Chapter 342: Prominent Seat, Malfoy's Special Contribution

Dang!

A deep and deep gong sounded.

Thousands of red and green lanterns lit up on the trees, illuminating the road to the Quidditch stadium.

Genes led the way in front, and Aaron and the other two followed behind with panoramic telescopes for watching the game.

Ten minutes later, they arrived at a large and magnificent stadium that could accommodate 100,000 spectators.

"Special tickets." The witch from the Ministry of Magic said respectfully to Genes, "The top floor box, you can see it if you keep going up, there are your exclusive seats."

Genes simply thanked him and then led the three people up the stairs.

The crowd gradually went to the stands on the left and right. They walked more and more spaciously and soon reached the highest box.

"Don't tell me that's our exclusive seat?" Aaron looked at the seat number on the ticket, and then looked at the leather sofa in front of dozens of gold-plated seats. His face twitched a little. This is too conspicuous!

The most exaggerated thing is that there is a low cradle next to the sofa, which is obviously a pet seat prepared for Abe.

"Well...if nothing unexpected happens, it should be. Fudge said he would guarantee to satisfy us." Jins said with an awkward smile, "I didn't expect him to be so ostentatious."

"He wants to send a signal to others in this way, a signal of friendship with us, a boring little trick." Adrian said disdainfully, "I guess he will reveal the identities of the three of us to others after he goes back, so that he will have more advantages in the election of the next Minister of Magic."

"Politician!" Leon shrugged, "He can only be regarded as a middle-to-low-level talent among the previous Ministers of Magic, and he likes to keep things secret."

"It's troublesome! Let's change seats!" Aaron suggested.

"No need." Adrian said generously, "We don't take the initiative to cause trouble, but we are never afraid of trouble. Don't refuse the other party's kindness this time."

As she said that, she sat on the sofa by herself and put Abe on the pet seat.

Aaron and Leon looked at each other, and sat on the left and right of Adrian helplessly, while Jins sat next to Aaron.

One hundred thousand wizard spectators gradually filled the entire venue, and the number of people in the box gradually increased.

What surprised Aaron was that the Weasley family was also in this box. He thought that Ludo Bagman only gave Arthur ordinary tickets, but he didn't expect them to be arranged here.

"What a coincidence." Fred and the others sat in the back row of a few people, "I didn't expect you to be here too."

"I didn't expect you to be here." Aaron said very bluntly, "It seems that Mr. Bagman can abuse his power more than I thought."

"This is the only thing that makes us feel relieved." George said, "If we lose the bet, the ticket price can also be recovered.

But if we win, we will find Bagman as soon as possible and make him pay."

"It's better not to." Leon interrupted, "Leave a way for others so that we can meet again in the future.

If you win, just ask him to return the principal to you."

"That's not appropriate!" George Frowning slightly, "If we win, we will get more than 300 Galleons with 10 times the odds."

"On the surface, it's true, but do you really think he can pay?" Lyon said playfully, "It's unwise to force a gambler, especially during the Quidditch World Cup.

But if you just want the principal, he won't refuse to give it to you, and he will even give it to you very happily. After all, including Mr. Weasley, it's less than 40 Galleons.

In addition, I give you a piece of advice, be nicer when asking for money, and it's best to check the coins he gives you."

The twin brothers were silent for a moment, and nodded reluctantly.

The investor's face still needs to be given, and what he said is not unreasonable.

If Ludo Bagman is really that unreliable, they will be profitable if they don't lose money.

"Your seats seem to be different from ours!" Ron looked at the other empty sofas with some envy, "Can we change seats?"

"Ron, don't let your imagination run wild." Arthur said with a smile, "These seats are specially prepared by Fudge for people who have made special contributions to the wizarding world or have a superior status."

"Special contributions? Superior status?" Ron was confused. Aaron and his friends were about the same age as him, so how could they meet these two standards?

"Uh... Can you stop insulting my noble character with your suspicious eyes?" Leon said a little unhappy, "I admit that we are just a group of ambitious young people who are full of yearning for the future, but this box is still prepared for the powerful, and you came in anyway."

Ron was speechless and sat back in his original position awkwardly.

"Dobby?" Harry looked at a house elf sitting in the row behind them, a little unbelievable.

"I'm not Dobby, I'm Winky." The house elf whispered in a shrill voice, and it was not difficult to tell that the elf was a female.

"Sorry, I recognized the wrong person." Harry said embarrassedly, "You look uncomfortable."

"Winky is afraid of heights, but the owner Barty Crouch is too busy, so he asked me to come and save a seat for him.

Winky wants to go back to the owner's tent, but Winky obeys orders. Winky is a very good house-elf."

After saying that, she couldn't help shivering and buried her head in her loose robes.

"Before the game, the two teams will show their mascots." Hermione said with interest.

"This is the most rare thing." Mr. Weasley couldn't hide his excitement, "They will bring magical animals from their country to perform."

"Magical animals?" Aaron thought, "They are not strong and dangerous creatures!"

"Of course not." Mr. Weasley smiled, "They are specially selected by the team to create an atmosphere and attract fans. There will be no danger."

In the next half an hour, the box was gradually filled with people, all of whom were very prestigious wizards.

Arthur and Percy shook hands with others again and again. Both of them were from the Ministry of Magic. Arthur was inevitably polite, while Percy wanted to meet more people and try to leave a good impression on these seniors.

Fudge also brought the Minister of the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic over. He enthusiastically introduced Harry Potter, a wizard who escaped death from the hands of a mysterious man.

However, it might be because of the language barrier. Fudge pointed at the scar on Harry's head and let him know the identity of Harry Potter.

Fudge also wanted to introduce Aaron and the other two sitting on the sofa in the front row. The family power of these three minors was not ordinary. With their support, he could serve as the Minister of Magic for at least one more term.

However, as soon as he came up with this idea, he received three pairs of sharp eyes and the smiling eyes of Jeans, and immediately crushed this idea into pieces and threw it out of the sky.

"Lucius, you are here." Fudge looked at the family of three coming over and showed a standard smile on his face.

"Fudge." Lucius smiled and shook his hand. "This is my wife Narcissa, and my son Draco."

"Hello, hello." Fudge nodded, and then introduced them to the Minister of Magic of Gabolia.

After a polite greeting, the Lucius family walked to the sofa in the front row.

"Aaron." Draco said with some joy, "Your family also asked you to come to the Quidditch World Cup."

"I guess so!" Aaron shrugged, "Let me introduce you, the one wearing the mask is my sister Adrian, and this is my friend who I have played with since childhood, Leon."

"Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." Draco introduced himself, but his face flushed slightly when he looked at Adrian.

The two nodded, and then turned their attention to the field.

"Gaius, do you have time after the game?" Lucius asked a little nervously.

Aaron was stunned for a moment, thinking that it was probably because of the prophecy he asked Draco to pass on.

But he didn't want to get involved, and he had done his best to remind Lucius in advance.

"Next time! This time I came with my sister, so I don't have time."

Lucius looked at the man and woman next to Aaron and was stunned for a moment.

He could barely guess the identities of the two people and sat down in silence.

"It seems that not everyone will give someone face." A sarcastic voice came from behind Lucius.

Hearing this, Lucius turned around with an unhappy look on his face and sneered, "It's you, Arthur.

What did you sell to get this seat in the top box? Your belongings are definitely not worth so much money, right!"

"Don't worry about that. I'm more curious about how you got a seat in the front row.

Have you made a significant contribution to the wizarding world or are you in a superior position?"

"Arthur." Fudge came over to smooth things over. "Lucius is my VIP guest. He donated a large sum of money to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Sicknesses, and also reached a cooperation with Gringotts to prepare a retirement pension fund for the Aurors.

This is a great contribution to the Ministry of Magic and even ordinary wizards. The Order of Merlin has awarded him a first-class medal, but Lucius is relatively low-key, and few people know about it yet."

Arthur opened his eyes wide in surprise, and his children, Harry and Hermione beside him were also deeply surprised.

"Have you changed your gender? Or have you been cursed?"

"Arthur." Lucius showed a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, "I know you have something against me, but that's some small grudge between us. You can't doubt my character because of this!

If you accidentally enter St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries in the future, remember to register my name, and you can be exempted from some unnecessary procedures."

Arthur Weasley's mouth twitched slightly. Who is he cursing?

It sounds better than singing. Do I still need to doubt your character?

Although he was unhappy, he could only suppress it now. After all, Lucius was covered with two layers of gold. If he found fault again, he would not give face to Fudge, his immediate superior.

"Okay! Thank you Malfoy for your contribution to the wizarding world."

Lucius immediately showed a victorious smile. He was in a good mood because he could make Weasley lose face.

At this time, Ludo Bagman walked into the box. He looked particularly excited. "Minister, the time has come. You can announce the start of the game."