novelslam Chapter 545 The middleman earns the difference
Chapter 545 The middleman earns the difference
Chapter 545 The middleman earns the difference
The Quidditch field was noisy until midnight, before it gradually quieted down.
It's not that everyone is tired, but that the players of the England national team were taken to Azkaban by the Ministry of Magic.
Fudge says he's going to catch the troublemaker wizard, but it's impossible to actually catch him.
There are [-] wizards, and there are only so many Aurors in the UK... Who are you going to arrest?Azkaban can blow you away!
In the end, in desperation, the Aurors had no choice but to arrest the players of the England national team... They said they were arrested, but they were actually temporarily protected to prevent further radical actions by the fans.
It's fine to beat him to vent his anger, but he can't really beat him to death.
But it's not safe in Auror, there are several people who want to kill this group of trash.
After all, 10:390... I can do it too!
Fans in England were also mobbed.They were very wronged, and agreed to stop the internal fighting and unanimously externalize it.
Did you say that during the World Cup, you will be exempted from being black?
we agreed……
Say your sister!
The dishes don't make people spray, can it be influenced by love?
Especially the Scottish fans, the most jubilant.Who let them win the runner-up in the last World Cup.
At that time, I was sprayed with various sprays of 'falling on the broom' and 'swimming back'... But I am afraid of comparison in everything.
Compared with a hot chicken team like England, Scotland is simply winning glory for the country.
Sure enough, England just had fun, and it depends on Scotland to win the championship.
The funniest is the wizards from Argentina, who burn photos when they burn them.
However, they did not distinguish between England and Ireland. They took out a photo of the Irish national team Seeker Aidan Lynch and burned it.
This is not surprising, Argentines have always been difficult to distinguish between other countries.
Last time, the Argentine Magic Council insinuated that the South Korean national team of Quidditch was eliminated, and the official newspaper posted a photo of the North Korean Muggle government, the eternal Chairman Jong Il.
Then, the Argentine Quidditch team was kicked in a friendly match.
After this wave of showmanship in Argentina, the originally tense relationship between the fans was on the verge of breaking out.
Not only Scottish fans are clamoring for a referendum on independence, but Irish wizards are also clamoring to form their own second Ministry of Magic to compete with the British Ministry of Magic!
In the opening match, the Quidditch World Cup camp was in chaos.
The England national team is really a villain, if they are not sent to Azkaban to cut sugar cane...it is simply not enough for common people.
The next morning, William and Hermione came out of the tent.
The whole camp was in a mess, as if a thief had been messed up.There were also wizards lying everywhere on the ground, with empty wine bottles in their hands.
Many tents around were splashed with paint, with slogans written on them:
"You are a disgrace to the team's 520-year history!"
"Shameless people, get out!"
"You are no longer welcome in this land!"
Obviously, the England national team broke the hearts of many fans and was unilaterally expelled from their nationality.
Especially those fans who thought they could win the game for sure, they bet a lot of money.
Queuing at the Quidditch pitch in the morning, waiting to jump off the sports platform.
William and Hermione didn't care, they huddled under a small umbrella, avoiding the sight of the wizards around, and walked towards the goblin's tent.
The creditor... went to collect the debt!
22 Galleons!
"So, Professor Babling has contact with that person." Hermione whispered.
"Forget it, the professor didn't agree immediately, and he's still hanging Tom on purpose."
Gazing at the foggy sky from a distance, the green girl smiled knowingly, narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, and said with a smile on her face: "
I understand... Playing hard to get... You are a veteran in this field, with rich theoretical knowledge and invincible practical experience. "
William looked confused, with a little innocence in his eyes, as if he couldn't understand what the girl was saying.
The corner of Hermione's mouth twitched, and she reached out to take William's arm.
In general, Professor Babling is indeed amazing.
She had been staring at William's face early in the morning.
Yes, and what face could have caught Tom's attention more than William's?
It was a face he couldn't refuse.
Professor Babling gave full play to his status as a professor of ancient magic text, and mentioned some ancient power in class.
It would be awkward to mention such a thing in another profession, but the identity of the ancient magic text professor...is just right.
Sure enough, Tom's attention was immediately attracted, and he also took the initiative to approach Babling last night.
William suddenly remembered Professor Babling's words: "Someone has cooperated with Death."
This sentence really caught his attention.
Both William and Nico had dreamed of Death and received his guidance.
There is some kind of wonderful connection between the two parties, but it is not a cooperative relationship.In this magical world, is there anyone who has ever cooperated with Death?
While passing Malfoy's tent, William spotted an ad for bird hunting revelations.
But Malfoy must have been lost. Those fat peacocks have long been in someone's belly.
At the place where the water was fetched, William also saw that the well turned yellow. Apparently, a group of wizards last night used this place as a toilet.
Luckily there is water in the tent, they don't use water from here.Don't know who will be unlucky with water.
When he was about to reach the goblin tent, William unexpectedly saw two familiar figures at the door.
— Ludo and Fudge!
In the middle of the night yesterday, Ludo tried to find William.
But he knew that the camp would be restless, and a lot of magic was cast outside the tent, so he couldn't get in at all.
After much deliberation, Ludo had no choice but to come to the gambling place early in the morning to block people.
Naturally, the purpose is to bet with him, and by the way, talk about the [-]... ah no, the [-]/[-] thing.
Unexpectedly, Minister Fudge also considered the same way, and came to the crowd of goblin tents early in the morning.
"William, I have something important to discuss with you, about advertising." Fudge lowered his voice.
"Let's talk inside then." William nodded.
The four walked towards the goblin tent, and Minister Fudge asked for a quiet room.
Hermione didn't go along with her. She took the key to the vault and went to the goblins to get the 22 Galleons.
Sitting down on the chair, William wondered:
"Hasn't the advertising fee already been negotiated?"
Like many Muggle games, the Quidditch World Cup is sponsored by advertising.
After all, this is a competition feast against wizards from all over the world.
However, it is certainly not as expensive as the Muggle Super Bowl.
In William’s previous life, the average cost of placing a 30-second ad on the Super Bowl had reached a terrifying $560 million, an average of $186667 per second.
At this point in 1994, a 30-second advertisement had already exceeded one million dollars.
But what ratings are they, and what kind of rotten fish and shrimp is your Quidditch World Cup?
There was no live TV, only radio.The world's wizards are only that big, so the advertising price is naturally much cheaper.
But no matter how low it was, a match would range from a few hundred to a thousand Galleons.For example, the 58 advertising spaces in the World Cup final reached nearly [-] gallons.
It is not an exaggeration to call it the Gold Cave.
"William, you've already bought three advertising spots for the finals, don't you want to buy some more?" Fudge suggested.
William earned 20 galleons a night, so he can spend more.
And the Quidditch World Cup has dozens of games. If it is not a popular team, there will not be many spectators, and tickets will not sell well.
There are not many advertising positions, Fuji is also anxious.
These are all golden Galleons!
"Of course I can buy more, seven or eight more are not a problem, and I can even book the venue. But..."
William thought for a moment, then smiled: "I don't buy advertising space, I buy other things."
"What are you buying?" Fudge asked puzzled.
"The final has a mascot performance. After the end, I hope there will be 30 seconds of performance time."
"What?!" Fudge was stunned, and blurted out, "No way."
The Quidditch World Cup has never been played like this.
"I bid a lot." William laughed.
"How much?" Fudge asked immediately.
William picked up a cup of coffee and took a sip.
"Ludo, go and help me check the odds for tonight." Fudge said knowingly.
"minister……"
"Go quickly."
Ludo stood up reluctantly. It is normal for people not to let him hear this kind of commercial secrets.
After Ludo left, William said softly, "I'll pay [-] Galleons."
"Fifty thousand Galleons..." Fudge's little heart paused for a second.
What a local tyrant, there are so many at the first opening!
However, he only earned 20 Galleons last night, so what is [-] Galleons!
The look in Fudge's eyes when he looked at William was also instantly hot.
"William, we have a good relationship...but this position is very important, there has never been a precedent...I will be under a lot of pressure..."
"Sixty-five thousand, no more," said William.
A 1994-second ad for the 30 Super Bowl was worth a million dollars.According to the exchange rate between Galleons and U.S. dollars, one hundred thousand Galleons is worth 73 US dollars.
But while the Super Bowl is televised, Quidditch does not.Moreover, the number of wizards is far less than that of Muggles.
Therefore, the middle price of [-] to [-] Galleons is very reasonable.
Fudge thought for a long time, then suddenly said:
"William, we have a good relationship, and this is a form of advertising that has never been done before, so it's hard to estimate.
But for the first time to test the waters, I can only charge [-] Galleons. "
William was stunned. He originally thought that Fudge would open his mouth like a lion, but he didn't expect to take the initiative to lower the price.
William only thought for two seconds, and instantly understood.
How much advertising fee is charged now, it is all from the Ministry of Magic, and it has nothing to do with the Minister of Magic...!
Anyway, this is a new form of advertising, and Fudge even deliberately lowered the price, only charging [-] galleons... But the middleman has to make a difference.
In Fudge's view, what those Ministry of Magic officials know, Garen... should be collected by the right person!
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(Please recommend tickets, everyone.
Thanks to "Niya Haiyudaka", "Hello.a goodbye", and "The tributary flows into the main stream" for their rewards. )
(End of this chapter)