[Soccer+HP] Mario and the Vanishing King

For Mario, today is a big day in his life.

Not only because he embarked on a journey to England for the first time in his life, but more importantly, he actually - he couldn't believe his luck - actually went on the road in the company of an adult wizard.

After Mr. Royce's speech in the living room a few days ago, the Gotze family finally figured out the ins and outs of Mario and this Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Mario obviously inherited the magic gene from his mother, and his name was recorded by the German Ministry of Magic as soon as he was born.It was just evident that they had no intention of arranging a foreign school for him at the time.After all, every country has a proud magic school, just like Hogwarts in the UK, Beauxbatons in France, and the top three magic schools in Europe, located in Scandinavia. Durmstrang near the navea peninsula.However, if you are lucky enough to meet a wizard in Germany, they will all be proud of Zuberg. This magic school founded in Germany has always been popular for teaching more localized magic courses. The reason why they seldom go to foreign countries to study.

But after 1998, the most famous wizarding school in the wizarding world finally opened its doors, and Hogwarts admission letters began to be sent all over Europe by tired owls.Although almost no one can say clearly about the principles of their selection of students, in short, Mario's name has been written on the Hogwarts freshman list since then, and after his 11th birthday, a group of students will be sent out. An owl delivered the letter to him.

After nearly a week of preparations, Mario finally got on the train to England.In addition to the parents, there is Mr. Royce who volunteered, and of course, Marco who is with his father as a matter of course.

According to Mr. Royce himself, he had been to London several times on business. ("That was a near miss!" Mr. Royce said with wide-eyed eyes.) So this time he enthusiastically recommended himself as the guide of the Gotze family, and the bewildered Mr. and Mrs. Gotze gratefully invited him to join them. Together, lest you arrive in London but don't know how to buy those weird magic supplies.

Of course, the journey was clearly not all smooth sailing.

Marco had to remind his father repeatedly that he was an employee of the Ministry of Magic and should always abide by the "Muggle Secrecy Act", and even threatened him to tell his mother everything, which allowed Mr. Royce to sit in his seat peacefully Instead of standing up every 10 minutes and trying to cast a speeding spell on the train to make it go faster.

"How can they stand it taking so long to get from one place to another?" Mr. Royce muttered incessantly in his seat.

"I think trains are much faster than brooms and flying carpets." Marco said seriously.

"We have Apparition!" Mr. Royce protested disapprovingly.

"But not everyone can apparate..."

Mr. Royce fell silent.

Mr. and Mrs. Goetze listened nervously to the conversation, unsure whether to ask about terms they knew nothing about.But later, they found that they seemed to be the only ones in this box who expressed doubts about these terms—in fact, there was no one else in the box except the five of them.So in the end they decided to keep their mouths shut so as not to appear disrespectful in front of Mr. Royce.

Mario didn't have so many worries.He was too curious about Marco's wizard family, and kept pulling Marco to ask questions.

"You said that your whole family is a wizard, so you must have learned a lot of magic since childhood?"

"I don't think it's any different... Mom never let me learn spells too early, she said children's magic power is unstable..." Marco seemed a little frustrated, "I've always envied that Muggle children can go to school and have many Friends, I can only face my two sisters at home...I mean, I don't hate them, I just hope to have some friends."

"But I don't think there's anything wrong with that... I go to school, but I don't have many friends. Because inexplicable things always happen to me, everyone thinks I'm a freak." Mario said sincerely.He told Marco about his unpleasant encounters at school.

Marco seemed to be in a better mood. "But I can't complain, my mother has allowed me to ride a broom in the yard and play Quidditch since I was five years old!"

"Qui... what?" Mario asked in confusion.

"I'm sorry, I forgot that you don't understand..." Marco said quickly.Then he began to talk about the four balls, the positions of the seven players, and vividly talked about the games he and his father went to, and even mentioned that one of his sisters was a batter for the famous Hornets team in Germany .

"This Quidditch sounds a bit like a football," Mario concluded, when Marco paused to catch his breath.

Marco frowned and thought for a moment.

"You mean a game where 22 guys run around chasing a flightless ball and no brooms are allowed?"

Mario digested this description for a long time, then nodded with difficulty.

"Oh, I've seen this game, it's on a...what's your name? TV? I saw it on there!" He said excitedly, "So, it's a bit like Quidditch! But Quidditch Qi is obviously more exciting!"

"You know TV?" Mario asked in surprise, because Mr. Royce gave him the feeling that he lived in the last century.

Marco nodded triumphantly. "I love watching Muggle kids, so I learned a lot about Muggles! Their costumes are amazing, in all styles and colors, unlike us who only have a variety of robes... and their lives are very Interesting, once I followed a few Muggle kids to the shop below Leeds Road, and I saw the TV in the window, and it seemed that the game you mentioned called football was playing in it!"

"I've always been very curious, how did they play games in such a small box?" Marco asked.

Mario had to explain to him that those players were actually competing in another place, but everyone was able to see their actions from all over the world at the same time on TV.

"Amazing!" Mr. Royce interrupted suddenly. "They can Apparate so quickly?"

"I don't think you're talking about Apparating, Mr. Royce." Mario didn't know how to explain, "They're still in place, it's just..."

Fortunately, Mr. Goetze joined in at the right time and began to explain to Mr. Royce how the TV works, which caused Mr. Royce to let out loud admiration every few moments.

"Do you all use electricity?" Mario was a little puzzled.

"Mostly we don't because we use magic," Marco explained, "and there's almost nothing that can't be done with magic, so most wizarding families can't imagine life without it... I still think electricity is a very Amazing stuff! It keeps Muggles alive and well without magic!"

"And... Don't look at my dad always complaining about the train, in fact, he is very interested in Muggles!" Marco whispered with a smile.

Mario turned his head and looked at Mr. Royce, who was talking happily with his father, and felt that Marco's words were very credible.

After Mr. Royce's No.20 complained seven times, the train finally stopped at Paddington station.After getting off the bus, Mr. Royce studied the subway map for 10 minutes with great interest, and finally decided to ask Mr. Gotze to buy a subway ticket.

Fortunately, Mr. Gotze had been to London when he participated in the academic exchange meeting before.Although London's subway lines are complex, it is not at all clueless, but if a wizard is expected to be able to use the subway transportation proficiently, it is obviously too demanding. After all, most wizards lack understanding of the Muggle world.

This can be easily seen from Mr. Royce.On the subway, Mr. Royce's baseball jacket and board shorts drew eyebrows from commuters.Although Londoners are used to seeing all kinds of strange clothes on the subway, it is clear that Mr Royce's outfit is beyond their recognition.

Even Marco consciously kept a distance from him.

Not only that, but this strangely dressed adult man was yelling at the train doors every time they opened and closed, saying "this is amazing!" So when they finally arrived at the station, Roy A vacuum was tacitly left around Mr. Si, and no one was willing to stand in it.

Mr. Royce, however, was apparently not distracted by this.When he was stuck by the exit turnstile, he was amused by his own appearance, and he shook hands with the staff who came to rescue him.After finally getting rid of the automatic turnstiles, escalators and vending machines, Mr. Royce led them through street after street, and finally stopped on a busy pedestrian street.

"Here it is!" said Mr. Royce confidently.

Mario hurriedly looked forward and found that they were parked between two stores at the moment.On the left is a bookstore with a lot of traffic, and on the right is a record store with few people.

"A few years ago, this store was overcrowded. It seems that the Muggle record industry is not doing well." Mr. Royce blinked. "Do you see anything special?"

Mario shook his head.It's just an ordinary street, full of ordinary people.

"Look carefully." Mr. Royce said with a smile.

Mario stared at it for a while, and found that there was an old wooden door between the two stores. If Mr. Royce hadn't reminded him, he probably wouldn't have noticed it.However, Mario soon noticed something unusual. There were many pedestrians passing by on this street, but people didn't even look at it. Their eyes only fell on the shops on both sides of it. Of course, more people fell on it. In that bookstore.Mario had a strange feeling that only they could see the door.

"The Broken Axe! A very famous place," said Mr. Royce, pushing them all in.

This is a dirty and small bar, the interior is very dark, and it seems to be incompatible with its "famous" status.Mr. and Mrs. Gotze looked uneasily at an old woman in the corner. She was wearing a dark green robe that stretched to the floor, and she was curled up on the seat, smoking a long pipe, with ominous purple smoke from time to time. smoke.

The patrons of this bar do not seem so normal.At the round table next to it sat three bandaged people, who were tightly wrapped in bandages from top to bottom, and were drinking wine glass after glass from a gap in their faces.Not far away, there is a couple who are arguing. They both wear tall pointed hats, and the man's hat is still green.

On the other side, a man who looked like he had a fishbowl on his head was asking the owner at the bar for a glass of wine.

"New Bubble Curse? Forry?" The barkeeper handed over the full glass.

The man grinned, and several bubbles popped out of his mouth.With a wave of his hand, the fish tank on his head disappeared. He raised his head and drank the glass of wine, and then shook his head and said: "It's terrible, this is already No. 16 times. The duration is always too long." short."

Mr Royce left them where they were and went to talk to the boss himself and then got permission.So he came back and led them through the narrow aisle in front of the bar and into a small courtyard surrounded by walls.

There is almost nothing here except a trash can.

"Are you ready?" Mr. Royce stood in front of the trash can and asked seriously.

Although he felt that the scene in front of him was a bit funny, Mario followed Marco and nodded.Mr. Royce motioned the Gotzes to back away, then reached into his baseball shirt pocket.

Mario watched dumbfounded as a stick was pulled out of the tiny pocket, and he'd bet it was at least ten inches long.

Mr. Royce raised the stick in his hand and began to count the bricks on the wall above the dustbin. "Count up to three yuan...and then count down to two yuan..." He muttered in a low voice, "Okay, everyone stand back now."

He tapped a brick three times with a wooden stick.

So the brick he knocked on vibrated, driving the bricks on both sides to start moving together.A small hole appeared in the middle of the wall, and soon the hole grew bigger and bigger, and in a few moments a brick arch was formed.

What appeared in front of them was a winding cobbled street with no end in sight.

"Welcome!" Mr. Royce turned his head and said with a smile, "Welcome to Diagon Alley!"

Mario just thinks that his eyes are not enough, and Marco seems to be relieved to think so too.

They were all looking around along the way, wishing they could have a few more pairs of eyes to see everything.They were surrounded by bustling shops, and the nearest one had a tall stack of cauldrons at the door, with a sign above it that read:

Copper-brass-pewter-silver crucibles, complete models, automatic stirring-foldable.

Farther away, it seemed to be a pet shop, and the sounds of various familiar or unfamiliar animals kept coming and going.What interested Mario the most were the cages hanging at the door, and there was a beautiful owl standing inside each cage.Their feathers are smooth and soft, and their calls are crisp, which is very pleasing.

Then they came to a window full of children, and through the gaps in the crowd, all they could see was a long wooden handle with the words "Fire/Crossbow/Arrow 2.0" on it.

"An improved version of Fire/Crossbow/Arrow, just released this year!" one of the boys shouted, "Mom, can I get one?"

"Freshmen are not allowed to bring their own broomsticks," his mother said sternly, and took him away.

From the gap where the boy left, Mario saw a beautifully shaped broom with a delicate brass seat on the handle.Marco rushed over at once.

"Mario, look! This is a broomstick!" He nearly pressed his nose to the window, "Fire/Crossbow/Arrow modified, the fastest broom in the world right now! God, if only I could have a— —”

He turned to look at his father. "Please, Dad!"

Mr. Royce shook his head in a rare and serious manner, and Marco had no choice but to follow them reluctantly.

"This is Gringotts, the wizard's bank." Mr. Royce introduced.

Mario raised his head and found a white building standing tall in front of him.The whole building is white, as if it was made of very precious stones, but it is built crookedly, but somehow it feels very solid.In the middle of the building stood a shiny bronze gate, and beside it stood a small figure in a uniform of red and gold.

"That's goblins," Mr. Royce whispered in their ears. "They're very clever, so be polite to them."

The goblin at the door bowed to them and led them to the second door.This is a silver door, and a text is engraved on the two doors:

Come in, stranger, but be careful

What is the end of insatiable greed,

Blindly ask for, get for nothing,

will be severely punished,

So if you want to take it from our underground vault

A treasure that was never yours,

Thief, you have been warned,

Beware that what you find is not treasure, but evil reward.

"People say that if you want to rob this bank, you are probably crazy. It is said that their vaults are guarded by real dragons. There is no other bank in Europe that is more secure than this one." Mr Royce said.

At this moment they were led by two goblins into a tall marble hall.There were at least a hundred goblins in the hall sitting behind a row of long cabinets, some weighing various gold coins and precious stones on scales, and others doing registers.There are countless doors around the hall, and many goblins guide people coming and going in and out of these doors. It seems that these doors lead to different places.

"Good afternoon," said Mr Royce politely to a goblin, "we need some money in Muggle coin."

"Go straight and turn right at the counter." The goblin replied.

"Shall we separate here first?" Mr. Royce suggested, "You exchange over there, and Marco and I will go to Curry to get some money. See you at the door later?"

Both the Gotzes and Mario nodded.

"See you later!" Marco left with his father after finishing.

Mario watched them being led through a door by a goblin, and was regretting that he hadn't had the chance to see the Gringotts vault, when his mother turned to the goblin and said, "Hello, We need to withdraw some money from Mr Mario Gotze's vault."

"Have you got his key, madam?" asked the goblin.

Mrs. Gotze nodded.Mario watched dumbfounded as his mother fumbled in the backpack for a while, took out a small key and handed it over.What was even more surprising was that the goblin nodded after careful inspection.

"It should be all right, ma'am," said the goblin, "follow me please."

"The key is hidden in the second letter my uncle left me." Mrs. Gotze found out the surprise of her husband and son, and explained in a low voice, "Uncle said he left all his property here. He seems to have entrusted the bank , once a wizard appears among the descendants, the property will be transferred to this person's name. Then he put the key in the second letter and left it to me."

The goblin opened a door for them, and Mario was taken aback.What appeared before his eyes was no longer a marble hall, but a narrow stone corridor, with many burning torches inserted on both sides, illuminating the corridor brightly.The stone corridor is a steep downhill, and there is a small railway below.

The goblin blew a whistle, and a small cart sprinted toward them along the track, then slammed to a stop in front of them.

The Gotze family finally climbed into the small cart, and they let the car set off as soon as they were seated.Mario noticed that the cart didn't need a driver at all. It deftly turned left and right on the railway track, chose the fork, and rattled forward by itself.

Mario felt them sinking deeper and deeper into the oncoming cold wind.He was almost sure they were deep underground, because he had just seen an underground lake on the road.

When the cart finally stopped in front of a small gate, the Gotzes felt a sense of relief.They climbed out of the car one by one more clumsily than when they climbed in, and then leaned against the wall next to them, gasping for breath.

The goblin went straight to the small door, put the key in the lock and turned it lightly.The seemingly heavy door slid open lightly, and a thick smoke came out from inside. After the smoke cleared, everything in front of them made the Gotze family gasp.

Piles of gold coins, silver coins, and more bronze coins—they stood before a mountain of coins.

Mario never dreamed that he would own so much wealth overnight.

The author has something to say: *The magic school in Germany is my own second design: Zuberg School of Magic (the name comes from the German "wizard" word "Derzauberer" translated by Baidu machine), founded in 1039 AD.Although it does not belong to one of the three major magic schools in Europe, every German wizard is proud of it, which is why German wizard children rarely go to school abroad. After 1998, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the United Kingdom recruited students from all over Europe. Although Zuberg was affected by some influences, he was still very popular with wizarding parents in his country.