I swung a sword at Hogwarts

“Silverhand Wine Cellar: Magic 1993, bringing delicious food to every home.”

"Silver Hand..."

John looked at the words "Silver Hand" that kept popping up, and calculated carefully that his business empire had already covered such a wide range.

Hagrid smacked his lips and said in a rough voice, "The Silver Hand Wine Cellar, that's the darling of the bar. I drank a bottle last time. It tastes much better than beer."

Harry noticed the house-elf and almost thought it was Dobby.

"More than?"

"Did you call me Dobby, sir?" The elf opened his fingers a little and spoke in a shrill voice.

Harry didn't quite understand the difference between male and female elves, but he guessed that this should be a female.

He quickly apologized and admitted his mistake, but the house-elf unexpectedly knew Dobby.

"My name is Winky."

Winky notices the scar on Harry's head and she screams the same way Dobby did when he saw Harry.

"You must be Harry Potter!"

"Yes," Harry replied.

Twinkle dropped her hands, her expression awed.

They were talking about Dobby, with Hermione and Ron joining in.

Winky says Dobby is an anomaly because his demand for payment has prevented him from finding a job.

House-elves cannot live without work any more than the West can live without Jerusalem.

She also thought that Harry rescuing Dobby was not a good thing, which made Hermione extremely angry. The wizard was enslaving the house-elf.

Shanshan also said that she was afraid of heights, but she wanted to keep a good position for her master.

Hermione became even angrier. From the education she received, she was taught that house-elves had no human rights.

John just glanced at the situation over there and didn't pay any attention.

Percy entertained the officials and also came to this box.

He was so busy that he didn't touch the ground, it had nothing to do with his ease of speaking.

Barty Crouch came over to inspect the work, his eyes looking towards where Winky was intentionally or unintentionally.

After a while he left.

The Bulgarian wizards arrived and spoke a language that Percy couldn't understand, which gave Percy a headache.

Ludo Bagman was hosting the World Cup, of course, ignoring the twins' cries of liars.

Pretending not to hear, Ludo used the Loud Spell to make his voice heard throughout the stadium.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome! Welcome to the 422nd Quidditch World Cup!"

Before the game starts, the mascots come on stage to perform.

The first to enter the field was the Bulgarian team.

John saw the Bulgarian mascots, they were the Veela, each of them exuded charm, and their dancing made some men obsessed.

Ron was so indecent that he almost jumped down to find the Veela.

If he knew what these veela looked like when they were angry, he probably wouldn't be able to love them.

The next to appear was the Irish team's mascot, the Leprechaun.

Their special effects when they appear are very cool. They circle around the entire stadium and scatter a large amount of gold coins.

John caught one and looked at it, seeing through its essence at a glance.

"Interesting, this gold coin is similar to Transfiguration and can only exist for a few hours."

Playing with the gold coins in his hand, Ludo continued to introduce the players on both sides.

The first team to appear was Bulgaria, and their star player was undoubtedly the talented Seeker, Viktor Krum.

After seeing this, John just wanted to ask, how the hell is this guy eighteen years old?

The Irish team is balanced overall, with the star player being the Chaser, but this lineup also has advantages, as it can quickly open up the score compared to Bulgaria, where Croom is the core.

The game started and John watched through a panoramic telescope.

Noticing Daphne crane her neck to get a better view, John realized she didn't have a telescope.

Handing over his telescope, John smiled and said, "Here you go. I can see it."

Daphne blushed slightly and took the telescope, feeling sweet in her heart, thinking that they could share one.

Hagrid saw that John didn't have any, so he wanted to lend him his.

John shook his head to refuse and blinked his eyes. His eyes turned into vertical pupils and he saw everything clearly.

It is indeed a top-notch competition, and its excitement cannot be compared with that of Hogwarts Quidditch.

Krum's fake move to knock down the Irish Seeker was very exciting.

As John guessed, although the Irish Seeker was not as strong as Krum, his teammates were excellent.

Keep scoring goals in the game.

Every time a goal was scored, there was a roar of joy from the Irish supporters.

The competition is getting more and more intense.

Although the situation seemed tense, the Bulgarian team actually had no chance of winning.

Sure enough, the score came to 130:10, with Ireland leading.

The Bulgarian goalkeeper got anxious and committed a foul, which resulted in a penalty kick for the Irish team.

The mascots of both sides taunted each other and almost came to blows.

Ireland scored again, and Krum saw the situation clearly, knowing that Bulgaria had no chance of winning.

Krum spotted the Snitch and sprinted away.

He wanted to end the game, catch the Snitch, and restore Bulgaria's dignity.

The Irish Seeker spotted his intention and gave chase.

The two sides staged a competition of flying broom skills, but unfortunately Krum was too strong and the Irish Seeker fell again.

Krum had an extra Golden Snitch in his hand, and the game ended with the score fixed at 170:160, and the Irish team won.

During the chase, Krum was injured, but he refused to let the doctor clean his wound. He stayed with his teammates in a lost state.

As the Minister of Magic had not yet been chosen, the task of presenting the award fell to Barty Crouch.

Barty Crouch tried to look nice; this was a good opportunity to win votes.

John saw the twins holding onto Ludo Bagman and not letting him leave because they had bet right just now. If they had bet with Silver Hand, they could have made more than ten times the money.

The game was over and John walked off the court.

People on the side of the road were still discussing loudly, with the Weasley family discussing even more fiercely.

Because several of his family members are Gryffindor Quidditch players.

John's tent was next door, and the noise from inside didn't stop until almost dawn.

"John, you try too hard." Hagrid muttered in the tent, resting his head on a hard pillow.

John was not yet sleepy.

He calculated how much money he had made from the Quidditch World Cup.

Heinrich asked Kim to keep three meters away from him. He was fed up with this guy.

Jin shrugged disapprovingly and told him with a smile that he would still live in the same tent with him, which made him frown.

It was early morning when John calculated his net profit and it was over six figures.

As he was about to go to sleep, he heard a noise.

"Ok?"

Walking out of the tent to check, John saw a fire.

The wizard ran towards the woods as if he was escaping. Behind him, a group of masked wizards huddled together tightly, each pointing their wands upwards.

John's expression became serious when he saw the family of three floating in the air like puppets.

"make trouble?"

His right hand stroked his face, and a silver mask covered it.

With a snap of his fingers, the color of his clothes changed, and an emerald green cloak covered his body.

Wings grew from his shoes, and John soared up like a rocket.

When he reached 100 feet, he took out his yew wand and pointed it at the group of troublemakers.

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Chapter 188 Old Batty and Little Batty

Dark clouds quietly gathered in the sky.

The atmosphere in the camp was very lively, with leprechauns flying around overhead.

Waving lanterns in their hands, their laughter mixed with the singing in the night.

Today was such a joyful day, Harry had never experienced such a lively atmosphere before.

The Weasleys discuss the Quidditch World Cup, and Charlie wants to demonstrate Krum's feint himself.

Harry blended into the atmosphere and loudly discussed the issue of fouls.

Mr. Weasley also came out and had a huge argument with Charlie. At the end of it, Ginny fell asleep at the small table with the hot chocolate in her hand spilled on the floor.

Realizing that it was time to go to bed, Mr. Weasley herded all the children back to their tents.

After Harry lay down on the bed, he still felt unsatisfied.

He felt that Weasley was like his family, and Mr. Weasley was like a father, humorous and witty.

With my eyes fixed on the roof of the tent, the sounds outside went from being noisy at first to gradually becoming a help in sleeping.

His eyelids struggled to close, and in his dream he saw himself becoming the champion on the podium, lifting the World Cup.

Just as he was repeating Krum's feint, he was awakened by a loud roar.

It was Mr. Weasley.

He would run to each child, waking them up, struggling to pull his jeans over his pajamas.

"No, it's too late, Harry, just grab a coat and go out, hurry up!"

The noise outside changed. The singing stopped and there were screams and the sound of people running in panic.

Mr. Weasley noticed something was wrong and woke everyone up immediately.

The children put on their clothes in a hurry and ran out. It was already a mess outside.

Loud jeers, wild laughter, and drunken shouts came from all around.

A group of people moved towards them, and then a strong green light flashed, illuminating everything around them.

It was a group of wizards, wearing hoods and masks. Above their heads, four struggling figures were floating in the air, twisted into various shapes.

It was the caretaker, Mr. Muggle Roberts, and his family.

The team is still growing, and more wizards are joining the advancing team.

They tortured Mr. Roberts and set the tents on fire with flames from their wands.

Seeing this, Mr. Weasley quickly asked Harry and others to go into the woods. He wanted to help the Ministry of Magic maintain order.

Bill and Charlie had already run over and saw Percy standing in front of the group of people.

The rest of the Ministry of Magic were also quick to respond.