HP Magic Biography

Holding the things they bought, everyone hurried to the forest along the path illuminated by lanterns, with Mr. Weasley walking in the forefront. They can hear the sounds of thousands of people moving around them-shouts, laughter, and singing.

Everyone was deeply moved by the frenetic excitement, and Harry grinned all the time.

They walked in the forest for thirty minutes, talking and joking loudly along the way, and finally reached the other end of the forest and found a huge gymnasium in front of them.

Although Fanlin can only see a part of the area surrounding the tent, it is certainly not crowded at all.

This is the magic world, it is impossible for such a mistake to happen, but... it is also impossible to say.

But Harry didn't think so.

When Mr. Weasley noticed the awe on Harry’s face, he said to him: “You can sit 100,000 people. In this year, the cabinet hired five hundred people to build this stadium. Every inch of here is defensive. The magic of the Muggles. In this year, every time the Muggles approach here, they will immediately think of important things and run away quickly again... God bless them." He added affectionately.

Mr. Weasley led everyone to the nearest entrance, where a large group of noisy witches and wizards had already gathered.

"Front seat!" A witch official at the door read their tickets and said, "The upper class! Go up the stairs, Arthur, to the highest point."

The stairs leading to the stadium are covered with luxurious purple carpets. They climbed the stairs with the crowd. Slowly, some people turn into the door on the left or right of the stairs.

Mr. Weasley and his party continued to climb up the stairs, and finally reached the small pavilion at the top of the stairs. They found themselves in a small box.

This small box is located at the highest point of the gymnasium, just between the two golden sideline pillars. There are about twenty purple, gilded chairs, divided into two rows. Harry followed Mr. Weasley to the front row and saw a scene he could never imagine.

In the oval square, the rows of chairs below are a little higher than the rows according to a certain ratio, and a hundred thousand witches and wizards sit in their seats. The entire stadium is filled with a mysterious golden light, just like the stadium itself emits. From their high position, the square is as smooth as velvet, with three hoops for scoring at both ends, fifteen feet high; directly opposite them, almost parallel to Harry's eyes There was a huge blackboard in the place where golden words were scribbled; I wiped it off immediately. After watching it for a while, Harry realized that it was an advertisement.

Blue Bottle: A broom suitable for the whole family-safe, reliable, equipped with a siren to defend Baghra... Mrs. Scotch's magic cleaner: no pain and no spots! ......Glyjs Sorcerer's Grocery Store-London, Paris, Hosmat...

Harry looked away from the ad and turned to see who else was in the box besides them. So far, there is no one else, except a tiny creature sitting in the penultimate row behind them. This creature's legs are very short, so it puts the legs on the seat. It was wearing a coffee table to cover the city, and it looked like the toga of ancient Roman citizens. It was burying its face in its hands. And those long, bat-like ears are very strange, but they seem familiar.

"Is it Dobby?" Harry asked incredulously. The little creature raised its head, opened its fingers, and opened its big brown eyes. Its nose was the size and shape of a tomato. It's not Dobby. However, there is no doubt that it is a servant elf, just like Harry's friend Dobby.

Harry had rescued Dobby from the house of its former owner, Malfoy.

Now Dobby is following Fanlin happily.

"Does your husband call me Dobby?" the elf asked curiously through his fingers. Its voice was a little louder than Dobby's, it was a very small, trembling squeak. Although it was difficult to talk to the elf, Harry guessed that the elf was a female. Others also got up from their seats and ran over to look.

Harry said to the elf, "I'm sorry, I just thought you were a friend of mine."

"But I also know Dobby," the elf squeaked. She covered her face as if light would blind her eyes, in fact the light in the waiting room was not strong at all. "My name is Shining.

Sir, you call... "When her gaze rested on Harry's scar, she opened her brown eyes wide.

"You must be Harry. Potter!"

"Well, I am." Harry said.

Shining said, "Dobby has been talking about you all day, sir!" She put her hand down a little and looked at Harry in awe.

"Tell me?" Harry asked, but then he wanted to understand what Dobby was talking about. Dobby was in Fanlin's house, and Dobby wanted to be frank and lenient.

"Sir, I didn't want to offend you, but I don't think you helped Dobby a favor when you set him free." Shining said.

"Why not?" Harry asked.

Shining lowered an octave and whispered, "When I saw him last time, he was waiting for someone to pay for his work, sir!"

"Pay?" Harry asked blankly. "Why can't others pay him?"

Wen Qi looked frightened by this thought. She slowly closed her fingers so that half of her face was hidden again.

"The servant elves don't have any money," she murmured, "No, no, no, I told Dobby, I said, after I go out, I will find a good family for myself and settle down. But he Indulging in various fantasies, this is very bad for a servant spirit. I said: "Dobby, if you continue to indulge like this, then I will soon hear about you like some ordinary Like the fairies, the news was sent to the Magic Creatures Discipline and Regulations Department. "

"But it's time for him to relax and entertain." Harry said.

"The servant elves are not entertaining, Harry Potter," Shining said harshly. "The servant elves must do whatever the master wants them to do. I have height fear," she said, looking at the edge of the box, crying: "But my master sent me to the upper class, so I had no choice but to come. ."

"If he knows you are afraid of heights, why did he send you here?" Harry frowned and asked.

"Master, the master wants me to help him occupy a seat, Harry. Potter, he is very busy." Shining said ~www.readwn.com~ and nodding the next empty seat with her head. Shining hopes to return to the master's tent. , But she must do what she is told to do, she is a very good servant spirit.

She glanced at the edge of the box in awe, then closed her eyes completely. Harry turned to the others.

"This is the kind of servant elf?" Ron whispered. "It's incredible, isn't it?"

"Dobby is even more incredible," Harry said excitedly.

"You should tell him that Dobby is already hired, and it's costly."

Hermione said angrily.

"You have also seen what that little elf looks like," Fanlin said. "These words are more appropriate than words."

Fanlin reassures Hermione, he casts his eyes on Shining, this is the elf of Crouch's family, then, the little Barty Crouch should be...

Fanlin's magic power began to spy out, but there were too many wizards here, and he couldn't distinguish the Death Eaters who existed in it.