DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Let's go, Harry!" Sirius stepped forward to help Harry up, "This is the first time I use a Portkey, just get used to it..."

A few people turned over a small sand dune, and the sun slanted down and shone warmly on their bodies.

On the plain, piles of tents filled the ground. Masses of Quidditch fans fly excitedly through the air on various broomsticks wearing their favorite team uniforms.

It's lively, but also extravagant. A large number of juggling troupes demonstrated the weird magic they developed, and some young wizards stopped by their side and clapped their hands for a long time, unwilling to leave...

Since it was the first time for everyone to participate in this kind of world-class wizarding activity, Sirius began to show off his experience in this area with joy:

"This happens only once in four years, and the countries and regions where it is held are different every year. The Ministry of Magic has spent a lot of effort on this event. It has been busy since last year..."

"Stop!" Carl waved his hand, interrupting Sirius' speech, "Although it's my first time here, you don't really think I don't understand anything, do you?"

"Isn't it?" Sirius gave him a suspicious look.

"hehe……"

Harry looked at Carl and Sirius with some headaches. The two of them bickered all the time, trying to overwhelm each other, and he didn't know why.

Of course, Harry wouldn't be surprised if he knew what Carl had been up to when he first met Sirius.

Carl is unwilling to do anything that is inappropriate.

Sirius led the way, leading Harry to a huge tent in no time. This area is different from the densely packed camps full of tents they saw before. There is only one tent within a few hundred meters, and it looks extremely empty...

Sure enough, rich people have privileges no matter where they are.

Seeing this huge camp, Carl suddenly regretted that he still asked for too little before...

Walking into the tent, Harry opened his mouth wide in surprise, and at this moment he couldn't believe his eyes.

The space inside the tent is at least ten times larger, like a fortress, with everything...

"A good traceless extension spell..." Carl raised his eyebrows. Such a huge traceless extension spell would require at least several wizards to release and fix it.

"It's really great!" Harry suddenly realized that he was still too young. When he saw those tents just now, he was wondering how such a small tent could accommodate people...

The Quidditch World Cup is one of the most important games in the wizarding world, because there is nothing other than this sport that wizards have passed down and recognized all over the world...

At night, bonfires were lit on the plain, and there were screams of excitement everywhere. And the wizards were predicting this year's champion at the opening. A large sum of Galleons was thrown on the gaming table, and Karl's eyes turned red when he saw it.

But it's a pity that he doesn't know which team is the champion this time. Normal people don't care about this when they read books or movies.

Therefore, he could only watch those crazy gamblers screaming excitedly with red eyes...

However, he still gritted his teeth and took out a hundred Galleons to press on the Irish team. After all, he thinks that the main task is carried out in England, so it has to revolve around the home field...

But soon he was slapped in the face...

In a large open space outside the Sirius camp, Carl ate the meat that Harry had just roasted and looked at the Wanjia lights over there and sighed, I am so stupid, really, why did I forget such an important thing...

After getting their full food and drink, the opening time of the game is almost here.

Quite a strange operation, this kind of high-speed flight in the sky will be held at night.

This needs to test not only the eyesight of the players, but also the eyesight of the audience. This black light is blind, even with a lot of spotlights and lighting magic, it is easy to lose sight of things...

Sirius and his party sat in the box specially set up by the organizer for the Black family, eating snacks and watching the opening ceremony of the game with great interest:

The Irish team, dressed in green uniforms, lined up with seven people and flew across the air at high speed. Their special brooms sprayed green streamers backwards like rockets, and soon formed a green doll dancing in the air. .

A large number of fireworks rose into the sky, and people's emotions were instantly ignited. Some wizards even fainted out of excitement.

"Good evening, everybody!

As Minister for Magic, it is now my great honor to welcome each of you to the 422nd Quidditch Final! "

Fudge poked his face with his wand with a smile, and then swung it fiercely, a soft white spot of light floated slowly into the sky in everyone's expectant eyes.

"Now, the game begins!"

The white light exploded violently, and the players from both sides rushed out in an instant, and a fierce competition ensued...

He can't remember the specific process of the game. The only memory left to him here is the one hundred gold Galleons who left him and that wolf who caused him to lose a huge sum of money——Wei Kedok Krum, the ace Seeker of the Bulgarian team.

This is the only person worthy of his memory besides the demon king!

When Sirius learned that he lost a hundred Galleons by pressing the wrong treasure, he almost couldn't close his legs with laughter. Although this hundred Galleons was just a drizzle in his eyes, he always had a feeling in his heart when he saw Carl being deflated. It's a pleasure not to come out.

"It's all wrong, your eyesight doesn't seem that good!" Sirius laughed wildly, ignoring the black lines all over Carl's head.

And at this moment, a huge explosion instantly overshadowed his laughter.

"What's going on here? What kind of crazy celebration ceremony are those brainless fans doing..."

Sirius' devilish laughter stopped abruptly. After coughing twice, he stood up from his chair and staggered towards the outside of the tent—he drank too much wine just now, and his legs and feet were a little uncomfortable ...

However, he just opened the door and took a look at the scene outside, and he was shocked for a moment, a chill rushed straight to his forehead, magic power flowed all over his body, and most of the alcohol smell disappeared in an instant...

He turned his head suddenly, his face no longer had the previous laughing and joking look, and he looked extremely serious for a moment.

"Damn it! It's the Death Eaters, it's unexpected that they have the guts to come here to make trouble!

Get your wands out quickly, there may be an inevitable battle later! "

In fact, there is no need for Sirius to remind, as early as the explosion sounded, Karl had already pinched a majestic dimensional cannon in his hand, and he could release it at any time...