This Hogwarts isn't normal.

It took more than half an hour before Tonks slowly emerged from the work passage.

Wells saw her carelessly holding a broom from afar, and her anger that was so hard that she could hold her up suddenly.

"Tonks! Hurry up and finish the mission!"

Tonks rolled his eyes at him from afar, "I know, I'll start right away!"

She rode on the broom, grabbed the broom handle with her left hand to control the flight, and scanned the lawn with a crystal ball in her right hand.

Wells took a deep breath, trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

If it weren't for Wayne, how could he have been entrusted with important tasks "repeatedly".

I was already full of anger, but now I have to be busy all day for the other party’s request.

"Tonks! Hurry up! Don't be slow!"

"I understand!" Tonks speeded up with an upset look on his face.

If you have the ability, go find Wayne. What kind of man is he losing his temper with her?

"Um-" She suddenly stopped and looked at Wells from a distance.

Although this person is stubborn and only believes in the truth, he is very likely to be an insider.

Because I want to take revenge, I completely turned evil?

"Tonks! What are you standing there!"

This overwhelming resentment deepened Tonks' suspicion.

She snorted and continued to work.

Wells stared for a while, and then turned to the audience after seeing that she was not sucking again.

What Wayne Enterprise requires is to check the entire gym inside and outside, and he is not much easier than other members of the special team.

Tonks looked at his back from afar and entered the state of fishing again.

She quietly opened the magic communicator and sent a text message.

Vincent, who was far away in the Alchemy Store in the Overturn Alley, lowered his head and pondered for a long time after receiving the information.

Wells does have a reason, and he can stay in the gym all the time, with countless opportunities to do it.

After a moment, Vincent shook his head and replied to Tonks with a text message.

Although there is motivation, there is no ability.

It’s not that I look down on him, but that I want to apply for a maintenance manual from Wayne Company. In addition to the power of the senior management of the Ministry of Magic, only the relevant Magic Sports Department has the power.

Although Wells is not touched on both sides, the possibility of him being exploited cannot be easily ruled out.

Hold the fishing rod firmly and keep waiting patiently.

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August 17,

At 8 pm,

The highly anticipated 422nd Quidditch World Cup final is finally here.

The number of wizards who arrived at Datmoor had exceeded 300,000, and although the gymnasium could only accommodate 100,000 people, their enthusiasm never subsided.

In the VIP box on the top floor of the audience, Forge was standing by the window and looking at the densely packed wizards outside, while Umbridge was standing by and praised his wise decision-making.

"Mr. Minister, you are really a clever idea. There are 300,000 fans who came to the scene. If you didn't let Wayne company arrange a large number of magical projections on the periphery, they wouldn't be able to watch the game well."

Fuji waved his hand at her, "What a magic trick? As long as you pay more attention to the situation in the country, anyone can roughly estimate the number of fans watching the finals."

Umbridge still looked flattering, "No, no, Minister, not everyone has unique vision like you."

Faugi smiled happily, and was a little fluttered by her praise, "Dolores, location determines the idea. The scenery I saw is actually the same as everyone else. As long as you pay more attention to the details, your mind will be like me. Ideas.”

The smile on Umbridge's face was also particularly bright, "Thank you very much for your advice. Minister, I will definitely learn from you in the future."

Such hypocritical and artificial flattery can make Sirius sitting in the seat disgusting.

If Fuggy hadn't invited him repeatedly, he would have returned to his private room long ago.

Vincent, who also has this idea, has very good acting skills.

Seeing the senior officials getting up and applauding, the applause he rallied was very warm, unlike Sirius next to him who was just perfunctory.

All of the people here are famous figures in the British magic circle, and even Dumbledore clapped his hands with great shame.

The hardest part was naturally Umbridge standing next to Fudge. She had already slapped her palms into a redder than the pink suit on her body.

When the applause gradually subsided, Fuji bowed slightly to everyone, "Thank you for your support."

He straightened his back and said, "I believe that with my joint efforts and you all, we will be able to overcome the difficulties in front of us."

His expression was extremely solemn and solemn, "As long as we unite, any evil forces that endanger the magic world will be completely destroyed!"

There was another burst of warm applause, and Umbridge took the lead in cheering.

Vincent looked at the show full of formalism in front of him and remembered an idiom that was very suitable.

Cutting your feet to fit your shoes means cutting off your toes to fit the size of your shoes.

To unite?

He looked at Sirius, whose face was full of impatient writing beside him, and then at Lucius, who was applauding gracefully in the front row.

The future is promising!

Clustered by senior officials of the Ministry of Magic, Fuji slowly left the VIP private room.

The game is about to begin, and he still has a lot to be busy with.

Vincent and Sirius looked at each other and stood up and left at the same time in a tacit understanding.

Dumbledore smiled and looked at the backs of the two.

There is more than one private room in the gymnasium, but there is only one real VIP private room.

The wealthy Sirius directly booked the largest private room, with space inside enough to accommodate hundreds of people.

Vincent pushed open the door and went in, and Fred and George walked over with a smile.

"Brother, our minister has finally finished talking nonsense?"

"Yes." He rubbed his sore face, "My face was stiff because my smile."

The twins looked at Sirius with nothing to do.

George shook his head in an old-fashioned manner, "Brother, your level is still too low. Look at Da Hei, his condition is very good."

"Haha--" Vincent laughed dryly, "I kept a fake smile throughout the whole time. He was too lazy to pretend."

Sirius shrugged casually, "I don't want to make friends with them, so I'll give you a lot of face if I didn't leave on the spot."

The twins' eyes were shining with stars.

He is worthy of being a member of the Black family, and his personality is much higher than that group of men.

Fred smacked Vincent's lips, "Brother, you might as well close Wayne's business so that you can be as cool as Da Hei."

Vincent didn't continue rubbing his face, and sighed helplessly, "I want to lie down too, but unfortunately the conditions do not allow it."

The twins turned to look at Sirius with a smile, who immediately felt offended.

"How could I lie flat?"

"I'm doing nothing all day, either eating or sleeping."

Sirius had a dark face, "What about you? What did you do during the summer vacation?"

The twins looked at each other and each took out a cube from their pockets.

"Ding thing thing thing--The latest product of the Weasley Brothers is here!"

Before they could take out the new product, the sharp-eyed Molly had already snatched away the two cubes.

"Fred, George, don't I forbid you from fiddling with these things again?"

The twins cried, "Mom, all our savings are inside..."

Molly shook her head with a stern face, "I must confiscate the things. If you want to come back, you have to perform well."

"No..." The twins' heart-wrenching shouts echoed throughout the box.

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