Chapter 682 Reform, Quidditch Committee
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
Mentor Metaxas of the Quidditch Committee was very nervous at the moment.
He sat in the British Ministry of Magic, fingering the burr on his right thumb restlessly.
The last time Roger Spottywood was interviewed, he didn't recover for a few days after he went back.
As one of the two major organizations of the International Federation of Wizards, he panicked.
"The second king wants to hold the International Federation of Wizards firmly in his hands, what should I do?"
Although the things that the Quidditch Committee is responsible for are not as important as the Department of Education, they are still related to all Quidditch fans.
Knowing that John was looking for him, he was so frightened that he quickly looked up his things over the years.
Except for some things that happened in the last Quidditch World Cup, I didn't seem to have made any big problems.
Is it because of the postponement of this session?
That is also because of the saints, who have wronged themselves.
Mente was thinking wildly like this, and the black door was opened.
With a start, he subconsciously stood up.
"sit down."
"Okay." Mentor sat down immediately.
He looked anxiously at John sitting across from him.
"Your Excellency Wick, I have no contact with that person, and I am definitely not that person's party!"
He hastened to show his loyalty.
He and Dumbledore are not familiar with each other, and the two basically have no intersection.
Mentor graduated from Durmstrang, and he and Dumbledore are not of the same era.
John smiled and waved his hands, and said, "Don't worry, I'm not looking for trouble for you."
"That's it." Mentor breathed a sigh of relief.
He really loves the sport of Quidditch, and he himself is a retired Quidditch player.
John asked, "What do you think of Quidditch today?"
"Opinion?" Mente asked suspiciously, "You mean the World Cup, this time because of the saints, the World Cup is postponed."
"No, the World Cup still needs to be held," John said sternly, "The more it is at this time, the more it is necessary for all wizards to see peace."
"I mean about the Quidditch format."
John snapped his fingers, and a stack of parchment flew towards Mentor.
"The current Quidditch competition system is too single. Everyone is preparing for the World Cup, but it has caused the sport to lose too much."
Mentor picked up a piece of parchment and looked at it.
The above is the plan for the new competition system.
"It has been implemented in the UK for a while," John said. "During this time, many Quidditch clubs in the UK have contributed corresponding value."
"Top wizard competition, senior wizard competition, junior wizard competition?"
"Up two down two?"
Mentor went from bewildered at the beginning to engrossed in the end.
There was excitement in his eyes.
Because he saw the glory of Quidditch in the future.
Originally, because Quidditch requires a lot of space and the number of people required to form a team, this sport is usually played in schools.
Ordinary wizards just want to play after graduation, and the only way is to join the club.
But the club has high requirements for talents, and they are almost all in daily training.
It is simply not something ordinary people can participate in.
For ordinary wizards in this sport, they can only enjoy their eyes when they are competing.
And more often only during the World Cup can you visit the scene in person.
But now this reform, not to say every day, but at least it will appear more frequently in the public eye.
The three leagues can also improve the sense of competition and crisis among clubs.
John also gave advice on the operation of the club, such as selling jerseys and various peripherals to obtain income.
Instead of being self-responsible for profits and losses like building a car behind closed doors.
Unfriendly to the club, equally unfriendly to the audience.
There are also exhibition matches and friendly matches.
This made Mente dizzy.
"Genius, this is a genius idea!" Ment said excitedly.
"It's just learned from Muggles," John said calmly. "What's more, it needs to be promoted and many venues need to be built."
Mentor also calmed down, he hesitated, and said: "This is difficult to do, most wizarding places are in Muggle cities, Your Excellency Wick."
If the method of using the door key is naturally possible, but that will cause many problems, such as the door key being used for modification.
And the one-time transfer of the door key is limited, time-consuming and labor-intensive.
"It seems that Metaxas doesn't pay attention to Silver Hand." John looked at him with a half-smile.
Mentor was a little embarrassed, he was more concerned about Quidditch.
John waved his hand, and the plan turned to the third-to-last page.
A door appears above.
"This is a portal that has been adopted by Silverhand Amusement Park," John said, "This is a stable teleportation, where the space coordinates are fixed, as long as the energy on it is maintained."
John snapped his fingers, and the parchment door floated out.
Mentor noticed that there were nine crystal-like crystals on the door.
The crystal emitted a purple light, and a transmission channel was cut in the middle of the door.
"About the use and maintenance of magic crystals, I suggest you read the last two pages."
Mentor was stunned, "In this way, we can solve the problems about the venue and teleportation."
With this door, they don't need to build the site into the city, and they can move to a remote place.
It can be said that this plan was almost implemented.
This is a reform of Quidditch, changing the previous competition mode and dividing levels.
As the concept implemented by the second king.
Power comes first.
The strong come up, the weak go down.
And John looked at Mentor and said with a calm smile: "The Quidditch League can stabilize the anxiety of wizards."
"We need to restore their confidence," John snapped his fingers, making the door disappear, "their fear of Muggles, their fear of saints."
"We want them to know that Muggles are not as scary as they think."
"And the saints..." John said contemptuously, "It's just a group of thugs in the name of purification, so there's nothing to be afraid of."
Mentor trembled inwardly.
John's contempt for the saints makes people think of his attitude towards the Death Eaters.
Yes, nothing to fear.
Because of me, the second king of the wizarding world, John Wick.
You can continue to have fun, continue to watch the game.
Because of me.
The second king conquers everything he sees, including the hearts of men.
Mentor returned home in a daze.
He was sitting on the sofa, and his son ran over excitedly.
"Father, have you seen Lord Wick?"
His son, Khron Metaxas.
A student who graduated from Durmstrang, but he is a fanatical supporter of the Second King.
What made him more proud than winning the Quidditch championship in Durmstrang was the meeting of his father with the Second King.
Karong said excitedly, "What kind of person is he?"
Mente let out a heavy breath, looked at his son, and said, "He let me see what a king is."
Mentor admits he has a feeling of wanting to be at his feet.
"No wonder you say he is a born king, Ludwig." Mente said with emotion.
...
He sat in the British Ministry of Magic, fingering the burr on his right thumb restlessly.
The last time Roger Spottywood was interviewed, he didn't recover for a few days after he went back.
As one of the two major organizations of the International Federation of Wizards, he panicked.
"The second king wants to hold the International Federation of Wizards firmly in his hands, what should I do?"
Although the things that the Quidditch Committee is responsible for are not as important as the Department of Education, they are still related to all Quidditch fans.
Knowing that John was looking for him, he was so frightened that he quickly looked up his things over the years.
Except for some things that happened in the last Quidditch World Cup, I didn't seem to have made any big problems.
Is it because of the postponement of this session?
That is also because of the saints, who have wronged themselves.
Mente was thinking wildly like this, and the black door was opened.
With a start, he subconsciously stood up.
"sit down."
"Okay." Mentor sat down immediately.
He looked anxiously at John sitting across from him.
"Your Excellency Wick, I have no contact with that person, and I am definitely not that person's party!"
He hastened to show his loyalty.
He and Dumbledore are not familiar with each other, and the two basically have no intersection.
Mentor graduated from Durmstrang, and he and Dumbledore are not of the same era.
John smiled and waved his hands, and said, "Don't worry, I'm not looking for trouble for you."
"That's it." Mentor breathed a sigh of relief.
He really loves the sport of Quidditch, and he himself is a retired Quidditch player.
John asked, "What do you think of Quidditch today?"
"Opinion?" Mente asked suspiciously, "You mean the World Cup, this time because of the saints, the World Cup is postponed."
"No, the World Cup still needs to be held," John said sternly, "The more it is at this time, the more it is necessary for all wizards to see peace."
"I mean about the Quidditch format."
John snapped his fingers, and a stack of parchment flew towards Mentor.
"The current Quidditch competition system is too single. Everyone is preparing for the World Cup, but it has caused the sport to lose too much."
Mentor picked up a piece of parchment and looked at it.
The above is the plan for the new competition system.
"It has been implemented in the UK for a while," John said. "During this time, many Quidditch clubs in the UK have contributed corresponding value."
"Top wizard competition, senior wizard competition, junior wizard competition?"
"Up two down two?"
Mentor went from bewildered at the beginning to engrossed in the end.
There was excitement in his eyes.
Because he saw the glory of Quidditch in the future.
Originally, because Quidditch requires a lot of space and the number of people required to form a team, this sport is usually played in schools.
Ordinary wizards just want to play after graduation, and the only way is to join the club.
But the club has high requirements for talents, and they are almost all in daily training.
It is simply not something ordinary people can participate in.
For ordinary wizards in this sport, they can only enjoy their eyes when they are competing.
And more often only during the World Cup can you visit the scene in person.
But now this reform, not to say every day, but at least it will appear more frequently in the public eye.
The three leagues can also improve the sense of competition and crisis among clubs.
John also gave advice on the operation of the club, such as selling jerseys and various peripherals to obtain income.
Instead of being self-responsible for profits and losses like building a car behind closed doors.
Unfriendly to the club, equally unfriendly to the audience.
There are also exhibition matches and friendly matches.
This made Mente dizzy.
"Genius, this is a genius idea!" Ment said excitedly.
"It's just learned from Muggles," John said calmly. "What's more, it needs to be promoted and many venues need to be built."
Mentor also calmed down, he hesitated, and said: "This is difficult to do, most wizarding places are in Muggle cities, Your Excellency Wick."
If the method of using the door key is naturally possible, but that will cause many problems, such as the door key being used for modification.
And the one-time transfer of the door key is limited, time-consuming and labor-intensive.
"It seems that Metaxas doesn't pay attention to Silver Hand." John looked at him with a half-smile.
Mentor was a little embarrassed, he was more concerned about Quidditch.
John waved his hand, and the plan turned to the third-to-last page.
A door appears above.
"This is a portal that has been adopted by Silverhand Amusement Park," John said, "This is a stable teleportation, where the space coordinates are fixed, as long as the energy on it is maintained."
John snapped his fingers, and the parchment door floated out.
Mentor noticed that there were nine crystal-like crystals on the door.
The crystal emitted a purple light, and a transmission channel was cut in the middle of the door.
"About the use and maintenance of magic crystals, I suggest you read the last two pages."
Mentor was stunned, "In this way, we can solve the problems about the venue and teleportation."
With this door, they don't need to build the site into the city, and they can move to a remote place.
It can be said that this plan was almost implemented.
This is a reform of Quidditch, changing the previous competition mode and dividing levels.
As the concept implemented by the second king.
Power comes first.
The strong come up, the weak go down.
And John looked at Mentor and said with a calm smile: "The Quidditch League can stabilize the anxiety of wizards."
"We need to restore their confidence," John snapped his fingers, making the door disappear, "their fear of Muggles, their fear of saints."
"We want them to know that Muggles are not as scary as they think."
"And the saints..." John said contemptuously, "It's just a group of thugs in the name of purification, so there's nothing to be afraid of."
Mentor trembled inwardly.
John's contempt for the saints makes people think of his attitude towards the Death Eaters.
Yes, nothing to fear.
Because of me, the second king of the wizarding world, John Wick.
You can continue to have fun, continue to watch the game.
Because of me.
The second king conquers everything he sees, including the hearts of men.
Mentor returned home in a daze.
He was sitting on the sofa, and his son ran over excitedly.
"Father, have you seen Lord Wick?"
His son, Khron Metaxas.
A student who graduated from Durmstrang, but he is a fanatical supporter of the Second King.
What made him more proud than winning the Quidditch championship in Durmstrang was the meeting of his father with the Second King.
Karong said excitedly, "What kind of person is he?"
Mente let out a heavy breath, looked at his son, and said, "He let me see what a king is."
Mentor admits he has a feeling of wanting to be at his feet.
"No wonder you say he is a born king, Ludwig." Mente said with emotion.
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