Dumbledore's sudden question completely caught Wentworth off guard. He knew how Quidditch worked, but he'd never actually experienced it for himself! His only real familiarity with the game came from watching matches in movies in his previous life, so he couldn't help freezing for a moment.
But Wentworth quickly recovered and said:
"Of course, Headmaster Dumbledore. It's the Quidditch World Cup! It only happens once every four years! But what does that have to do with me?"
Dumbledore looked into Wentworth's eyes and spoke slowly:
"Wentworth, you're still a child. Young people should spend more time doing things young people do, instead of letting the future tie their hands. Otherwise, you'll regret missing out on so many things."
"Your punishment today is to come with me to watch the Quidditch World Cup final! What do you think?"
Hearing Dumbledore's words, Wentworth's first reaction wasn't excitement, but suspicion! He wasn't especially interested in Quidditch, but even he knew that being personally taken to the Quidditch World Cup by Dumbledore was like having a pie suddenly fall from the sky and land right on his head!
But as someone with the soul of an adult, Wentworth's first thought when a pie fell from the sky was: Is it poisoned? He and Headmaster Dumbledore weren't related, so there was no reason for Dumbledore to be so kind to an ordinary student!
Had Dumbledore somehow discovered his secret as a transmigrator? That made no sense!
With that thought, Wentworth cautiously asked:
"Headmaster Dumbledore, of course I'd love to see the Quidditch World Cup, but this doesn't really count as a punishment, does it? Wouldn't it be a little inappropriate?"
Dumbledore, however, didn't seem concerned in the slightest. "How does it not count as a punishment? You have to understand, I'm a man over a