v2 Chapter 475： Irvings tracking magic (2/2)

He didn't know if Hermione had listened to it. I hope she didn't make anything to save the house elf.

But Ai Wen turned to think, if Hermione didn't do that, she didn't seem to be Hermione!

This is one of Hermione's characteristics and her lovely place.

Some things are meant to be doomed, no matter how they change.

Ai Wen thought for a moment, no longer to manage Hermione, or to do things within their own control.

He quietly pulled out his wand and pointed at the empty position beside the gleaming, and the subtle magic fell silently there.

This is a tracking magic that allows Ai Wen to master the current position within a certain range.

Voldemort and the vampires can save the little Batty Crouch, but they can't make them too big.

Things that are as crazy as the remains of the Ma people can't happen here at the World Cup venue.

Ai Wen suddenly thought that every time he saw the evil spirits coming, in the end, because of the lack of flesh and blood of the sacrifice, he could not keep up with the expansion speed of its huge body, and finally caused its body to begin to collapse and crack.

The expansion of the evil spirit seems to be endless. If there is a supply of flesh and blood for 100,000 people, what will it look like? !

Probably the entire UK will be covered by it, extending to the outside of the atmosphere.

These monsters are really scary enough.

Soon, everyone's attention shifted from the sparkle to the Quidditch venue.

Ron took out his panoramic telescope and started debugging. He looked at the crowd on the other side of the stadium.

”Awesome!” He played with the replay **** on the side of the telescope. ”I can let the old guy over there lick the nose again, lick it again, and lick it again.”

”Hermione just said that there was a mascot performance before the game. I want to know what it would be?” Harry asked curiously.

”Oh, that's always worth seeing.” Mr. Weasley said, ”The decision will impress you.”

”This is the tradition of the World Cup. The national teams bring some fantastic animals from the country and do some performance here.” Sirius said to Harry, ”It’s all very rare things, they have brought thirty in a year. More than a phoenix.”

Dumbledore has a phoenix ”Fox”, a magical animal with golden feathers and magical power.

The phoenix is ​​very rare, with its origins in Egypt, India and China, and the phoenix in different places has subtle differences.

But overall, they are very ornamental, it is hard to imagine what more than 30 phoenixes will fly around the field.

For the next half hour, they were filled with people in their box.

Mr. Weasley kept shaking hands with people, and those who saw him were very big wizards.

Sirius was mostly sneer, he sat in the corner, whispering and Ai Wen said the past of these wizards.

In front of them, Percy stood up and hurried again and again, looking like sitting on the back of a porcupine with a sting.

When the Minister of Magic, Connelly Fudge, arrived, Percy was too low, and the glasses fell to the ground and shattered.

He was bungee, hurriedly repaired the lens with his wand, and then sat in his seat.

When Connelly Fudge greeted Harry like an old friend, Percy cast a sly look at Harry.

Then, Fudge saw Sirius and Ai Wen sitting in the corner and came over with a smile. (To be continued.)