Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

"Um, Dad, didn't you say our ticket is the best ticket?"

Ron asked stupidly.

Facing the question of his youngest son, Mr. Weasley was speechless with embarrassment.

At this time George stood up and answered everyone's doubts: "Mike is a sponsor of the Quidditch World Cup, and some privileges are not unexpected."

As soon as this remark came out, the faces of all the people present showed a look of sudden realization. They had heard that Mike had already started many companies at a young age. The only surprise was that he was now able to sponsor the Quidditch World Cup. Level up the game.

"How much money did he sponsor?!"

Ron asked hurriedly, he was very nervous about anything related to Jin Gallon.

"How do I know?" George said, knocking on Ron's head, "Okay, don't talk about this, the new ticket inspector is here, let's go in quickly."

On the other side, Mike and Penello were brought into the stadium respectfully by the female ticket inspector.

As soon as he entered the stadium, besides the huge and spectacular stadium, what Mike saw was a huge blackboard at the highest point of the stadium, as if an invisible big hand was writing with chalk, with golden words and words constantly flashing on it. pattern.

And these words and patterns on the surface are also what Mike wants to be familiar with-advertisements.

Ads for all sponsors including Los Santos Corporation.

Dolphin Magic Drink—delid refreshing (delicious and refreshing).

Immediately afterwards, a pair of frozen Dolphin magic drink dripping with water drops flashed out, making people look very appetizing.

...

Los Santos Magic Towel - super intelligent, automatically do whatever you want it to do!

Then a towel man with cartoon facial features flashed out, smiled at everyone, and gave a thumbs up.

...

The advertising slogans on the blackboard are playing in a loop, but it can be clearly seen that the quality of the advertisements of the Los Santos series is much better than other advertisements.

While other advertisements are still using as many words as possible to describe the functions of their products, the promoters of Los Santos have brought in the advanced knowledge of Muggle society,

Use eloquent slogans and gorgeous pictures for publicity.

Nodding in satisfaction, Mike followed the conductor's guidance and walked into a box.

This box is located at the highest point of the entire stadium, facing the golden goal post, it can be said to be the best place to watch goals.

There are about 20 purple-gold seats here, neatly arranged in two groups. At this time, some seats are already occupied by some people, and among them, the only people Mike knows are the Malfoy family.

They also obviously noticed Mike, and saw that Lucius instinctively wore a beautiful aristocratic smirk, and his body moved slightly as if he wanted to stand up to meet Mike.

But at the next moment, he saw Penello next to Mike, so he stopped moving, and the smirk on his face could no longer hold back.

Do not misunderstand.

The well-informed Mr. Lucius would naturally not be impressed by Penello's beauty like Harry and Ron. He just recognized Penello's identity as a Muggle-born wizard.

This made him give up the idea of ​​greeting Mike and the others. After all, it is absolutely unacceptable for these "noble purebloods" to greet Muggle-born wizards.

Of course, Mike is an exception, his strength and wealth are enough for Lucius to ignore his origin.

It's just that Lucius actually doesn't understand Mike.

According to his thinking, an outstanding person like Mike should try his best to find a way to marry a girl from a pure-blood family to improve the bloodline of the next generation.

Then the next generation also went on to marry the purest blood.

In this way, after two or three generations, the Townley family may barely be able to earn the title of pure blood family.

Instead of going to find a Muggle witch with the same dirty blood as now.

Maybe he just wanted to have fun.

Thinking of this, Lucius felt a little better, and the smile on his face became more natural, and he nodded to Mike as a greeting.

Reaching out without hitting the smiling face, Mike nodded to Lucius, and then smoothly found the two front seats in the first row according to the ticket number, and sat down.

Now Draco's face completely darkened. He was dissatisfied with his father's initiative to greet Mike, but now seeing that Mike's seat was even better than theirs, he couldn't sit still at all.

But in fact, this is not the best seat in this box. Next to Mike's seat, there are three seats closer to the stadium, presumably reserved by Fudge for himself and some of the most distinguished guests.

Mike guessed right, Fudge soon came to the box, greeted everyone in the box one by one, and sat down next to Mike.

"Huh, Mike, how are you?" Fudge said with a long breath and pointed to a man next to him, "Let me introduce you, this is the Minister of Magic of Bulgaria!"

Mike looked in the direction of Fudge's finger, and saw a middle-aged man in a gorgeous black velvet robe with gold trim and nodded at him with a smile.

Mike saw that the other party didn't seem to want to chat with him, so he didn't make a sound, just nodded.

But Fudge obviously didn't think so. He introduced Mike to the Bulgarian minister in broken English with some gestures.

It's a pity that the other party seemed to be completely ignorant of English, so he spread his hands and smiled helplessly.

Seeing this, Fudge had no choice but to give up, took out a silk handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and kept looking towards the entrance of the box.

"Did you see Harry?"

Mike glanced at Fudge suspiciously, and replied:

"They're behind me."

"Really? I hope they won't be late, I sent Weasley a ticket here on purpose."

As soon as he said that, Mike immediately understood that Mr. Weasley is an insignificant little person in the Ministry of Magic. Such a person can get tickets in this box, and even get seven or eight tickets. This is obviously In Harry's light.

Fudge just wanted to find a more natural excuse to invite Harry over and pretend to be Poppy in front of his international friends.

Mike guessed right again, when Harry finally arrived at the box, Fudge greeted him immediately, first greeted the Weasleys perfunctorily, then took Harry's hand enthusiastically, and began to greet him Introduce the Bulgarian minister.

The Bulgarian was obviously also very interested in Harry, touching the lightning-shaped scar on Harry's forehead and chatting for a long time.

Now Fudge was at ease.

After a while, Fudge sent Weasley and the others to their seats,

And when Mr. Weasley saw the Malfoy family sitting behind their seats, his face immediately pulled down.

"Nice to meet you, Weasley." Lucius stood up and greeted Mr. Weasley seemingly kindly, but then said in a low voice that could be heard clearly by those around him, "What did you sell to get this top box seat? Surely your stuff isn't worth that much, is it?"

Mr. Weasley's face turned as red as his hair in an instant, and getting the first-class ticket had been the main talking point of his bragging contest these days, and being mocked by his old rival Malfoy made him furious.

Fudge gave Lucius a meaningful look, and then said to Mr. Weasley as if he hadn't heard his words:

"Mr. Malfoy recently made a large donation to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries, Arthur. He's my guest of honor."

Mike silently gave Fudge a thumbs up.

Fudge's words seem to be warning Mr. Weasley not to conflict with Malfoy, but the actual meaning is, 'They bought it with money, and you are different from you. You are the best. '

Sure enough, as soon as Mr. Weasley said this, he stopped being angry immediately, while the Malfoy family still looked arrogant.

Mike shook his head silently, and stopped looking at the situation behind him.

It's not unreasonable for Mr. Weasley to despise Lucius. Apart from being rich, this guy is really useless. His EQ and IQ are completely crushed. He can't even understand such low-level words, but he still has a sense of superiority. full.

With Fudge rejoining Mike's side and commenting on Mike's old acquaintance, Ludo Bagman finally officially announced that the World Cup has begun.

Accompanied by the cheers, screams and various messy national anthems of 100,000 people, all the patterns on the blackboard at the beginning disappeared, and then appeared: Bulgaria: 0, Ireland: 0.

Afterwards, a full hundred Veela, the mascot of the Bulgarian team, slid to the center of the field.

"Merlin's beard! It's actually a Veela!"

"This is really..."

…

Scattered sounds of astonishment came from behind Mike, obviously these people were very surprised by Veela's appearance.

The beauty of these veela has already broken through the limits of human adjectives, just standing there attracted the attention of all the men present.

Then they started dancing.

Ever since, most of the men present went crazy.

In their world, everything else disappeared, only the elf-like figures in the center of the arena remained.

Mike watched the stands near the boxes with his own eyes. The men, regardless of their age, all stared straight at the veela gods, as if they wanted to hug them directly.

What's more, they even jumped directly from the stands.

This is the talent of Veela, the terrifying and charming ability that can make any male creature lose control!

Mike didn't panic about this, he used the Occlumency Charm early on, and at this moment he was watching the Veela dance in the audience expressionlessly.

There were many people in the box who were not charmed like him, and Minister Fudge and the Bulgarian minister were one of them.

Minister Bulgaria had activated Occlumency just like Mike, while Minister Fudge relied on the glowing silver pendant on his chest.

Seeing this, the Bulgarian minister showed a mocking smile, obviously looking down on Fudge's behavior of relying on foreign objects.

The dance is still going on. To be honest, leaving aside the charm ability of the veela, their dance is actually very ordinary, even worse than those dances that Mike has seen in his previous life.

If it weren't for the fact that the veela in the audience are so beautiful, Mike would never be interested in this kind of dance.

The men present were all addicted to the Veela dance, but the women felt uncomfortable.

Hermione was pulling Ron and Harry vigorously to prevent them from jumping out of the box, but her eyes looked towards Mike from time to time, as if she wanted to see if Mike was also fascinated by the hoofs in the audience. Mr. Weasley was being held by George and Freddie.

And behind them, the Malfoys were looking at their ugliness with contempt on their faces, and Draco also followed his father's example and raised his head, looking at Harry proudly, while rubbing his right hand constantly on his thigh with.

It was pinched by his mother to wake him up after he was charmed just now, and it hurts a lot.

Penello is naturally aware of Veela as a creature. She knows that Veela's ability is extremely lethal to men, so when she saw Mike's nonchalant appearance, she opened her mouth in surprise.

Immediately afterwards, she laughed and said nothing, but held Mike's hand a little tighter.

Perhaps it was because the protests from the female audience were too loud, the veela performances were not long, and they left the venue soon.

This time, the male spectators were not happy. They yelled and protested frantically, and some even threw cups and trash into the stadium.

It's a pity that Ludo didn't care so much, and directly announced the appearance of the mascot of the Irish team.

The audience present only heard a whoosh, and a green and gold object that looked like a comet flew into the stadium, and then suddenly split into two smaller comets, each pulling out a rainbow in midair and flying into the stadium. Inside the cylindrical door frames on both sides of the arena.

This gorgeous special effect instantly attracted everyone's attention. There were bursts of astonishment from the crowd, and the men who were still a little angry also fell silent.

Immediately afterwards, the rainbow gradually disappeared, and the two shining big balls became bigger and bigger when they were linked together, and finally turned into a huge clover hovering into the sky. Not only that, but with the rotation of the huge clover, countless The little golden things were thrown off, and Mike quickly grabbed one of them, only to find out that it was Jin Gallon.

Everyone went crazy, they stood up and frantically grabbed the gold coins, even the people in this small box were no exception.

Mike didn't move. He had already seen the truth of the performance. The huge clover was actually made up of countless Irish leprechauns holding lanterns.

These sprites have countless gold coins in the legend, which is indeed the case, but the gold coins they own are all fake, and they are conjured by magic and are not recognized by Gringotts.

"Hey, Mike, hurry up and grab it. Although this thing will disappear after a while, it is also a symbol of luck."

Fudge snatched a lot of gold coins, panting back to his seat and said to Mike.

He obviously knew what these gold coins were, but he went to grab them anyway.

This is not to say that he is greedy for money. In fact, although the leprechaun's gold coins cannot be used as Galleon envoys, they do have a good meaning.

But Mike was unmoved, just shook his head with a smile.

He was not from a corrupt country in his previous life, so he doesn't believe this.