After leaving the Ministry of Magic, they first found a restaurant to eat something.

A taste of traditional British cuisine...

It’s not that you can’t eat it, just make do with it.

After eating, Krum suggested going to the stadium to take a look, and everyone agreed.

As a professional Quidditch player, you must familiarize yourself with the competition venue in advance.

Only Ivanova was able to detect Krum's abnormality.

There are still three days before the final. They arrived in the UK in the morning. Would it be a bit too hasty to go to the venue right after completing the registration?

Before leaving, she secretly found Krum's agent and found out the reason.

It's good to focus all your attention on the game, at least it can greatly reduce the possibility of being disturbed by off-field factors.

The group used the portkey provided by the Ministry of Magic to successfully reach the final venue in Devon.

For this Quidditch World Cup, the British Ministry of Magic built a new open-air stadium near the "National Park" in Dartmoor, which can accommodate 10 spectators.

Being able to complete such a huge project without being discovered by Muggles, the strength of the British Ministry of Magic is indeed not comparable to that of some small countries.

The Bulgarian team looked at the magnificent open-air stadium in front of them and couldn't help but feel excited.

In three days, they will face the Peruvian team here.

Win and advance.

Lost, quarterfinals.

The Bulgarian team's goal is certainly not just to reach the quarterfinals, they want to keep winning and eventually stand on the championship podium.

Krum followed the team members along the aisle of the audience seats to the top of the gymnasium, looking down at the stage where the final victory or defeat would be decided.

He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes full of confidence.

Years of hard training are just to successfully stand on this stage and prove whether you have the ability to win the glory of the championship.

Krum looked around the stadium, then closed his eyes as if he was feeling the cheers and applause of the fans.

When he opened his eyes again, they were already flashing with infinite confidence.

Ivanova, who had been standing quietly beside him, noticed his change sharply.

She was stunned for a moment, then raised the corners of her mouth as a matter of course.

Looking down at the stadium from above was obviously not enough. After obtaining the consent of the on-site staff, the group walked into the open stadium below.

There were several half-human-high alchemical devices scattered in the middle of the soft lawn. Judging from the "W" logo printed on them, they should be the magic projections used by Wayne Enterprises to enhance the visual effects of the game.

The Bulgarian team watched from afar with curiosity on their faces.

Those large iron blocks that look nothing special on the outside can actually project a light curtain of tens or hundreds of meters.

After being arranged and combined, they are enough to cover the entire stadium, but these on the lawn alone are obviously not enough to cover the entire open-air stadium.

Just as they were wondering, two wizards in suits walked in with anxious looks on their faces.

Two men, one tall and one fat, came to one of the magic projectors, squatted down, and carefully dismantled the outer shell.

"No way?" The tall one shouted, looking helplessly at the fat one next to him, "I can't fix this problem. The chairman must come here in person."

The fat one rolled his eyes. "The chairman is at the Ministry of Magic, otherwise there would be no need for us to come."

"What should we do?" the taller one said as he put the outer shell back on. "It was working fine all along. Why did it break down so soon before the final?"

He stood up with a sad face and squatted in front of the next equipment.

He opened the casing and took a look. "It's the same problem again? How could something made by the chairman be so fragile? Do you think it's possible that someone tampered with it?"

The fat man quickly shut up: "Boye, don't talk nonsense, aren't those old men going to join in to develop the market for magic base stations? How dare they do anything?"

Bo Ye curled his lips, "Fanni, all the malfunctioning equipment is domestic, this is too much of a coincidence.

Besides, although my alchemy skills are not as good as the chairman's, I have also obtained an advanced certificate."

It is indeed too coincidental, but it is better to be cautious before there is evidence.

Fanni pulled up his sleeves to reveal the magic communicator, "Don't worry about this for now, let's notify the chairman first."

He tapped on a head portrait on the projection screen.

At the same time, in the Department of Magic,

Vincent, who was concentrating on repairing the magic projection, received a video call request.

Hermione beside him helped him take off the magical communicator and clicked to agree.

Fanny's big face almost filled the entire projection screen. "Uh - Miss Granger? Is the chairman next to you?"

Hermione nodded. "He's still busy. Are you having trouble over there?"

"Yeah, that rookie Boye said he couldn't understand it right after he opened the shell. We have to let the chairman..."

Before Fanni could finish his words, his whole face was pushed into a corner by Bo Ye.

"Ms. Granger, don't listen to the fat guy's nonsense. The cause of the failure this time is quite complicated. It seems that the chairman needs to come here in person."

Hermione glanced at Vincent who was replacing parts, "He's busy right now, how about I come over with the design."

Bo Ye was pushed out of the light curtain by Fanni's big head. "That's great. If it can't be repaired even with the design drawings, Bo Ye might as well just guard the door with Sasim and the others."

"How dare you say bad things about me, Fatty!"

The light curtain shook violently, and soon Bo Ye knocked a fat hand away with his forehead, "Miss Granger, we will wait for you at the gymnasium."

There was another violent shaking, followed by the sound of fighting.

Hermione ended the call with a look of confusion.

Compared to the dark wizard gang in Knockturn Alley that once had a 100% completion rate for commissions, she definitely prefers this group of funny people who often fight and bicker.

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