Chapter 474: House Elf Sparkling

?On the right side of the stand, almost parallel to everyone's line of sight, is a huge blackboard, with golden words and patterns flashing on it, as if an invisible giant hand was writing on the blackboard, and then They wipe away.

Those flashing words and patterns are advertisements for the audience.

Cornflowers: Broomsticks for the whole family! Safe and reliable, with built-in anti-theft and silencer

Mrs. Skoll's All-Purpose Miracle Stain Remover: Removes stains effortlessly!

Fengya Wizarding Suit: London, Paris, Hogsmeade

"Look, it's the Hogwarts crest!" Harry shouted suddenly.

Behind the Fengya brand wizard costume advertisement, four animals appear on a huge blackboard: a golden lion on a red background, a bronze eagle on a blue background, a black badger on a yellow background, and a silver snake on a green background.

They move from all sides to the center, and finally come together to form a complete shield.

The shield was branded onto the paper again, and the letters "Hogwarts Wizarding" gleamed beneath it.

It's like a ribbon that wraps around the shield.

"Oh my god, what did I see, it was an advertisement for "Hogwarts Wizard"?!"

Everyone turned their heads to look at Ai Wen, and their excited little faces were full of incredible.

They didn't expect that they would be able to see the advertisement of "Hogwarts Wizard" in a match of the level of the World Cup.

This is completely world-class, beyond everyone's imagination.

The publicity was so good that in just a few seconds, all the wizards knew about the newspaper they founded.

This means that the "Hogwarts Wizarding News" will no longer be limited to Hogwarts, no longer limited to the British wizarding world, and before everyone has noticed, this newspaper has gone to the world.

Anyone else who knew how the newspaper was created and how quickly it rose would have exclaimed that it was a business miracle.

"Evan, how did you come up with the idea to advertise at the World Cup?!" Fred said.

"That's a fantastic idea!" George continued.

"The scene just now is the most exciting and shocking thing I've ever seen!" Harry said excitedly.

"How much Galleons does it take to promote it at the World Cup?" Ron asked.

"You should ask Hermione about these things, this promotion was agreed upon by her and Professor Lupin." Ivan said with a smile, "I just wrote to ask for Professor Dumbledore's opinion, he allowed us to use Hogg Watts' badge."

The eyes of several people moved to Hermione again. She looked a little shy, but she was very proud.

The Ministry of Magic had been looking for advertising sponsors for the World Cup final months earlier.

Irving, Hermione and Professor Lupin all saw this as an excellent publicity opportunity, especially at a time of rapid newspaper expansion.

This helps them build their brand and raise public awareness.

Although expensive, but from the current effect, this publicity has achieved unprecedented success.

After the appearance of the Hogwarts school emblem, the entire stadium immediately set off a wave of carnival storms, entering the sea of ​​joy.

All the Hogwarts students and graduates shouted excitedly, as if they had come to the main field, and then gradually stopped until the advertisement disappeared.

And wizards from other countries are inquiring and discussing about the old magic school of Hogwarts and Ivan's newspaper.

After a few minutes, everyone looked away from the billboard in a hurry.

At this moment, there is still no one in the box, and they are the first to arrive.

No, there's another guy, sitting in the second-to-last seat in the row behind them, an oddly small guy.

The little guy's legs were too short to stretch over the chair in front of him.

It was surrounded by a tea towel for wiping the tea set, like a loose robe, and its face was buried in its hands.

It's a house elf, house elf Sparkle.

"Why is there a house-elf here?" Ron asked curiously.

Ai Wen's eyes also shifted to the back of the box, which he noticed when he just came in.

Not surprisingly, Barty Crouch Jr. sat next to the house-elf.

He is controlled by magic, and as long as Ivan walks over and lifts the invisibility cloak on him, he can be caught.

But according to the current situation, this does not do him any good, and it is not in line with Ivan and Dumbledore's plan.

Catching Barty Crouch Jr. early will do little more than discredit his father, Barty Crouch.

With the help of vampires, Voldemort's resurrection is unstoppable.

Even without the help of Barty Crouch Jr., they would have planned new conspiracies that would have made it even more troublesome.

Rather than this, it is better to let the events develop in a direction that Ivan is familiar with, so that it is easier to control.

Voldemort must be resurrected using Harry's blood, the only known way to defeat him completely.

Under this consideration, Ai Wen did not act lightly, but just looked at the house elf and the empty seat beside her with a playful look.

Just as everyone turned their attention to Winky, the little guy also raised his head.

It released its fingers, revealing huge brown eyes and a nose the size and shape of a large tomato.

"I'm sorry, Winky just heard someone say Mr. Irwin Mason's name." She said curiously, her voice sharp, a slightly trembling harsh voice.

Her eyes wandered around several people, and finally fell on Ai Wen accurately.

"Yes, you must be Mr. Irving Mason, Winky knows you, Winky saw your picture in the newspaper!" the house-elf shrieked, covering her face with her hands, as if she was blinded by the light eyes, although the light in the top box is not very strong.

Seeing Evan nodding and admitting, she cried out excitedly.

"First, sir, my name is Winky!" she said excitedly, with a look of awe on her face, "Winky heard Dobby talk about you, he talked about Mr.'s name in front of Winky all day, and Mr. gave him a job , gave him new life."

"You know Dobby?" Harry said in surprise.

Hearing the question, Twinkle's eyes moved to Harry.

When it finally landed on the scar on her forehead, her dark brown eyes suddenly widened like two small dishes.

"My God, you must be Harry Potter!"

Everyone looked at this house elf with interest, but she didn't expect that she knew everyone.

"Winky heard from Dobby that you freed Dobby with Mr. Mason, and you beat that man!" Winky said, lowering her hand slightly, "Sir is as great as Mr. Mason, but it's disrespectful. If you do, it won't do Dobby any favors."

"Why?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Dobby is thinking about freedom all day long, thinking about having fun, sir, that's unrealistic!" said Winky, putting his hands down a little further. "It's a disgrace to the house-elves, he Still wanting to get paid, thanks to Mr. Mason for taking him in. Otherwise, Winky really doesn't know what he's going to be like, Winky once told him that if he went down like this, he'd soon be like some scumbag Like a goblin, he was arrested by the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures for inquiries." (To be continued.)