Harry Potter and the Temple of Tales

Over the forest not far away, firecrackers suddenly exploded, and green and red fireworks lit up the entire night sky.

"Is it going to start?" Louis looked at the wizards who kept coming out of the tent. They were all wearing the clothes of their respective national teams, and the red and green ones were alternating.

"Sir, Twinkle will leave first. Master, Twinkle has to go to the top to take up a position." Twinkle bowed to Lewis again, then apparated and disappeared in front of his eyes.

"Dobby, just follow me these days. It will take some time for the store to open. Why don't you follow me to Hogwarts for a while."

"Everything belongs to sir, no, it belongs to the master." Dobby nodded. Since he had decided to work with Lewis, he would naturally listen to his instructions at any time.

"You don't need to call me master, Dobby." Louis corrected, "I decided to hire you with money. Then we will have an equal employment relationship and there won't be so much trouble."

"Louis, so you are here! We have been looking for you for a long time, huh? Dobby?" Harry appeared behind Louis, and as soon as they met, he saw the Dobby he knew.

"Harry Potter, we meet again." Dobby waved towards him. Not only did he meet his two best wizard friends today, but he also solved his own livelihood problem, so he was naturally very excited.

"What's the matter, Harry?"

"The game is about to start. Ron and the others have already passed. I came to find you." Harry led him into the crowd. "Let's go, Mr. Weasley is waiting at the entrance."

The crowd was bustling and rushing towards the forest. Their expressions and movements showed excitement. Even Harry and Louis were infected by their atmosphere.

After walking for about thirty minutes, the forest suddenly opened up in front of them, and a huge gymnasium appeared in front of them.

In his previous life, Louis had seen the true appearance of the stadium because of attending a concert, but the stadium in front of him was larger than any stadium he had ever seen. He had no doubt that this venue could accommodate everyone.

Mr. Weasley was waiting at the entrance of the venue, and soon they met.

"You're finally here, great." Mr. Weasley breathed a sigh of relief, "Come on, the game is about to begin."

"This place can accommodate 100,000 people. The Ministry of Magic sent 500 people to build the venue, which took almost a year." Mr. Weasley explained, "Many Muggle shielding spells have been cast here. Those Muggles

No matter what, they won't find out that it's safe here."

Following Mr. Weasley all the way up, Louis could feel the real splendor of the stadium. There were six rings erected in the huge lawn, and a circle of big lights hung above, illuminating the entire venue with brilliant fire.

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A large screen large enough for anyone to see clearly was placed on one side of the venue, with sponsor advertisements playing on it.

They stopped in front of a small room on the top floor. Mr. Weasley opened the door. Hermione, Ginny and several Weasley children had been waiting in the room for a long time.

After Louis greeted them one by one, he put Dobby down from his back and lay on the window to look down.

The ticket Mr. Weasley got was a high-class seat, so the viewing effect was naturally excellent. With the copper telescope Harry bought, Louis could even see the whole place clearly.

He turned his head and looked aside, and saw that in Mr. Crouch's private room, the house elf Sparkle was trembling, precisely because its fear of heights was not suitable for such an occasion.

But Crouch, who never cared about house elves, probably never knew that Winky would be in such a situation.

After a while, there were gradually more people in the private room, including the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge. He had a big belly and came in accompanied by the Bulgarian Minister of Magic.

When he greeted Harry like an old friend, Percy cast a jealous look in their direction.

"You should know Harry Potter." Fudge introduced to the Bulgarian man in English. He was afraid that the man did not understand English, so he fiddled with it happily. "He is the only surviving child in the hands of 'that man'.

There is one, yes, Louis."

The Bulgarian seemed to have seen the scar on Harry's forehead and kept chirping.

"Are you okay? By the way, Louis, I almost forgot." Fudge fumbled a little in his arms, then took out a card.

"You were in a hurry that day, so you forgot about this thing." Fudge put the card in Lewis's hand, "Eric mentioned your wand to me, it's good."

"This is this?" Louis stared at the card in confusion. There seemed to be magic power in the card, flickering brightly and dimly.

"The Demonic Order? Oh my god, this is the Demonic Order." Before Fudge could explain, Mr. Weasley had already shouted in shock, attracting the sideways glances of many wizards in the private room. And seeing the Demonic Order,

All the wizards opened their mouths in surprise. They did not expect that this Demonic Order Fudge would be handed over to a child of thirteen or fourteen years old.

"No, what is this magic order?"

"You don't know about the Demon Order? Hmm..." Mr. Weasley thought for a while and then said, "The Demon Order is the highest order of the Ministry of Magic today. Its power is only under the Minister, who owns the Ministry of Magic."

veto power of judgment and the power of the Wizengamot to vote judgment."

"The Demon Order can only be granted by the Minister of Magic himself, and each minister can only grant it once. The last time the Demon Order appeared was when Dumbledore defeated Grindelwald."

Mr. Weasley spoke eloquently, his eyes constantly staring at the Demonic Order in Louis' hand.

"That's right, Arthur, but don't forget that the minister still has the power to withdraw the Demonic Order." Fudge said with a smile.

Louis had heard from Sirius that Fudge would do everything possible to win over him, but he did not expect to give him such great power, which would make him no higher than the senior deputy minister of the Ministry of Magic.

However, Louis did not refuse Fudge's move, such as giving him an honorary title. Don't ask for this kind of thing for nothing. Although he knew that it was impossible to get benefits for free, as long as it was not too outrageous, he might be able to do it.

accept.

The wizards in the private room discussed for a while before changing the topic. Fudge sat down with the Bulgarian minister, but it was obvious that it was very difficult to communicate with the Bulgarians based on his appearance.

After a while, some people came into the private room that made the Weasley family, Harry, Hermione and even Louis a little unhappy.

Lucius Malfoy, with his very obvious white hair, appeared in the private room, followed by his wife Narcissa and Draco.

"Ah, Fudge, are you okay? Maybe you haven't seen my wife and my son yet." Lucius walked straight to Fudge and stretched out his hand to shake Fudge's hand.

He didn't seem to see the Weasley family on the side, but Draco looked at Louis on the other side with a jealous and contemptuous look.