Chapter 505

Semifinals

Chapter 505 Semifinals

"This world has no sympathy for the righteous loser, Vader. If victory requires any means necessary, then so be it."

Antoine said so.

Vader barely managed to hold back from saying——

"Fifty years ago, Grindelwald chose to bear the blame and did not win. If he could raise his moral bottom line a little, perhaps he would not be the enemy of the world?"

Some of the ideas of the Wushu Party are deeply rooted. Even the "new generation" like Antoine seems to be changing on the surface, but in fact their underlying logic is still the same as before.

Wade did not refute, and his thoughtful look seemed to indicate that he agreed with what he said. Antoine was somewhat happy, and then he brought out the real reason why he called Wade.

"This is the information of other magic schools participating in the competition."

Antoine took out a thick stack of documents, patted them and said:
"The magic they are good at, the students who have been outstanding in the past two years, and their working styles are all in here. You can take a look at it slowly when you go back... Isn't there an old Chinese saying? Know yourself, know your enemy, and you will not fail."

Wade's heart skipped a beat and he asked, "Are there any magic schools from China participating this time?"

"No." Antoine said, "The wizards there are very mysterious. They are basically inherited from family. I heard that their connection with the Muggle government is closer than ours."

Wade didn't ask any more questions. He put the documents away and said, "I should go now. Otherwise, Harry and the others will probably think I was teleported away by the toilet."

"See you later." Antoine raised his voice behind him and reminded him, "By the way, when you see me in Hogwarts later, remember not to reveal my identity!"

"Don't worry, I won't cause any trouble for myself." Wade waved his hand, opened the curtain and walked out of the tent.

……

It was soon evening, and the air in the camp became restless. When it was completely dark, the sound of apparitions could be heard everywhere.

Wade bought a panoramic telescope from a mobile vendor, and Harry enthusiastically introduced its use to him: "You can replay the footage... you can also switch to slow motion, and even analyze the game situation. It's more professional than the commentators on TV!"

After checking their tickets, they walked up the narrow staircase to the top floor, followed the corridor into the box, and saw the scene on the other side.

This is a huge oval stadium with stands extending upward in a stepped manner. The bottom layer is filled with densely packed seats, while the middle and upper layers are independent boxes.

The location of Sirius' box was very advantageous. When the game officially started, the athletes almost passed by their eyes, and they could even see the ball being hit with their naked eyes.

There were more than 20 seats in this box, and after Wade and the others came in, they only occupied a small half of them. But it was obvious that Sirius would rather leave them all empty than invite others to share.

"But if you have any classmates who are close to you, feel free to invite them over." Sirius leaned back in his seat and stretched his legs, saying casually, "There are still a lot of seats anyway."

Wade asked Harry, "You didn't invite Ron and Hermione?"

The other members of SSC—Michael, Neville, Theo, etc.—all had ways for their families to buy tickets, so even if their seats were slightly worse, there was no need for them to come and use the Black family's box.

Harry was leaning on the railing, looking up at the changing words on the billboard. When he heard Wade's question, he turned around and said, "Ron said his father can get the tickets. Hermione is traveling with her parents and won't be back in England until tomorrow!"

Vader nodded and looked away, feeling somewhat emotional.

In the original book, these three people are inseparable like conjoined twins. But now, Harry has Sirius as his godfather to rely on. After several years of school life, the halo of the savior is still shining, but the trio is not as close as in the plot.

Wade remembered that Mr. Weasley could only get a few tickets for the final. Ron might not want to watch the game, but out of some self-esteem or inferiority complex, he did not accept Harry's invitation.

And Sirius didn't invite the Weasleys.

When he entered the school, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had already graduated from Hogwarts; during the First Wizarding War, Weasley did not join the Order of the Phoenix, and they were neither comrades-in-arms nor classmates.

Although both parties are now in the Order of the Phoenix, which was reorganized by Dumbledore, Sirius and Molly Weasley are still cousins ​​by marriage, but according to Wade's observation, their relationship can only be said to be friendly, but not very deep friendship.

Voldemort has not yet been resurrected, and the Witch Party's sphere of activities is outside of Britain. Naturally, the Order of the Phoenix does not have that tense atmosphere of uncertainty, and the members also lack the tacit understanding of life and death.

After several activities last semester, the organization has fallen silent again because it has no goals for the time being.

Wade was comparing the original plot with the current one in his mind. When he was absorbed in thinking about it, he suddenly heard a thunderous voice:
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome! Welcome to the 422nd Quidditch World Cup semi-final - Ireland vs. Peru!"

Deafening cheers rang out from the stands, and supporters of both teams waved their flags vigorously. One side was decorated in grassland green, and the other side was red and white, turning the stands into undulating waves.

The commentator and host was Ludo Bagman, who cheerfully introduced the two teams and their mascots.

The Irish leprechauns were flying all over the sky, forming neat square formations, first turning into giant shamrocks, and then into shapes like golden snitch, trophies, and harps.

The mascot of the Peruvian team is very majestic. It is a beautiful woman riding a huge griffin flying across the stadium, followed by several Andean condors. Wherever they fly, a string of golden red light is cast.

Amidst the screams, the players of the two teams also appeared. They flew so fast that it was completely unclear, and only with a panoramic telescope could the players' figures be accurately captured.

"I knew it."

Wade muttered silently, and after watching the game for a while, he turned the camera to the box in the stands.

The Ministry of Magic arranged boxes on the top floor for the magic schools that came from afar to watch the competition. Wade just glanced casually and saw the students of Beauxbatons.

The silver-haired girl should be the warrior in the original book, Fleur Delacour. Her beauty is really outstanding.

Then Wade looked towards another box, where a majestic cheetah was squatting. The cheetah was wearing glasses and there was a mouse wearing a scarf next to it. It was a very strange scene.

"Vagadu." Wade thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)