Mr. Weasley led the way. Holding the purchased items in their hands, they walked quickly into the woods along the lantern-lit passage.

　　 They can hear hundreds of people walking around, they can hear shouts, laughter, and intermittent singing.

　　 This kind of fanatical excitement is very contagious, and Harry and the others couldn't help laughing from ear to ear.

　　 At the same time, they saw the rose in Hermione's hand sharply, and the two hands Lynn and her were holding together.

　　 Suddenly Harry, Ron, and George Fried all showed self-evident smiles on their faces.

　　 They walked in the woods for twenty minutes, talking loudly and jokingly, and finally came out from the other side of the woods, when they found themselves in the shadow of a huge gymnasium.

　　 Only part of the magnificent golden wall surrounding the stadium can be seen from the outside, but from the outside, it is not a problem to install ten cathedrals inside.

　　 Mr. Weasley explained to them.

"This stadium can accommodate one hundred thousand spectators, and the 500 staff of the Ministry of Magic have been busy with this for a whole year. Every inch of this place has been casted on the Muggle expulsion curse. During this year, whenever the Muggles approach here, they will Suddenly think of a hundred thousand urgent things and walk away in a hurry...May God bless them."

　　 A dedicated Ministry of Magic staff kept order at the entrance. Lynn and a group of people took the tickets and asked a Ministry of Magic witch who was guarding the door to check the tickets.

　　 "First-class ticket." The wizard at the entrance looked at their tickets and said, "The top box! Go straight upstairs, Arthur, to the top."

　　 Although Lyon's ticket was given to Lyon, it was a seat in a row along with Weasley's ticket, which was obviously his intention.

　　 The stairs leading to the gymnasium were covered with a purple-red carpet. They climbed up the stairs with the crowd, and slowly those people flowed into the stands on the left and right.

Lynn and the others kept walking up until they finally reached the top of the stairs. They found themselves in a small box, located at the highest point of the gymnasium, and facing the golden goalpost. There were about twenty purple and The gilded chairs are divided into two rows.

　　 This stadium, which was built by the British Ministry of Magic for a year, does have its uniqueness.

　　 Everything here is shrouded in a mysterious golden light, which seems to come from the gym itself.

Viewed from their condescending position, the arena looks as smooth as velvet. On both sides of the arena, there are three vertical pitching rings, fifty feet high, on their right, almost parallel to Lynn’s line of sight, yes. A huge blackboard.

　　 There are words constantly appearing and then disappearing on the blackboard. Only when you look carefully at the contents above will you find that these are actually advertisements.

With such a large stadium and such a grand event, it must cost a lot of money whether it is built or held. If all the money is borne by the British Ministry of Magic, then the Ministry of Magic's internal finances will inevitably be high this year. The deficit.

　　 So it is obviously the right decision to fill this big hole by getting advertising fees.

　　 After all, this is the Quidditch World Cup final. Quidditch’s status in the minds of wizards and wizards is even higher than that of football in Muggles.

　　 Muggles have more than just football, but Quidditch is the only sport recognized by wizards.

　　 That's why there are about 100,000 wizards gathered here. It may be an exaggeration to say that it accounts for half of the total population of the world's magical world, but at least a quarter.

　　Under such circumstances, the advertising fees in the finals are naturally not low, and even sky-high prices will be auctioned.

　　 Lynn has seen many industries in which his shares are involved in the product advertisements that constantly flashed by. It is estimated that Old John has also participated in the auction of advertising spaces.

　　 Lynn was studying the advertising space over there, and Harry had a chat with the house elf Shining in the same box.

Does the old Crouch love his son? Although little Crouch has an IQ of 8 or 8 years old, he still goes up to see his favorite Quidditch World Cup match with a little Crouch wearing a cloaked cloak. , I am not afraid of any changes in the middle, if it is discovered, then his reputation and career will be over.

　　 It didn't take long before this box was gradually filled with people.

　　 Unsurprisingly, all the first-class seats are all identifiable wizards. Even the Minister of Magic Fudge and the Bulgarian Minister of Magic, who speaks Bulgarian language that others don’t understand, also came to this box.

　　Fudge seemed to have completely forgotten that he had met with Lynn at a dinner party a year ago and had a conversation with him. He just took Harry by the hand and introduced him to the wizards around him.

　　 But Harry didn't accept his affection, his face was very blunt.

He didn’t have a good impression of the Minister of Magic because of the Sirius incident. Until now, the Ministry of Magic has not given a clear apology to Sirius. Even Sirius is now sitting in this box, and most of the politicians are like that. I didn't see him as a person who ignored him.

　　 Hermione is reading through her tasseled velvet cover manual.

　　 "There will be a performance by the team mascot before the game." she read.

　　 "Oh, that will always be worth seeing." Mr. Weasley said, "The national teams bring some strange animals from their home countries~lightnovelpub.net~ to do some performances here."

　　 While they were talking about this, the last advertisement on the blackboard on the playing field was also erased, and it became Bulgaria:0 and Ireland:0.

　　 On the right side of the stand was a neat bright red square, and loud cheers broke out at this moment.

　　Meanwhile, Mr. Weasley leaned out of his seat.

　　 "It's Veeva!"

　　Harry, they were basically the first time they heard of this term, just when they were just about to ask what a veil is.

　　The Bulgarian mascot comes first.

I saw a hundred beautiful women who were so beautiful that they could not be described slid to the center of the game. Their skin was white and delicate like moonlight, and their long hair was windless. At the same time, they were all exuding so that males could hardly refuse. Charm!

The breath of most wizards on the court became heavy in an instant. They couldn't help throwing away the Irish shamrock badge on their bodies, subconsciously thinking that they were fans of the Bulgarian team, and at the same time stood up involuntarily from their seats. It seemed to want to jump off the stands and hug those velas.

　　Harry and Ron also behaved like this. Except for the upper-level wizards who have been accustomed to the charm of Veeva in the box, only Lynn, who saw this creature for the first time, showed no strangeness.

　　 He is still thinking about analyzing the practicality of this magic.

"Undifferentiated large-scale charm magic, but these creatures are born with them. It should be very useful as a secret weapon, but if the enemy knows in advance, there are many ways to resist it. If this creature is transformed, it will also There is no other redundant means, it is estimated that it is only the fate of the mascot."