"It's over! It's over!"

There was a silent beating of gongs in the distance, and countless shouts of excitement.

Countless lights appeared in the forest at the other end of the camp, and the lights instantly lit up the night, guiding the watching wizards to the Quidditch pitch.

There is still an anti-apparition spell in the passage, and the surrounding pedestrians are constantly pushing and shoving, just like ordinary people queuing up to enter the venue.

"It's going to be the year of the monkey!" Sirius muttered, and extremely fine black hair began to appear on his body.

"Merlin's ripped boots! Where did the big black dog come from!"

The wizards around screamed and shrank to the side in fear to avoid touching Sirius' big black Animagus dog.

In fact, Sirius also tried the Animagus transformation of magical creatures, but due to bad luck, the first practice was unsuccessful.

If a three-headed dog appeared at the venue, it might not be as simple as arousing the fear of the wizards around.

"Sirius, this is too much..." Arthur Weasley said with a guilty conscience, his cheeks flushed.

"Wang!"

Except for Kong Nuo, the other Animagus were basically unable to speak out. Sirius could only turn his head and bark, signaling a group of people to follow behind him.

The big black dog was huge in size, and quickly opened a path, becoming the first group of people to enter the Quidditch pitch.

As he approached the pitch, Conno raised his head, trying to see the whole Quidditch pitch as clearly as possible.

As a well-known sport in all wizarding worlds, wizards did not take any tricks in the construction of the Quidditch pitch.

The stadium as a whole is made of various thick steel pipes that are easy to disassemble and transport. From a distance, it looks a bit similar to the Bird's Nest Stadium seen in the previous life.

Ordinary people need four years to complete a splendid building like the Bird's Nest Stadium after careful design and overcoming difficulties.

As if aware that Conno was observing the Quidditch pitch, Arthur said with a little pride: "How about it! It's magnificent! It took us a lot of work!"

"This Quidditch stadium can accommodate 10 people to watch the game together! The staff of the Ministry of Magic have been busy for a whole year before it is completed! Every inch has a Muggle expulsion spell!"

In this world, wizards are indeed favored people. They only need to wave their wands and cast magic, and it only takes one year to complete a similar building.

Even their focus wasn't on building the Quidditch pitch, but on casting Muggle-repelling spells on the surrounding land.

The entrance is still manual ticket checking. Two burly wizards stand on both sides of the entrance, and a witch is in charge of checking the tickets.

Once the kind of people who fish in troubled waters appear, two burly wizards will take action to let the fare-evading wizards appreciate the charm of magic.

Although the Weasley family was relatively poor, Arthur still got the first-class ticket in the top box by virtue of his connections in the Ministry of Magic and the advantage of being backed by the Weasley pure-blood family.

As the Quidditch game is a magical sporting event in the sky, the top box is undoubtedly the best place to watch the game, and it is easiest to catch the movements of the players.

The decoration in the box is also very good. Compared with the hard leather stools in the ordinary places, the seats here are all gold-plated seats with purple suede, which are very soft to sit on.

As a popular sporting event, advertising is naturally essential.

With a deafening thunder, a red and white light exploded from the distant curtain, and a fist suddenly appeared, accompanied by a string of advertising words:

"The savior of wizards! Martial arts! The best helper to save you in duels! The comprehensive innovation of duel skills! Let you knock down your opponents with the fastest speed!"

"We are located at the junction of Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley, and the actual combat effects are absolutely top-notch! Action is worse than action! Come and join us! The next duel champion is you!"

The Weasley twins even jumped up and shouted with great excitement: "Professor Kong! Look! That's an advertisement we designed! I didn't expect the real effect to be so shocking!"

"It's really talented!" Kong Nuo nodded in praise.

In addition to the advertisements for martial arts gyms, a series of advertisements for broomsticks, magic stain remover, and out-of-the-ordinary tailor-made clothing stores also appeared.

I don't know how Williamson and Lucius discussed it. Among them, the martial arts gym has the most advertisements. Almost one of the three advertisements that appear is about the martial arts gym.

These advertisements are not just slogans, but also include part of the training experience of wizards.

Amidst the surprise of the audience, the comments about the training experience of the England team members also appeared on it.

Averting his eyes from the advertising curtain, Kong Nuo looked around and saw a trembling little figure sitting in the front row of him, "Why is there a house elf here?"

At this time, there were not many people in the box, and the attention of others was immediately attracted. Several students even gathered behind the house-elf.

"There are still wild house-elves in the world?" Fred rubbed his hands, "I wonder if they can be claimed home?"

"Don't make trouble!" Arthur said quickly, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be the house elf of Mr. Crouch's family."

"Barty Crouch? That ruthless guy?" Sirius immediately asked in a disdainful voice.

The house-elf who was still trembling first screamed, then turned to Sirius and shouted: "Sir! You must not insult the great master! This is wrong!"

"It's really great!" Sirius sneered, "He and Fudge joined forces and sent me to Azkaban in the shortest time. Oh! That's right! Crouch didn't even spare his own children, and sent me to Azkaban together. Azkaban!"

"What about killing a child to prove the truth!" Kong Nuo raised his eyebrows, feeling that there must be something in it, "Speaking carefully, why didn't I let my child go."

Arthur patted Sirius on the shoulder, "Ahem...it's probably not good to say it here, after all, this is Mr. Crouch's house elf."

"Everyone knows this!" Sirius said indifferently, "If Crouch's child was not a real Death Eater, he would not have lost his position as Minister of Magic."

"Because of his own child, he ruined the position of Minister of Magic that should belong to him. It is not unreasonable for Fudge to be called the luckiest Minister of Magic!"

At this time, Fudge's voice suddenly came from the door: "Yes! Of course I am very lucky! This year's England team is so competitive!"

"Who would have thought that? They haven't played well in the past few years... Yes! Yes! Yes! I knew the news that they swept all the way to the finals, and I thought I was in a dream!"

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