Chapter 481 Quidditch World Cup

The refusal touched Andrew more than he had imagined.

Although he himself did not realize it, the attitudes of both Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore towards him were quietly changing.

Although he just felt that he had rejected Dumbledore's sudden whim normally, both Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore believed that in this matter, he had shown enough judgment to prove that he had the same judgment as an adult wizard.

This was very important, at least in Dumbledore's view, it meant that Andrew was much more mature than the adult wizards he had met before who were deceived by Grindelwald with a few words.

While Nico's worry that Andrew would be abducted by the witches disappeared at this moment, it also gave Dumbledore the urge to give Andrew a little more life.

How to say it, anyway, he has to stay in school after graduation, and it is also very good to do some things that professors who stay in school should do.

But the feeling of being stared at by Minerva that day finally made him give up this idea temporarily - he was still a student, so it was better to study hard first. The improvement of wizards' strength before adulthood was much faster than after adulthood, especially if the other party was a research-oriented wizard, that would be even better.

'Forget it, as for Nico, just write to tell him Taylor's choice. If he doesn't teach, I can also do alchemy, and it's not impossible to be almost good. '

Thinking about his old friend's surprised look after seeing Taylor's choice, he smiled and began to write a letter, and thought about what research work to do today - the principal's office has been expanded a lot, but there is no choice that is too good to show now.

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"Hiss..."

Andrew looked at the egg that was deflated by a punch and took a breath.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, anyway, he felt that Professor McGonagall's chessboard array was much more lethal than before.

‘But it’s not without benefits. At least I can find more offensive things. But this thing is too brutal…’

In Hogwarts, people usually only talk about the damage of spells, and don’t pay much attention to physical damage—because potions are too easy to use.

But this kind of physical damage is absolutely superb. This punch is almost as hard as Hagrid’s fist, and the defensive strength is even more shameless. Even if the transformation chessboard is out, it is difficult to be hurt by the spell, let alone the chessboard that suppresses the spell.

‘Now one person is really an army... but it’s more difficult to learn. ’

Andrew shook his head and walked out of the open door—today is another day that he didn’t learn.

But after so many days, he has figured out some tricks.

‘In another ten days or half a month, I will definitely be able to perform it simply. It will definitely not be so perfect, but it will definitely not be bad. ’

He was thinking about what he could make, but was stopped by Professor McGonagall.

“Professor, what’s the matter?”

Andrew looked at Professor McGonagall in confusion.

"The game is about to start. You have to go to the World Cup finals." Professor McGonagall even had some excitement on her face. "Let's go together. Albus will stay on duty at school." Andrew was stunned for a moment and finally remembered this matter - Ireland vs. Bulgaria. 'Uh, I said the professor was so excited... Fortunately, the wizarding world does not have such outrageous conflicts as the Muggle world, otherwise I would have to fight first. ' At this time, we should even be a little grateful for the Statute of Secrecy, otherwise the remnants of the Victorian era would continue, and that would be a real fight! 'The Muggle government here is really good at being unhuman. Fortunately, the wizarding world is slightly different and has improved a lot. Otherwise, I would not be able to enter the wizarding world even if I came here...' The admission book is great and needs no explanation - to be in Durmstrang, it really feels that you have superpowers and cannot enter the magic school until you reach adulthood. "What are you daydreaming about, Taylor?" Too many associations made Professor McGonagall notice Andrew's daze. "I'm thinking about the excellent seeker in this game," Andrew responded quickly - mainly because he had seen this name in the file. "Krum, right?"

Professor McGonagall nodded, "It's a pity that Potter is too young, otherwise, he is not bad, he is a natural Quidditch player."

'I knew he could pass. '

"But the Quidditch game has to be cancelled this semester because the venue is occupied, but the Triwizard Tournament has always been like this, there is nothing we can do."

Andrew shook his head, but Professor McGonagall was even happier.

This made Andrew stunned, but he soon figured out why - yes, last year Potter cheated like a cheat and drove the outrageous Firebolt through the Quidditch game.

If there is no competition this year, the trophy will have to be placed for another year...

'The professor really likes Quidditch...'

"By the way, Taylor, I need to put on makeup and go there, because it's too troublesome for me to go there, and they are all students, so don't go with me after you go there," Professor McGonagall remembered something, "The Ministry of Magic has prepared a box for you, you can go there."

"Okay, Professor."

Andrew agreed readily - this was already agreed, he had to go to support Fudge.

The laboratory funding is not free. Even if you go every year, it is only once every four years. They give generously in Galleons. You can't show your weakness at this time.

No mistakes, just go to 16191 book bar to check it out!

It's nothing more than showing your face and putting on a cool personality - and finally take a photo with the ministers of the Ministry of Magic entertained by Fudge, and simply say hello.

Even the door knocker was very cooperative today, and the door was opened for Andrew without him answering the question twice.

After putting on his robes, Andrew went downstairs rather uncomfortably, and then went to find the professor - at this moment, the professor had completely changed his appearance, and his dress had no characteristics of his own.

"Let's go, Taylor."

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"What is Percy waiting for?"

In the Weasley's tent, Harry asked curiously.

Sirius did bring a tent, but it was not lively enough over there, and even Sirius came over to play together.

"Waiting for the Ripper."

George responded, and this answer made the Gryffindor students who came to visit take a breath.

"No way, he's coming too?"

"What are you kidding, this is the World Cup?"

"He won't come, will he?"

"The twins are not afraid, so why should we be afraid!"

The Weasley's tent was chattering - anyway, Professor Black was busy socializing, and there were students here, so it didn't matter what they said.

"Really coming? He won't come here, will he?"

"He's coming, he's really coming!"

But a group of chattering students didn't wait for Andrew to come in, and saw him being led by Percy to the other side of the tent.

"Isn't that the adults' tent?"

"It's the same in school, what's so strange about it?"

"That's right, he won't be the class leader at the beginning of the school this year, right?"

"Class leader... more than that, maybe he will be a warrior at the beginning of the school, the Triwizard Tournament!"

The sudden speculation made people start to boil - everyone wants to be one, don't let it be decided by default!