Chapter 64: The Multi-Talented Korean Minister of Magic

The players of the Korean Quidditch team dared to challenge the American wizards and even asked them to kneel under the flag to repent, which made Rove feel a little unreal.

For a moment, he even wondered if he had gone back a thousand years ago and influenced some things, causing the butterfly effect.

But it can’t have such a big impact, right?

Just when the boy was doubting himself, Fudge had already taken him to a gymnasium.

This is a specially built stadium for this Quidditch World Cup, but its shape is a bit weird. From a distance, it looks like a sailboat.

"Isn't the shape very bold? It looks like something from ancient magic texts..." Fudge wanted to drop his book bag in front of the young man to show off his erudition, but he suddenly got stuck.

When Luofu heard the minister talking about ancient magic texts, he looked at the shape of the building again, raised his eyebrows and said, "?????? (Bet)?"

"That's right, ?????? (Bate)" Fudge said quickly: "The meaning of home... makes the athletes and spectators feel like they are at home."

Fudge wiped the sweat from his forehead and recited the pronunciation silently several times, secretly complaining that it was really hard to remember. It would be really embarrassing if he couldn't remember the pronunciation in front of the leaders of other countries.

"Rolf, you are pretty good at studying ancient magic."

"Okay."

Of course, Luofu learned well. After all, he studied according to Nico's notes. He looked at the building and admired:

"That said, it's really a bold design, both from an aesthetic point of view and its deeper meaning."

"I specially invited the famous magic architect Ieoh Ming Pei to design it." Fudge felt proud again, as if he had drawn the design drawings himself.

"Have you ever heard of I.M. Pei? He's the guy who built the glass pyramid in front of the Louvre!"

Rolf nodded.

"Many French people hate I.M. Pei, especially the French Minister of Magic Abel, who claimed that the pyramid at the entrance of the Louvre Museum is a scar on the face of Paris." Fudge said with a smile:

"That's why I deliberately asked him to design it. When Abel comes to watch the French team's game, he will be so angry!"

"..."

Luo Fe scratched his hair, okay... Britain and France are feuding, and they breastfeed each other in newspapers every day, so there seems to be nothing wrong with doing this.

Fudge added:

"This stadium can accommodate 100,000 wizards and 500 staff from the Ministry of Magic. They have been busy for a whole year.

Every inch of this place has been cast with Muggle-repelling spells. Whenever Muggles approach this place, they will suddenly remember urgent matters and walk away in a hurry..."

"The cost is not small, right?" Luo Fu asked.

"Not only is it not small, it is several times over the budget." Fudge sighed, "For this reason, the Ministry of Magic also borrowed some galleons from Gringotts. It is simply a huge debt."

"But as long as this World Cup can be successfully held, we will definitely be able to make back our money."

Advertising, gambling and tickets are all big money makers, and they can also boost the local economy. No matter how you look at them, they are all profitable businesses.

Of course, the premise is that the World Cup can be successfully held without any accidents.

Last year, Fudge's heart almost stopped when Peter Pettigrew escaped from prison.

This extremely vicious Death Eater has escaped from prison. If the news spreads, it may make wizards afraid to come to the game, thus affecting ticket sales.

"I transferred many Aurors to the arena." Fudge still said confidently: "There will definitely be no mistakes."

Rove was not as optimistic as Fudge, especially when looking at the sailboat shape of the stadium, he was thinking of the word "capsize".

In the words of Professor Trelawney, this is a very bad omen!

The two walked into the gymnasium and walked up the stairs to a room. At this time, a wizard walked towards them.

He wore a robe, had a flat nose as if it had been broken, round blue eyes and short blond hair.

Rolf immediately recognized the man as Ludo Bagman.

Ludo looked very excited. He jumped up and down as he walked, as if there were springs under his feet.

"Hey, Connelly, I was going to meet you at your tent."

"Oh, Ludo." Fudge looked at the man and asked quickly: "Why are you here? Aren't you dealing with the dispute between South Korea and the American team?"

"It has been taken care of." Ludo said with a smile on his face: "I just held a mediation meeting and called Park Changra, the Minister of Magic of South Korea and the Director of the Department of Magical Sports and Sports of the United States."

"what's the result?"

"The Minister of Magic of South Korea proactively apologized and denied that the American Quidditch team had eavesdropping tactics."

Fudge was stunned and said, "No more?"

"Of course it's more than that." Lu Duo clicked his tongue:

"In order to lighten the atmosphere, the Minister of Magic of South Korea also sang "American Pie" at the banquet. You were not present at the time, so you don't know how good he sang. You can see that he has specially practiced it."

"That's really versatile." Fudge sneered with some disdain and said, "Don't the Korean players want the American players to kneel under the flag and repent?"

"The Korean player who asked the United States to repent has been permanently suspended." Ludo shrugged. "In short, the United States has forgiven South Korea."

"..."

After listening to Ludo's words, Luofu breathed a sigh of relief. This was the world line in his mind.

Fudge was a little interested. When the Great Empire was still a big empire, there were a bunch of these guys in the UK. Now that things are going downhill, they all went to work as dogs for the United States.

He could only comfort himself secretly: "No matter how powerful the United States Ministry of Magic is, it is still the son of Britain!"

Seeing that Ludo's eyes were always on Rolf, Fudge took the initiative to say:

"Come, Rolf, let me introduce you, this is Ludo Bagman, the director of the Sports Department."

"Hello, Mr. Bagman." Rolf smiled.

Before Fudge could speak again, Ludo had already eagerly held the boy's hand and said excitedly:

"No need to introduce, the famous Rolf Scamander, from last year to this summer, there has been no shortage of reports.

Which wizard in the UK doesn't know this talented boy... Rolf, I'm your die-hard fan."

Rolf raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Mr. Bagman, I'm also your fan, and I often learn your Quidditch skills from your previous game photos."

He really wasn't just praising each other for business.

In the British wizarding world, Ludo is also very famous.

He is a famous player of the Wimbledon Wasps, the best batsman in history, who helped the team win three consecutive British League Cups and then retired his No. 58 jersey.

As a batsman, Ludo has used the foul-making skills to the extreme. Apart from other things, the two skills of big loop and diving alone are enough for Rove to learn for a lifetime.

Especially diving... Ludo can edit more than an hour of video with highlights.

Hearing that Rove is his fan, Ludo seemed very happy and asked, "What are you doing?"

"To treat those magical creatures." Rove raised his box.

"Oh, then I won't bother you." Ludo was afraid of being infected, and hurriedly said, "I'll go first, I'll go see how the preparations are going!"

After Ludo left, Fudge took Rove to a long corridor with many rooms on both sides.

Fudge took Rove to a door, and saw a nameplate on it with the name of the magical creature:

Veela!

Rove took a breath. According to Fudge, Bulgaria brought 108 veela... He was just missing a few in his box.

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(Thanks to the big boss "Dreams Are Not Forever" for the reward.)