This Hogwarts is not normal

Bagman thought he had misheard at first, until Fred pressed the bag of money into his hands. He suddenly felt like crying.

After talking until his mouth was dry, he finally succeeded in making the two extremely suspicious children believe him.

"Okay, which team are you going to buy?"

The twins stared at him with a smile, "Bulgarian team."

Bagman nodded. "Bulgaria 1 to 0.2, do you have any objections?"

These odds...

After all, even a fool knows which team to buy, so let the odds be lower.

After confirming the bet, George asked curiously, "Mr. Bagman, what are the odds for the Peruvian team?"

"1 to 10." Bagman smiled very brightly. "Kids, it's not too late for you to regret now."

“No, we won’t regret it.”

He put away the money bag with regret, "What a pity! If the Peruvian team fails to win, it will cost thousands of Galleons."

The twins blinked their big eyes and watched his performance quietly.

Only compulsive gamblers would choose to gamble on small probabilities. Smart people either don't gamble at all, or gamble on something with a greater chance of winning.

Bagman coughed awkwardly. "We will adjust the odds in real time according to the situation of the game. The high odds of 1 to 10 may only be available during the period before the game starts."

The twins shook their heads with determined eyes.

This may be enough to appease other children, but if you want to appease the smart and clever Weasley twins? Dream on!

Bagman felt a little guilty when being stared at. "Since you have made up your mind, I won't say anything more."

He waved gently at the two of them, "After the game, you can always come to me to claim your prize."

After saying that, he walked quickly towards the VIP box, looking like he was running away.

He tried his best to persuade the two children but failed, and no matter how thick-skinned he was, he was unwilling to stay any longer.

But he had only taken a few steps when the twins behind him cheered loudly.

"Great! Now we have 120 gold galleons!"

“Although the wins were a bit small, it’s enough for us to buy a few more games.”

Bagman stumbled and trotted into the VIP box without looking back.

It's just 20 Galleons, it's not like he can't afford to lose.

As long as the twins keep buying, he will have plenty of chances to win it back.

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the other side,

When the twins returned to the box, they found that Fudge had come over.

It would be fine if he was alone, but why did he bring his pet here?

The big pink toad, which could only speak human language, gave them goose bumps when it opened its mouth.

"Mr. Black, I didn't expect you to have such a wide range of social contacts."

Sirius replied casually, "I prefer to be with children."

Umbridge did not make herself looked silly, she quietly retreated behind Fudge.

After some meaningless greetings, the two annoying guys finally left.

The twins cheered immediately, "We won, the Minister escaped with his pet!"

Seeing Molly coming towards them aggressively, they quickly ran away, one to the left and one to the right.

But to be honest, Umbridge is really like Fudge's pet.

Once something happens, she will definitely be the first to pop up and bark.

Based on everyone's reaction to her, Fudge will modify his strategies appropriately and eventually find a balance.

The current glory of the British Ministry of Magic is definitely due to the contribution of these two people.

No matter how big the box was, or how fast the twins ran, they were eventually caught by Molly.

She grabbed one of the ears with one hand and started lecturing.

After a full half hour, the twins were finally released with a listless look on their faces.

But they soon regained their spirits because the game was about to begin.

9pm,

Bagman's rough and loud voice was transmitted to the ears of more than 300,000 wizards in Dartmoor through the amplification charm.

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

The magic projection instantly switched the advertisement that was originally playing to the contestants' backstage lounge.

The Bulgarian and Peruvian teams are ready to go, and they all face the camera with confidence.

"It's him!" Ron pointed at Krum on the screen, "Harry, he's the world's number one seeker!"

As a fellow Seeker, Harry had of course heard of Krum's name.

Ron's expression was extremely excited, "He also used Firebolt!"

Without being reminded, Harry could see the extremely conspicuous Firebolt in Krum's hand in the huge light screen.

If Draco were here, he would definitely make a harsh remark.

But he is a professional player after all, so it is really an exaggeration to compare him with others.

The fans in the audience burst into cheers, and then the magic projection dimmed.

Bagman's voice sounded again: "Enough of the nonsense, let's welcome the two players to the stage!"

A huge meteorite suddenly fell on the grass in the middle of the stadium. Amid the realistic explosion effects, the Bulgarian team members emerged from the flames one by one riding on firebolts.

Suddenly, a huge black shadow loomed over the entire stadium.

Under the cover of night, something seemed to be coming.

"Roar!!!" A deep and powerful voice suddenly rang out.

More than 300,000 wizards simultaneously raised their heads and looked towards the dark night sky.

"Roar!!!" Along with the roar, a huge brass head broke through the clouds and appeared in front of everyone.

"It's a fire dragon!" A fan sitting at the top recognized it.

But he soon became confused again.

The largest fire dragon in existence in the wizarding world is the Ukrainian Ironbelly, and it can only grow to a maximum of fifty feet. It cannot be compared with the behemoth in the sky with half of its head slowly emerging.

"Is this a special effect of magic projection?"

"Merlin's beard! The effect is so realistic!"

At this moment, the huge monster in the sky opened its mouth.

Its teeth emitted strange black smoke, as if they were highly poisonous.

"Roar!!!" It roared and spewed out a cloud of poisonous mist that enveloped the entire stadium.

Although everyone knew it was an illusion, they still subconsciously covered their noses and mouths.

The thick poisonous fog covered the outside of the stadium, and the fans who were originally full of regret were able to experience the immersive effect of the magic projection.

While everyone was unable to see anything, the roar of a fire dragon was heard again from the center of the arena.

This voice drove away the poisonous fog, and everyone could finally see the appearance of the fire dragon clearly.

It had a terrifying height that overlooked the entire gymnasium, and smooth bronze scales, a black ridge extending from its neck to its tail, and under its long horns were a pair of fierce eyes that were too ferocious to look directly at.

"It's the Peruvian Venomtooth Dragon!"

Everyone recognized it.

"Roar!!!" Another wave of poisonous fog covered the entire place.

This time the poisonous fog was not as thick as before, and everyone could vaguely see a few blurry figures in the air.

No extra introduction is needed, they are the other team playing tonight, the Peruvian team.

By the time the poisonous fog slowly dissipated, the fire dragon in the middle of the field had long disappeared, leaving only two teams standing in the air ready to go.

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