As soon as the two met, they clasped their hands tightly and started talking.

Although neither of them spoke the same language, the two pretended to be good friends.

Holding hands cordially, they chatted.

Afterwards, Fudge waved to Ethan, who hurried forward and took a few steps.

"Ethan, let me introduce you, this is Bulgaria's Minister of Magic." Fudge said enthusiastically.

Bulgarian Minister of Magic shook hands with Ethan, and watched Ethan's amber cat eyes for a while

For a long time, Fudge was introducing Ethan to various people, some rich, or prominent wizards.

In the end, the Weasley family, whom Ethan was familiar with, finally came to the box on the top floor.

Percy, who had just come up, saw Fudge standing with Ethan at a glance. He quickly ran to Fudge and greeted Fudge excitedly.

Being too excited, Ethan bent his waist too low and almost dropped his eyes on the ground again.

Ethan caught the glasses quickly, then handed them to Percy again.

Percy glanced gratefully at Ethan.

Fudge, on the other hand, was completely uninterested in Percy, and even called Percy by the wrong name. "Ah, so are you, Weatherby."

Everyone present was embarrassed, only Percy seemed to be unaware, still proud that the Minister for Magic had greeted him.

Fudge's attention was now on Harry, who was the legendary savior after all.

Especially when he knew that Voldemort was not dead, Fudge was more kind to Harry.

When Fudge greeted Harry like an old friend, Percy cast a jealous look at Harry.

Fudge took Harry's hand as lovingly as a father, greeted him, and introduced him to the wizard sitting next to him.

Then the Malfoys also got into the box.

Lucius Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, and Narcissa Malfoy held their heads high and walked in front of everyone with their family's unique arrogance.

They greeted Fudge and Ethan politely.

Now Draco Malfoy admires Ethan quite a bit, so he is very respectful to Ethan.

Lucius Malfoy looked at Ethan with complicated eyes, and Ethan even read a trace of fear and worry from the depths of Lucius Malfoy's eyes.

Ethan didn't know why the aloof Mr. Malfoy felt this way about him.

The Malfoys were not so friendly to the Weasleys and Harry and Hermione.

Lucius Malfoy glanced around the Weasley family members in disgust.

Then he said slowly, "My God, Arthur, what did you sell to get this top box seat? Your belongings must not be worth so much money, right?"

Hearing Lucius Malfoy's words, Mr. Weasley's expression suddenly turned ugly.

"It's none of your business, Lucius," said Mr. Weasley, biting.

Lucius Malfoy wasn't answering Mr. Weasley's words, he focused all his attention on Hermione.

Obviously, Lucius Malfoy didn't think a Muggle-born girl should appear in such a "high-end occasion" where the wizarding elite gathered

Lucius Malfoy just opened his mouth to satirize something, but he suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and glanced at Ethan quickly.

He closed his mouth and took his family to his own seat.

Hermione had been waiting for Mr. Malfoy's bitter words, and he was very curious to see the Malfoys leave without a word, and he didn't understand why.

At this moment, Ludo Bagman suddenly rushed into the box.

"Are you all ready?" he said, his round face gleaming like a giant ball of cheese.

"Minister Fudge, can we start?" Ludo Bagman asked Fudge cautiously.

"Get started, Ludo," said Fudge kindly.

Ludo Bagman pulled out his wand, pointed to his throat and said, "The voice is loud!" Then his words resounded like thunder, resounding through the packed stadium.

His voice echoed over their heads, loudly to every corner of the stand.

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

The audience burst into cheers and applause. Thousands of flags were waved at the same time, accompanied by the chaotic national anthem, the scene was really lively.

The advertisements on the blackboard opposite finally disappeared, and now there are several large characters, Bulgaria: 0, Ireland: 0.

"Okay, without further ado, please allow me to introduce the mascots of the Bulgarian national team!" Ludo Bagman shouted in an exaggerated voice.

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

More than a hundred extremely beautiful women slid toward the arena, and Ethan looked at these veelas curiously.

Their facial features are very delicate and beautiful, their skin is as bright and soft as the moon, and their white-blond hair is beautifully flowing backwards in the absence of wind.

They seem to have special magic powers that attract people involuntarily.

Suddenly, there was moving music in the stadium, and the Veela began to dance, their limbs moving in a strange rhythm.

Every stroke seems to be in the same beat as the viewer's heart, making people want to get close to them involuntarily.

Ethan knew it was the magic of Veela's innate magic.

The young men at the scene seemed to have been unable to bear it any longer.

They all walked towards the stands, as if they wanted to have a close contact with the Veela.

This includes Harry and Ron.

As the Veela danced faster and faster, Harry and Ron stood up involuntarily, walked towards the stands like sleepwalking, and even tried to turn over the stands and dance with the Veela.

"Hey! Harry! Ron! What are you doing?" Hermione exclaimed~lightnovelpub.net~ Veela's charms are only for men, so Hermione has no idea what Harry and Ron are. what do you want to do.

He can only pull the shoulders of his two friends hard, trying to make them not do any shameful stupid things.

Not only Ron and Harry, but many young wizards in the stadium had this embarrassing scene.

Their female companions were trying to wake them up at this time, but they were still staring at the Veela like sleepwalking.

This naturally does not include Ethan, Fudge, the Bulgarian Minister, and Lucius Malfoy.

Several people deliberately commented loudly on Veela dancing at this time, laughing and talking, to show that they were not confused by Veela.

After all, these people are the high-level Ministry of Magic to deal with this kind of low-level magic naturally.

It is worth noting that Draco Malfoy was also sitting in the chair honestly at this time, but he was actually confused.

The only reason he was sitting in the chair was that his parents were holding his shoulders firmly from left to right, preventing him from getting up and doing those stupid things that shame the family.

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