The Shopkeeper of All Worlds in the British Wizarding World

Chapter 254 Quidditch World Cup

Sirius was going to politely refuse, after all, he thought that Harry was good enough, and there was no need for him to go up and take a good position. But Mr. Weasley looked at Hermione standing next to Ryan, and pulled Sirius away with a smile and said, "Of course, I wish you a happy game." Then he pulled Sirius away with a confused look on his face.

After that, everyone walked up along the purple carpet on the stairs, and the flow of people continued to be divided into the stands on the left and right. Ryan said goodbye to the Weasley family and Harry in front of the stairs leading to the top-level box, and then followed the signs on the corridor to the Black family's box.

"The reason you gave just now shouldn't be the whole reason, right?" Ryan asked Hermione beside him.

"Indeed not." Hermione replied, "There are two Ministers of Magic and a bunch of celebrities in the top box. I don't think it's appropriate for me to watch the game there now."

Well, this answer is very British. Traditional British people tend to attach great importance to class division. For example, the famous Royal Ascot is divided into the Royal Audience, Queen Anne and the Village Audience, and Windsor Audience. Each audience has a series of cumbersome requirements for the identity and dress of the people above, but countless British people still regard this as a top social occasion. A girl like Hermione who comes from a middle-class background must be greatly influenced by this environment.

"But seriously, as the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin in decades, it's not too much for us to sit there," Ryan said with a shrug.

"Okay! And I don't want you to spend the boring game time alone with that old man. What do you think of this reason?" Hermione's face turned a little red when she said this, and she stomped her feet and walked straight forward.

"That's a very good reason." Ryan walked quickly to the door of the Black family's box. Then he opened the door for Hermione very gentlemanly. "Come in, my lady."

Hermione walked into the room with a smile on her face, and Ryan followed her in. This was a small box of only a dozen square meters. Although it didn't have the full view of the top-floor box, the view was also very good because it was high up in the stadium.

Looking out from the railing, you can see that the box is right next to the golden goalpost. The whole room is dominated by emerald green and silver. Two green and silver-plated chairs are placed side by side in the middle of the room. In the middle of the chairs is a coffee table with a silver tray on it with a few small plates of snacks and two glasses of freshly squeezed juice.

"Is this the heritage of a pure-blood family? It's deeper than I thought." Ryan sighed as he drank a sip of iced juice after the two of them sat down. He even discovered that the private rooms on this floor facing the stadium were protected by magic, and people from inside could see outside clearly. But people from outside couldn't see inside the private rooms at all. When he looked down at the wizards crammed in the row seats below, Ryan fully felt the power of those pure-blood families.

But the real hero is the Weasley family. There are only 20 seats in the top box, but the Weasley family got half of the tickets at once. They can even bring in outsiders like Ryan and Hermione. You should know that in addition to the seats of the Weasley family, the remaining seats are occupied by the Ministers of Magic of the two countries, Ludo, the Director of the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic, and Barty Crouch, who should be Percy's direct superior. In short, there are important people in the room who can trigger a wizard world war if they are killed.

I just don't know if Barty Crouch Jr., who was supposed to be there today, will still be there. After all, I have changed too many plots before, and under the butterfly effect, Ryan is no longer sure that the plot can go on in the original style.

"Of course, if Barty Crouch Jr. is not here, it means that what I did is not in vain, and there is no powerful world consciousness controlling everything in this world." When Ryan was thinking about this, a thunderous sound resounded throughout the packed stadium.

"Ladies and gentlemen...welcome! Welcome to watch the 422nd Quidditch World Cup Finals!"

Ryan easily heard that today's commentary should be done by the passionate Director of the Sports Department, Ludo Bagman. As the audience erupted in noise, the board on Ryan's right that had been displaying advertisements showed the last advertisement for the multi-flavored beans (presumably the most expensive one in the bidding ranking), and then the current score appeared.

Bulgaria: 0, Ireland: 0
Ludo's voice continued to ring out on the field: "Okay, enough chit-chat, please allow me to introduce... the mascot of the Bulgarian national team!" Below the box where Ryan and his friends were was a neat bright red square formation, and at this moment, loud cheers broke out. Mascot? Ryan's first reaction was the cute panda at the Asian Games the year before he entered Hogwarts, but suddenly his mind recalled the passage in the novel, so he quickly collected his thoughts. After all, this occasion was not a good place to carefully appreciate the Bulgarian team's mascot.

Just think about the Chinese translation of "Mei Wa" and you can roughly guess what kind of magical creature this is, but Ryan thinks they should be considered a sub-human race.

After all, they look very similar to humans most of the time, and more importantly, they have no reproductive isolation from humans. Furong is an example. This also proves that the earliest source of blood power of some pure-blood families may come from this kind of intermarriage with magical creatures. After all, according to the information he knows, half-blooded veela are often beautiful, can eat, have strong magic power and have some innate spell-like abilities, such as some kind of charm.

When these veela came to the field, Ryan really felt the strange magic temptation. However, this temptation had no effect on him when Ryan's mental defense was fully opened. But even if all the magic factors were filtered out, Ryan had to admit that the unified feature of these veela was that they were beautiful, very beautiful, and very beautiful.

At this time, the green square opposite the box was in chaos, and many people were tearing off the green flowers on their chests and the forgiveness-colored hats on their heads. In contrast, Ryan's performance even seemed too calm.

"Do you think Veela are beautiful?" Just as Ryan was watching them dancing in the air with interest, a voice came from beside him.

"It's just some kind of powerful magical effect. To me, a good-looking appearance is far less attractive than an interesting soul. It's just that most people may not see this legendary dance once in their lifetime. If you don't take a look at it now, you will never have the chance again." Ryan answered naturally.

Then a refilled glass of iced juice was handed to Ryan.

With a hundred Veela, the Bulgarians probably hoped to attract enough supporters. They seemed to have succeeded: a large number of fans supporting the Irish team tore off their hats and decorations and expressed their dissatisfaction with the Veela's departure.

The Irish team quickly turned the situation around. First, a large gold and green comet flew into the field, then turned into two small comets and dispersed, and finally formed a huge green clover in the air.

As the clover floated in the air, countless gold coins fell from the sky. These gold coins were so numerous and dense that it seemed as if a golden rain had fallen on the field.

One uses sex, the other uses money. These two Ministry of Magic are indeed vulgar. But it is obvious that everyone likes it. Ryan saw that most people underground were picking up gold coins, and even their dissatisfaction with the departure of the veela disappeared.

Ryan picked up a few gold coins that fell in the box. Hermione teased him from behind, "Don't you know that these are the leprechaun's gold coins?"

"Of course I know, but I'm curious why their gold coins disappeared after an hour." Ryan said, then sat back in his seat and began to study the gold coins.

(End of this chapter)