After finishing what he had to do, Ethan finally let go of Ludo Bagman.

Ludo Bagman shoved the notebook into his arms and fled Ethan as if flying.

The time was slowly approaching the afternoon, and a feeling of excitement spread over the camp like a palpable cloud.

At dusk, even the silent summer air seems to be quivering with anticipation.

When the night hung like a curtain over the hundreds of eagerly waiting wizards, the excitement could no longer be contained.

The sky suddenly burst into magical fireworks cast from wands by many wizards.

The camp became very lively.

At this time, there was a deep and deep sound of gongs from somewhere far away in the woods, and immediately thousands of red, green and green lanterns bloomed on the trees, brightening the road leading to the arena.

The crowd gathered spontaneously, surging along the road to the arena.

Shouting, laughter, and intermittent singing were heard everywhere in the crowd, and the joyful mood infected everyone.

Ethan, holding a pile of snacks in his hand, moved forward with the crowd.

Eventually, Ethan followed the crowd to a huge stadium.

The huge shadow cast by the stadium lights covered the crowd, and Ethan could hear the exclamation of the wizard standing next to him.

Standing here, Ethan couldn't even see the whole stadium, only one of its tall walls.

"Hello, sir, do you have a ticket?" A curly-haired witch stopped Ethan and asked him for a ticket.

Ethan immediately handed over the ticket Dumbledore had given him.

"Ah, your position is at the top, next to Minister Fudge." Said here, the witch raised her head and looked at Ethan in surprise.

The people who can sit in that position are usually high-powered people, but it seems that Ethan is a little too young.

"Thank you." Ethan said politely to the witch, and then climbed up the ladder.

The stairs leading to the gym were covered with a fuchsia carpet, and Ethan walked up the stairs with the crowd, who slowly entered the stands on the left and right.

The people walking on the steps gradually thinned out, and Ethan continued to walk up, and finally came to a platform on the top floor.

It's at the top of the stadium, facing the golden goal post.

There are two rows of purple gilded seats, and several people have already sat on the seats.

Ethan saw Fudge's stocky figure.

Ethan stood in the stands and looked down. Standing on the top floor watching the stadium was a completely different feeling than being on the ground.

Hundreds of thousands of wizards are taking their seats one after another, and those seats are arranged in a staircase pattern around the oval gymnasium.

Everything here is shrouded in a mysterious golden light that seems to come from the gym itself. From Ethan's commanding position, the field looked velvety smooth.

This position can clearly see every move of the players on the field.

There is also a blackboard directly in front of the stand, on which various advertisements are flashing.

"Ethan! Here you are! Here!" Fudge was the first to spot Ethan, and he waved his arms and greeted Ethan.

Ethan then walked towards him with a smile.

"Nice to see you Ethan!" Fudge said happily to Ethan.

"I heard that you went to Poland, are you satisfied with how you traveled?" Fudge asked Ethan kindly.

"Thanks to you, the trip is very good." Ethan responded with a smile.

"That's good, that's good." Fudge said happily, as if Ethan had a good life and someone would give him a hundred Galleons.

"Tonks is the best young generation at the Ministry of Magic, Ethan, you're such a lucky guy!" Fudge whispered to Ethan, winking his eyes.

"By the way, Ethan," Fudge suddenly changed his tone. "It's a pity that Dumbledore didn't come to watch this match. Do you know what he's doing?"

Fudge pretended to be casual and asked Ethan.

"Oh, he's destroying Mysterious Man's Horcrux!" Ethan said indifferently, as if he was discussing with Fudge about what to eat next.

But Ethan's answer still made Fudge's face change. The narrow-minded Fudge has always been afraid of Dumbledore's power to sway him, so he has always been on guard against Dumbledore.

But when he heard Ethan's words, he realized that Dumbledore was actually fighting Voldemort at this time.

After Ethan eliminated Peter Pettigrew and Barty Crouch Jr., the Ministry of Magic was at peace again.

This made Fudge relax again, and the long peace even made Fudge feel that maybe Voldemort had not been resurrected.

All this is just a miscalculation by Ethan and Dumbledore.

But now Ethan's words brought Fudge back to reality in an instant, and Voldemort still existed.

"Ethan, is the fight against the mysterious people going well?" Fudge asked Ethan with a pale face.

"It's all good, everything is going on in an orderly manner." Ethan said lightly.

"So you've come to that point?" Fudge asked cautiously again.

Fudge loves power, and likes to hold onto all the power he can get his hands on.

But in the important work of fighting Voldemort, Fudge has always avoided meddling.

Fudge was a little-known figure when Voldemort was wreaking havoc in the wizarding world.

The madness of Voldemort and the Death Eaters at that time left a deep psychological shadow on Fudge.

"We've destroyed two of Voldemort's Horcruxes so far, and we've got a third Horcrux," Ethan reported to Fudge.

"Two? Three?" Fudge exclaimed.

As the Minister of Magic, Fudge naturally knew the details of Horcruxes, but Fudge had no idea that such evil magic as Horcruxes could be done several times at a time.

"How many Horcruxes did the mysterious man make?" Fudge asked cautiously.

"I don't know," Ethan said, "but what can be known is that there must be many Horcruxes waiting to be found~lightnovelpub.net~ God, the mysterious man, that lunatic." Fudge murmured.

In Fudge's view, making a Horcrux is an extremely evil thing, and now Voldemort has made so many in one breath.

This made Fudge even more afraid of Voldemort.

Suddenly Fudge thought of something again, "God Ethan, are we safe here with so many people here? If there are Death Eaters hidden here one by one"

Fudge warily began to inquire left and right.

"Don't worry, Minister Fudge, I will definitely protect you." Ethan assured Fudge.

It was only then that Fudge remembered what a powerful guy Ethan was, and his face became better.

"Thank you then, Ethan," said Fudge. "I'm the Minister of Magic, and those guys would really want to hurt me if I got caught by the Death Eaters."

"Yes, yes," Ethan had no choice but to respond.

At this time, a man with a long brown beard in a gorgeous black velvet robe with gold trimmings was surrounded by a group of Bulgarian wizards.

Seeing this scene, Fudge quickly got up and walked quickly towards the man.

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