The Shopkeeper of All Worlds in the British Wizarding World

Chapter 253 Quidditch World Cup (Please subscribe, collect, and recommend)
After a quick breakfast, everyone set out in the dark. Along the way, Mr. Weasley introduced the preparations for the game: more than 100,000 wizards will come to Britain, so preparations can only be made more than half a year in advance. For example, find a large enough open space and apply a lot of magic to hide it.

"The Quidditch World Cup actually attracted so many people." Hermione exclaimed quietly. For a European, hundreds of thousands of people gathered together is itself something worth marvelling at, not to mention that these people are all wizards.

"After all, the influence of the Quidditch World Cup among wizards is equivalent to the sum of our World Cup, Super Bowl, Olympics and other series of competitions. In the wizarding world, this is the only large-scale sporting event. So it is inevitable that wizards are very enthusiastic." Ryan explained in a low voice.

Soon everyone climbed up a small hill and met Diggory's family, and then rushed to the camp near the stadium through a portkey that looked like a broken boot.

After arriving at the camp, Ryan volunteered to stay and help Mr. Weasley prepare breakfast, because he should be the best one here in terms of cooking without magic. When he and Mr. Weasley set up the tent and lit the fire (Mr. Weasley was just making trouble), others came back with water. Even their team brought Sirius and Harry.

"Hey, Harry, how was your summer?" Ryan asked while frying eggs as he looked at Harry who was walking over.

"It's great, because the Dursleys have been treating me like I don't exist this summer. And my godfather has taught me a lot."

"That's good. By the way, do you want to eat something?" Ryan asked, pointing at the sausages on the grill.

"No, we just finished breakfast. So some tea will be enough. I heard you guys came quite early today?"

"Don't mention it. I got up at two in the morning and walked on the bad road for half the night. I'm still hungry now." Ryan said as he slashed the grilled sausages into thin slices and spread them evenly on the bread. Then he put fried eggs, lettuce and sauce on it to make a sandwich.

After repeating this several times, a stack of sandwiches was piled on the wooden plate beside Ryan. At this time, Bill, Charlie and Percy suddenly strode towards them from the woods.

"Just Apparated over here, Dad," Percy exclaimed, "Ah, great, there's something delicious!"

While everyone was eating and drinking, Ludo Bagman came over and Mr. Weasley excitedly introduced him to everyone. Ryan quickly remembered that the man in front of him was a famous gambler who dared to owe debts to the goblins. Later, in order to repay the debt, he even cheated to provide information to Harry, and finally lost all the money and ran away. As a result, the goblins went directly to the Ministry of Magic to collect the debt.

The most important lesson this process teaches us is: stay away from gambling under any circumstances.

Of course, Ludo Bagman hadn't gotten that bad at that time, but to be honest, it was really rubbish to cheat even the Weasleys, a poor family known throughout the British wizarding world.

At this time, Ludo had already opened the market, and Mr. Weasley bet one Galleon. The twins whispered a few words to Ryan and bet on a defensive bracelet. Ludo estimated the price at thirty-five Galleons.

"Whether we win or lose, this thing can help Ludo Bagman to promote the reputation of our products." When Mr. Weasley was somewhat dissatisfied with the twins' bet being so big, the twins explained confidently.

As the afternoon went by, a kind of excitement spread over the camp like a tangible cloud. The signs of magic became more and more obvious, but at this time the Ministry of Magic gave up the idea of ​​managing the happy wizards. Sirius walked in front with his head held high, and Ryan and the others followed behind. Ryan had originally planned to buy a batch of souvenirs, but Sirius, who was in the mode of throwing money, generously gave each of these school-age children a panoramic telescope and a set of uniforms that fully supported the Irish team (of course, Ryan declined the forgiveness-colored clover hat).

Naturally, most British people support the Irish team, because the regional division of the wizarding world is somewhat different from that of the Muggle world. The wizarding population is not large, so many places are divided into one region. For example, Ireland as a whole is under the jurisdiction of the British Ministry of Magic. Similarly, there cannot be one magic school in each country, and their school districts are larger. This is why Victor Krum went to school in Northern Europe even though he is Bulgarian.

Just like the Muggle world football team, the British Quidditch team is also divided into four teams: England, Scotland, Wales and Ireland. However, this also makes the Quidditch World Cup look more suspenseful, otherwise at least seven or eight out of ten games will be won by the British.

Just when Blake was about to spend some more money to buy it, a low and rich gong sound came from somewhere in the distance of the woods. As this sound, which was not magical at all, rang out, thousands of red, green and extremely rustic lanterns bloomed on the trees, illuminating the way to the stadium.

Obviously, everything is ready and it's time to enter.

As they walked quickly into the woods along the passage lit by lanterns, more and more people came out from both sides of the passage. Perhaps it was because so many people aroused the excitement of Sirius, who had been in prison for more than ten years. The more Ryan looked, the more he felt that he had a lot in common with Mr. Wolfe in the Forbidden Forest.

"Could it be that Sirius' Animagus has Husky blood?" Ryan thought curiously, but thinking that he had just given him a lot of gifts, Ryan decided to bury this impolite thought deep in his heart.

"The Black family's box is right there, serving your family loyally—" the ticket collector glanced at the ticket in Sirius's hand, and his tone became very friendly, "The high-level box with the widest view of each game is waiting for you there."

After checking the tickets, Sirius looked a little depressed in the passage, and Ryan approached him and asked, "Mr. Black, you look a little unwell."

"Yeah, I made a mistake." Seeing that the person asking him was Ryan, who had helped him a lot before, Sirius directly told him what he was worried about. "Harry is not James after all. He shouldn't sit with an old man like me, but with friends of the same age. I actually forgot."

"You're still very young." Ryan complimented her politely before saying, "How about I switch seats with Harry? I just don't know if we can change seats."

"You can change seats in all positions in the top box, but as far as I know, the view from the top box is better than the Black family's small box." Sirius said a little embarrassedly.

"It's okay. I don't feel comfortable sitting with a group of big shots in the wizarding world. But I think we should tell Mr. Weasley first." Ryan waved his hand to indicate that it was nothing.

Mr. Weasley soon agreed to the seat change plan, but Hermione also wanted to change seats with Sirius after hearing about it. One reason was that Sirius happened to be out with Harry for once and it would be better for them to be together, and the other was that she thought sitting in Sirius's family box was not bad. After all, she was not very interested in Quidditch, and the good seats should be reserved for those who truly loved Quidditch.

(End of this chapter)