"The 34th generation Quidditch Spectacular Tent! Built by the Andrew Nathan family, a family of tents! Compared to the 33rd generation, it has a larger interior space, a two-story design, and all uses soft furnishings popular in Muggle families, saying goodbye to the crowded furnishings of traditional wizard families, so that you can have a comfortable modern home experience no matter when and where you are!"
"It can be used by your grandchildren. By then, you can take these guys who have never seen the world with you, enjoy the fireplace, and talk about the glorious moments of the team you once supported!"
As Lin En approached the light, noisy sounds were heard. The loudest one came from the advertisements placed by the tent merchant.
It was not shouted from a loud speaker in a fixed location, but was cast in the form of magic on every tent sold.
Once someone opens and sets up the tent they bought, it will read out this slogan in an extremely loud voice.
This reminded Lin En of a certain electric car he had seen before. As long as the key was turned, he could hear the sound of "such and such motorcycle, Tashi Delek".
It's an awkward marketing tactic, but it's not something many in the wizarding world would have cared about.
For them, being able to watch Quidditch at the World Cup with their families and choosing a good spot in the outer camping area is already a very happy thing.
As Lin En continued to move forward, he found that the construction of the tents around him was becoming more and more complete. Most of them were distinguished by color and were roughly divided into two camps.
One camp is mainly red with yellow accents, and their pattern is a skinny lion. The other camp is a pure yellow base with pure black double-headed eagles inlaid in the tents.
When it got closer to light, people no longer gathered around the tents. Instead, they lit a bonfire and sat around it to enjoy breakfast or supper.
The bonfire is not centered around tents and families, but is built in the open space between several nearby tents, so the people around the bonfire do not necessarily know each other, they may also be strangers who do not know each other.
However, the enthusiasm between wizards is like this steaming bonfire, which can instantly ignite the gap between them.
Especially when the team they support is the same.
"My life has come full circle. I never thought that one day I would be able to see the British team compete in the Quidditch World Cup final on British soil!"
"Oh, it's hard to imagine. Twenty years ago, we supported the Bulgarian team because the Irish could make it to the World Cup at that time! Look at us now. Our opponent is the powerful German Double-Headed Eagle. We will let these Germans have a taste of our power just like Dumbledore defeated Grindelwald!"
"Yes, Paul, I have asked my boss for a week's vacation, and I want to enjoy this moment!"
"Is this true, Sanders? Your Department of House-Elf Affairs can actually take such a long leave? Oh, you don't know, the director of our department is like an evil... how do you say that word for Muggle? Oh, the evil capitalist! He makes us work overtime until late every day, it's really abominable."
"Hahaha, who told you to be the Muggle Protection Department? In my impression, it seems that ever since the fall of You-Know-Who, your department has become a black-hearted workshop. There's nothing we can do about it. Now the wizarding world and the Muggle world are in more and more contact. The two children in my family often post that... video on some short video platform. Yes, that's it. I was terrified when I saw it for the first time. They were actually demonstrating magic on it! But later, people from your department told me that this has become commonplace, and their current task is to deal with this kind of thing on the... Floo Network... No, the Internet, and mark them as something that Muggles will believe."
"Oh, don't mention it. I was planning to take a good vacation. Programs, codes, trending searches, Twitter, Facebook... Sometimes I doubt whether I am still a wizard. Why do I have to stay with these Muggle things all day long? My magic can't help me at all. Fortunately, the company has started recruiting Muggles, otherwise those ant-like program codes would kill me."
"Oh, this is really big news, the Ministry of Magic has started recruiting Muggles?"
"Hush, this is all the advice of Minister Weisley of the Law Enforcement Department. She wants to bridge the gap between wizards and Muggles. Also, I heard that there are several tickets sold to Muggle dignitaries for this year's Quidditch match."
"Minister Weiss? Oh you mean... the former Hermione Granger?"
"Yes, Hermione Granger, one of the three."
"I see… "
Lin En walked and listened to the wizards' chatting around the campfire. While getting some news, he also came to the dazzling light.
Only then did he realize that it was a huge Quidditch pitch, dazzlingly illuminated by magic and floodlights.
There are more than a dozen huge pillars of different heights driven into the ground, each of which is at least as high as a ten-story building. On the top of the pillars are equally huge metal rings, which are the door frames of Quidditch.
There were already team members training there. They flew up and down, passed through circles and stone pillars, turned back at high speed, and finally chased each other into the clouds and disappeared.
A moment later, the sound of a Bludger whizzing was heard, and the Quidditch players were driven down from the invisible sky, diving down one by one.
These players are indeed top professional players. They dive down to extreme distances and often turn the brooms when they are almost touching the ground, causing the onlookers to exclaim in surprise.
Lynn stood by and watched their performance, and actually felt an urge deep in his heart to join them.
"Wuhu! This year's championship belongs to England!"
At this moment, an excited cheer came from behind him.
It sounded like a little kid seemed impressed by the skills of the players on the field.
Lynn looked back and saw a little blond boy, about seven years old, waving his fists and shouting excitedly.
This is totally different from his style.
A neatly slicked-back hair, a spotless wizard suit-style robe, and shiny leather shoes... He is a replica of Malford Laco.
Soon, Lynn confirmed this conjecture.
"Pix Malfoy, please pay attention to your image when you are outside and do not damage the image of the Malfoy family."
Lin En looked up and saw a middle-aged man in a neat suit and slicked-back blond hair slowly appearing behind the little boy.