Old Blood at Hogwarts

Ludo pulled out his wand, pointed at his throat and said, "Resonant!"

Then his words sounded like thunder throughout the packed stadium.His voice echoed above them and carried loudly to every corner of the stands.

"Ladies and gentlemen... Welcome! Welcome to the 422nd Quidditch World Cup Final!"

The audience burst into cheers and applause.Thousands of flags were waving at the same time, accompanied by the chaotic national anthem, and the scene was really lively.On the blackboard across from them, the last line advertising (Bibi's All-Flavour Beans - every bite is an adventure!) has been erased and now reads: Bulgaria: 0, Ireland: 0.

"Okay, without further ado, allow me to introduce... the mascot of the Bulgarian national team!"

On the right side of the stand was a neat bright red square, and loud cheers erupted at this moment.

"Wonder what they brought," said Mr. Weasley, leaning out of his seat.

"Ah!" He took off his glasses abruptly, and hurriedly wiped them on his robe, "Vela!"

"Veela?" Aaron hurriedly looked over.He had seen introductions about this magical creature in books before.

Veela is a female elf that can shapeshift.People think that they live in forests, lakes, mountains and clouds, and can transform into swans, horses, eagles, snakes or wolves, but most of them still maintain their human appearance.When transformed into humans, they transform into beautiful young women, dancing seductively under the moonlight on midsummer nights in gossamer clothes.Men who are infatuated with them will forget everything in the world and will not eat, drink or sleep.If the unfortunate person joins the Veela while they are dancing, they will dance until they die of exhaustion.

I saw a hundred Veela already sliding towards the arena.Aaron had never seen such beautiful women in his life. Why did their skin glow as brightly and softly as the moon, and why did their hair flutter behind their heads without the wind... At this moment, the music started playing, Mei The baby started dancing, and Aaron's mind went blank, feeling only an extreme joy.Nothing in the world mattered, as long as he could keep looking at the Veela, because if they stopped dancing, something terrible would happen...

As the Veela's dance became faster and faster, some crazy, shapeless thoughts began to swirl in Aaron's dizzy mind.He wanted to do something special and great, and he wanted to do it now.How about hopping from the box into the gym?It looks good...but is it exciting enough?

"Aaron, Harry, Ron, what are you doing?" Hermione's voice seemed to come from a distant place.

The music stopped.Aaron blinked blankly.He stood there with his hands on the half wall in front of the box.Next to him, Harry had one leg propped up on half of the wall.Going over again, Ron made a gesture as if he was about to dive off the springboard, and stayed there motionless.

The stadium filled with angry roars.People don't want the Veela to leave.Aaron thought the same as them.Of course he wanted to support the Bulgarian team, and he vaguely wondered why he was wearing a big green clover on his chest.Meanwhile, Ron was tearing the shamrock off his hat in a daze.Mr. Weasley smiled and leaned forward, taking the hat from Ron's hand.

"You'll need it later, after Ireland's performance," said Mr. Weasley.

"Huh?" Ron snorted, staring dumbfounded at the veela, who were already lined up on the side of the field.

Hermione made a loud smacking sound.She reached out and pulled Aaron, Harry, and Ron back to their seats and said, "Oh, how could you do this!"

"Now..." Ludo Bagman's voice rang like a bell, "please raise your wand in the air... welcome the mascot of the Irish national team!"

Then, with a "swish" sound, a huge, green and gold thing flew into the stadium, like a big comet.It flew around the stadium before splitting into two smaller comets, each hurtling toward a set of goal posts.An arched rainbow suddenly appeared across the entire arena, connecting the two big shining balls.The crowd erupted in exclamations of "Oops, ouch" as if they were watching a fireworks display.At this time, the rainbow disappeared, and the big shining balls connected and blended with each other to form a huge, shining clover, which rose high into the air and began to hover above the stands.Something crackled down from above, like golden raindrops.

"Great!" Ron shouted.

Clovers hovered above their heads, and huge gold coins continued to fall on their heads and seats.Aaron squinted his eyes and observed the clover carefully, and found that it was actually composed of countless little people wearing red vests and mustaches, each holding a small golden or green lamp.

"It's the Leprechaun!" said Mr. Weasley to cheers.

While people were cheering, they were still scrambling for it, or getting under the seats to pick up gold coins.Aaron also picked up a handful of gold coins.Poor Aaron would not give up any opportunity to gain wealth, of course, as long as he did not violate his principles.

"Here you go." Ron shouted happily, putting a handful of gold coins into Harry's hand. "Give me back your panoramic telescope! Now you have to buy me a Christmas present, haha!"

The giant clover vanished, and the leprechauns slowly landed opposite the veelas on the field, sitting cross-legged, ready to watch the game.

"And now, ladies and gentlemen, a warm welcome... to the Bulgarian National Quidditch Team! Let me introduce to you... Dimitrov!"

A figure in red on a broomstick flew into the arena through a portal below, so fast it was impossible to see.He won rapturous applause from the Bulgarian supporters.

"Ivanova!"

A second figure in a bright red robe flew out.

"Zograv! Levsky! Volkanov! Volkov! Next...Krum!"

"It's him, it's him!" shouted Ron, following Krum with his panoramic telescope.

Aaron quickly pointed his telescope at him.

Viktor Krum is dark and thin, with grayish-yellow skin, a big aquiline nose, and two thick black eyebrows. He looks like a huge eagle.It's hard to believe he only has.

"Now, please welcome...the Irish National Quidditch Team!" Bagman shouted loudly, "On the field are...Connolly! Ryan! Troy! Mallet! Moran! Quigley! And... ...and...and...Lin Qi!"

Seven blurry green figures flew towards the arena. Aaron turned a small button on the side of the panoramic telescope, slowing down the players' movements, and saw clearly that "Firebolt" was printed on their broomsticks, and he also saw Their names are etched with silver thread on their backs.

"And our referee today is Hassan Mustafa, the well-supported president of the International Quidditch Federation who flew all the way from Egypt!"

A short, lean wizard wearing pure gold robes that matched the colors of the stadium strode onto the field.The top of his head was completely bald, but he had a large beard on his chin.A silver whistle protruded from beneath his beard.He carried a large wooden box under one arm and his broomstick under the other.Aaron adjusted the panoramic telescope back to normal speed and watched carefully as Mustafa stepped on his broomstick and kicked the wooden box away.

Four balls jumped into the air at once: the bright red Quaffle, the two black Bludgers, and the tiny, winged Golden Snitch (Aaron only caught a glimpse of it, and it flew infinitely. disappeared without a trace).

Musta whistled and followed the balls into the air.

"Ah, they... they... they... they set off!" Bagman screamed, "This is Mallet! Troy! Moran! Dimitrov! Another pass to Mallet! Troy! Lay Fusky! Moran!"

Aaron held the panoramic telescope close to his eyes.The Irish team was flying at an unbelievable speed. The Chasers kept passing the Quaffle to other players so fast that Bagman only had time to announce their names.Aaron turned the slow speed knob on the right side of the panoramic telescope again, and pressed the game analysis button on the top. He immediately saw slow motion, and some purple text flashed on the lens. At the same time, the noise of the audience shook the scene. Hitting his diaphragm.

"Eagle Head Attack Formation." He read the text and saw three Irish chasers flying close together. Troy was in the middle, slightly ahead of Mallet and Moran. The three of them rushed toward the Bulgarian players. approaching.

Then, the words "Boskov Tactics" flashed on the camera, and Troy pretended to rush up with the Quaffle, diverting the Bulgarian chaser Ivanova, and then threw the ball to Moran.Volkov, one of the Bulgarian batters, hit the Bludger hard with his stick and directed it toward Moran.Moran ducked down, dodged the Bludger, and threw the Quaffle. Lefsky, who was hovering below, caught the ball...

"Troy scored!" Bagman roared loudly, and the audience cheered and cheered, making the stadium tremble, "10-0, Ireland leads!"

"What?" Aaron couldn't help being shocked.Because in the panoramic telescope, the Quaffle was clearly in Lefsky's hands, but Bagman said that Troy had scored.But then he realized that he was playing it at a slow speed, so there was a time gap between what he saw and reality.What he saw in the panoramic telescope was an image of the past.

Aaron quickly raised his eyes from the panoramic telescope and saw Troy flying around the field to celebrate the goal.The leprechauns watching the game on the sidelines rose into the air again, forming the giant sparkling clover once again.The Veela across the arena looked at them with a gloomy expression.