All the changes in the world begin with Tom Cat

Chapter 73 The Contest Begins

"Ron, this tent."

Harry was also confused like Ding Hai.

Can such a small tent accommodate people?

"Harry, don't look at the simple appearance, the space inside is actually huge! Just come in with me!"

Afterwards, several people entered the tent one after another.

When Ding Hai and Harry opened the tent and came in to see the scene inside, they couldn't help but sigh.

I have to say, magic is really charming.

"Wow! Look, Ginny, there is a bathroom here. It looks like we can take a bath tonight."

"Yeah, it's really good!"

The two girls talked excitedly.

Ding Hai took a look at the furnishings here. Although it was not said to be luxurious, it was already very good.

This tent is actually equivalent to a house. In addition to a living room, there are four rooms, two bathrooms, and even a kitchen.

The only bad thing is that the sound insulation is very poor, he can hear the noise outside.

"Girls and boys, put your luggage down. We are going to the Quidditch pitch. If we are late, we won't have a good seat."

Arthur reminded the children.

Soon, everyone rushed to the Quidditch pitch.

The stadium is large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of spectators to enjoy this event.

This stadium building is like a nest, which is made of various steel bars and iron pipes. Although it is not as beautiful as the "Bird's Nest" in the previous life, it is already the best design for the Ministry of Magic.

It's just that their location is at the top and requires climbing stairs to reach it, but the view is very good and they can have a clear view of the events at the venue.

"Dadi, how far up do we have to go?"

Ron climbed the stairs, somewhat out of breath.

"You could say that if it rains, you guys will be the first to know, wouldn't you? Mr. Weasley."

A mocking voice came from below them, and several people looked down.

Draco, a man in a black suit, and his father, Lucius, were seen looking at them from below.

"My dad and I were in a private room personally invited by Minister Fudge~"

Draco's face was filled with anger.

But he was hit by Lucius: "Don't show off Draco, after all, talking to this group of people will be in vain."

Arthur's face was very ugly.

Ron and others are similar.

Arthur simply ignored them and continued to move up the stairs. Just when Harry wanted to go with them, Lucius used his cane to pull a corner of Harry's clothes, preventing him from moving forward.

Lucius showed a disdainful smile, just when he was about to say something.

I saw a hairy hand snatching his cane away.

"My cane! You damn cat! Give me my cane!"

Lucius said angrily.

He also didn't expect that Ding Hai would suddenly snatch his cane away.

Ding Maomao curled his lips and didn't pay attention to the angry person below. He was already unhappy after seeing Lucius's behavior just now.

Just grabbed his cane.

"Okay, Tom give him his cane!"

Although Arthur felt relieved after seeing this, he still had to be polite after all, otherwise it would not end well later.

Ding Hai's eyes moved and he threw Lucius's cane towards the center of the venue.

Let Arthur be stunned. "You damn cat! It seems you don't want to cherish your life!"

The next moment, Lucius took out his wand and was about to attack Ding Hai.

He was greeted by a confrontation with seven wands. Arthur raised his wand and said expressionlessly: "Lucius, if you use magic attacks here, we don't mind having a fight with you. If you think If you beat seven of them, you can win them all."

"you"

Lucius was so angry that he couldn't speak. He glared at Ding Hai angrily and then stopped and left with Draco.

"Wow! You're so cool, Tom!" the Weasley twins whistled.

"Tom, I have to say, you did a really good job just now!"

Harry and others also gave Ding Hai a thumbs up.

"Meow meow!"

Ding Maomao puffed up his chest and said that he would still fight even if there were ten more Luciuses.

"Ahem, okay kids, we should go to our seats."

Later, Ya led a group of people to the top position.

At the beginning, three Quidditch players flew away, leaving a brilliant magical flame in the venue. The Weasley twins jumped up with excitement.

"Merlin on top! It's the Irish team, Troy, Mallet and Moran!"

Then another red team appeared, setting off a wave of enthusiasm from the audience.

Then, the light focused on a gentlemanly old man wearing a black hat and a suit. This man was Fudge, the current Minister of Magic.

Fudge began his opening remarks: "I am honored to welcome you all to the 422nd Quidditch World Cup Finals. Now let the game begin!"

Then, with the sound of the magic wand in his hand, a ball of white light appeared and exploded in mid-air, and the final officially began.

There was another wave of cheers at the scene.

Ding Hai was originally very excited, but that was only when the game started.

Just like when he watched the Olympic Games in the past, the opening ceremony was often shocking, but he was not in the mood to pay attention to the subsequent competitions. After all, he was not a sports fan.

After the first game of the final, Ding Hai and his team returned to the tent.

"Harry, Ron, I think you need to take advantage of this time to finish your summer homework, otherwise it will be difficult to explain when you go back."

Hermione reminded Harry and Ron.

"Oh, Hermione, don't say such depressing things on such a festive day!" Ron complained.

Harry said nothing, just nodded.

"But your summer homework is not even half complete. If you don't want Gryffindor to be deducted points, then seize the time."

Study committee member Hermione went online directly.

"Ron, I think what Hermione said makes sense, how about we write a little bit?" Harry hesitated.

"Before that, why didn't you talk about Tom? He looks very laid-back!" Ron pointed to the cat lying on the sofa.

"Tom's homework has been finished a long time ago, which is why he is so leisurely." Hermione crossed her arms.

Harry, Ron: "What?"

The two of them looked at Ding Hai in unison.

Ding Hai saw their eyes turned towards him and couldn't help but raise a hand to wave in response, but his expression was full of laziness.

Ron, Harry: "."

They really didn't expect that this lazy cat had already completed his homework? !
"Okay, I think you have a point, but I really don't want to write it!"

Ron let out a wail.

After all, the professors assigned summer homework in stacks several inches wide!
Seeing these homeworks, his head felt big.

(End of this chapter)