Chapter 884 Come on, Fight! (4K)

No matter how loud the hot news about "globalization" is, the holding of the Top 100 Tournament still fell into the hands of the British Ministry of Magic.

There is not only Anthony Weasley, the organizer of the event, but also Albus Dumbledore, the president of the International Federation of Wizards, the chief wizard of the Wizengamot Agency of the Ministry of Magic, and the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

So the ministers of the Ministry of Magic, the Director of the Department of Magical Sports, and the Director of the Department of International Magic Cooperation from all countries will rush here, accompanied by the Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters and the Auror Office of their respective Ministry of Magic. director.

This is an event that is more in line with the tastes of wizards than the Quidditch World Cup.

And according to Anton's keynote that only those under the age of 18 can sign up, many people are even planning to hold a "Top 100 Tournament" involving adult wizards after this time, even for all age groups.

If Anton doesn't plan to hold it.

Everyone hopes to strive for the title of "founder" rather than "the number of organizers". In the era of "globalization", it will definitely obtain a lot of political resources.

Not to mention the various benefits of hosting an event.

So many international organizations and magic schools also sent people to participate.

With so many people participating, the Ministry of Magic building located in the alley next to Downing Street was packed to the brim for a while, and there was a chorus of voices everywhere.

Of course, the main participants all walked into the large conference room next to the Minister's Office on the first basement floor of the Magic Building.

There, the Organizing Committee of the Top 100 Tournament was having endless discussions.

This afternoon, Anton had to give up his interest in the protection of magical beasts class, and gave up the demonstration of the hybridization of magical animals that Professor Hagrid planned to give a special lecture. He seemed to intend to let the manticore and the fire crab have nothing to do with each other The crystallization of love between magical animals.

"In the way of magical zoologists, it is by no means to hold them down with your hands!" Professor Hagrid introduced to everyone before the end of the previous class. The touch of a new life when it is conceived. Believe me, you will fall in love with these cuties."

Hagrid has always been a frequent visitor to the cabin, and after teaching the twins George and Fred, he is also influenced by the cabin thinking.

I have to say that as long as you are a serious wizard, the thinking in your head is not so serious in the eyes of Muggles.

Anton lazily leaned on the back of the chair in the corner of the conference room, and put on the big hood of the wizard robe, hoping that if he fell asleep or dozed off later, he would not be seen by others.

He had to come this time, and Fudge solemnly wrote him a letter and had his house-elf, Ryefield, deliver it himself.

There was only one content—the meeting was deadlocked again, and the point of contention this time was the location of the Top 100 Tournament.

The Ministry of Magic, headed by Minister Cornelius Fudge, hopes to host the event on the island of Azkaban. Although few people know how to get there, by coincidence, Dumbledore released a It looks like a space gate that will always exist.

And it was Dumbledore who made the space gate who was arguing with Minister Fudge. As the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he hoped to place the event in his own school.

Fudge has his own considerations. Apart from the factor of developing Azkaban Island that he and Anton talked about, it is more about planning for the upcoming "globalization" and fighting for the right to speak for the British Ministry of Magic.

At this time, whether the Top 100 Tournament is sponsored by the Ministry of Magic or the School of Magic is a completely different concept.

This is no longer a mere battle of personal interests.

The British Ministry of Magic is about to lose the old signboard of the "Wizard World Centre", if there is no way to pick it up again, it will really be handed over to others!

Of course, unlike these greedy politicians, Dumbledore had only one idea—Tom would never let this opportunity go out to make trouble, and only in school could he be sure that Tom would not do bad things.

You know, the Top 100 Tournament will definitely bring together all the upper echelons of the entire wizarding world, as well as the best wizarding seedlings of the younger generation.

If Tom comes out to do something at this time.

ha~

The wizarding world is coming to an end!

Look, everyone has reasons to fight for, and neither of them intends to back down.

Then at this time, the idea of ​​Anton, the founder of the event, became extremely important.

This is definitely an extremely difficult question, and there is no chance of reconciliation in the battle of routes.

Even Lupine and Arthur, who are officials of the Ministry of Magic and members of the Order of the Phoenix at the same time, looked conflicted. The Ministry of Magic really needed this event. From Fudge at the top to the little officer at the bottom, everyone was there for this. How much effort has been put into this event, how could it be possible to give it up to others like this?

But they don't want to sing against Dumbledore, who is determined to hold it in the school, and then part ways like Dumbledore and Grindelwald back then.

So even though Anton was slumped on the chair in the corner like a puddle of mud, lazily as if he was catching up on sleep, countless eyes still quietly focused on him.

What will this child who shelters Fudge, the Minister of Magic, who can faintly compete with the greatest wizard Dumbledore of this century, this child who still chooses to study at Dumbledore's Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry? choose?

Anton...

Choose to watch fun!

Quack quack...

As if he had nothing to do with himself, he lazily and happily watched people standing up and arguing for the Ministry of Magic or Dumbledore, and even two wizards pulled out their wands.

wow~

Anton raised his brows, the 'emotions' conveyed by these two witches and witches, besides standing in line, actually had emotional problems, obviously planning to combine public and private, to have a love-hate fight, eager for each other to be able to Take the opportunity to kill yourself to make the other party fall into remorse.

Tut tut...

A wizard uses the magic power of the mind, and the magic power is also affecting the mind of the wizard.

It's a wonderful interplay.

fight! Come on, fight!

At this moment, a subtle voice came to his ears following the insanity - "Fight! Quickly, fight!"

"!!!"

yo ho~

Who else is as good as me?

Anton lifted the big hood of the wizard robe, looked into the corner, and suddenly found that the old wizard Fiennes was holding a bucket of popcorn that he didn't know where to get, and was watching the farce with a smile.

He raised his eyebrows, walked around from behind the aisle of the seat to another corner, and nimbly came to Fiennes.

"How did you come?"

"Ha, why can't I come?" Fiennes looked at Anton sternly, puffed out his chest, revealing a badge with a rabbit head wearing a crooked wizard hat, "I am the chief wizard of the 'Hermit Wisdom Society' !"

"Hermit Wisdom Society?"

Anton blinked, "I haven't even heard of it!"

"Hmph~" Fiennes stuffed a mouthful of popcorn and muttered vaguely, "The world is huge, and there are still many things you don't know."

Seeing Anton's curious face, he couldn't help poking his head over, and said in a low voice, "I met them at a Muggle airport when I was away from the world during my vacation. How can these stupid wizards even use You don't even know about Muggle cars, you just know how to squat in a corner and worry."

"Haha, apparently my erudition won them over and allowed me to join this organization."

"Everyone is an academic school with high social status, but they don't really like to get involved in struggles. They usually just get together to eat, drink, and travel around."

"Understood!" Anton nodded, "The cultural people's sunset red tour group."

"!!!"

Feinton's eyes widened immediately, "Everyone is a true learned hermit who lives deep in the bustling downtown, what a style, why are you talking so strangely?"

"But I don't understand..." Anton glanced at the badge on the old wizard's chest again, "How did you become the chief wizard?"

Doesn't Xiaomengxin have to get qualifications?

Fiennes was silent for a while, his eyes dimmed a lot, he chewed the popcorn in his mouth unconsciously, and finally murmured sadly, "Human life is actually very short, right?"

"The original chief wizard's name was Lafayette Fink. He was a great black wizard. He was very talkative and could always tell some profound life truths."

Fiennes looked down at the bucket of popcorn in his hand, pursed his lips, "He has a thorough view of life, he is a truly wise elder, he..."

"It is said that on the day he died, he scolded his son as usual, played with his grandson and granddaughter for a while, and then lay quietly on the sunny balcony, smelling the fragrance of flowers, and closed his eyes with a smile on his face. "

Hearing this, Anton didn't have any teasing on his face, he just reached out and grabbed a handful of popcorn, and ate it quietly.

"Don't steal my food!"

Fiennes grabbed his popcorn and looked at Anton warily.

"Everyone is watching you, don't sit on my side, go away!" He began to chase people away, "Many people are waiting for you to say something, it's no fun for you to sit here with me. "

"I don't have anything to say." Anton squinted his eyes, threw the popcorn in his hand into his mouth, and quietly reached into the bucket to grab some.

"Quack quack, you really are a bastard." Fiennes looked at Minister Fudge in the distance, who was wiping sweat with anxiety, "Did you see that people are counting on you?"

"Then he may be disappointed, this time I am on Dumbledore's side."

"???"

Anton didn't continue to say anything, but just watched the lively scene quietly.

If Minister Fudge wants something, he should know how to fight for it by himself. After all, the current occasion is a place for political games. It is impossible for him to come to the stage with an extremely tough attitude every time and let others listen to him.

Then why do you need Fudge as an ally? He should have used his strengths on such occasions.

What's more, the situation in front of me has changed a little from the last time I chatted with Fudge.

Anton didn't know what Dumbledore did to turn the undercurrent in the venue into such an atmosphere, an extremely delicate atmosphere.

It's as if the fire is reaching a critical point close to explosion.

It seemed that a usually obscure topic was about to be brought to the table, but no one dared to pierce the window paper.

That is, in this wizarding world, is it the Xeon who has the final say, or the management agency of the Ministry of Magic?

Normally, none of this seems to be a problem.

But now, Dumbledore, who suddenly became powerful, seemed to be transformed into a demon king, looking down at the Ministry of Magic, with a hideous face under the hood of his dancing wizard robes.

He asked, "Surrender to me, or become my enemy?"

Of course, he didn't ask this question, but the situation in the whole meeting place was filled with this kind of human mentality.

Perhaps Fudge gaining more power would help Anton?

Maybe Dumbledore's "stronger than the Ministry of Magic" will be more beneficial to Anton's future?

Who knows.

If Fudge had to rely on himself even for the affairs of the Ministry of Magic, why did Anton need this collaborator?

In fact, Anton had just told the house elf Wheatfield who sent the letter, "Tell Connelly that he will not die with me. This is my guarantee. As for the fight for interests, it can only depend on his ability." .”

The only thing that can drive Anton here is magic!

He paid more attention to Fudge's mental fluctuations.

This is an interesting observation.

Anton once taught many magics invented by himself to others, and Fudge was one of them. It can even be said that Fudge is the one Anton is most satisfied with.

Fudge's magical talents could not be described as bad.

But, look, this guy has mastered a few magics that he invented now?

Antlers Pyrenees Animagus!

Werewolf Animagus!

And the 'Bone Shield' spell!

Especially the Bone Shield spell, compared to the previous two spells learned by "ritual magic", this spell was learned by Pure Fudge relying on his own ability. (Chapter 848)

Of course, Anton will not forget how he guided Fudge to learn this magic.

——Use the repressed sense of insecurity in my heart to understand the involuntary and precarious depression and fear when I faced Dumbledore back then...

Memory, emotion, will, thinking, time and traces, these six elements of the soul leverage the magic power, allowing everyone with a strong desire to release powerful magic.

And this magic will in turn affect the magic power at the same time, making the magic power contaminated with attributes. In turn, it affects the six elements of the soul, and brings a certain degree of distortion, correction, and integration to the soul.

Then the most wonderful thing happened, the twisted and deformed mind possessed stronger magic power for this magic field.

This kind of interaction between mind and magic is especially intense after learning black magic.

And the method of casting spells directed at spiritual power developed by Anton is even more influential, well, it may be because the power of magic has become stronger.

so……

The source of Fudge's current magical power, and the emotion that the soul is lit by the magic power, are so suitable for the atmosphere at this moment.

So just right.

Anton could clearly see the boiling magic in Fudge's mind, like a faintly roaring volcano, which might erupt at any time.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, staring at the restless Fudge, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Not enough, just a little bit, just a little bit!"