It is certainly impossible for Professor McGonagall and her friends to take students' things for free, even if Kyle and the others repeatedly said that it was none of their business.

And probably they wanted to support their own students. In the end, almost every one of the three professors bought something worth twenty Galleons. If they had more, they would even want to buy more. The main point was wild consumption.

No matter whether you can use it or not, just buy it first.

After saying goodbye to the three professors, the group continued walking forward. They also saw a tent with a garden and a corner tower, which looked like a small palace.

"How generous..." Fred couldn't help but say.

"This is probably the largest tent in the camp."

However, there was no sign on the tent, so they couldn't tell who it belonged to.

As the afternoon wore on, excitement spread over the camp like a tangible cloud.

At dusk, more and more vendors began to appear. They would Apparate to the most crowded places and sell their wares.

Fortunately, at this time, Kyle and his friends had already packed up their car and were heading towards the Weasley family's camp.

Almost everything was sold out, with only a few fireworks and flags left, so they decided to use them themselves.

The three of them walked through the crowded and bustling crowd and returned to their tent.

Mr. Weasley had already put on all the things he had bought before and was holding a flag in his hand. Others also wore different things so that people could see at a glance which team they supported.

"Thank God, I said I was going to look for you." Mr. Weasley looked at Fred and George and said, "The game is about to start, don't run around anymore."

As they were talking, the sound of a deep and powerful gong came from somewhere in the distance of the woods.

Thousands of red, green and yellow lanterns lit up from the trees, illuminating the path leading to the stadium.

"It's time to enter," said Mr. Weasley excitedly, "Come on, let's go."

He walked in front to lead the way, and everyone walked quickly into the woods along the lantern path. They could hear thousands of people walking around, shouting, laughing, and intermittent singing... Everyone was excited.

About twenty minutes later, they left the woods and arrived in front of a huge stadium.

It was so big that you couldn't see the end of it. Kyle could only see part of the magnificent golden wall surrounding the stadium. It looked like it could fit ten Hogwarts castles.

"It can accommodate 100,000 spectators." Mr. Weasley said with a smile, and led everyone to the nearest entrance. "Five hundred staff members of the Ministry of Magic have been busy for a whole year on it."

There were many shouting wizards gathered at the entrance, and they waited in line for ten minutes before it was finally their turn.

"First class." The Ministry of Magic witch at the entrance looked at their tickets and said, "Top box, go straight up, Arthur, to the very top."

"Thanks, Ovi."

Mr. Weasley said as he led everyone up the purple-carpeted stairs, "Follow closely, don't fall behind, Bill you're at the end."

"Okay, Dad," Bill said.

They climbed up all the way, as if they were climbing the White Stoat Mountain all over again, and finally reached the top.

There were three boxes here. Mr. Weasley identified them and walked into the one in the middle.

There were about twenty purple and gold-plated chairs inside, arranged in two rows, facing the golden goalposts.

They walked to the front railing, which overlooked the entire stadium.

The most eye-catching thing is a huge drawing board in the audience seats, on which golden words keep flashing.

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"Oh, one day, there will be an advertisement for our Weasley Joke Shop here too..." Fred couldn't help but say.

"It would cost at least a few thousand Galleons to run an ad here," Kyle said, "or maybe tens of thousands..."

"So expensive?" George was dumbfounded.

George pursed his lips and said to Fred, "I think that since everyone is here to watch Quidditch, no one will notice the advertisement."

"That's right." Fred nodded seriously, "I think it's enough to promote it in Hogsmeade..."

Then everyone looked away.

Fred noticed that Kyle was not looking outside, but was staring at one place.

"What are you looking at?"

He looked in the direction of Kyle's gaze and noticed that there was a house-elf sitting in the second to last seat in the second row.

Fred initially thought that it was Kreacher Apparated by Connor, but he soon realized that Kreacher was much older than the house-elf in front of him.

"Dobby?" Harry also saw the house-elf and called out subconsciously.

"Did you call me Dobby just now, sir?" The elf raised his head and asked curiously, his voice was very sharp, a slightly trembling piercing sound.

"I'm sorry." Harry realized that he had recognized the wrong elf. "I mistook you for an elf I knew before."

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"But I know Dobby, too, sir," the elf squeaked.

At this time, the door of the box was opened again and two Aurors walked in.

"Oh, Kingsley, Bofur..." Mr. Weasley walked over quickly, "Are you watching the game here too?"

"No, Arthur, we can't watch the game." One of the Aurors shook his head. "We just came to say hello to you. We are so lucky that we don't have to be on duty and we can get such good tickets."

"Thanks to Ludo," said Mr. Weasley with a smile.

Kyle looked at the two Aurors, thought for a moment, and walked calmly to the elf.

The elf was still talking to Harry about Dobby, and when she noticed, Kyle had already come over and seemed to want to sit in that seat.

"No, this is the seat that Shanshan reserved for the master..."

Amidst a scream, Kyle just sat down.

The screams were louder, as if they were going to pierce your eardrums.

The commotion here instantly attracted everyone.

Mr. Weasley turned around and said, "Kyle, you're sitting in the wrong seat. Our seats are in the first row."

"Oh, sorry."

Kyle stood up and walked naturally past the house-elf named Winky, but because the aisle was narrow, he accidentally kicked the leg of a chair on the other side when he walked past.

The chair was kicked far away and was shaking so much that it almost fell over.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to do that." Kyle reached out, grabbed the chair, rearranged it, and patted it.

Shanshan looked at him angrily, her eyes so big that they were like two plates filled with chili peppers.

But except her, no one else paid attention to this little episode. The two Aurors spoke a few words to Mr. Weasley and left soon.

Kanna did ask if Kyle's foot was okay.

"It doesn't matter." Kyle shook his head.

Then he looked at the house-elf Winky again and walked to the first row and sat down.

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(End of this chapter)