Chapter 896 The Top 100 Tournament Begins

Anton doesn't know how much benefit can be gained from holding a global event.

He is so lazy.

They were all thrown to the Ministry of Magic and the School of Magic, and Neville and Percy were also handling some that seemed to have to be blended.

But it seems that it is precisely because of this approach that all forces, whether it is the Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge, the principal of the magic school Albus Dumbledore, or the pure-blood family behind the hut partners, are all facing With this event, too many resources have been tilted.

Without these supports, this 'Top 100 Contest' would not have been able to make such a sensation.

Anton is not without gains.

Although his dear professor Tom Riddle did not become the referee of this event due to an accidental death, he also promised him that he could provide him with a lot of sponsorship.

What a shame...

Quack quack...

Anton unceremoniously asked Bella for a lot of resources, not only a large amount of potion ingredients, gold Galleons, but even several house elves.

These harvests are now stored in Anton's private warehouse in the "Asylum Tower" in New York.

Oh, after those house elves signed a contract magic with Anton, he threw them to Dobby as his subordinates.

Dobby is obviously a kind-hearted elf, and he didn't enslave these subordinates because of this, but regarded them as companions.

that's all.

On the second day of the Christmas holiday, everyone rushed towards the island of Azkaban, where there would be an entrance ceremony.

The reason for choosing this day is that Anton hopes to minimize the impact on the daily life of those players who have been screened out.

Tens of thousands of little wizards signed up to participate, but Anton estimated that at least 90% of them would fail in the first round.

This will not affect their study or work after the holiday.

Yes, go to work.

For example, Percy, who is 18 years old this year, just stepped on the threshold of registration, and was lucky to be qualified for the competition.

In comparison, Slytherin's senior, Faney, was a bit tragic. He exceeded the registration deadline by two months and was rejected by the Ministry of Magic.

Even if his father is the director of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft, it will have little influence on this kind of international competition.

The British Ministry of Magic took this matter very seriously, and not only the Department of Magical Sports and Sports was dispatched, but almost all departments were involved.

You know, even everyone's favorite 'Quidditch World Cup' only needs the Department of Magical Sports and Sports.

This is a special event.

The most amazing thing is that in a stadium like the Colosseum, some stands are firmly guarded by magic masks and Aurors.

It was full of Muggles.

This was unimaginable in the previous wizarding world.

"Oh, I'm so excited." Petunia grabbed Vernon's hand nervously, her bony fingers scratched deep red marks on Vernon's fleshy wrist, "Our Dudley is going to participate It's game!"

Vernon shrugged. "I think we shouldn't get our hopes up so we don't put too much pressure on our baby."

Petunia breathed heavily, panting, and finally nodded, "Oh, dear, I know, the other little wizards are very good, but I think everyone will see our baby shine in this game of."

Vernon looked at his wife with longing eyes, and sighed helplessly. After he had contacted so many wizards, he knew very well how far Dudley, a child who was originally not talented enough, could go in magic.

Compared to these, he was more interested in the familiar figure a few rows ahead of them.

prime minister!

That's Prime Minister Jim Harker!

Beside the Prime Minister, there are many faces that are often seen on TV!

aha~

Seeing these people, Vernon felt again how accurate he was to put all his energy into the wizarding world, and look, even the Prime Minister was coming to this event!

Who else can say that wizards are crazy!

Vernon was the first to say no!

Yes, the attitude is so firm!

At this moment, Anton and the Minister of Magic, Fudge, walked over here, chatted with the Prime Minister, and didn't know what Minister Fudge said. Vernon stared at the Prime Minister with wide eyes. Traces stood up with a slightly respectful attitude and chatted with Anton.

Then, they talked and laughed, and when Vernon saw Anton waving at him, he blinked in disbelief, "Sweetheart, Anton seems to be calling me over?"

Petunia swallowed, and said a little excitedly, "It seems so!"

So what are you waiting for, the two quickly squeezed through the crowd and trudged to Anton.

"Haha, Mr. Huck, this is the parent of a member of our hut. Like you, they are ordinary people who have not mastered magic. Maybe you will have a lot of common topics." Anton introduced them with a smile, "De Mr Seeley was employed by the goblins at Gringotts, and is now a 'Guest Sir' with the Order of Merlin of the Wizarding International."

Visiting Sir is a very special status. The Sir Merlin Group itself cannot give other people the "Sir Merlin Medal", but in order to expand their influence, they came up with the title of "Guest Sir".

Since the Order of Merlin has treated the conferring of 'Guest Sir' with extreme caution for hundreds of years, in the wizarding society, this title is sometimes even more useful than the 'Third Class Order of Merlin'.

Vernon can win this, in addition to the goblins and the Department of Mysteries behind the scenes, there is also the caretaker and guardian of Harry Potter, the savior, and Dudley Derry, the first Muggle-born wizard in history. Si Li's father, these two important names.

"Ha~" The Prime Minister looked at Vernon and his wife in surprise, then looked at Anton and Fudge, shaking his fingers unconsciously, "Is it a Muggle at first glance?"

ps: The term Muggle is not derogatory, it is a term for humans who cannot use magic. Some people may find it unpleasant and derogatory because of the problem of translating it into Muggle.

"Yes."

Anton nodded with a smile, and turned his head to look at the ghost band singing program prepared by the Ministry of Magic. "I'm sorry we have to excuse you. The competition will start in about half an hour."

"It's okay, it's okay, you guys are busy."

Jim Harker cordially invited Vernon and his wife to sit down beside him, and curiously asked how their child would change from a Muggle to a wizard.

Petunia, who was a little excited, was about to speak when she suddenly felt that her tongue was curled up. Then she realized that when her sister Lily and her son Dudley went to the magic school, they, the Muggle relatives of wizards, signed a contract with the Ministry of Magic. confidential documents.

"Because my wife has wizard blood." Vernon said proudly.

Compared with his wife Petunia, Vernon has been hanging out in the wizarding world for a long time, and he probably has figured out where the boundaries of the topics that can be discussed are.

"Wizard blood?" Mr. Harker exclaimed, and stared at Vernon's wife with wide eyes, but felt that this person seemed to be no different from himself.

Petunia just smiled slightly, carefully took out a magic wand from the satchel, waved it lightly, and suddenly, a breeze blew by.

"My God!" Huck was stunned, "Is this magic?!!!"

oh.

Of course not.

Some parents of students around laughed.

This is an 'imitation wand' sold in the hut. Many little wizards will buy it back as a gift to their parents before the holiday. Because of this, among the Muggle parents, the reputation of the twins George and Fred even overshadowed Anthony Weasley for a time.

Of course, this thing wasn't really a wand after all.

The 'Illumination Charm' it releases is not as good as a flashlight, and the breeze it summons is not as good as a small portable fan. What a hassle.

Well, if the parents are Muggle Squibs whose father has wizarding blood, the ladies will be happier. They will be surprised to find that the husbands are rushing to do housework, using various secondary postures, and shouting like children All kinds of shameful spells.

ding ding ding~~

A string of crisp voices resounded throughout the arena.

People looked in the direction of the sound, inexplicably feeling that the position of the long table over there suddenly became very large, as if the personnel of the event organizer had become very close and large, but when they looked carefully, they seemed to be the same as the people around them. Same.

On that long table, there are Dumbledore, Anton, Fudge, Grindelwald, Nicolas, etc...

The editor-in-chief of "Hogwarts Weekly" was Lockhart, who was in charge. At this moment, the flower peacock was wearing a dress-style wizard robe, and the dark blue gold velvet wizard robe shone with golden light as it shook.

He put on an extremely coquettish pose, raised one hand high, held his wand against his neck with the other, and roared excitedly.

"Everyone, the Top 100 Tournament has begun!"

Boom~

bang bang bang~~

Countless fireworks rose towards the sky, exploded, and were gorgeous.