Chapter 284 Newt's Doubts, a Different Phoenix

The entrance of the two teams was undoubtedly just right.

They not only perfectly connected the blank period after the performance, but also made the atmosphere on the field even more exciting.

"Now, gentlemen! Ladies, the Bulgarian team will enter first. They are Dimitrov, Ivanova, Zograf, Levski, Volkanov, and Volkov."

With Ludo's introduction, the speed of the Bulgarian team increased again, so fast that people could not see clearly.

"Finally!" Ludo's voice became louder: "Seeker, Krum!"

At this moment, the cheers almost overturned the entire stadium. Even the wizards who supported the Irish team gave their applause and cheers.

A world-class excellent seeker, in the Quidditch World Cup, is like a superstar who has returned to his home court. Everyone has to avoid his edge.

"He is so cool..."

In the upper private room, Ron's eyes were shining and he murmured unconsciously.

"Yes! An excellent seeker!" Arthur nodded in approval.

Although he was not optimistic about the Bulgarian team, Krum's excellence was obvious to all.

In another private room not far from the Weasleys' house.

The atmosphere in the Granger family was polarized. After watching the previous performance, Hermione was a little bored watching Quidditch now.

But as a sports enthusiast, Mr. Granger was just the opposite. In his opinion, any opening ceremony was a prelude to the game.

For any sport, the official competition is always the real highlight.

...

At the same time.

In another box in the stadium, Ino embraced the warm and soft phoenix and looked at the two old men opposite with a smile.

"A real phoenix, I knew it would succeed!" Newt stood up excitedly.

"Congratulations! Ino and Newt! Your names are destined to go down in history."

As Dumbledore spoke, he clapped his hands gently, and the satisfaction and relief in his eyes could not be hidden.

"Haha, thank you, professor! But I prefer to be a witness to history rather than being recorded in history. So, let Newt be recorded in history."

Ino stroked the wings of the phoenix, and a feeling of blood connection arose spontaneously.

He didn't know if it was like this between Dumbledore and Fawkes, but the phoenix in his arms gave him a really magical feeling.

If he had to describe it, it was probably like his own child, or another phoenix version of himself, a very wonderful feeling.

"Historical witness?" Dumbledore was a little surprised, but soon smiled and said, "Yes! The phoenix is ​​a historical witness, and Fawkes has witnessed the Dumbledore family from generation to generation."

Newt ignored the two people's chat, and now he was fully focused on the newborn phoenix.

The phoenix in front of him gave him a different feeling, different from Fawkes's sacrifice and different from Hanabi's courage.

Looking closely, the phoenix in front of him had both great sacrifices and the courage to fight, but that was not all of it.

"Ino, the phoenix gives me a different feeling."

Unable to think of an answer, Newt chose to ask directly.

When hearing the question, Dumbledore flashed a helpless smile on his face. After more than half a century, Newt is still the same.

He had noticed something strange the moment the phoenix was born.

But Dumbledore knew very well that some things were not so straightforward, just like the Patronus Charm, flying magic, etc.

On the other side.

After hearing Newt's question, Ino looked down at the phoenix in his arms.

"I call it Kribbe."

Unlike Fawkes' bright red, Kribbe's color is closer to the morning sun, a kind of orange-red that makes people feel warm and comfortable.

"Kribbe? Healer and reborn?" Newt savored the name carefully.

Soon, he thought of the focus, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the eyes of the phoenix.

Warm, pure, clear, bright like the morning sun...

Unlike the chaos when Fide was born, Kribbe turned her head gently and looked at him when she found that she was being observed.

In just a moment, Newt felt like he had returned to the Hogwarts of the past, that carefree time.

Feeling the movement of Kriber, Ino lowered his head, and a flash of doting flashed in his eyes.

Compared to Fide, he really likes the phoenix in his arms. An interesting feeling, the two are like a rebellious son and a beautiful and lovely daughter.

Dumbledore watched all this, he didn't say anything, but no matter his eyes or expressions, he seemed extremely relaxed.

...

In the box, it seemed that the years were quiet.

However, the competition was in full swing.

Whether it was the Bulgarian team or the Irish team, they all took out the spirit of desperate efforts at this moment, and every movement and every flight was fought with all their strength.

A real visual feast, let everyone present feast their eyes.

Harry held a telescope in his hand and stared at the field.

He had never seen such a wonderful game. Although he served as the Gryffindor Seeker and had experienced many Quidditch games in the past three years, he could be regarded as a veteran.

But when he saw the game in front of him, Harry realized the gap between the Hogwarts College Cup and professional players.

Perhaps this can no longer be described as a gap, a chasm might be more appropriate.

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In fact, not only Harry was shocked, the fierce competition in the game also shocked everyone.

This is also because all the wizards present did not realize too many problems.

But just because wizards didn't realize the problem doesn't mean Muggles didn't.

"Did they take stimulants..." Mr. Granger muttered to himself.

He saw with his own eyes that the two players were fighting for the flying ball and they were actually colliding head-on.

Although the two players narrowly staggered at the last second, the danger of colliding with each other or even falling from a high altitude with a slight delay made him admire them.

Wizards really play with their lives.

"Stimulants?"

Hermione frowned subconsciously when she heard this word suddenly. She hated all cheating.

"It shouldn't be possible. Even the Felixir was banned before the start, and no one could escape the detection of the potion master."

As the level of potion improved, Hermione was very clear about the sensitivity of the potion master. Some potions didn't even need the Scapin Apparition Charm. Just smelling the smell could restore all the potion materials.

"Maybe it's the singing!" Mrs. Granger expressed her opinion.

"Inno's singing just now made people yearn for victory, and even made me want to participate in the community cooking creative competition."

Hearing the community cooking creative competition, Hermione showed a helpless expression, and Mr. Granger had the same expression.

After the father and daughter looked at each other, they saw a trace of fear in each other's eyes.

"What are you looking at? I'm just talking! Besides, I won't develop new dishes anymore."

Mrs. Granger was a little angry.

Although stewing lamb kidneys with tomatoes and honey may not be very delicious, this dish definitely retains the original taste of the ingredients.

Besides, she didn't force the two to finish the last dish, so why did the father and daughter have a horrified expression.