The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 286 Dumbledore Makes the Appearance, Three People and Two Phoenixes

The Bulgarian Minister of Magic looked enlightened.

Although he was a foreigner, he still recognized the three wizards in front of him.

The greatest white wizard of the 20th century, Hogwarts headmaster Dumbledore; the master of magizoology, Newt Scamander.

Behind these two is the young man who sang at the beginning, standing on the whale.

……

Let's go back ten minutes.

As the game neared its end, Newt, who suffers from social anxiety, wanted to leave early.

But just as the three were about to say goodbye, Krom brilliantly caught the Golden Snitch.

As top wizards, all three noticed the change in the atmosphere of the stadium.

Faced with this situation, Dumbledore could not possibly stand idly by. Also, to avoid the tragedy of the original story, Ino followed closely behind, carrying Crib.

Two of the three-person private rooms had left, and Newt naturally chose to leave as well. He first looked at Dumbledore, then at Coribe in Ino's arms.

Seemingly thinking about something interesting, Newt quietly reached into his pocket, where he found a bundle of phoenix feathers he had treasured for many years—a gift from Fox.

……

As the door to the private room was pushed open.

Fudge's expression remained unchanged, but he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew Dumbledore was at the arena; he knew it all along. That's why he chose to remain silent when signs of unrest began to emerge.

Fudge knew very well that stepping forward at this time meant taking responsibility.

While successfully appeasing the enemy will bring some prestige, failure will lead to utter ruin.

His refusal to step forward was precisely to make Dumbledore the one to take the lead.

Sure enough, the greatest white wizard of the twentieth century did not disappoint him.

Inside the private room.

Without any delay, Dumbledore went straight to the outer stands, where the World Cup trophy was displayed; it was also an open-air observation deck.

"Ladies and gentlemen!"

The sound, amplified by magic, reverberated throughout the entire venue.

A magical scene unfolded. Just two words, yet they possessed a magical power, and the stadium visibly calmed down.

After identifying the source of the sound, everyone simultaneously raised their binoculars again.

After all, in a competition like this, you can throw away your wand, but you absolutely cannot do without a telescope.

Through the binoculars, the audience saw a magical scene—three people and two phoenixes.

"It's Headmaster Dumbledore!"

"Mr. Scamander!"

"The young man on the whale's back just now..."

Many in the audience recognized the figure on the terrace. In this brief discussion, the earlier restlessness vanished once again.

"First of all! Welcome to England!" Dumbledore said politely, a departure from his usual frivolous manner.

This is actually quite normal; inside the castle, he was facing his family, but at this moment he represents Hogwarts.

"Thanks to the Bulgarian national team, and also to the Irish national team, for giving us a spectacular Quidditch match..."

As Dumbledore began his speech, Ino knew that the story for tonight seemed to have changed again.

Although it's unclear whether the Dark Mark will appear as in the original story, with Dumbledore and Newt's appearance, whatever happens will be suppressed.

Even if the one from Nurmengard walked out of the tower and even joined hands with Voldemort as brothers-in-law, it would still be of no use at this moment.

Dumbledore continued speaking, but Ino's gaze shifted to Fox.

After comparing them, it's clear that Kelber is prettier.

In fact, Eno never quite understood the significance of Newt summoning Fawkes with a feather. If it was really just to make the birth of the phoenix more convincing, then it was really unnecessary.

After all, there are still obvious differences in appearance between the Ford Focus and the Civic.

After much thought, he could only attribute it to Newt's playful nature.

They probably thought it would be interesting, so they went so far as to use their precious feathers to summon Fox.

……

With Dumbledore's arrival and reassuring speech, the stadium returned to its usual tranquility.

The competition is over, and a week-long celebration is about to begin.

The Quidditch World Cup, held every four years, is never a hasty affair.

After all, more than 90% of the wizards have traveled a long way to get here, so it can't just end like this, otherwise all those tents would be for nothing.

As 100,000 wizards began to leave in an orderly fashion.

Inside the private room, Sirius Black also stood up and looked around with great composure:

"Alright, kids! Let the party begin! Everything's on me tonight!"

"Thank you, but I'll give them pocket money!" Mrs. Weasley stopped Sirius.

"Forget it! Sirius, we should go have a drink now!" Arthur put his arm around Sirius's shoulder and subtly changed the subject.

"Yes! We should have a good drink to celebrate this hard-won victory," Sirius said proudly.

That's actually the case. In traditional thinking, almost every English wizard considers Ireland to be the legitimate territory of their country.

Seeing that Sirius Black wasn't going to mention paying the bill anymore, Ron's eyes flashed with deep disappointment.

Without exaggeration, in that instant, he had already decided what he wanted to buy: a Krum poster, a photo album, and if possible, a small statue souvenir.

But now, Ron could only watch Sirius and his father's retreating figures.

"Here you go, little Ronnie from Mommy's." George teased, pulling two gleaming Galleons from his pocket.

"this……"

George actually gave him pocket money. Ron rubbed his eyes in disbelief and was stunned for a moment.

"You scared him. That's how it should be done." Fred took the Gallon from George's hand and replaced it with two Sicos.

"Oh no!" Ron let out a sigh that came from the depths of his soul.

He might not have felt anything when he saw the money, but when Fred took it away, a deep pain spread throughout his body.

"You two! Don't you dare bully your brother!" Mrs. Weasley couldn't stand it anymore.

She knew her son; George had given it to Ron. But unlike his previous pranks, she didn't want Ron to be played for money.

"Alright~! Alright!" Fred shrugged helplessly, then handed the two Galleons and two Sickles to Ron.

At the same time, George took out a money bag with the Gringotts logo from his pocket, and without opening it, simply stuffed it into Ginny's hand.

Harry looked on with a hint of envy, not for the allowance, but for the affection within the Weasley family.

Mrs. Weasley keenly noticed Harry's change.

"Harry, you should stay at the Burrow before school starts. It'll help Ron out. I haven't seen him do any homework since the summer holidays."

To be honest, Harry was somewhat tempted by the invitation, but then he remembered Professor Dumbledore's instructions...

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't agree, although I really want to go, because of Professor Dumbledore..."

Harry reluctantly refused; if he could, he really didn't want to go back to Aunt Petunia's house.

……

Although the World Cup is over.

But the former campsite had become a sea of ​​merriment.

Wizards from all over the world gathered together, speaking in broken accents and exchanging ideas on topics that interested them.

After saying goodbye to Dumbledore and Newt, Eno strolled leisurely through the vast camp.

Various acrobatic performances, dazzling fireworks, and all sorts of glowing gadgets transformed the place into a true sea of ​​revelry.

"This is the World Cup I want!"

Compared to the unexpected events in the original story, the scene before him made him feel very satisfied, and even gave him a faint sense of accomplishment.

Joy can be contagious.

Once inside the camp, Ino vanished from her spot in an instant.

A moment later, when he reappeared, he had a candy box on his shoulder.

It's the beginning of the month, and Xiao Di is begging for votes! Please vote! Thank you everyone!

Starting today, Xiaodi will begin sharing magic: Anapneo (a cough remedy).

"An Ke Xiao" is a healing spell that can clear the airway when someone is choking on food.

Slughorn used the spell on Marcos Belby in 1996. At the time, Marcos was in a hurry to answer Slughorn's question, swallowed food too quickly, and choked on it.

(End of this chapter)