The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

Chapter 85 Undercurrent
After finishing writing, Dumbledore handed the letter to Phoenix - Fawkes.

Fox flapped his gorgeous wings slightly, performed the Apparition technique, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Will Lucius' identity be exposed?" Weiss blurted out unconsciously with some worry.

"I didn't say anything in the letter, I just sent a ticket to the World Cup."

"Tickets?" Weiss frowned slightly, not understanding why Dumbledore would do this. To him, it seemed a bit confusing.

"My friend is an outstanding Auror. The Death Eaters launched the attack because they found a loophole in the World Cup security. My friend was able to discover the loophole and take corresponding measures just by visiting the scene." Dumbledore trusted his friend very much.
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The British Ministry of Magic had put a lot of effort into organizing this Quidditch World Cup. They spent a lot of time and energy, and even spent several months preparing just to prevent Muggles.

During this period, officials from the Ministry of Magic were busy formulating various plans and arranging various measures.

Not only were special Apparition transfer points set up to facilitate the wizards' quick arrival at the stadium, but two hundred portkeys were also distributed across the UK to serve the more than 100,000 wizard fans who came to the UK from all over the world.

These door keys were cleverly hidden in various corners, disguised as various garbage and discarded clothes to avoid being triggered by Muggles.

When Wes used Apparition to arrive outside the stadium, the place was already packed with surging crowds.

An endless stretch of tents, like a colorful ocean, was built by the fans who have stayed here for quite some time.

Countless fans gathered from all directions, and the place was packed with fans who came to watch the game. At a glance, there was a sea of people, with no end in sight, and the entire stadium was filled with a lively atmosphere.

Some wizards rode their brooms in the air, cheering excitedly and showing off their flying skills.

However, in order to avoid being discovered by Muggles, Ministry of Magic officials had to busy themselves among the crowd and confiscate their brooms.

Some wizards argued fiercely over their favorite teams, sometimes even drawing their wands. Fortunately, officials from the Ministry of Magic intervened in time to prevent these conflicts from becoming international disputes.

In order to host this grand event, everyone in the Ministry of Magic was busy. They ran around in every corner to ensure the smooth progress of the competition.

Weiss had only been here a short while when he witnessed Ministry officials breaking up three conflicts.

Some of these conflicts were caused by quarrels between fans, and some were caused by minor accidents. Officials from the Ministry of Magic felt powerless to resolve these conflicts, big and small.

[No wonder the Death Eaters chose to attack here. There are too many people and too many different kinds of people. The Ministry of Magic can't handle it at all.]

Weiss suddenly understood the Ministry's difficulties. Faced with the crowded crowd, he could only move forward little by little, and it took him a while to find the place Lucius mentioned.

This is where the Death Eaters raided. It's a good choice. With everyone's attention focused on the World Cup, no one paid any attention to this place.

"Professor~"

"Are you coming to watch the World Cup too?"

The call interrupted Wes who was thinking. His eyes swept through the crowd and finally fixed on Fred and George.

"What are you doing?" He glanced at the twin brothers, noticing the boxes in their arms and the floating slogans of magic fireworks. On the boxes floated a slogan composed of magic fireworks: "Twin Brothers Fireworks, everyone who's used it says it's good."

The slogan was flashing with colorful lights, constantly attracting the attention of people around.

"As you can see," Fred patted the box in his arms, as if showing off his treasure. "We are accumulating funds," George added excitedly.

They had always been very diligent in alchemy, spending a lot of time and energy studying it. With Weiss's guidance, the two brothers had made rapid progress and were now able to produce qualified and stable magic products.

“We wanted to open a joke shop that sold practical jokes,” Fred.

"But my mother doesn't support it." George shrugged helplessly. His movements seemed a little exaggerated, which made people laugh.

"We have no choice but to make some fireworks and sell them here." Fred's words were a little frustrated, his eyes drooped slightly, as if he felt lost because his dream was blocked.

It has to be said that Fred and George really have business acumen. They sensed a business opportunity and used their alchemy skills to create exquisite magic fireworks.

In less than an hour, they earned dozens of gold galleons, more than their father's monthly salary.

"Give me some to try." Weiss took out ten gold Galleons. "It's my support for your business."

"That's too much," Fred said, waving his hand. He hadn't expected Wes to give him so much money. "The remaining fireworks aren't worth that much."

"Really, professor, these fireworks are not worth so much money." George also quickly refused.

Wes ignored them and picked out several different fireworks to try out.

The fireworks exploded in the sky, brilliant and colorful, attracting the attention of many children around. The children cheered excitedly under the blooming fireworks, and Weiss distributed the remaining fireworks to them.

"Very good. Magic fireworks are also a type of magic prop. You already have the ability to independently create alchemical props."

The two brothers were very pleased with Wes's praise and their faces were filled with proud smiles.

"If only mom would support us like you do,"

"She prefers the nerdy Percy type."

"She wanted us to find a respectable job like Dad, but it was too boring."

The twin brothers couldn't help but complain to Weiss.

"I think Molly will support you." Wes comforted them, but he had other things to do, so he sent the twin brothers away with a few words.

At this time, the twin brothers already had a huge sum of nearly 100 gold galleons in their hands. They were eager to use such achievements to convince their mother to support their career, or at least stop stopping them.

As the sky gradually darkened, Weiss followed the crowd into the stadium to avoid attracting attention. Unexpectedly, Dumbledore gave him a VIP ticket, which meant he could only go to the top-floor box, which was mostly occupied by high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic.

Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge, Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation Barty Crouch, and officials from various departments were present, all dressed in ornate robes that showed their status and power.

Many pure-blood families also came to watch the game, such as the Malfoy family.

(End of this chapter)