Chapter 719 Begins with a snake and ends with a snake (3)
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 719 Begins with a snake and ends with a snake ([-])
Percy said angrily: "You know, Mr. Bagman! If the British fans are disappointed again, they will have to pick up their wands and block the door of the new Ministry of Magic directly!"
"Don't you know about the 'FK Mara·Money Refund' incident?...That exposed the ass of the then Minister of Magic in front of the whole world."
"Minister Scrimgeour, you probably don't want to see... the Ministry of Magic is surrounded, and there are shouts of 'refund' everywhere, right?" Percy persuaded Ludo with 'earnest words'.
"But what do you want me to do! I have to train the Quidditch team from China with Kamachu... This is the first agreement reached between the two Ministry of Magic and IMA members!..."
"Where do I get the extra time and energy to take care of the two teams together!"
Ludo Bagman suddenly yelled with aggrievedness, "What's more, the British Quidditch team didn't pull the span once or twice, and it didn't start when I took office."
"The director of the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic has changed term after term. What has changed?"
"But you..." Percy was interrupted before he could speak.
"Yes, I know what you want to say..."
Ludo Bagman also became more and more annoyed as he talked. He yelled loudly, "Yes, when I was elected as the director of the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic, I had the opportunity to make rectification."
"But the entire organization of the British Quidditch movement... from clubs to teams, from referees to players... everyone has long lost some kind of pursuit. They have all gotten into money and cannot extricate themselves."
"It's gone, the .
"FK!... Dodge the ball when you see it, don't block it with your body, for fear of getting hurt."
"Just this game, with a salary far exceeding that of ordinary people... What the hell kind of Quidditch game is that! What the hell!"
Ludo Bagman cursed.
"Calm down, calm down, Mr. Bagman!" As they spoke, their positions completely changed.Percy instead advised Ludo Bagman not to be angry.
"With such a Quidditch atmosphere, what reforms do you think I want... Everyone is against it, but I am the only one who insists on something..."
"The year before last, if it hadn't been for Mai..." Bagman paused, as if remembering something, and hurriedly said,
"If it weren't for the new broom invented by 'that man', [Global Nimbus Corporation] paid a lot of money, and together with the Gringotts board of directors ... issued extremely severe punishment measures in all British Quidditch clubs. Do you think those old churros players are working hard for no reason..."
"I'm telling you Percy! It doesn't work at all!" Ludo waved his hand, and the uncontrollable anger on his face almost exploded. He said fiercely,
"Using the words of the batter of the Chinese Quidditch team, General Fan, it is the so-called 'changing the soup without changing the medicine, it is useless at all."
"...One term after another, there is no way to reform at all."
"Otherwise, Kamachu, who is my colleague, why did he choose a Chinese Quidditch team training with no foundation at all, and he doesn't want to pay attention to the muddy pit of the British Quidditch team..."
"Percy, you are still too young, and the water in this matter is too deep." Ludo's words made Percy almost speechless.
Percy opened his mouth, the blush on his face almost burning to the back of his ears.
"But, sir, you and Kamachu are legends in European Quidditch history!" interrupted Harry, saving Percy a bit.
Percy Weasley added eagerly as if grabbing a life-saving straw, "That's right, Mr. Bagman... Kamachu is the coach who has cultivated three Quidditch World Cup champions. Didn't he train the Irish team last year? The Irish team even defeated Bulgaria's Krum..."
"Mr. Kamacho, he is the legendary Triple Crown King."
Before Percy finished speaking, Ludo Bagman laughed out loud, his tone full of sarcasm.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"What kind of team did Kamachu lead? They brought Ireland, and then Italy... They were all players like Connolly, Ryan, Illaoi, Mallett, and Lynch..."
"Do you see what this group of people in our hands is? You ask someone to bring..."
"Don't even look at the current level of British Quidditch?"
"Just a few people?...Still fighting for position? Is that big guy named Quelas going to be a Seeker? Can he be?"
"I can't be!"
"I don't have that ability...you know?"
"It's better to let the new player of the Hornets, the kid called Wood... At least he hasn't been infected by other players' sneaky playing style."
Ludo was out of breath, and after taking a deep breath, he said, "If this continues... we will lose to South Korea. The French team will lose to South Korea after losing..."
"And then I lost to India... Then no one loses!"
Ludo Bagman clenched his fists with both hands and gritted his teeth in a tone of hatred.
"India and South Korea don't even have Quidditch teams, do they?" Before Ginny finished speaking, she was taken aback by Ludo, who was staring like a light bulb.
Harry hurriedly comforted the distraught 'Quidditch veteran', "It doesn't matter, isn't the British Quidditch team the first to prepare for the Quidditch World Cup? This should be of some use..."
Before Harry finished speaking, Ludo sneered. He clasped his fists like a Chinese wizard and bowed to several people, "Oh, thank God!"
"I have already said that this is not a technical issue...it is an attitude, a matter of spiritual will..."
"Those guys don't have a desire to win from the bottom of their hearts at all... How can you guarantee that they will go all out and risk their lives in pursuit of victory in the subsequent Quidditch match!"
"Be realistic. If you want to win, you need to change the entire British Quidditch system."
"This will offend too many people!" Percy looked very embarrassed, he muttered to himself, and actually told the truth in his heart.
Ludo sneered when he saw this, and then said, "Percy! Give up! It's not the fault of one person. Since people... from the players to those who work in this field can lose face, what face do we British Quidditch have?"
"The audience clamored for a refund, which is the slightest result!! Don't talk nonsense if you lose in the future!"
After finishing speaking, Ludo Bagman spread his hands, turned around angrily, and left.
After standing for a while, Percy left Harry and the others with an embarrassed expression on his face.
There was a lot of turmoil, and I didn't know what the two of them wanted to do when they came here.
After a while, after the eerie heavy snow subsided a little, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley... came over with a young woman in a black down jacket.
It's Emily Albert!
She had a cold face, and those sharp and bright eyes kept scanning all the existences around her that were different from the Muggle world.
And behind them, there were some Muggle soldiers, as well as the Auror squad wearing cloaks and black hoods, vaguely following not far away, forming an encirclement to protect several people.
"Harry, Ginny... you just happened to be here!"
"Where's Ron? When I went to Brazil to see him last week, didn't his injuries have almost healed?" Mr. and Mrs. Weasley stood in front of Harry and greeted him.
After Harry told the Weasleys about Ron, their son's recent situation.
Mr. Arthur Weasley introduced Emily Albert to Hermione, and Harry, by the way.
"She's Emily Albert. She's..."
"I know it's Albert's sister. We've met before. She came here for...?" Harry asked.
"Well, you're right, Emily is in charge of visiting Hogwarts this time...the only member of the delegation recognized by the Board of Directors and the Ministry of Magic..." Mr. Weasley said awkwardly.
It was her!
--No wonder!
Harry immediately understood why the Ministry of Magic, and those pure-blood wizards, did not dare to firmly oppose Muggles going to Hogwarts.
After all, Emily is the older sister of the MacGuffin.
Given Albert's fearsome reputation, which is now more prevalent than Voldemort's, these bullying guys probably wouldn't even dare to say a word.
After shaking hands with Emily Albert, the atmosphere among the few... fell into a kind of awkward and awkward silence.
'Who doesn't know what to say?After all, the only common topic... MacGuffin Albert has become a kind of taboo, and there is no way to mention it. '
'In this situation, as a family... and the only one who knows the truth, she should be very sad, right? '
Something to do with the McGuffin was running wild in Harry's mind.
After a long time, after being blown all over her head and face by the whirring snow, Hermione finally couldn't bear it any longer. She waved her wand and directly summoned a cloud of blue flames in midair to keep warm.
The flames shone brightly, exuding scorching energy, which made everyone feel a little warmer, and felt a little more comfortable.
In fact, Hermione is not alone in doing this, many wizards... use various methods to keep warm.
Even in this station, someone directly summoned multiple burning bonfires.
Harry rubbed his hands together and asked Mr. Weasley next to him.
"What the hell are we waiting for? Where the hell is the Hogwarts train? How the hell are we going to get to Hogwarts?"
Although he asked three times in a row to find out, Harry actually had a strange guess vaguely in his heart.
For that idea, he was both looking forward to it and a little apprehensive.
Before answering Harry's question, Mr. Arthur Weasley held his voice... and said in a low tone, "Here we are..."
"What's coming!"
In the snowstorm, a blurred red light shot from afar.
The red light instantly formed a beam of light, covering it in a certain direction.
"Go, go over there!" Mr. Arthur Weasley looked at the beam of light solemnly, hurriedly urged several people, and then shouted loudly to the wizards and Muggles next to him.
The flow of people began to gather and move towards the direction of the red light.
Harry and the others hurriedly pulled their luggage cart forward (of course they also pulled the twins' two oversized salute cars), and gradually accelerated, blending into the running stream of people.
Owls, cats, mice, and even children all squeaked, and there was a lot of noise in the wind and snow.
Gradually, Harry felt something was wrong.
Red mist enveloped their surroundings, the half-finished railway station hall, platform, stairs... Those decoration materials, wooden boards, and walls all disappeared one by one.
They seemed to have come to a vast open space, surrounded by that kind of red light.
It stands to reason that the edge of the train station should have been seen long ago, but as far as the eye can see... there is no trace of any buildings at all.
There were only vague figures in front of him, running together with Harry and the others in the red light.
After about a quarter of an hour, the flow of people stopped and crowded in front of them in a dense pile.
It seemed that the red beam of light came from that place.
Talking here is extremely loud, those people are chattering, the noise is incomparable, the noise is almost out of shape.
They seemed to be around someone.
"Professor! Professor...Professor Dumbledore!" Mr. Weasley suddenly called out an unexpected name towards the inside.
It's Professor Albus Dumbledore!
Suddenly a strange feeling rose in Harry's mind - 'What is he doing here?Why shine that red light? '
Then Harry remembered what McGuffin had said that night, about the 'conductor,' and the 'station attendant'.
He had a strong feeling that everything that happened here was still inseparable from McGuffin.
But that's not the thing that matters now, somehow... the whole station... Muggles, wizards, even goblins, vampires,
Ogres, witches, and all kinds of weird characters popped up, and they all unmistakably appeared in this place shrouded in red light.
They looked at each other vigilantly, but none of them was willing to leave here first, as if they were looking for some treasure, their eyes were stubborn and full of greed.
The Muggles even opened the safety bolts of their firearms, and aimed their guns at other people directly.
Harry even saw them put their hands on the grenades hanging on their chests.Most of these people secretly aimed at the existence of Emily Albert, as if they were leading her or trying to protect her.
"Hmph, Muggle trash..." An unknown wizard saw this scene and sneered, making the surrounding atmosphere even more tense.
"Misters and ladies, everyone... let's go... let's go!"
At this time, Dumbledore's voice sounded from the crowd.People gradually divided into two parts like a stream of water, making way for one.
Albus, wearing a lead gray cloak, walked slowly out of the crowd.
Harry saw it this time... All the red light here came from a gray-red old-fashioned kerosene lamp that Dumbledore was holding in his hand.
(End of this chapter)
Percy said angrily: "You know, Mr. Bagman! If the British fans are disappointed again, they will have to pick up their wands and block the door of the new Ministry of Magic directly!"
"Don't you know about the 'FK Mara·Money Refund' incident?...That exposed the ass of the then Minister of Magic in front of the whole world."
"Minister Scrimgeour, you probably don't want to see... the Ministry of Magic is surrounded, and there are shouts of 'refund' everywhere, right?" Percy persuaded Ludo with 'earnest words'.
"But what do you want me to do! I have to train the Quidditch team from China with Kamachu... This is the first agreement reached between the two Ministry of Magic and IMA members!..."
"Where do I get the extra time and energy to take care of the two teams together!"
Ludo Bagman suddenly yelled with aggrievedness, "What's more, the British Quidditch team didn't pull the span once or twice, and it didn't start when I took office."
"The director of the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic has changed term after term. What has changed?"
"But you..." Percy was interrupted before he could speak.
"Yes, I know what you want to say..."
Ludo Bagman also became more and more annoyed as he talked. He yelled loudly, "Yes, when I was elected as the director of the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic, I had the opportunity to make rectification."
"But the entire organization of the British Quidditch movement... from clubs to teams, from referees to players... everyone has long lost some kind of pursuit. They have all gotten into money and cannot extricate themselves."
"It's gone, the .
"FK!... Dodge the ball when you see it, don't block it with your body, for fear of getting hurt."
"Just this game, with a salary far exceeding that of ordinary people... What the hell kind of Quidditch game is that! What the hell!"
Ludo Bagman cursed.
"Calm down, calm down, Mr. Bagman!" As they spoke, their positions completely changed.Percy instead advised Ludo Bagman not to be angry.
"With such a Quidditch atmosphere, what reforms do you think I want... Everyone is against it, but I am the only one who insists on something..."
"The year before last, if it hadn't been for Mai..." Bagman paused, as if remembering something, and hurriedly said,
"If it weren't for the new broom invented by 'that man', [Global Nimbus Corporation] paid a lot of money, and together with the Gringotts board of directors ... issued extremely severe punishment measures in all British Quidditch clubs. Do you think those old churros players are working hard for no reason..."
"I'm telling you Percy! It doesn't work at all!" Ludo waved his hand, and the uncontrollable anger on his face almost exploded. He said fiercely,
"Using the words of the batter of the Chinese Quidditch team, General Fan, it is the so-called 'changing the soup without changing the medicine, it is useless at all."
"...One term after another, there is no way to reform at all."
"Otherwise, Kamachu, who is my colleague, why did he choose a Chinese Quidditch team training with no foundation at all, and he doesn't want to pay attention to the muddy pit of the British Quidditch team..."
"Percy, you are still too young, and the water in this matter is too deep." Ludo's words made Percy almost speechless.
Percy opened his mouth, the blush on his face almost burning to the back of his ears.
"But, sir, you and Kamachu are legends in European Quidditch history!" interrupted Harry, saving Percy a bit.
Percy Weasley added eagerly as if grabbing a life-saving straw, "That's right, Mr. Bagman... Kamachu is the coach who has cultivated three Quidditch World Cup champions. Didn't he train the Irish team last year? The Irish team even defeated Bulgaria's Krum..."
"Mr. Kamacho, he is the legendary Triple Crown King."
Before Percy finished speaking, Ludo Bagman laughed out loud, his tone full of sarcasm.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"What kind of team did Kamachu lead? They brought Ireland, and then Italy... They were all players like Connolly, Ryan, Illaoi, Mallett, and Lynch..."
"Do you see what this group of people in our hands is? You ask someone to bring..."
"Don't even look at the current level of British Quidditch?"
"Just a few people?...Still fighting for position? Is that big guy named Quelas going to be a Seeker? Can he be?"
"I can't be!"
"I don't have that ability...you know?"
"It's better to let the new player of the Hornets, the kid called Wood... At least he hasn't been infected by other players' sneaky playing style."
Ludo was out of breath, and after taking a deep breath, he said, "If this continues... we will lose to South Korea. The French team will lose to South Korea after losing..."
"And then I lost to India... Then no one loses!"
Ludo Bagman clenched his fists with both hands and gritted his teeth in a tone of hatred.
"India and South Korea don't even have Quidditch teams, do they?" Before Ginny finished speaking, she was taken aback by Ludo, who was staring like a light bulb.
Harry hurriedly comforted the distraught 'Quidditch veteran', "It doesn't matter, isn't the British Quidditch team the first to prepare for the Quidditch World Cup? This should be of some use..."
Before Harry finished speaking, Ludo sneered. He clasped his fists like a Chinese wizard and bowed to several people, "Oh, thank God!"
"I have already said that this is not a technical issue...it is an attitude, a matter of spiritual will..."
"Those guys don't have a desire to win from the bottom of their hearts at all... How can you guarantee that they will go all out and risk their lives in pursuit of victory in the subsequent Quidditch match!"
"Be realistic. If you want to win, you need to change the entire British Quidditch system."
"This will offend too many people!" Percy looked very embarrassed, he muttered to himself, and actually told the truth in his heart.
Ludo sneered when he saw this, and then said, "Percy! Give up! It's not the fault of one person. Since people... from the players to those who work in this field can lose face, what face do we British Quidditch have?"
"The audience clamored for a refund, which is the slightest result!! Don't talk nonsense if you lose in the future!"
After finishing speaking, Ludo Bagman spread his hands, turned around angrily, and left.
After standing for a while, Percy left Harry and the others with an embarrassed expression on his face.
There was a lot of turmoil, and I didn't know what the two of them wanted to do when they came here.
After a while, after the eerie heavy snow subsided a little, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley... came over with a young woman in a black down jacket.
It's Emily Albert!
She had a cold face, and those sharp and bright eyes kept scanning all the existences around her that were different from the Muggle world.
And behind them, there were some Muggle soldiers, as well as the Auror squad wearing cloaks and black hoods, vaguely following not far away, forming an encirclement to protect several people.
"Harry, Ginny... you just happened to be here!"
"Where's Ron? When I went to Brazil to see him last week, didn't his injuries have almost healed?" Mr. and Mrs. Weasley stood in front of Harry and greeted him.
After Harry told the Weasleys about Ron, their son's recent situation.
Mr. Arthur Weasley introduced Emily Albert to Hermione, and Harry, by the way.
"She's Emily Albert. She's..."
"I know it's Albert's sister. We've met before. She came here for...?" Harry asked.
"Well, you're right, Emily is in charge of visiting Hogwarts this time...the only member of the delegation recognized by the Board of Directors and the Ministry of Magic..." Mr. Weasley said awkwardly.
It was her!
--No wonder!
Harry immediately understood why the Ministry of Magic, and those pure-blood wizards, did not dare to firmly oppose Muggles going to Hogwarts.
After all, Emily is the older sister of the MacGuffin.
Given Albert's fearsome reputation, which is now more prevalent than Voldemort's, these bullying guys probably wouldn't even dare to say a word.
After shaking hands with Emily Albert, the atmosphere among the few... fell into a kind of awkward and awkward silence.
'Who doesn't know what to say?After all, the only common topic... MacGuffin Albert has become a kind of taboo, and there is no way to mention it. '
'In this situation, as a family... and the only one who knows the truth, she should be very sad, right? '
Something to do with the McGuffin was running wild in Harry's mind.
After a long time, after being blown all over her head and face by the whirring snow, Hermione finally couldn't bear it any longer. She waved her wand and directly summoned a cloud of blue flames in midair to keep warm.
The flames shone brightly, exuding scorching energy, which made everyone feel a little warmer, and felt a little more comfortable.
In fact, Hermione is not alone in doing this, many wizards... use various methods to keep warm.
Even in this station, someone directly summoned multiple burning bonfires.
Harry rubbed his hands together and asked Mr. Weasley next to him.
"What the hell are we waiting for? Where the hell is the Hogwarts train? How the hell are we going to get to Hogwarts?"
Although he asked three times in a row to find out, Harry actually had a strange guess vaguely in his heart.
For that idea, he was both looking forward to it and a little apprehensive.
Before answering Harry's question, Mr. Arthur Weasley held his voice... and said in a low tone, "Here we are..."
"What's coming!"
In the snowstorm, a blurred red light shot from afar.
The red light instantly formed a beam of light, covering it in a certain direction.
"Go, go over there!" Mr. Arthur Weasley looked at the beam of light solemnly, hurriedly urged several people, and then shouted loudly to the wizards and Muggles next to him.
The flow of people began to gather and move towards the direction of the red light.
Harry and the others hurriedly pulled their luggage cart forward (of course they also pulled the twins' two oversized salute cars), and gradually accelerated, blending into the running stream of people.
Owls, cats, mice, and even children all squeaked, and there was a lot of noise in the wind and snow.
Gradually, Harry felt something was wrong.
Red mist enveloped their surroundings, the half-finished railway station hall, platform, stairs... Those decoration materials, wooden boards, and walls all disappeared one by one.
They seemed to have come to a vast open space, surrounded by that kind of red light.
It stands to reason that the edge of the train station should have been seen long ago, but as far as the eye can see... there is no trace of any buildings at all.
There were only vague figures in front of him, running together with Harry and the others in the red light.
After about a quarter of an hour, the flow of people stopped and crowded in front of them in a dense pile.
It seemed that the red beam of light came from that place.
Talking here is extremely loud, those people are chattering, the noise is incomparable, the noise is almost out of shape.
They seemed to be around someone.
"Professor! Professor...Professor Dumbledore!" Mr. Weasley suddenly called out an unexpected name towards the inside.
It's Professor Albus Dumbledore!
Suddenly a strange feeling rose in Harry's mind - 'What is he doing here?Why shine that red light? '
Then Harry remembered what McGuffin had said that night, about the 'conductor,' and the 'station attendant'.
He had a strong feeling that everything that happened here was still inseparable from McGuffin.
But that's not the thing that matters now, somehow... the whole station... Muggles, wizards, even goblins, vampires,
Ogres, witches, and all kinds of weird characters popped up, and they all unmistakably appeared in this place shrouded in red light.
They looked at each other vigilantly, but none of them was willing to leave here first, as if they were looking for some treasure, their eyes were stubborn and full of greed.
The Muggles even opened the safety bolts of their firearms, and aimed their guns at other people directly.
Harry even saw them put their hands on the grenades hanging on their chests.Most of these people secretly aimed at the existence of Emily Albert, as if they were leading her or trying to protect her.
"Hmph, Muggle trash..." An unknown wizard saw this scene and sneered, making the surrounding atmosphere even more tense.
"Misters and ladies, everyone... let's go... let's go!"
At this time, Dumbledore's voice sounded from the crowd.People gradually divided into two parts like a stream of water, making way for one.
Albus, wearing a lead gray cloak, walked slowly out of the crowd.
Harry saw it this time... All the red light here came from a gray-red old-fashioned kerosene lamp that Dumbledore was holding in his hand.
(End of this chapter)
