Chapter 460: The house elf in the top box
Chapter 460 The house elf in the top box
Of course Professor McGonagall and the others couldn't take the students' things for nothing, even if the Kells repeatedly said it didn't matter.
They probably wanted to support their students. In the end, almost each of the three professors bought twenty galleons. If they couldn't take it anymore, they would even want to buy more. The main thing was wild consumption.
Whether it is useful or not, buy it first and then talk about it.
After saying goodbye to the three professors, the group continued walking forward. They also saw a tent with a garden and a turret, which looked like a small palace.
“How generous…” Fred couldn’t help but say.
“This is probably the biggest tent in the camp.”
But there was no sign on the tent, and they couldn't identify who it belonged to.
As the afternoon wore on, excitement spread over the camp like a palpable cloud.
At dusk, more and more vendors began to appear. They would apparate into the most crowded places to sell goods.
Fortunately, at this time, Kyle and the others had already put away their cars and walked towards the Weasley family's camp.
Everything was basically sold out, except for the last few fireworks and flags, which they decided to use themselves.
The three of them walked through the crowded and lively crowd and returned to their tents.
Mr. Weasley had already put on all the things he had bought before, and was holding a flag in his hand. Others were also wearing different things, so that people could see at a glance which team they supported.
"Thank God, I said I was going to find you." Mr. Weasley looked at Fred and George and said, "The game is about to start, so stop running around."
As he was talking, a deep and deep gong sound came from somewhere far away in the woods.
Thousands of red and green lanterns bloomed in the trees, illuminating the road to the stadium.
"It's time to move in." Mr. Weasley said excitedly, "Hurry up, let's get going."
He walked at the front to lead the way, and everyone walked quickly into the woods along the lantern passage. They could hear thousands of people walking around, as well as shouts, laughter, and intermittent singing... everyone was very excited.
About twenty minutes later, they left the woods and arrived in front of a huge stadium.
This place is so big that you can't see the end of it at a glance. Kyle can only see part of the magnificent golden wall surrounding the arena. It feels like it can fit ten Hogwarts castles.
“It can accommodate 100,000 spectators.” Mr. Weasley said with a smile, and led everyone to the nearest entrance. “Five hundred staff from the Ministry of Magic have been busy working on it for a whole year.”
There were many shouting wizards surrounding the entrance, and they waited in line for ten minutes before it was finally their turn.
“First class tickets.” The Ministry of Magic wizard at the entrance looked at their tickets and said, “To the top box, go all the way upstairs, Arthur, go to the top.”
“Thanks, Ove.”
Mr. Weasley said as he led everyone up the purple-carpeted stairs, "Follow closely and don't fall behind. Bill, you are at the back."
“Okay, Dad,” Bill said.
They went all the way up, as if they had climbed the stoat mountain all over again, and finally reached the top.
There are three private rooms here. Mr. Weasley identified them and walked into the middle one.
There are about twenty purple and gold-plated seats inside, divided into two rows, facing the golden goal posts.
They walked to the front railing, from where they could overlook the entire stadium.
The most eye-catching thing is a huge painting board in the auditorium, with golden words flashing on it.
Cornflower: A broomstick suitable for the whole family... Fengya brand wizard uniform, London, Paris, Hogsmeade...
"Oh, one day, there will be an advertisement for our Weasley Joke Shop here too..." Fred couldn't help but say.
“Advertising here would cost at least several thousand galleons.” Kyle said, “It could be tens of thousands…”
“So expensive?” George was dumbfounded. Mr. Weasley smiled and said, "Don't forget that this is the most lively event in the wizarding world. In other places, you will not see so many wizards at one time."
George pursed his lips and said to Fred, "I think everyone is here to watch Quidditch, so no one will notice the advertisement."
"That's right." Fred nodded seriously, "I think it's enough to publicize it in Hogsmeade..."
Then everyone withdrew their gaze.
Fred discovered that Kyle was not looking outside, but was staring at one place.
“What are you looking at?”
He looked in the direction of Kyle's gaze, and then he noticed a house elf sitting in the second to last seat in the second row.
Fred initially thought that Kreacher had apparated in, brought by Connor, but he soon realized that Kreacher was much older than the house elf in front of him.
“Dobby?” Harry also saw the house elf and subconsciously shouted.
“Sir, did you just call me Dobby?” The elf raised his head and asked curiously, his voice was high-pitched, a slightly trembling and harsh voice.
"I'm sorry." Harry realized that he had mistakenly identified the elf. "I thought you were an elf I knew before."
“But I know Dobby too, sir,” said the elf sharply.
At this time, the box door was opened again, and two Aurors walked in.
"Oh, Kingsley, Bofur..." Mr. Weasley walked over quickly, "Are you here to watch the game too?"
"No, Arthur, we don't see the game." One of the Aurors shook his head, "We just came to say hello to you. How lucky you are that not only do you not have to be on duty, but you can also get such good tickets."
“Thanks to Ludo,” Mr. Weasley said with a smile.
Kyle looked at the two Aurors, thought for a moment, and walked quietly to the side of the elf.
The elf was still talking to Harry about Dobby. When she noticed, Kyle was already beside him and seemed to want to sit in that seat.
“No, this is the seat reserved for the master by Shining...”
Amidst a burst of screams, Kyle sat down.
The screams were louder, as if they were about to pierce the eardrums.
The movement here instantly attracted everyone.
Mr. Weasley turned around and said, "Kyle, you are sitting in the wrong seat. Our seats are in the first row."
"Oh, sorry."
Kyle stood up and walked past the house elf named Winky naturally. However, because the aisle was narrow, he accidentally kicked the leg of the chair on the other side when he walked past.
The chair was kicked far away, swaying and almost falling over.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.” Kyle stretched out his hand, grabbed the chair, rearranged it, and patted it on the way.
Xingxing looked at him angrily, her eyes as wide as two plates filled with chili.
But except for her, no one else paid much attention to this episode. The two Aurors briefly said a few words to Mr. Weasley and left quickly.
Kanna asked if Kyle's foot was okay.
“It doesn’t matter.” Kyle shook his head.
Then he glanced at the house elf Winky again, walked to the first row and sat down.
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(End of this chapter)