After breakfast, everyone met with Neville and Luna as Arthur lead them through the woods.

"Hey Dad where are we going?" Ron asked.

Just then, two elder red heads aprotched them. Harry and Tom and Jerry haven't met them but reconized why they are. Bill and Charley Weasley.

"How are you doing Harry?" Said the nearer of the two who held out his hand which Harry shook. He had scares and bruses all over himself. This had to be Charley.

"I'm doing fine." Said Harry.

"And you must be if I'm right, Tom and Jerry." Said Bill.

"You gessed it." Said Tom. Tom had expected Bill to be like Percy. Fussy about rule braking and bossing everyone around and about. But instead Bill was, there was no other word for it, cool. He was tall. His clothes would have looked like to be a rock stars. And his boots which Tom reconized were not made of leather. But of Dragonhide.

"Arther." Said a man who walked in. "It's about time son."

"Sorry Amos. We had a bit of a sleepy start. Everyone, this is Amos Diggery. He works with me at the ministry."

Hermione and Ginny looked at each other as Harry and Tom and Jerry began to asume that Amos was Cedric's father. And just as they did, Cedric came droping down from a tree near by.

"And this dropping boy must be your son Cedric am I right?" Arther asked.

"You got that right. Hey Harry." He said.

"Ah. You must be Harry Potter." Amos said as Harry shook hands with him.

"Yes sir."

"And you two are Tom and Jerry right? Cedric told me all about you."

"So he did." Said Tom.

"It's great to meet you sir." Said Jerry.

By then, all of them aprotched an old boot. Or was it just an old boot.

"Is that boot a portkey?" Harry asked as he read about what portkeys are.

"It sure is mate." Said George.

"That's our Harry. Always the sart one." Said Fred.

"Time to go."

Everyone grabbed onto the boot.

"What do we do then?" Jerry asked.

"Simple. Act like you never stopped walking when you fall." Said Arthur. "Get ready everyone. 3. 2. 1!"

The portkey took off into the air as all of them began to spin in the air. Then lightning came as they continued spinning.

"Let go everyone!"

"What?!" Neville asked.

"Let go and act like you've never stopped walking!"

They then let go as they then fell. But Harry and Tom and Jerry realized what Arthur meant and waved their legs in the air like they were walking which slowed them down as Arthur and Amos and Cedric and Charley and Bill did the same thing.

"Man do I love magic." Said Tom.

"You can say that again." Said Jerry.

"It's like we're flying but we're walking in the air." Said Harry.

"At least you're having fun Harry." Said Bill.

By then, the eight of them had landed as Harry turned to Ginny and helped her up soon after.

"How come you didn't land on your back?" Ron asked.

"Act like you've never stopped walking." Said Harry. "You saw what we were doing right?"

"Oh yeah. I get it now."

"You guys alright?" Jerry asked as he approached Neville and Luna.

"I'm alright." Said Neville.

"Me too." Said Luna.

"I'm fine." Said Ginny.

"Next time can you tell us what you mean about 'Act like you've never stopped walking'?" Hermione asked.

"Well kids. Welcome to The Quidditch World Cup."

Harry and Tom and Jerry were excited to see the campsite of the Quidditch World Cup. It was full of witches and wizards from all over the world. France. Japan. Iarland. Bulgaria. Spain. Even America.

"Parting the ways old chap." Said Amos.

"See you at the match tomorrow." Said Arthur.

"See you Cedric." Said the twins.

By then, Harry and the others entered their tent. And even though Harry read about wizarding tents, it still amazed him and Tom and Jerry to see it for themselves. For the tent had looked like something that came form Doctor Who.

The next morning, Harry and Ginny and Tom and Jerry and Neville and Luna went for a walk around the campsite to get some water form the other side of the field. Loads of people were outside their tents cooking breakfast.

They even passed by a two year old boy named Keven who was poking at a slug with a wand until his mother came told him to stop playing with his fathers wand.

They then passed by two 4 year old girls who were riding on toy brooms that only rose about 3 or 4 feet from the ground only for a ministry wizard to stop them in fear that there were muggles near by and sculled their parents for not supervising them in braw daylight.

Some wizards congered fire with the Incendio spell while others were lighting matches so any muggles wouldn't know who they are. And three African Wizards were roasting a rabbit on a bright purple fire. Middle aged American wizards sat behind a banner that read 'The Sailor Witches Institute'.

Until they came across tents covered in shamrocks,

"Harry. Ginny. Neville. Luna. Tom. Jerry."

The six turned to see their fellow Gryffindor in their year. Seamus Finnigen. Who was coming out of his own tent. Along with a sandy haired woman who had to his mother. And of curse, Dean Thomas. Also a Gryffindor in their year.

"Like the decorations?" Seamus asked.

"Why shouldn't we show our colors?" Mrs. Finnigen asked. "See what the Balgarians have got. You'll be surporting Ireland of course?"

"Of course we are." Said Jerry.

"Ah you. Jerry Jinx Mouse and over there is Thomas Jasper Cat. Seamus has told me all about you two."

"He did?" Tom asked.

"Of course. You two looks like something that came out of a cartoon."

"We get that a lot."

Unfortitntly, they didn't have much else to say and went on again. True they were supporting Ireland. But Ron was supporting Bulgaria because they had the best seeker in the world. Victor Krum.

And the said man had his posters put up all over the Bulgarian tents. The poster was moving but all it did was blink and scowl.

"Looks aren't always everything." Said Jerry. "He may look grumpy but he's really talented."

FInally, they got to the water and field up their kittles and then made their way back.

They then passed by a man wearing a dress who was arguing with a ministry wizard about what he should really wear in case there were muggles around. Causing the girls to giggle.

They then went back to their campsite and saw other Hogwarts students in their year. Oliver Wood was there as well as he ran in front of them.

"Harry. I knew I'd find you here." He said. "Come on. My parents are waiting to meet you."

Before Harry knew it, Oliver had grabbed his arm and ran to his tent. Tom and Jerry followed behind where they met Oliver's parents. They were amazed to see Tom and Jerry in person as Oliver told them about the cat and mouse as he then said he had been signed up to the Puddle Mear United reserve team.

And as soon as they left,

"Hey Harry." Said Ernie Micnillen. A Hufflepuff student in their year.

"Harry over here!" Shouted Cho Chang. The Ravenclaw house seeker who Harry ignored and pretended she wasn't there because he was staying with Ginny no matter what.

"Oh of course she's here too." Ginny sighed.

"I hope she doesn't try anything this time." Said Tom.

"After what she had did the past two years, I know what you mean." Said Jerry.

"Say. Who are those guys?" Neville asked a she pointed to a group of teenagers they had never seen before.

"For sure they don't go to Hogwarts." Said Luna.

"I've never read anything about forgen schools." Said Harry.

"Bill had a pin pal form Brazil." Said Ginny. "He wanted to go and meet him in person but Mum and Dad couldn't afford it."

"The mention of Brazil makes me remember that snake from the zoo you replaced with Dudley." Said Tom.

"Sure we got in trouble but it was still worth it." Said Jerry.

"What happened when Bill said he wasn't able to go?" Harry asked.

"He got offended and sent Bill a cursed hat that made his ears shrivel up." Said Ginny.

All of them laughed at the picture of Bill's ears shriveling up. And yet Tom and Jerry were also amazed that Hogwarts wasn't the only wizarding school. They had to find some new books about them.

They finally arrived back at their tent soon after.

"You've been ages." Said George.

"Met a few people." Said Ginny as she and the others set the kittles down. "Have you got that fire going?"

"Dad's having fun with the matches." Said Fred.

Tom walked outside to see that Arthur had no success on lighting the fire.

"Whoops." He said as he lit one and dropped to the ground.

"Let me help you with that." Tom said as he took the box and showed him how to do it properly. "You just need to scratch the red top part on the black side of the box to light it."

"Aha. I get it now."

They got the fire going at last but had to wait until it was hot enough to cook anything. Fortitnly, their tent seemed to be right in the middle of a ferafar in the field. Ministry came by greeting Arhtur as they passed by making sure nobody was doing anything that could attract muggles.

While Neville and Luna and Arhtur's children knew too much about the ministry, Harry and Tom and Jerry and Hermione listened to what Arthur talked about.

"That was Cufbred Magrae. Head of the Goblinyasn Office. Here comes Gilbert Whimple. He's with the Comity of Exparemental Charms. He's had those horns for a while now. Hello Arny. Arnald Peasgood. He's an oblidiator. Member of the Accsidental Magic Reversal Squaud. You know. And that's Bodam Crooker. He's an Unspeekible from The Department of Mestories. Top Secret. No idea what they're up to."

Finally, the fire was ready. Arthur started cooking eggs and saugeses when Percy came tords them.

"Just aporated here Dad." Said Percy. "Ah. Lunch."

As they had their 'brunch', Arthur hopped to his feet. Waving to a man.

"Aha. The man of the moment. Ludo Bagman."

Ludo Bagmen was easly the most notibal Harry and Tom and Jerry had seen so far.

"Ahoy there Arthur!" He called happily as he approached them. "What a day eh? What a day. Couldn't we have asked for more perfect weather? A cloudless night coming and hardly a hiccup in the arrangements. Not much for me to do."

Behind him other ministry wizards were dealing with a magical fire that was sending in violent sparks about 20 feet in the air. Percy waved his hand as his disapproval the way Ludo ran his department did not prevent him to make a good impresion.

"Ah. Yes." Said Arthur grinning. "This is my son Percy. He's just started at the Ministry. And there are the twins Fred and George. Over here his Ron. Right here is my only daughter Ginny. Here Bill and Charley. And Ron's friend Hermione Granger. And Ginny's friends Neville Longbototm, Luna Lovegood, Thomas Jasper Cat, Jerry Jinx Mouse, and Harry Potter."

"Harry Potter?" Bagman asked as he turned to Harry and did the familiar thing as he looked up at his lightning bolt scar.

"Everyone. This is Ludo Bagman. It's thinks to him we've got such good tickets."

"Fancy a floter on the match Arthur? I've already got a bet going that Balgeria will win. I've offered him nice odds considering that Ialands got the strongest I've seen in years. And another that the match will last for about a week."

"Let's see. A galleon on Ialand to win."

"Okay then, Any other takers?"

"Molly wouldn't like it if they started gambling."

"We'll bet 37 galleons, 15 sickles, and 3 Knuts." Fred said as he and George pulled their money out. "That Ireland wins though Krum will catch the snitch. And we'll throw in one of our fake wnads."

"You don't want to go showing Mr. Bagman rubbish like that!" Percy hissed.

And when Bagman grabbed hold and it turned into a rubber chicken,

"Excellent. I haven't seen one that convincing in years. I'd pay 5 galleons for that."

Percy froze in a stun of disapproval.

"Boys." Said Arthur. "I don't want you betting. Your mum will go mad if you lost your savings."

"Don't be a spoil sport Arthur. They're old enough to know what they want."

"Yet Mrs. Weasley isn't going to let them do what they want." Jerry said under his breath. Knowing Molly's determination to get all of her children to work in the ministry.

"You recon Ireland will win but Krum will get the snitch? Not a chance. I'll give you excellent odds on that one. We'll have 5 galleons for the phony wand then shall we?"

Arthur looks helplessly as Ludo pulled out a notebook and wrote down the twins names with an enchanted quill that never runs out of ink.

"Cheers." Said Fred.

"I'm keeping an eye out for Barty Crouch. My Balgarian making oppiset numbers and I can't understand a word he's saying. Barty speaks about 150 langrages."

"150 langrages?" Tom asked in shock.

"Mr. Crouch?" Percy asked. "He speaks over 200 actually. Mermish and Gblittygoop. Troll."

"Anyone can speek troll." Said George. "All you have to do is point and grunt."

Percy through George a nasty look and stood at the fire to bring the kittle back to the boil.

"Any news of Birther Jorkings let Ludo?" Arthur asked.

Harry flitched at the name. Birther Jorkings was the woman mentioned in his dream. The woman that the miniature Voldemort had killed when Wormtail captured her for information.

"Not anything. But she'll turn up. Poor old Birther. Memory like a Leaky Cauldron and no sense of direction. Lost. You take my word for it. She'll wander back into the office sometime in September."

"You don't think it might be time to send someone to look for her?" Arthur asked.

"Barty Crouch keeps saying that. But we reallt can't spare anyone at the moment. Oh! Talk of the devil! Barty!"

The said person had disaporated at their fire side. Barry Crouch was a stiff old man.

"Pull up a bit of grasp Barty." Said Ludo.

"No thank you Ludo." Said Barty. "I've been looking for you everywhere. The Bulgarians are insisting we add another 12 seats to the top box."

"Oh. Is that what they're after? I thought that chat was asking to barrow a pare of tweezers."

Tom and Jerry bursted out laughing.

"Mr. Crouch. Would you like a cup of tea?" Percy asked as he grabbed the kittle.

"Oh. Yes. Thank you Percy." Mr. Crouch said as he was handed a cup. "And I've been wanting a word with you too Arthur. Ali Bashi is on the war path. He wants a word about your embargo on flying carpets."

"I've sent him an owl just last week. If I've told him once, I've told him 100 times. Carpets are defined as a muggle artifact. By the registry it was described charmeible objects. But will he listen?"

"I daught it. He's desperate to export here."

"Well they'll never replace brooms in the United Kingdom will they?" Ludo asked.

"Ali thinks there's a mix in the market for a family viecle. I remember my grandfather had an accident to the Conseed 12. But that was before carpets were revoked of course."

"He wanted to leave nobody in daught that all his ancestors have abided strictly by the law. So, Binky's been busy Barty?" Ludo asked.

"Fairly. Organizing portkeys in 5 continents is no feet Ludo."

"I Expect you'll both be glad when this is over." Saud Arthur.

"Glad?" Ludo asked. "Don't know when I've had more fun. Still it's not if we haven't go anything to look forward to. Eh Barty?"

"Well I think we've talked enough about it. We've agreed not to reveal more until all details,"

"All details? They've signed haven't they?"

"I'll bet you 10 galleons that soon enough these kids will know anyway. Now we need to meet the Bulgarians. Thank you for the tea Arthur. I'll see you at the match."

With that said, both men had left.