Chapter 243 Geneva! Return the money! (Ch 243)

“Um………”

Strictly speaking, Sirius didn’t want to say hello. After all, he really didn’t like the Malfoy family and had no feelings for his sister.

But we can’t be too strict about everything. For example, although the Malfoy family has not said it openly, they have secretly turned to Dumbledore. This means that the Malfoy family and he can be said to be… allies.

Since we have this kind of relationship, you have to say hello even if you don’t want to.

Sirius pursed his lips shyly and nodded.

Lucius looked at Sirius, who didn’t say anything but made himself look funny, and found his seat with his family.

Kaisen successfully extinguished his urge to eat melons. He raised his eyelids, put the eye mask back on, and began to sleep again.

Soon there was another familiar voice, Percy was praising an official named Barty Crouch, even though Barty Crouch didn’t seem to be there…

Kaisen was confused. Strictly speaking, Barty Crouch should be considered Fudge’s…political enemy. Although the situation was not that serious in fact, the previous ministerial dispute between him and Barty Crouch, or something else, even Sirius’s reversal of the case were all points of friction between the two.

So why did Percy, Fudge’s assistant, shout and praise Barty Crouch at this time? Didn’t he know the relationship between the two? Or did no senior in the Ministry of Magic remind him?

unknown…

Kaisen only knew that the opening ceremony of the mascots of the next two countries was very…excited. Several little wizards in the box almost jumped out of the box. They were Harry, Narrator, Ron and Draco.

Draco had his father’s guidance, but the other three were not so lucky. Hermione was there admonishing them: “Can’t you be a little more promising? Like Professor Kaisen… Where is Professor Kaisen?” Hermione turned around and looked at Kaisen’s sofa halfway through her words.

Kaisen, who was supposed to be sleeping there with an eye mask on, had already disappeared. Then Hermione found Kaisen on the handrail of the box stand, with his butt sticking up and his entire upper body pressed on the handrail to watch the Veela leave.

Lupin and Sirius were also lying there with their butts sticking out, watching. After all, strictly speaking… others like Mr. Weasley, Mr. Longbottom, Mr. Malfoy… Mr. Fudge were all married men, so they naturally couldn’t ride horses like the bachelors like Kaysen, and they had to be cautious even when looking at a veela.

Of course, that’s not necessarily the case. Mr. Weasley and Mr. Longbottom probably wouldn’t do that, and Mr. Malfoy, who is suspected to be henpecked, probably wouldn’t dare to do anything out of line either.

But Fudge was the Minister of Magic, a high-ranking official…who knew he was having a lot of fun in the office. Kaisen sneered at this, and couldn’t help but make a humming sound before returning to the sofa and curling up again.

After all, everyone loves beauty, and feeling the beauty of the world yourself will contribute to world peace. However, the next show… the leprechaun… let’s go to sleep.

After all, you need to have enough energy at night to deal with various emergencies.

Well…that’s it…that’s right!

As the noise on the field became more and more deafening, Kaisen, who was listening to the alternative ambient sound, had no time to sleep at all. He really didn’t know how to watch the Quidditch game and couldn’t sit still. He stood up and left the box to see if there was any snack shop. He could directly transform himself into a gourmet and help taste it.

In general, there were quite a few small vendors in the stadium, and each vendor was in the audience seats, putting handfuls of gold Galleons into his pocket.

Kaisen saw a vendor selling grilled sausages, walked over, and spent one gold galleon to buy seven grilled sausages. He didn’t mean to take them back and share them with his friends, but simply wanted to eat seven sausages by himself.

He leaned on the railing, eating grilled sausages, and looked at the fight between ordinary flies in the sky. He was confused. In comparison, even the background noise from the surrounding fans was more interesting than the game.

For example, the sausage owner who was selling sausages behind him had a little wizard who was about eight or nine years old on his back, and his watery and clear eyes followed the movement of small black dots in the sky.

However, the position of the stands here is not that good. He tilted his head up until his neck was sore, and he could only see half of the game. The other half was various concrete buildings and a large magic screen in the middle of the sky… and of course the back of his head.

Once again, as his favorite player flew behind the big screen with the ball, the little wizard made a resentful sound.

“Hmm~”

Kaisen looked at the little wizard with some amusement: “Can’t you see clearly?”

The little wizard pouted and nodded.

“There’s a box going up from here. If your father agrees, you can go there and watch. There’s an empty seat there,” said Kaysen.

“Really?” The little wizard’s eyes lit up, and he stopped pouting. Instead, he clung to his father like an octopus and began to “negotiate.”

The negotiation quickly concluded with the little wizard’s success, and then the little wizard jumped down from behind his father and looked at Kaisen.

“Go up all the way, find that box, ask about the seat of a man named Kaisenhis, and sit there.” Kaisen said while eating sausages.

“Thank you!” the little wizard said crisply and ran towards the box.

Kaisen shrugged and continued eating the sausage, his head tilted up subconsciously, not actually understanding any of the rules.

That’s not the case, at least I can still understand the score.

For example, the current score is Bulgaria: 10 points, Ireland: 170 points.

But soon, I don’t know what happened? Bulgaria suddenly increased by 150 points, and then the game was over.

“Oh…it’s a bit fast.” Kaisen shrugged. He returned to the box and planned to go back to the camp with Lupin and the others, and then he saw a reporter from the Daily Prophet interviewing there.

One of the reporters quickly spotted Kaisen and immediately put the magic camera in front of Kaisen.

“Professor Kesenhis, what do you have to say about the Bulgarian team having the best seeker this season but failing to win the championship?”

Kaisen shrugged helplessly. What could he say? He didn’t even understand the basic rules of Quidditch.

However, he did see the little wizard to whom he had given his seat before. The little wizard was still pouting and nodding, and he seemed to be sad because of the Bulgarian team’s defeat. However, when the little wizard raised his head and saw him, he still forced a smile.

“uh-huh……”

“Professor Kaisen?” the reporter asked again.

“Oh? I’m just building up my emotions.” Kaisen reacted, cleared his throat, and then he took a deep breath.

“Geneva! Give me your money back!”

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