Quidditch Stadium,

A certain area was silent and filled with a hint of silence.

Since it is the host, the Ministry of Magic will naturally draw an area for British fans.

The meaning is also very simple:

It’s all the World Cup, don’t matter if you are an Irish fan, an English fan, or a Scottish fan... you must stop fishing, cross-dressing, and set the pace.

In a word: During the Quidditch World Cup, we will stop fighting in an internal manner and go against the outside world.

Although everyone didn't think so in their hearts, they still suppressed their temper first.

After the game is over, we will counterattack and liquidate some groups who have been jumping for more than a month.

But, the fans at this time were all a little confused and were stunned by the scores on the field.

In just twenty minutes, the English national team, which claimed to be invincible in the training competition and celebrated the championship in advance, was beaten by Transylvania.

Zero scores, zero assists, zero steals, zero free throws, zero threatening shots... while Transylvania easily scored five goals in a row.

Currently, fifty to zero... It seems like cutting melons and vegetables.

This is the 42 consecutive wins in the England training match? Are you playing fake games in the training match?

"Oh, bad, another goal."

As a commentator, Lu Duo no longer had the passion to start.

At the beginning of thirty seconds, someone scored the goal, and you were also confused!

He shouted: "The latest technical statistics are the fastest record of completing 60 goals in Quidditch's World Cup history, which took only 32 minutes!!"

Based on the principle that although the odds are not high, this kind of small money is very stable to make money, Lu Duo defeated Five Buckon...

Unexpectedly, I was massacred by others now and had no power to turn the hand!

In the box, Professor Trelawney's hands trembled and excitedly held the prophecy ball. She screamed:

"I've known the result a long time ago!"

"You told us at noon that you could see the England national team win with the Tianmu. Is it, Sybil?" Professor McGonagall raised his eyebrows and couldn't help laughing.

Professor Trelawney snorted and glared at McGonagall.

"I deliberately didn't say the correct result, otherwise everyone would buy the Transylvania team, and you and William wouldn't be able to make Gallon.

You have suppressed so much, should you give me a little bit?"

Professor Trelawney paid a year's salary in advance, and it didn't cost much to add a dollar. It was not as much as McGonagall and William suppressed.

If she had known this result, she would have asked Dumbledore to advance the salary for six hundred years.

All the teachers looked at the two, including Professor Snape.

He touched his greasy hair, thinking.

It sounds like a big shit seems to make a lot of money... the potions he sells seem to be rising at a price.

Seeing everyone looking at themselves, Magnet coughed hard and explained softly:

"I didn't want to bet on football, I just saw Mr. Stark betting, and I bought it with me.

Just to prove to him that you can quit bet…”

Everyone rolled their eyes. Professor McGonagall made a fresh proof that there is no way to quit betting!

In the top floor private room,

Foggy gritted his teeth, and even the veins on his forehead burst out.

All senior officials from the Ministry of Magic bowed their heads to discuss with each other and made buzzing laughter.

"Look at it, let a few balls be fine, no hurry."

After he finished speaking, Transylvania scored another goal.

The audience laughed, and the audience liked to watch the scene of "small" and "small" in the face.

Everyone was very happy except for the English fans and those who pushed them to win.

Fuji felt his face beating. He also bought a thousand-galons for a small amount, and he was going to lose all his money like this.

At this time, the excitement belongs to them and has nothing to do with him!

Suddenly, the Delix Phantom appeared in the box. He walked quickly to Forge and bent down.

"Mr. Minister... I just died there..."

Fuji waved his hand impatiently and said, "You can't delay my watching the game if you die, right?"

"This is the opening match of the Quidditch World Cup!"

Everyone turned their ears to try to eavesdrop on their conversation.

Delis leaned against Fudge's ear and his voice became even smaller.

"American...beautiful..." Minister Fudge's face instantly gloomy.

The one who died was actually an American wizard!

There is no need to be the past now. With the decline of the British Empire, this also has an impact on the magic world.

This is a serious diplomatic accident.

He stood up and smiled:

"You guys have some minor problems. I'll take a step first. Have fun tonight."

"What's going on!" Fuji asked immediately after leaving the box.

"Mr. Minister, the key administrator of the Ifamoni Magic School was dead, and the body was found in his tent," said Delis.

Fudge was speechless. The bad things tonight were really one after another.

I originally wanted to show my face, but my butt was exposed!

...

...

Follow the broken walls and walk into the room.

Looking at the corpses on the ground and the damage around them, Forge frowned and said:

"It's a very fierce battle, and magic fluctuations should be detected."

"Mr. Minister, we detected it and came very quickly."

Kingsley, who had returned from the search, sighed.

"But the battle ended here faster than you think. When we arrived near the tent, there were Peruvian stealth smoke bombs around us.

There is no way to find the entrance immediately.”

Delis interrupted: "The murderer was skillful in his craftsmanship. After he was killed with one blow, he immediately fled away... It was definitely premeditated and organized.

This is not like one person can do it. I think there may be five or six wizards participating in this kill."

"So many people?" Fudge frowned.

If there is such a potential force to commit the crime, how can this Quidditch World Cup continue?

Faugi immediately thought of overseas forces and attempted to disrupt the World Cup.

French?

Britain and France have a feud, and it is also possible that they deliberately killed American wizards.

"Mr. Minister, we also found this in the dead." Kingsley handed over a small wine pot.

"This is a compound decoction."

Fuji fiddled with the wine pot, and he narrowed his eyes and said:

"So, the deceased is not the key administrator? Instead, he is pretended to be by other wizards?"

Take Compound Decoction and become another person. If the effect of the medicine has not subsided, he will maintain his appearance at the time of death and will not return to his original appearance.

"This is very tricky." Fuji rubbed his hands.

"All the wizards who did not watch the game tonight but stayed in the camp," he ordered.

"It's hard, Minister." Kingsley hesitated.

"Many wizards came in advance and just bought tickets for a certain game. With our staff, the game was over before we could finish checking one by one."

Fuji sighed.

Indeed, he could not give orders to keep all the wizards on the field on the scene, which would cause restlessness.

He is very complaining in his heart that the England national team is not good. If the game lasts for three days and three nights, how many people don’t need to come over?!

etc……
To be continued...