[Soccer+HP] Mario and the Vanishing King

The Gotzes thought they must be the strangest people in the station.Because since entering the station, they have attracted the attention of passers-by along the way.Although Britain is a country known for its gentlemen, Mario still felt that it was not easy for those people to resist the urge to point at them.

Because their outfits are really eye-catching.

They were pushing a trolley containing a large box he was taking to school, and on top of the box was a large cage in which stood an alert barn owl.Mario had already named it—Granco, which he had found in a book, and it sounded like a perfect match for its imposing posture.

The last days of the holiday were spent in Diagon Alley.

To avoid the hassle of traveling back and forth between Germany and England, the Gotzes had been staying in a guest room above the Broken Ax until September [-] before sending Mario to the station.So Mario was able to soak in Diagon Alley every day. Not only did he buy a suitable robe, but he also read many interesting books in Lihen Bookstore, one of which was about owls.In the book, he learned that owls do not actually need a mailing address (although people often write out addresses out of habit), they are always miraculously able to accurately deliver letters to the recipients.

Witnessing their son's talent for communicating with owls, the Gotzes decided to give their son a real owl as a gift, and Mario fell in love with this beautiful barn owl at the first sight of the owl shop.In the next few days, Mario stayed with Grank every day. Fortunately, the bar owner and the waitresses here are very used to owls, otherwise, the dead rats that appear in the room every day are enough to cause headaches. .

Mr. Royce and Marco said goodbye to them on the day they finished shopping. According to Marco, Dad had to hurry up to visit an old friend in England.According to Marco, when Mr. Royce came to London on a business trip, the Second World War in the British wizarding world had not yet ended, and the reason why Mr. Royce was able to escape the clutches of the Death Eaters and return to Germany safely was related to this The help of a friend is inseparable.

However, when the Gotze family stood between platforms 9 and 10 at King's Cross Station, it was inevitable to wonder if Mr. Royce forgot to tell them something before he left, such as which bricks to knock on the wall Or something like that, otherwise how could they have a ticket that said platform nine and three-quarters, but there is no such platform number in the station at all.

Mr. Gotze even tried to ask the staff on the platform, but the guard became furious and kept asking if they were a prank interview conducted by the TV station, trying to embarrass him on the spot.Mario also ran to check the train timetable, but found that there was no train that departed at 11 o'clock.

Now they stood helplessly between the two platforms, pushing a large cage containing an owl, and Grank hooted more and more fidgety.

"I still suggest that you have some lunch first, sir. I'm afraid the food in the car will not suit your appetite."

"I still want to get on the train before eating. It's almost 11 o'clock. Which platform are we on?"

"Platform nine and three-quarters, sir."

There was a voice coming from the side, and Mario noticed that "Platform Nine and Three Quarters" appeared in the conversation, so he quickly turned around to check, only to find a familiar figure—the one he met at Lihen Bookstore. The fair-haired boy, accompanied by an old gentleman, was speaking to him respectfully.

Although the last time we met was not so pleasant, Mario decided to inquire about it, which was better than waiting in place and missing the driving time.

"Sorry to bother you! Do you know how to get to platform nine and three-quarters?" Mario asked the old gentleman politely.

"Are you going to Hogwarts too?" the old gentleman asked kindly.

Mario nodded.

"Ah, so is our young master." The old gentleman pointed to the boy.

The boy whom the clerk called "Mr. Schurrle" obviously recognized Mario and also remembered the unpleasant meeting.But he just nodded to him blankly and didn't poke.

"I... neither of my parents is a wizard, so..." Mario swallowed nervously, afraid that the boy would make the old gentleman not help him.

"It's okay, it's okay..." the old gentleman said empathetically, "Even a child from a wizard family won't know how to do it for the first time unless someone teaches them. So don't be nervous, kid."

"Don't worry, you just need to walk towards the partition wall between platforms 9 and 10." The old man leaned down and pointed to him. "Don't be afraid, just go straight in. If you feel nervous, just trot over there .”

"Okay... okay," said Mario.

"You go first, our young master will follow you."

The Gotzes also came over and handed the cart to their son.

"Oh, I'm afraid you can't go through, sir and madam. This partition wall only allows people with magic to pass through." The old gentleman said politely to the Gotzes.

So the Gotzes had to hug their son in advance as a farewell before going to school.

"I'll send you a letter, Mom." Mario kissed his mother on the cheek, and Mr. Gotze patted his son on the shoulder.

Mario turned the cart to get ready, staring desperately at the wall - it looked very solid.He began to push the car towards the partition wall, and was squeezed by passengers rushing to platforms 9 and 10, so he quickened his pace and rushed towards the wall at a trot.

He ran faster and faster, the wall was getting closer - he couldn't control the cart to turn it now - he was only one step away from the wall - he closed his eyes and prepared to hit go up—

However nothing happened.

He pushed the cart and continued to run forward.

Mario stopped, opened his closed eyes, and found that in front of him was a crimson steam locomotive, parked beside a platform full of passengers.A sign on the train read: Hogwarts Express, eleven o'clock.He looked back and saw that what should have been a partition wall had become a wrought-iron archway with the words: Platform 9 3/4.

He succeeded!

Smoke from the steam locomotive hung over the chattering crowd, owls hooted one after another, and Glencoe screamed excitedly in response to an unknown owl.Mario looked back and saw that the boy surnamed Xuerle and the old gentleman also came to the platform through the partition wall, and he hurried over to thank them.

"Thank you, sir!" said Mario gratefully.

"You're welcome, kid." The old man responded with a smile.

"Thank you too. It was our fault that we didn't have a good meeting last time. I hope you don't mind." Mario said and held out his hand. "My name is Mario Gotze. Nice to meet you!"

The boy seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then held out his hand too. "Andre Schurrle." They shook hands.

"Hey, Mario!"

Mario heard someone calling his name, so he hurriedly said goodbye to Andre and ran forward.

The station was bustling with wizarding parents who were dropping their children off at school.Among the hum of people talking and the noise of dragging heavy luggage, Mario managed to distinguish the voice calling him.

"Mario! Come here!"

He pushed the cart and ran over, and sure enough, he saw Marco waving at him.

"It seems that Dad forgot to tell you how to get to the platform." When Mario came to him, Marco said guiltily, "I'm sorry, Dad is always so careless."

"It's okay!" Mario said with a smile, "I asked the right person, so it worked! Guess who I just saw?"

"Who?"

"That 'Mr. Schurrle'!"

"Him?" Marco frowned.

"Don't be like this..." Mario patted him on the shoulder, "If it wasn't for his help, I don't think I would have come in before the departure today. Shall we find a seat first?"

Marco nodded, and the two worked together to lift their boxes up.

"Shall we change into our robes when we get to the station?" They finally found an empty box near the rear of the car, and after putting everything away, Marco suggested, "Let's change into our robes now." It always feels weird."

"I think so too." Mario nodded.

Not long after they sat down, the train blew its whistle and started to move.Mario looked out the window, mothers were waving at their children, and younger children were running after the train until the train began to pick up speed and they were left far behind.

The train turned a corner, and the station and the crowd were completely out of sight.

"I wish I had some wizarding brothers and sisters," Mario whispered enviously, looking away from the window.

"When you really have a few wizard brothers or sisters, you won't think so. Really," Marko said, "When I was young, my sisters always tried to make me look like a goblin. "He spread his hands. "And having younger siblings isn't much better, there's a Kyle's on the other block, and their little sister keeps blowing up the kitchen. Sebastian complains every time he sees me, and I am particularly envious that I can leave Germany to go to school. He went to my father’s magic school called Zuberg, and many German wizards graduated from there.”

"By the way, have you tried the spells in the book?" Marco asked.

Mario shook his head. "I've never been exposed to magic before, and I'm worried that I won't be able to learn it..."

"No one is born with it!" Marco said, "But since we are already on the train, we should be able to use magic, right? To be honest, I read the book of Charms, and I am particularly interested in this spell. He pointed to the page in the book marked "Levitation Charm."

"If I learn this, I can just move my food off the table without getting out of bed!" he said happily, and drew out his wand to try it.

The box door was suddenly opened, and a boy's head poked in.

"Have you seen Kevin?" he asked.

"Who is Kevin?" Mario and Marco looked at each other.

"A tall boy, have you seen him?"

They all shook their heads.

"Oh, okay." The boy looked a little lost, "This is already the No.20 three boxes I asked about." He suddenly found the wand that Marco was holding up.

"Are you guys practicing spells?" he asked with interest.

Marco froze for a moment, then nodded hesitantly.

"Great! Let me see it!" The boy sat down on the seat next to him after speaking.

Marco cleared his throat, glanced at the spell book again, raised his wand and read to the tablecloth on the table: "Yingardium—Leviosa—"

Nothing happened.

Mario leaned over to take a look, and the tablecloth didn't move at all.

"It seems to have failed..." Marco said disappointedly.

"It turns out that you are trying the content in the spell book! These spells are quite difficult for us, so we need to learn them in class." The boy comforted Marco.

But Marco still didn't look very happy.

"Come on, Marco. You see, I don't know a single spell, and I don't know much about the wizarding world." Mario also comforted him.

"Don't be sad, I'll show you something fun!" the boy said excitedly, taking out his wand from his pocket, "I only know this one spell, it was taught to me by my cousin, I'm not sure I can do it this time." It won't work, but you can try—" He pointed his wand at his throat. "Loud!" he read.

When he spoke again, his voice was suddenly amplified many times.

"Kevin Grosskreuz! Come out!"

Mario had to cover his ears tightly, and felt that the sound was so loud that the whole train could hear it.

As if to verify Mario's conjecture, an equally loud voice suddenly came from the front of the train. "Julian - come back to me! Don't use the spell!"

The boy shrank his neck suddenly, and quickly said "whispering softly" to break the spell just now.

"That's my cousin," he said awkwardly, "I... I have to go back!" He hurriedly stuffed his wand back into his trouser pocket.

"By the way, my name is Julian." Before going out, he held out his hand to them, "Julian Draxler."

"Mario Gotze."

"Marco Royce."

They also reached out and shook his hand.

"It's great to meet compatriots who are also from Germany!" Julian said sincerely.

"how do you know--"

"Know you are from Germany?"

They nodded.

"I saw the white sausage in your lunch!" Julian blinked triumphantly.

"Nice to meet you!" He smiled at them, opened the door of the box, and added, "I hope you can be assigned to Ravenclaw, my cousin is the prefect of Ravenclaw! I know I'll be there too!"

"Julian—" came another loud cry from the front of the train.

"I really have to go! See you at school then!" He waved his hand and left in a hurry.

"Ravenclaw? What's that?" Mario asked in bewilderment.

"It's the name of the college." Marco explained, "It is said that this Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has four houses..." Before he could finish speaking, the door of the box was opened again.

"Do you mind if I sit here? That box is too noisy."

Mario looked up and saw that it was Andre Schurrle.

"Hello, Andre! Of course we don't mind, please sit down!" Mario replied, and stopped Marco's silent protest with his eyes.

"Thank you." Andre put his things away, sat down, and then he found Marco beside him. "Oh, it's you." He nodded to Marco, opened a book and hid himself behind.Mario found that the book was still the one he read in the bookstore - "Important Magical Events of the Twentieth Century".

Marco was stunned for a long time, as if he couldn't imagine that someone had ridiculed him for being impolite a few weeks ago, and this person who satirized him was very rude and almost ignored his existence today.

"Hey!" Marco called him dissatisfied, "Isn't it polite to ignore others like this?"

Andre put down the book in his hand. "I don't understand why you should be polite to someone who is rude."

"Maybe it's because you're an aristocrat?" Marco said sarcastically.

"Marco!" Mario hurriedly reminded him.

"I don't understand," Marco said recklessly, "Why can nobles be superior? Now it's clear that the world of pure blood is no longer!"

"I don't understand either!" Andre stood up suddenly, looked down at Marco, and spoke like an adult, "Why did Mr. Sinan Royce teach such a son!"

It was the first time Mario saw the boy lose his temper, and he seemed to remain expressionless throughout the few encounters.

"What... what?" Marco's eyes widened in surprise, "You know my dad?"

"Marco Reus, your father just visited last week," said Andrea, sitting back in his seat.

"But, but... Dad said he was going to visit the savior..." Marco was a little incoherent.

"Your father, Mr. Sean Royce, came to England ten years ago when he was being hunted by Death Eaters. It was my mother who saved his life."

Marco froze.

Mario didn't recover from the shock for a long time.It turned out that Andre's mother was Mr. Royce's savior!

"I'm sorry... I shouldn't get angry at you..." After a long time, Marco whispered, "And that day, I shouldn't have been so rash..."

"Okay, I forgive you." Andre looked at Marko seriously for a while, and then said, "And I was wrong that day, I shouldn't blame you, I'm sorry. I just simply said to the clerk Just dissatisfied. I really don't understand why they still dare not call Voldemort by his first name after all these years."

"Voldemort?" Mario heard a new term.

"It's the monster mentioned by the clerk that day." Marco explained.

Mario nodded half understanding.

"This story is too long to tell. If you are interested, I can lend you a few books on this subject." Andre said.

"What about the book you're reading now?" Mario asked curiously.

"Some are mentioned, but they are not comprehensive. Most of them are about the history of the British wizarding world." Andre said.

No one spoke in the private room for a while, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Is your mother okay now?" Marco broke the silence.

"She's dead," Andre replied.

"I'm very sorry……"

"It's okay," Andre said curtly, and then he nodded at them and hid himself behind the book again.

"Shall we continue the previous topic?" Mario tried to change the subject.

"Oh... ok, ok... where did we go?" Marco asked.

"Hogwarts has four houses." Mario reminded him.

"Yes, there are four houses in Hogwarts, my dad told me." Marco finally recovered, "They are Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. They It is said that Gryffindor is the best, because the former headmaster, Professor Dumbledore, and the current headmaster, Professor McGonagall, both came from that college!"

"What about the other three?" Mario was still curious.

"Ravenclaw students are very smart, Hufflepuff students are always very loyal, and Slytherin has been considered to be full of insidious cunning and black magic since ancient times." Andre's voice came from the back of the book It came, "I think those are prejudices. No matter which college has produced outstanding wizards and notorious scum, and the most famous wizard in history, Merlin, belongs to Slytherin."

"Merlin is a Slytherin?" said Marko in surprise.

Andre put down the book and nodded.

The box door opened, and it was Julian, who had changed into his school robe.

"Hey, haven't you changed into your robes yet?" He poked his head in and said, "There's one more of you?" He looked at Andre curiously.

"Andre Schurrle." Andre stood up and introduced himself.

"My name is Julian, Julian Draxler." He grabbed Andre's hand and shook it, "Nice to meet you!"

"I asked the train conductor just now, and we're almost there!" Julian said.

"Have you found Kevin yet?" Mario asked.

"I found it, but he was actually called away by his cousin!" He smiled at them with some embarrassment, "I'm going back to the box, you guys quickly change into your clothes!"

Sure enough, after Julian left, the announcement sounded on the train.

"The train will arrive at Hogwarts in 5 minutes. Please leave your luggage on the train. We will send you to school."

Mario glanced out the window, it was already dark, and only the silhouettes of forests and mountains could be seen in the distance.The three of them took off their coats, changed into their school uniforms and black robes, and put their wands in their pockets.

The train slowed down and finally stopped.The students rushed to the door and came to a dark and small platform.The cold of the night made Mario shiver, Marco kept rubbing his hands, and Andre seemed to be used to this kind of weather.

A light suddenly appeared above the students' heads, and a voice shouted loudly.

"First-year freshmen! First-year freshmen come here!"

They looked up and saw a giant figure.

The author has something to say: *The little rabbit is on the scene!Hua Ye's voice made a cameo appearance 2333

*The name of the younger brother's owl comes from the Owl Kingdom series of novels

*Merlin is a Slytherin is not a coincidence, a welcome letter from Slytherin House in Pottermore

*The wizard related to the younger brother mentioned in the last chapter is not Harry, and the younger brother is not the next savior~ Let me explain here to avoid misunderstanding!

Extra episode 1: Polti and Shi Weini (Pig Bo)

【1】

August is Schweinsteiger's favorite time of year.

But Podolski doesn't think so.

【2】

Schweinsteiger has just been transferred to the UK for less than half a year. He is currently working in the Reversal of Incidents Team of the British Ministry of Magic, and spends his daily life running around dealing with incidents.On Monday, he and his colleagues had just tracked down the source of the boiling water pot that bit off the noses of Muggles, and applied for the assistance of two Aurors to take down the black magic den together. For this reason, he spent two days I didn't sleep a wink for two nights.This Wednesday, he had to rush to Scotland because an underage wizard turned himself into a tree kangaroo in a panic. Scotland is not suitable for this kind of animal to live.

Friday is a rare quiet day.Schweinsteiger apparated to the designated street early in the morning, and entered the Ministry of Magic from the fourth least-crowded toilet—this toilet always turned two more times than the others, which is why other The reason Ministry staff rarely lined up outside this compartment.

After the elevator went down past the disturbing Auror headquarters and the miserable screams from inside, on the third basement floor, as long as you got out of the elevator and kept going, you could find the office of the Incident Reversal Team.It was a large and bright office, which looked larger than one of Zuberg's classrooms, and Schweinsteiger's desk was the second on the left.

Schweinsteiger, as usual, was in no rush to get to work right away.He opened the paper airplanes hovering above the table, and after confirming that there was nothing urgent to deal with immediately, he would open a letter on the table—this letter would be delivered on time almost every Friday— Then I watched those familiar handwritings come into view:

Dear Basty,

Hope you are doing well this week.Istanbul is cloudy today, which seems to be very unfavorable to our preparation work. I would like to ask the director for instructions before starting work to see if the progress needs to be suspended.The preparations for the World Cup are almost finished (if you don't count the Muggle-repelling curse cast on every inch of the ground), I hope you will have time to watch the finals, after all, this may be Krum's last World Cup .

Please give my regards to Mesut, I would be more than happy if he and Sammy would come along too!I'll keep the tickets for you.

And again.Hope Emily gets the letter on time this time, feed her some cereal for me, please?

yours,

Lucas

For Schweinsteiger, there is no greater joy than receiving a letter from a lover on Friday.Especially after learning that the Quidditch World Cup will be held in Turkey in August this year, he counts the days and hopes that time will pass faster.

After all, he and his Luke hadn't seen each other for almost a year.

【3】

Podolski has been having a headache recently.

He hadn't been this busy since he left the Ministry of Magic.Seriously, who would have thought that Turkey would one day host the Quidditch World Cup?You must know that in this country, Quidditch has never been considered a national/national/sport/sport-certainly for wizards.

In any case, the "leisure" job that was originally expected did not fall on Podolski.Not only that, but now he has to put up all his energy every day to face possible emergencies, such as a fire dragon suddenly appearing in the wilderness where the stadium is going to be built, or a group of simple-minded Muggles insisting on Breaking into the camp, he also declared himself a "donkey friend" who embraced nature.

Are the two events comparable?

of course not!Modify the memories of several Muggles at the same time, and be careful not to damage their brains, and then deal with the investigation of the Muggle Liaison Department-this is much more difficult than banishing a wandering dragon!Every time I think about it, Podolski always resents the staffing of the Turkish Ministry of Magic. Can't they recruit more amnestics?

And God knows how much prep work it takes to host a World Cup!

At the Malawi-Senegal final four years ago, riots were not contained despite ramped up security to the highest level.At that time, Senegal's mascot was blocked from the field, and the Senegalese team almost went on strike. In the end, the elves stole all the food within a ten-mile radius in retaliation.

Fortunately, there are always things in life that can make people feel happy.

For example, read a letter from England.

Dear Luckey,

The letter had arrived on time, and Emily was exhausted, and it seemed that the weather had taken her toll.I let her rest with me for a week, and temporarily borrowed Taylor from Mesut to deliver this letter.Poor Sammy, it looks like he will be a week late hearing from Mesut.

I would very much like to go to Turkey in August, and the last time Bulgaria reached the World Cup final was in 1994, and I still remember Krum's amazing performance at that time.I really hope he can take home the trophy this time, he deserves it.

Sammy came back a while ago. It seems that the Italian flying carpet merchant wanted to export a batch of goods to England, but I guess Hodgson would not agree, after all, there are not many people using flying carpets in the UK now.I couldn't meet him, so I can only ask Mesut to ask his wishes when I communicate with him next time (the time to get a reply will be delayed because we borrowed Taylor), Mesut has already said Interested, so I guess Sammy's side is not a big problem.

It's been raining outside the window all week, as you've often described to me before, and it seems the folks at Magic Maintenance are determined not to let us enjoy the July sunshine.But you know that I always have a way, and I can still meet a few sunny days when I go out on missions.Two days ago I rescued a panicked kid in Scotland who turned himself into a tree kangaroo!God knows if there are unregistered Animagus in this child's family, after all, such a young child should not know that animals change shape!

I think I'll stop there, I just heard an explosion from the second floor, and if it wasn't the Aurors, then those weirdos from the Muggle Artifacts Division brought back some dangerous stuff.Although I still have a lot to say to you, I still have to go and have a look at the place of duty!

Looking forward to seeing you in August!

love you,

Bastian

For Podolski, the timely arrival of this letter was tantamount to rain after a long drought.

However, compared to Schweinsteiger's expectations, for this year's August, his mood is probably love-hate.

【4】

"Hey, Basti!" Ozil stopped Schweinsteiger, who had just returned to the ministry, in the corridor.

"I got a reply from Sammy!" he said happily. "Sami said he was free that week, and he said he could go directly from Italy."

"Great!" The tiredness on Schweinsteiger's face instantly disappeared, "Luki will be very happy! We haven't been together for a long time, so I'll write a letter to tell him!"

"Emily recovered?"

"It's much better. Last week she was so exhausted that she refused to even go out to look for food. It was the first time I was worried because there were no dead mice on the desk!" Schweinsteiger said with a smile.

"Great! You know, if I don't write back, Sami will doubt me and Matthew again." Ozil spread his hands, "Me and Matthew are really just colleagues, but he always doesn't believe it."

"Sammy is just a little insecure," Schweinsteiger reassured him. "After all, you don't always meet. I will remind him next time we meet."

"Compared to you, it's quite common, but I haven't seen Lucas as suspicious as him!" Ozil curled his lips.

"Obviously I'm trying to comfort you, why do you sprinkle salt on my wound!" Schweinsteiger said pretending to be aggrieved, and then he winked at Ozil maliciously, "And Lucki and I But love is stronger than gold!"

To be clear is to show off!

Ozil immediately gave him a blank look.

Schweinsteiger looked at the weather outside the window, it was still cloudy. "I've got to hurry up," he said with a sigh, "if I'm going to get there on time."

"No, no, don't go!" Ozil hurriedly grabbed Schweinsteiger's robe. "Help me solve a riddle!"

"I really have to go!" said Schweinsteiger hastily, trying to look hurried.

"Just one!" Ozil begged him with wide eyes.

"Okay, just one, it's settled." Schweinsteiger compromised.

"No problem! To be honest, I've been thinking about it for a week. I bet this sphinx is the same one in the maze of the last Triwizard Tournament. She's too cunning!" Ozil couldn't help complaining , "The puzzle is 'I walked along the path and saw a thing with a thumb and four fingers, and it wasn't a fish or meat, it wasn't a chicken and it didn't have bones'."

"I think it's a glove," said Schweinsteiger thoughtfully.

"You really think so?" Ozil asked skeptically.

"I think so," said Schweinsteiger, "but if that's not the answer the next time you see her...sorry to your head for me!" He ran away immediately.

Today, Ozil is also seriously considering whether to break up with this compatriot and friend.

【5】

"Krum made an emergency stop in the air and got rid of the chasing Bludger! It seems that the Egyptian team's wishful thinking has failed! The Bulgarian team seized the opportunity to play a wave of offense, good job! Bojing passed the Quaffle. Goalkeeper, the ball passed through the copper ring! Beautiful! Bulgaria will add [-] points!" The commentator said passionately.

"I think Bulgaria will win," Schweinsteiger said, turning to Podolski.

"It's hard to say, Bulgaria has only just reviewed the score." Podolski frowned.

"How about we make a bet?"

"What are you gambling?"

"Whoever wins the other should wear a Bavarian skirt and dance the Supratler on the balcony?" Schweinsteiger blurted out.

"Don't tell me you think you're going to win."

"Of course!" Schweinsteiger was confident.

"Then I bet you don't score for a long time in the next game. Krum found the Snitch, but Zaglull caught it. If you lose, go to sleep on the sofa tonight!" Podolski smiled explain.

"Luke, you are too cruel..."

"Gamble or not?"

"I bet Bulgaria 470 to 300 to win!" Schweinsteiger said through gritted teeth.

"Deal!" Podolski said happily, reaching out to shake Schweinsteiger.

"But Luckey," Schweinsteiger said, turning his head close to Podolski's ear, "are you sure we don't have to widen the couch enough to sleep two people?"

Khedira, who happened to be sitting next to them, also felt that his eyes were going to go blind today...

【6】

"The game has been going on for four hours, the current score is still 300 to 300, the two teams are still tied! There have been many fouls on both sides in the past hour, but there are still no goals... Everyone on the field is now Eagerly awaiting the Snitch, Viktor Krum and Lavia Zaglu