Hogwarts: Who uses a crowbar in wizard duels?

The next day, while everyone was having breakfast, Harry recounted his recent nightmares to everyone, mainly to Sirius.

Sirius Black wasn't quite sure what was going on, but he wrote a letter to Dumbledore himself.

He comforted Harry, telling him not to worry too much and to just live life as it comes.

The adults will handle anything.

It's worth mentioning that Ron's family wrote to say they also wanted to go see the Quidditch World Cup.

It seems that Mr. Weasley also received an invitation from someone and got a few tickets, so his family plans to go to the Quidditch World Cup.

I heard that Ron's older brothers, Charlie and Bill, will also be coming.

It's worth mentioning that Percy went to work for the International Department of Magical Cooperation after graduating this year, so he didn't go to watch the competition.

Nothing much happened in the next few days, and everyone had a good time.

Except for Ron.

Kevin and Hermione were inseparable, and Harry and Ginny were inseparable.

Only Ron was lonely and bored, and Sirius couldn't bear to see him like that, so he turned into a big dog and let Ron pet him.

This was the first time Ron had ever missed Draco so much.

The day of the Quidditch World Cup finally arrived, and Ron was once again rejuvenated.

Everyone got up at four o'clock that morning because they had to leave the city and go to a deserted place in the suburbs where there was a door key.

They didn't travel with the Weasleys, so the nearest door key wasn't the worn-out boot from the movie, but a dilapidated wooden barrel.

Only Sirius Black has experience here. When he was still studying at Hogwarts, he had the experience of watching the Quidditch World Cup once, which was also done by teleporting through a Portkey.

"Alright children, it's almost time. Everyone put your hands on the barrel."

Sirius glanced at his watch and said to the group.

"What is this?" Harry asked curiously.

"This is a portal key that can teleport us to the Quidditch World Cup venue. It's set to activate at a specific time, so if you miss it, your ticket will be wasted."

Sirius Black was the first to put his hand on the barrel, and the others followed suit.

"Okay, three, two, one!"

As Sirius Black's countdown ended, the people gathered around the barrel were all swept into a distorted space and disappeared from the spot.

Everyone felt a strong sense of weightlessness, and the world spun around them. The next moment, with a spatial tremor, they appeared on a lawn.

"Wow!" The group exclaimed in surprise. Kevin was alright, because he had actually secretly learned Apparition, and the effect was almost the same, but he was too young to get certified.

This year's Quidditch World Cup is being held in a deserted swamp. Ron told me that the Quidditch World Cup is held every four years, and each time 100,000 wizards come to watch, making it a very lively event.

The situation on the scene was indeed like that. They walked up a small hill and looked at the sea of ​​people and the endless rows of tents not far away.

As the crowd drew closer, they were once again greeted by a deafening roar of voices, much like a World Cup in the Muggle world, with fans of various teams cheering everywhere, making it even more lively than a festival.

The group passed through the tents and came to a small open space with a wooden sign that read "10398".

"This is it, the location of our camp."

Sirius Black pulled up the wooden sign and said, "Kevin, it's time to head to your tent."

Kevin nodded and took the tent out of his stretching spell bag.

Soon a tent appeared on the campsite.

Everyone crawled inside.

"You little guys used to have a pretty good life."

Sirius was entering their tent for the first time and looked around curiously.

"Won't we be discovered by Muggles with so many of us gathered here?"

Harry asked curiously.

"Don't worry, the British Ministry of Magic started preparations months in advance to ensure the competition goes smoothly."

"All related tourist attractions in the vicinity have been cancelled, and all Muggles are prohibited from approaching."

"The surrounding area was also sealed with a massive isolation spell cast by thousands of wizards."

Sirius lay back on the soft cushions in the lobby and said lazily that the competition hadn't started yet, and he needed to catch up on some sleep first.

So Harry and the others left the tent together, intending to wander around the neighborhood.

There were many people selling things at stalls outside, as well as various acrobats, and most of all, fans wearing brightly colored jerseys.

They all looked around with curiosity, captivated by the festive atmosphere.

"Hey kids, you've arrived!"

While the group was wandering around aimlessly, they ran into the Weasleys.

The group of people greeted them happily.

They were accompanied by an unfamiliar middle-aged man and their acquaintance, Cedric.

The middle-aged man was Amos Diggory, who had come with the Weasleys and was Cedric's father.

"Oh my goodness, you must be Harry Potter, Mr. Potter. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Amos Diggory stepped forward and shook hands with Harry, his tone slightly exaggerated.

"Uh, nice to meet you." Harry was completely confused by him, but still shook hands politely.

Cedric, who was standing nearby, also greeted several classmates, whose stories he had heard of to some extent.

First year students protected the Philosopher's Stone; second year students resolved the locked-room crisis; third year students were relatively quiet, except for rumors that someone had subdued a Dementor.

"Alright, Arthur, we'll part ways here. Goodbye, Mr. Potter."

Amosdigori had barely finished shaking hands when he immediately said goodbye and led Cedric to their own camp.

"Where's Cilias? Wasn't he with you?"

Mr. Weasley noticed that Sirius was not in their group and asked...

"He's catching up on sleep in his tent."

"Well, that's definitely his style."

"Then don't wander off and get separated. There are all sorts of people here, so be careful."

Finally, Mr. Weasley gave one last instruction and led his family to their camp.

Because their ticket slots are different, they don't intend to form a group.

After wandering around for a while, the group got bored and returned to their tents, planning to rest and watch the game in the evening.

......

"Look, isn't that Draco?"

An hour before the start of the competition, they set off for the competition venue.

Harry, with his sharp eyes, spotted Draco's back as he walked. Draco was following behind Lucius, with a noblewoman, Narcissa, standing beside him.

She didn't come along in the movie. Actually, she didn't want to come in the first place, but she heard that Kevin would also be watching the game, so she wanted to take the opportunity to see Kevin.

"The Malfoy kids, you seem to get along quite well with him."

Sirius saw it too; he had noticed last year that Draco often hung out with Harry and the others.

He didn't have a good impression of Lucius because Lucius was also a Death Eater and a supporter of Voldemort.

After Voldemort's downfall, he donated a large sum of money to escape imprisonment and claimed that he had joined the Death Eaters under the control of the Imperius Curse.

But anyone with eyes can see that it's impossible.

He also knew Narcissa better; she was actually his cousin.

However, after he ran away from home, he had little contact even with the Black family's immediate relatives, let alone a married Black.

However, he didn't intend to interfere in the affairs of the younger generation. Harry was capable of discerning right from wrong, and he trusted Harry's judgment.

"Uh...actually, our relationship wasn't that great..."

Harry reminisced about the days when he and Draco would sabotage each other, and complained.

As they walked, they ran into Lucius and the Weasleys.

"Ha, old Weasley, I suppose you'd be the first to know if it rains."

Lucius sneered at the Weasleys.

Mr. Weasley didn't say anything, but it was easy to tell from his expression that he really wanted to punch Lucius to shut him up.

"What, what happened to Mr. Kevin from last time? Did he miss the deadline and can't make it?"

Just as Lucius was arguing with them, Kevin came to Draco's side and hooked his arm around Draco's neck.

"Hey, Draco, why are you dressed so smartly to watch a football game?"

Narcissa and Lucius, who were standing nearby, immediately noticed Kevin and his group, as did the Weasleys.

"Kevin?" Draco was taken aback, looking at Kevin who had suddenly appeared beside him.

However, Kevin ignored him and looked at Narcissa instead.

"Mrs. Malfoy, you wouldn't want your son to be bullied at school, would you?"

Kevin hooked his arm around Draco's neck and said in a slightly threatening tone.

Draco: ?

"Are you Kevin? Draco mentioned you to me. What do you need?"

Surprisingly, Narcissa treated Kevin with unusual kindness, as naturally as if she were talking to a classmate's mother.

Kevin, who was about to continue speaking and tell her to shut up and get lost with Lucius, was also taken aback.

This script isn't right. Madam, shouldn't you have resisted first?

Seeing Kevin choking, Draco clearly understood what Kevin was planning. He rolled his eyes and pried Kevin's hand away.

"Mother, it is indeed Kevin."

Draco had spoken to his family about Kevin, and Narcissa had a good impression of the little guy who had helped her son transform.

She didn't care what grudges Lucius had against her; anyone who could help her precious son was a good child.

Moreover, the conflict between him and Lucius was indeed started by Lucius.

"Hello Kevin, it's a pleasure to meet you. My son Draco has benefited greatly from your guidance at school. Please feel free to let me know if you need anything."

Narcissa spoke very kindly to Kevin.

"Oh... hello..."

He couldn't figure out which side Narcissa was on.

"Long time no see, Mr. Kevin. My good-for-nothing son has certainly received a lot of care. I heard you were attacked the year before last. Were you alright?"

At this moment, Lucius also came over, blocking Draco and Narcissa, and said insincerely.

That's it, that's it, that's exactly how it feels.

"Long time no see, Mr. Malfoy."

Kevin extended a hand to shake hands with Lucius.

Lucius hesitated for a moment, then reached out and shook hands with Kevin.

But he regretted it the next moment, as Kevin's hand gripped his hand tightly like a vise.

Lucius's expression changed, and a sharp pain shot through his hand.

"I was indeed attacked before, but guess what? I killed all eleven of them. I don't know which genius hired them. Their judgment needs improvement."

Kevin continued to apply pressure with his hands, while sneering.

"Oh...is that so...it's alright...that's good."

Lucius forced a strained, ugly smile despite the excruciating pain in his hand.

After saying that, Kevin released Lucius's hand, allowing Lucius to escape.

However, no one noticed Kevin's actions; those who didn't know better would have thought that Kevin and Lucius had a good relationship.

Only Sirius Black, with his sharp eyes, and Mr. Weasley, who was high up, spotted them.

After breaking free, Lucius looked coldly at Kevin, but didn't react. Instead, he said coldly, "I hope Mr. Kevin continues to have such good luck. Come on, Draco, Narcissa."

Then he turned around and left.

Draco waved helplessly at the group: "See you at school."

Narcissa simply nodded to Kevin without saying anything, glanced at Sirius one last time, and then left with Draco, following Lucius.

The turmoil has now come to an end.