Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Fudge realized that he had been fooled, and his face was as uncertain as a revolving lantern.

But in front of so many people, he couldn't go directly to the Bulgarian minister to argue.

That would make him look even less magnanimous.

When he saw that the Bulgarian minister was still asking Wayne to sell him more equipment, Fudge snorted angrily and squeezed in.

"Obalonsk, just queue up obediently. The orders from the British Ministry of Magic have not been delivered yet. Mr. Lawrence has no time to pay attention to you."

Obalonsk waved his hand indifferently: "Your family is big and powerful, and it's not a problem to lack a few dozen sets. Minister Fudge, as the Minister of Magic of a big country, I always think you are very generous and will understand the difficulties of our small countries."

Hearing his flattery, Fudge unconsciously straightened his chest, and Wayne shook his head secretly.

The position is not firm, the views are not prominent, and the thinking is not sharp.

Fudge has all these ‘advantages’, and he is actually a good manipulator.

But unfortunately, Fudge has a fatal flaw.

That is, he is stupid but does not know it, and on the contrary, he thinks he is very smart.

When others praise him casually, he immediately starts to get carried away.

This kind of personality is easily influenced by others. As long as the people around him say a few words of bewitching, Fudge may be fooled.

Wayne thinks that Umbridge played a big role in his hostility towards Dumbledore, and who knows how many times she whispered in his ear.

Huh~

Umbridge’s whisper.

Faced with the siege of the two ministers, Wayne just smiled politely and secretly stretched out three fingers in a corner where Fudge could not see.

The Bulgarian minister saw it and gave him a look of understanding.

Here is a little knowledge.

Decades ago, in the S2 season, Bulgaria followed Germany. In the wizarding world, they were the people of the old man.

Although Wayne didn't know the Minister of Magic, his grandfather was among the old men at the Paris Security Conference.

They could barely be considered as one of his own.

Fudge didn't know that the two had already negotiated a dirty PY deal behind his back, and he was still asking Wayne about his well-being, which made Percy want to replace him.

When the last Crouch and the Malfoy family came in, the game was about to start. Wayne said hello to Malfoy and walked out of the box.

Looking at Wayne's back as he left, Lucius' eyes were full of fear.

Now he didn't dare to mention any bloodline in front of this young man, not because he was scared last time, but because he knew more things...

Although he was not in the Ministry of Magic, Lucius was very sensitive to the news. He knew what the surname Lawrence meant in the Ministry of Magic today.

"Draco, you have to build a good relationship with Lawrence next semester." Lucius suddenly said to his son.

Draco didn't understand what his father meant, but nodded anyway.: "My relationship with Lawrence has always been pretty good."

To be honest, Malfoy still likes Wayne, not for anything else, just because Wayne is fair.

He has never been biased in tutoring because of his better relationship with Harry, and treats both equally, which is enough for Malfoy.

Lucius nodded with satisfaction, he admired his son's keen sense of smell.

You know, the Malfoy family has been passed down to this day by relying on the attribute of being a fence-sitter, and has an increasing influence.

It is obvious that his son has inherited this advantage.

........

On the other side, Wayne returned to his box.

The blackboard behind the goalpost suddenly lit up, and lines of text appeared.

[Cornflower: A broom for the whole family - safe, reliable, with a built-in anti-theft buzzer... Mrs. Skoll's all-purpose magic stain remover: easily removes stains, Fengya brand wizard clothes - London, Paris, Hogsmeade...]

[Celia Magic Shop - Nothing you can't buy, London, Paris, Berlin...]

Seeing this, Hermione was surprised: "Wayne, you also advertised for Celia Shop?"

The boy shook his head: "Don't ask me, these things are all handled by Nagini."

Everyone looked at Nagini who was making tea.

The snake girl smiled slightly: "Aren't these two new stores opened in Paris and Berlin? Advertising can also increase the popularity ¨‖ ¨‖."

At this time, Nagini was also feeling that things are unpredictable.

She was hunted by the Saints and opposed Grindelwald. Who could have thought that decades later, she would do business with the Saints?

The store in Paris is managed by Cross Rozier, while the store in Berlin is managed by the old man Wayne met in Paris last time. His back is so stiff.

"How much does it cost to run an advertisement?" Qiu asked curiously.

Nagini said lightly: "Just a few minutes ago, 20,000 Galleons."

The girls were silent when they heard the sky-high figure, and Ginny's eyes were a little dizzy...

20,000 Galleons... From the time she was born to now, her father has never earned so much money.

Wayne was also a little speechless. He was not scared by the figure, but felt that he was fooled.

Fudge has always said that hosting the World Cup is not profitable, let alone the money from ticket sales. The advertising fees alone can make the Ministry of Magic well-fed...

At this time, the advertisement on the screen disappeared, followed by Bagman's high-pitched and passionate voice:

"Ladies and gentlemen... Welcome to the 422nd Quidditch World Cup Final!"

"Okay, enough chit-chat, please allow me to introduce... the mascot of the Bulgarian national team!"

The right stand was a neat bright red square, and at this time it burstThere was a loud cheer.

Soon, everyone's attention was attracted.

A full hundred Veelas slid towards the arena. Veelas were women, very beautiful women, with glowing skin and hair flying behind their heads. They exuded a strong charm, especially when they danced. This charm easily captured the attention of the audience.

Especially men.

Many men's brains were blank, and their bodies acted completely according to their most instinctive desires. They stood up and desperately grabbed the railing in front of them, and some even jumped directly.

Cedric and Harry next door had already made a diving move, but were held tightly by Sirius, while Ron was lying on the ground and rubbing back and forth.

The girls in the box frowned when they saw this scene, and then smiled at Wayne who was indifferent.

With such a comparison, the gap was immediately reflected.

Wayne also noticed the change in the girls, and curled his lips in disdain.

Just kidding, he is a man who can charm the veela, how could he be charmed in return?

If it weren't for his talent of restraining the witch's heart all the time, he, Wayne Lawrence, would be the most troublesome existence in the world.

Finally, as the music stopped, the men gradually returned to normal, but they were still absent-minded.

Bagman didn't give everyone more time. After the veela left the stage, he immediately shouted: "Now, please raise your wands to the sky... Welcome the mascot of the Irish national team!"

With a whoosh, a huge green and gold sphere flew into the stadium, flew around the field, formed various shapes, and finally turned into a huge clover.

A bunch of golden things fell from the sky.

"It's Galleons!" Ginny shouted in surprise, taking off her hat to catch the falling gold coins.

"Don't bother." Wayne reminded: "These are leprechaun gold coins, they will disappear in a few hours."

Hearing this, Ginny returned to her seat in disappointment and cursed in a low voice: "This is a scam!"

"Can it be preserved by magic?" Tomoyo asked curiously: "I want to take some back as souvenirs."

"I'll try."

Wayne stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of coins, and a large number of coins flew into their box.

Then he fiddled with it for a few times, and the golden light became brighter.

Wayne distributed the coins to several women: "Although it is easy to see the difference from Galleon, it is still a good souvenir."

"Thank you, Wayne."

Sakura and Tomoyo thanked politely, then took it and put it in their bags.

After the mascots of both sides appeared, the players entered the field. Every time a player flew over, their huge projections would appear in the sky, causing cheers.

When Viktor Krum, with a gloomy face, appeared at the end, the sound of the voice reached aNew heights.

"He is so popular." Astoria sighed.

"This should be taken for granted." Hermione took out a booklet: "According to statistics, Krum almost led the Bulgarian team to the finals on his own."

"They defeated England 160-140 in the quarterfinals, and defeated Hungary 150-130 in the semifinals... Many people said that even if their grandmothers played, they could win a championship with Krum."

Everyone was amazed when they heard this data.

The game started.

Both national teams showed extremely strong strength. They were so fast that people could only see their figures clearly, but could not distinguish their faces at all. The whole field was full of red and green light.

Fortunately, the commentator Bagman still maintained a very high level and was able to announce the names of the players and tactics in time.

"Mallet! Troy! Moran! Dimitrov! Pass to Mallet again! Moran! Moran scored!"

"A simple triangle attack created an unsolvable situation. This is the strength of the world's number one chaser team!"

Wayne also sat up a little straighter. This game really looked interesting. The level of both sides was much higher than that of the school team. Whether it was tactical literacy or flying speed, they were not on the same level.

"Why do I feel... the speed of the Bludger has increased a lot?" Hermione said uncertainly.

"Yes, the balls used in this game are all specially made, and they are 30% faster."

Sakura's eyes did not leave the court, while explaining to Hermione: "The configuration of the Firebolt is too high. If the Golden Snitch and the Bludger are not accelerated, the game will end soon and will not be very enjoyable to watch."

After saying that, she still couldn't help but glance at Wayne.

After learning that the Firebolt was Wayne's company, Sakura still couldn't digest this information. Every time she thought about it, she felt it was amazing.

Soon, Ireland was leading 30:0. In front of them, the Bulgarian Chasers were as stupid as idiots.

Bagman suddenly shouted: "¨" ¨" Krum and Lynch! The two Seekers are entangled! Lynch fell to the ground. He was deceived! The game is suspended!"

The doctors rushed into the field to check on Lynch's condition.

Many Seekers recognized the famous Wronski feint and began to marvel at Krum's skills. He was only a few feet away from the ground just now. It was really too extreme.

Sakura came to Wayne and said, "You fly as well as Krum, why don't you join the national team?"

"Uh..." Wayne didn't expect Sakura to ask this question, but he answered anyway:

"I'm not very interested in Quidditch, but if I compete with you, I'll definitely be there for you."

Sakura blushed and hid behind Tomoyo.

The game continued. Lynch recovered briefly and took off again. After ten tight seconds,Five minutes later, Ireland continued to expand its lead, and the tension between the two sides became stronger.

There was a small episode in the middle. Mustafa, the referee, actually flew to the Veela camp to flirt with his head. He was kicked hard before he woke up. He was so angry that he expelled the Veela from the field.

A terrifying scene appeared. The Veela were angry. They were not beautiful at all.

The faces were stretched long and turned into bird heads. Scales and wings grew on their bodies, making many men pale.

They threw balls of fire at the leprechauns. The leprechauns were not to be outdone and threw out handfuls of gold coins.

Wayne and Astoria watched with binoculars very enthusiastically, and commented from time to time, making everyone laugh and cry.

The game just now was so exciting, but you couldn't get excited. You were so excited when you saw the fight.

I really don't know what to say.

A large number of Ministry of Magic officials rushed into the scene, trying to separate the mascots of both sides, but unfortunately they had little effect. The game was still not interrupted in such a chaotic situation.

Krum was injured and his nose was crooked, but he didn't care to deal with it.

Irish Lynch suddenly dived down, and Krum quickly followed. This time they really found the Golden Snitch, and blood splashed in the air. Krum's speed was very fast, and he caught up with Lynch.

"They are going to fall to the ground!" Hermione screamed.

"Lynch will!" Qiu and Sakura said in unison.

The result was just as they expected. Only Lynch fell to the ground again. A group of veelas surrounded him angrily, and Krum raised his arms high, but there was no smile on his face. Instead, he became more gloomy, looking nothing like a 17-year-old boy.

"The game is over!"

"One hundred and seventy to one hundred and sixty! Ireland won the World Cup!"

After a brief moment of confusion, the audience finally understood what had happened, and the Irish supporters burst into thunderous cheers.

Just two seconds before Krum caught the Snitch, Ireland scored another goal and took the lead in the total score.

"Why did he catch the Snitch?" Astoria asked puzzledly, "Obviously, if he caught it, he would lose."

Qiu Xin explained to her sympathetically, "If we continue to drag it out, we will also lose. It is better to end it early and suffer less."

This feeling...she understands it too well.

.......

The game is over, Wayne and the others are on their way back to the camp, and the Quidditch players in the team are still discussing the tactics and wonderful goals that just appeared in the game.

No one laughed at Bulgaria for losing, and no one laughed at Lynch for being fooled.

Both teams were at a high level, but the Irish team was in better shape. If they had scored two seconds later, the team that caught the Snitch would have won even if the score was the same.

When we arrived at the tent, we held a barbecue dinner before returning to the tent to sleep, waiting to leave tomorrow.

In the middle of the night, the camp became quiet, with only the occasional faint singing from afar, which should be the Irish supporters celebrating the victory on July 7.

But it did not affect people's sleep.

But at two o'clock in the morning, there was a commotion, and Wayne suddenly opened his eyes. .