Chapter 198 Quidditch Match

High-ranking people, powerful people, killing ordinary people is as easy as killing ants.

Rey felt that Fudge was targeting him, presumably because of one of his loyal subordinates, Carbopol Doric.

The professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, managed to get a nail into Hogwarts, but it was pulled out in less than a year, and it was also pulled into Azkaban.

Although it was true that Carbopol Doric made the mistake first, no matter how he thought about it, Fudge always held his breath.

Since he became Minister of Magic, Dumbledore has often pointed his finger at him and given corresponding advice. This made him, the Minister of Magic, always feel a little underweight in front of outsiders.

While the finger-pointing was wise in hindsight, he, Cornelius Fudge, was the Minister for Magic, not a puppet.

People are like this, they know that the other party is right, but they just don't want to admit it, so it's not an exaggeration to confuse right and wrong. This is the so-called face, and sometimes face can really make people do a lot of stupid things.

"Mr. Fudge seems to have something against me."

Naturally, Rey was very dissatisfied with Cornelius Fudge, which was obviously aimed at, so Rey said to Dumbledore with a slight dissatisfaction afterwards.

"No, he just wanted to protect the wizarding world from being made public," Dumbledore replied with a sigh.

Dumbledore naturally had nothing to say about his old friend.

Rey complained and nodded, expressing his approval of Dumbledore's words. There is nothing to do if you don't agree, not to mention the complaint just now, Rey feels that some children are indeed full of emotions.

It's good to keep everything in mind, and there is no need to complain to Dumbledore at all.

"Rest the child early, and I'll leave first."

Dumbledore ordered, then opened the door and left. Rey was alone in the empty office.

Looking at the closet with an open flame, Rey pushed open the door and went back to his room.

A false alarm!

Whether it was being besieged during the day, or being cornered by Fudge just now. Especially when I faced Fudge just now, I felt more tired than the battle during the day.

"Protecting the wizarding world from the public?"

"Hehe, if one day all ordinary people know that magic exists in the real world. How wonderful is Cornelius Fudge's face?"

There was a smile on the corner of Rey's mouth lying on the bed.

It's a good idea. Just by imagining it, the anger I suffered tonight was almost calmed down. If conditions permit, Rey might actually do it.

Morning, very early morning, that is, before dawn.

When the sky was just turning white, the door to Rey's room began to bang.

At this time, Rey was sleeping familiarly, and the door had been knocking for a while.

Yawning and scratching his short hair, Rey finally got up and opened the door after a long ideological struggle.

"Hey, my hand is about to break. Why are you getting up now."

As soon as the door opened, Agnes complained.

"Agnes, why are you here?" I didn't expect it would be Agnes knocking on the door, and I didn't expect her to knock on her door so early.

Today's Agnes is very casual, with blond hair tied back simply, wearing a T-shirt, a light jacket, a pair of women's jeans, and a pair of white tennis shoes.

"Are you going to exercise?"

The hazy Rey asked in surprise. I don't understand how Agnes, who has always been dressed up, changed her sex today.

"Hey, it was you who invited me in your letter yesterday to come over earlier today,

Talk about watching the Appleby Arrows vs. Balicas Bats final together. Do you forget it? "

Agnes spread out his hands and asked incredulously looking at Rey, who was still sleepy.

"Appleby Arrows vs Balicas Bats final, oh my god!"

Speaking of the Quidditch match, Rey suddenly woke up. Indeed, as Agnes said, he invited her to watch the game this morning. However, because of the events that happened one after another yesterday, he had completely forgotten about it.

"Sorry, sorry. I'll be fine in a minute."

Rey apologized and pushed Agnes out the door. Men and women are different, so it is better to avoid changing clothes or something.

Men don’t go out like women, they don’t need so many cumbersome procedures, and they don’t need to worry about what clothes to wear.

Less than ten minutes later, Rey opened the door again.

"It's pretty fast."

It only took less than ten minutes, Agnes outside the door expressed some surprise.

"It has to be fast, the holiday is coming to an end soon, I haven't had a good time yet." Rey replied with a smile.

"Then what did you do? Who told you to sleep for two months."

The two went downstairs together, Agnes said jokingly.

"This is not something I can control..." Rey replied somewhat embarrassedly.

"By the way, where shall we go next?"

Agnes was looking forward to today's game, but this sentence confused Rey again.

"Where are you going? Aren't we going to the ball game?" Rey asked back after a moment of shock.

At this time, the two had already walked downstairs, but it was too early. Only Gatling was packing up downstairs, and he must be ready to open after the sky was bright.

Hearing Rey questioning himself, Agnes turned and raised his chin to stare at Rey, who was much taller than himself, and then stared at him with an expression that looked like he was looking at some kind of magical animal.

After two or three seconds like this, Agnes had a clear look on her face, and then she stretched out her hand and said to Rey, "Bring it here."

"What?" Rey didn't realize what Agnes meant.

Agnes sighed and said with a smile on his face: "Bring the tickets for Quidditch, and there are ways to enter the arena, you must not have noticed."

Indeed, like Agnes, Rey didn't even realize that to watch a Quidditch match, he needed to use a special method to enter the field.

After Agnes reminded him, he remembered. I remember in the movie Harry Potter went to see the World Cup, and he did travel a long way to reach the venue through a broken shoe.

The first time I went to see a Quidditch match, I thought it was like watching a football match. I only needed to go to the stadium. I completely forgot that Quidditch and football are two different concepts.

Obediently took out the ticket and handed it to Agnes. It seems that today Agnes is going to spread the knowledge of Quidditch to himself again.

The southeastern part of the British Isles, the Cotswold grasslands.

There is a lot of precipitation and little sunshine, which is suitable for the growth of succulent pastures. The playing field is in the middle of the prairie.

Agnes leads Rey to the teleportation site written on the ticket: a tailor's dressing room.

After showing the tickets, the wizard dressed like a tailor sent Rey and the two to the grassland.

The grassland is close to the sea, and the time to send it out is just right. Agnes and Rey also saw the sunrise over the sea.

very beautiful!

Today is the first time to watch an official Quidditch match and the first time to see the sunrise over the sea.

Watching the sunrise is also one of the arrangements for this trip. Many people are on the edge of the cliff near the teleportation point, staring at the slowly rising sun below the sea level.

This kind of scenery is indeed a kind of enjoyment.

When the sun completely hung in the sky, the crowd began to spread out slowly.

Although this game is not world-class, there are a lot of people who come.

There are many tents set up here, and wizards sell portrait posters of Quidditch players, props for cheering, and more.

There are people of all ages, and some bring their own house-elves. In this way, not only can you enjoy delicious food, but you can also have servants at your disposal anytime, anywhere.