"Sixteen seventeen, from Godric's Hollow." A slightly formulaic and cold voice appeared.
Joel opened his eyes. They were now in a desolate, misty swamp. Standing in front of them were several tired-looking wizards, dressed in uniform robes with the emblem of the Ministry of Magic embroidered on their chests.
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"Good morning sir," Joel greeted proactively.
"Good morning Mr. Taylor." Joel is now quite well-known, and many Ministry of Magic officials know him.
Everyone walked through the deserted swamp, and could hardly see anything in the thick fog.
After walking for about twenty minutes, a wooden door gradually appeared in front of me, and then a small stone house.
Looking through the stone house, one can see hundreds of strange-shaped tents behind them, going up the gentle slope of a large field that stretches into a dark forest on the horizon.
This is where the 1994 Quidditch World Cup was held.
"Joel!" I saw Haylis waving from a distance. She was wearing a moon-white robe today, and her skin looked whiter compared to her long black hair.
"Follow me, I've ordered a tent at home," Haylis stepped forward and held Joel's hand, "You can rest there."
"Is this convenient? I mean..." Joel hesitated. He also prepared a tent when he came here. There would be a lot of inconvenience if he lived with Haylis's family.
"It's okay, my parents both agreed." Haylis looked directly into Joel's eyes with burning eyes.
She will be in fifth grade next year. 16 is not too young for a girl in the wizarding world. Many pure-blood families are already looking for marriage partners for their boys and girls.
The Selwyns also wanted to take this opportunity to meet Joel. They had previously been opposed to his relationship with their daughter because Joel was not good enough. Considering Joel's previous achievements and his status as the heir to the Selwyn family, it was obvious
Not equal.
But now the situation has changed, Joel's performance is getting more and more amazing, and almost everyone believes that this child will occupy a place in the British wizarding world in the future.
He had met Mr. Selwyn several times before, but this was the first time he met Haylis's mother.
Unlike Haylis, who has black hair and a cold face, Mrs. Selwyn is a beautiful lady with light blond hair. Her expression is always gloomy and her mental state is not very good.
"Hello Mr. Taylor," Mrs. Selwyn said softly to Joel while sitting in the luxurious three-story tent, "I have heard many stories about you from Hailey."
"Hello, distinguished Mr. Selwyn and Mrs. Selwyn." Joel bowed slightly, with a respectful attitude.
"I heard that you recently started a magazine at Hogwarts?" Mr. Selwyn was more interested in this aspect. "How did you come up with this?"
"It was just a flash of inspiration," Joel responded. "I discovered that the news media channels in the British wizarding world are all monopolized by the Daily Prophet. Basically all wizards will subscribe to a Daily Prophet, which contains alternative values and communication errors.
News events happen frequently.”
"In my opinion, the Daily Prophet is not a qualified news media," Joel sat on a chair to communicate with Mr. Selwyn, "so I plan to do it myself."
"It is obviously unrealistic to directly compete with the Daily Prophet in the British wizarding world. I plan to start with Hogwarts, expand my influence while cultivating loyal customers, and gradually eat away at the Daily Prophet's user base."
Joel talked eloquently, and Mr. Selwyn's eyes showed a bit of satisfaction.
"The plan is very good," he said approvingly, "Does it need investment?"
Joel was stunned for two seconds and turned his attention to Haylis, who was sitting on the side talking to Mrs. Selwyn. She obviously heard her father's question, but did not answer Joel and just shrugged her shoulders.
"Hailey!" Mrs. Selwyn said angrily, "Watch your behavior!"
Hayley's shoulders suddenly slumped, and she took advantage of her mother's conversation with Bernie to wink at Joel.
"It's not necessary at the moment, Mr. Selwyn," Joel replied. "We will discuss the issue of capital injection when I plan to spread the market to the entire British wizarding world."
"That's fine." When Mr. Selwyn saw Joel rejecting the proposal, he didn't say much. He had many investment projects on hand and didn't care about these two.
After chatting with the Selwyns for a while, Joel and Haylis left the Selwyn family's tent and went for a walk outside.
The sun had just risen and the mist gradually dissipated. They saw tents in all directions, with no end as far as the eye could see. The two of them walked slowly between the tents, looking around with interest.
"There are thousands of tents in this area, and Quidditch fans from all over the world will gather here." Haylis said with interest.
Joel held Hailes' soft palm and walked near the tent.
As the Quidditch World Cup final approaches, a sense of excitement spreads over the camp like a palpable cloud.
There are vendors selling souvenir badges of the two final teams, the green ones representing Ireland and the red ones representing Bulgaria.
Joel and Hayley bought two Irish Rosettes.
Haylis originally wanted to buy two hats made in Ireland.
But when Joel saw that the hat was dyed the dark green color that symbolizes Ireland, he shook his head and rejected it.
Until evening.
A deep and deep sound of gongs came from somewhere far away in the woods. Immediately, thousands of red and green lanterns bloomed on the trees, lighting up the road leading to the arena.
"Let's go." Haylis was a little excited, "The finals are about to begin."
Hundreds of people were walking around, shouting, laughing, and intermittent singing.
Passing through a whole forest, in front of you is the Quidditch final venue, surrounded by magnificent golden walls that are exactly the same as those in France four years ago.
Joel and Haylis smiled at each other and entered the venue.
The stairs leading to the stadium were covered with purple-red carpets. They climbed up the stairs with the crowd, and slowly the crowds entered the stands on the left and right respectively.
The two of them took the box package and went to the top floor.
What surprised Joel was that not only the wealthy Malfoy was in the box, but members of the Weasley family were also sitting here.
Joel had the impression that the Weasley family was not wealthy, and the top-floor package was expensive.
One hundred thousand wizards are taking their seats one after another. Those seats surround the oval gymnasium and are arranged upwards in a ladder shape. Everything here is shrouded in a mysterious golden light.
Immediately afterwards, Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge and a group of senior officials from the Ministry of Magic arrived here.
Once everyone is in place, the game officially begins.
Although Bulgaria has star Krum, it still cannot cover up the huge strength gap between them and Ireland. Bulgaria's goal has to be penetrated.
"Krum grabbed the Golden Snitch from the Irish team!" Accompanied by a roar from the on-site commentator, Klum, wearing a bright red robe, rose lightly into the air, raised his fist high, and a golden light appeared between his fingers.
The previous proposals made by CLBT finally had a big effect.
The game did not end after Krum captured the Golden Snitch, but kicked off again in the center of the field.
But the huge gap in strength left Bulgaria helpless.
Krum catches the Golden Snitch again.
But the score between the two teams has reached 370:320.
As the referee's whistle sounded, the Irish team won the game!
The audience burst into thunderous applause and the Irish mascot, the Leprechaun, soared freely in the sky!
"Now, the members of the Irish team, accompanied by their mascot, walked around the field and the Quidditch World Cup trophy was delivered to the top box!"
The on-site commentator’s voice is like a bell!
At this moment, everyone at the scene was blinded by a dazzling green light.
Then a huge skeleton rose into the sky.
It is composed of countless green star-like things, and a large python emerges from the mouth of the skeleton, like a tongue.
As the audience watched, the skeleton rose higher and higher, glowing dazzlingly in a cloud of green smoke, like a new constellation against the dark night sky.
The Dark Mark!
"Death Eaters!" Someone in the box shouted, "The Death Eaters are coming!"
Lines of black smoke rose into the sky, threatening to surround the entire arena.
Behind him were a group of Death Eaters in black hoods, looking at the 100,000 wizards present with cold and violent eyes.
Joel quickly looked back.
Lucius Malfoy had a rare expression of confusion, obviously not knowing anything about it.
"Aurors, prepare to fight!" Fudge took out his wand, but there was no panic on his face.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time." An old man in white robes held a wand with his withered right hand and spoke in a deep and powerful voice.
The moment they saw the old man in white robes appear, the Death Eaters couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Dumbledore!"
Dumbledore lowered his left hand slightly, his eyes kind.
"Just go ahead and capture him," he said softly, but his voice reached the Death Eaters' ears through the distance. "Why waste time on Tom?"
"Don't even think about it!"
The battle is about to break out.
At this time, the top box instantly became a mess.
No one expected that among the dignitaries in the top box there would be other Death Eaters besides the Malfoys!
At that time, many Aurors were injured and fell to the ground!
"Help me stop them!" Fudge shouted.
Mr. Weasley protected the children behind him, raised his wand and began to fight.
"Shall we come too?" Joel looked at Haylis beside him, and the wand slipped from his palm.
At this time, there were many old and weak people in the dignitary's box. They ran out immediately, and there was not much fighting power left in the box.
"Okay." Haylis responded softly.
The two held hands tightly, and nothing could stop them at this time, not even Voldemort.
A blazing white light emitted from the tip of the wand, illuminating the field of vision in front of the two of them.
Joel led Haylis and rushed forward without hesitation.