Harry Potter and The Invincible Bookworm

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As the afternoon passed, an excitement filled the camp like a cloud that could be touched.

In the evening, even the quiet summer air seemed to be tremblingly looking forward to it.

At this time, there was a deep and deep gong sound from somewhere in the distance of the forest. Immediately, 1000 10000 red, green and green lanterns bloomed on the trees, illuminating the road to the stadium.

“Time is up!” Mr. Harris said, everyone seemed to be equally excited, “Hurry up, let’s go!”

Mr. Harris and Lucius Malfoy led the way. After lunch, they kept talking and seemed very satisfied with each other.

Malfoy held the England team’s rose logo in one hand, and Aaron’s magic statue in the other, and followed Aaron with a smile on his face.

They walked quickly into the woods along the lantern-lit passage.

They can hear 1000 to 10000 people walking around, yelling, laughter, and intermittent singing.

This kind of fanatical excitement is very contagious, and Aaron’s emotions are also mobilized, laughing happily.

Passed the ticket without a hitch and entered the magnificent stadium.

The stairs leading to the stadium are covered with purple-red carpets.

They climbed up the stairs with the crowd, and slowly those people flowed into the two stands on the left and right.

The entire group led by Mr. Harris went up and finally reached the top of the stairs.

They found themselves in a small box, located at the highest point of the stadium, and facing the golden goal.

There are more than ten purple and gilded seats, divided into 2 rows. This is an exclusive box specially set by Mr. Harris at a high price.

Mr. Harris didn’t stay here, just let everyone put their hands down, and took their 3 sons to move forward and walked to another top-level box.

Lucius also took Draco with him.

“Mr. Harris, nice meeting. Aaron, nice to meet you.” Sirius shook hands with Mr. Harris politely.

“Aaron, your idea is very good, Harry and I had a great holiday this holiday.” Sirius’s face swept away the gloom of the past and said to Aaron happily.

“Vernon must look good.” Aaron also laughed.

When they stepped into the box, Percy hurriedly stood up and saluted Mr. Harris, looking like he had just sat on the back of a porcupine covered with spines.

Ron saw Aaron and Malfoy entering with Harry, twitched his lips, and pulled Harry over.

Draco glared at Harry and Ron contemptuously, and stood behind Aaron without speaking.

At this time, Mr. Harris suddenly said with a smile: “Bagman, why are you collecting money from a child?”

Bagman turned his head in surprise, immediately put away the gold Galleon in his hand, and walked over to shake hands with Mr. Harris.

“Ludo, are you all ready?” Mr. Harris asked.

“Of course, my passion is ready to go.” Bagman smiled all over his face and waved his hand, as if to say it was nothing.

“Are you betting on football?” Aaron asked after greeting Bagman politely.

Bagman glanced at Mr. Harris and saw that he was still smiling, as if sighed in relief.

“Add a little excitement to the game,” Bagman said casually.

“Want to place a bet on the game, Lucius?” Mr. Harris asked with interest.

“Of course.” Lucius laughed, and as far as he was concerned, he bought some fish, chips, and beer while watching the game.

“Let me think about it… I offered 1000 Galleons to bet on England to win, and Aaron caught the golden snitch.” Mr. Harris said.

Aaron knew that Bagman couldn’t get the money at all. He wanted to stop Mr. Harris, but after another thought, he understood Mr. Harris’ intentions.

Mr. Harris mostly knows about Bagman’s financial situation. This is probably to better control him.

At the same time, for Mr. Harris, this is also a way to cheer for his son in disguise.

“1000 gold Galleons?” Ludo Bagman looked a little at a loss, but soon recovered his calm, “I won’t give you too high odds. Because I also believe that Aaron will catch the golden snitch.”

He winked at Aaron.

Lucius glanced at him, and said without a trace of ups and downs in his voice: “I give the same amount and bet on England to win, and Aaron catches the golden snitch.”

Bagman seemed to cry: “Such a big bet, then I still have to lower the odds. Are you sure you want to bet?”

Lucius glanced at him lightly, which made Bagman instantly understand that things couldn’t be changed.

Ludo Bagman slowly pulled out the notebook and quill, and helplessly wrote the names of Mr. Harris and Mr. Lucius on them.

At this moment, behind them, the sound of glass breaking suddenly sounded.

It turned out that when Ministry of Magic Cornelius • Fudge himself drove, Percy bowed too low, and his glasses fell to the ground and shattered.

He was so embarrassed that he repaired the lens with wand, and then sat blankly on his seat.

Mr. Harris stepped forward immediately, Fudge greeted Mr. Harris like Old Friend, and then greeted Aaron kindly.

Fudge graciously held Aaron’s hand like a father, asked him a question, and introduced him to the wizard sitting next to him.

“Aaron Harris, you know,” he told the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic aloud-the man wore a gorgeous black velvet gown with gold trim and he didn’t seem to understand a word in English. “The youngest Seeker in the history of the Quiddich World Cup , You must know who he is—”

The Bulgarian wizard looked at Aaron carefully, and immediately became excited, and said a bunch of words loudly in his mouth.

“Thank you for your compliment, my Animagus is indeed a phoenix.” Aaron said suddenly.

“It’s great, you can speak our Bulgarian language. You and Krum are both young talents!” The wizard from Bulgaria looked at Aaron with appreciation.

Aaron was polite and well-mannered, which won the favor of almost everyone present.

“Very good, Aaron, you can speak Bulgarian language. It’s so hard to communicate with him, heaven knows how I spend the day. Crouch knows Bulgarian, but he—” Fudge frowned, instantly again Smiled very kindly.

“It’s a pity that you have to participate in the competition. This is Mr. Oberlansk-Mr. Obalonsk-he is the Minister of the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic, it doesn’t matter, he doesn’t understand what I’m talking about anyway.” Fudge Introduced to Aaron.

Aaron saluted the other side again, and the Bulgarian minister had a very good impression of Aaron, and talked with Aaron about the customs of the two countries and Quidditch match.

On the one hand, Ludo Bagman seemed to have connected something and regained his spirit.

“Are everyone ready?” He said, Winky’s round face shining like a giant spherical cheese. “Minister-can you start?”

“You’ll start at the beginning, Ludo.” Fudge said kindly.

When Aaron saw this, he hurriedly said goodbye. He needed to join the team.

The atmosphere in the stadium outside is extremely hot and enthusiastic, and Aaron Disapparation went to the locker room, changed his team uniform, and was with his teammates, preparing for the 10000-high-profile final battle of the season.

They had changed their team uniforms and sat in the locker room together. Total sect trained Geraldine to make a mobilization speech for them.

With falcon-like eyes, he scanned the players sitting below sharply.

“I really don’t know what to say. After 3 minutes, it will be the biggest battle in our career.”

Everyone, whether they were staring at the coach with piercing eyes or holding their heads in their hands, were listening carefully.

“Everything has come today, we can go to glory as a team, or we will collapse, 1 point after 1 point, one hit after another, until we are finished.” Geraldine’s tone was extremely solemn.

The entire locker room is in a low pressure.

“Now I can’t fight for you. In fact, it is obvious that I am too old!” Geraldine said with emotion.

Everyone looked at him in disbelief, it was hard to imagine that such weak words would come from a coach who is known for his iron and blood methods.

“I looked around and saw these young faces, I was thinking…”

He paused and continued: “I mean, did I make a mistake that a middle age person might make. I, uh…”

His words caught the attention of all the players, and even Banks, who was buried in his head, raised his head to look at him.

“I squander all my money, believing or not by you.” He patted the information in his hand, “I also drove away the people who once loved me.”

His tone became heavier: “Recently, I can’t even face the face in my mirror.”

“You know, when your life gets old, many things will leave you. This is part of life. But you only understand when you start to lose. Life is actually a scoring game, like It’s Quiddich.”

The players began to follow his thinking.

“Because whether it is Game Life or Quiddich, the room for you to make mistakes is very small.” He turned sideways and started to back up, “I mean, half a step early or half a step late, you will not achieve your goal; half a second or late You can’t catch the ball for half a second.”

“Every point we need is by our side, every point, every second.”

The players clashed, some even slapped their hands.

Geraldine raised his hand, stopped them, and continued: “Our whole team is fighting for this 1 point, and the whole team is ready to fight for this 1 point and Reducto, for this 1 point.” He raised his right hand, like To seize the victory.

The eyes of the team members closely followed Geraldine, admiring and cheering loudly.

Geraldine’s tone became firmer and firmer, “Because we know that adding up every 1 point is the dividing line of victory and defeat, and the dividing line of life and death.”

The team members were a little red, looking at Geraldine excitedly.

“In any match, those who are not afraid of death will win that 1 point. I also know that I can live that meaningful life because I am still willing to fight for that 1 point to the last minute.”

Geraldine’s tone was agitated.

“I can’t let you do it now. You have to look at the comrade-in-arms around you and look into their eyes.”

The team members looked at each other.

“I think you will see that you are willing to compete with you, to compete for every 1 point of comrade-in-arms.”

Cohen, who was still inattentive at the beginning, couldn’t help but step forward, wanting to listen more carefully.

“You will see a comrade-in-arms who is willing to sacrifice himself for you and for the team. Because he knows that you will do the same for him when necessary.”

“This is the team spirit, gentlemen. Also, whether we are fighting together or being slaughtered by each and everyone, this is Quiddich.”

Geraldine spread his hands, and the room was silent.

“this is all.”

He looked at all team members eagerly, “Now, tell me, what should you do?”

The team members stood up one after another, full of fighting spirit, with a firm expression on their faces, following Geraldine, ready to set foot on their own stadium, their stage.