Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Over the next half hour, the box they were in gradually filled up with people.

Mr. Weasley kept shaking hands with people, and those people looked like they were great wizards.

And Percy stood up hurriedly again and again, looking like he was sitting on the back of a porcupine covered in thorns.

When Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge himself arrived, Percy bowed too low and his glasses fell to the ground and shattered.

Embarrassed, Percy repaired the lens with his wand, then sat blankly in his seat.

When Cornelius Fudge greeted Harry and Tiera like old friends, Percy shot them a jealous look.

Fudge held Harry's hand lovingly like an old father, greeted him, and introduced him to the wizard sitting next to him.

"Harry Potter, you know," Cornelius Fudge shouted to Bulgaria's Minister for Magic -

The man was wearing a gorgeous black velvet robe trimmed with gold. It looked like he couldn't understand a word of English.

"Harry Potter...oh, think about it, you should know who he is...the boy who escaped death in the hands of the mysterious man...you must know who he is -" the Bulgarian wizard suddenly saw it Harry immediately pointed at the scar on his forehead excitedly and muttered a series of words loudly.

"I knew I would always make him understand." Fudge said to Harry tiredly, "I'm not very good at languages. When it comes to this kind of thing, you need Barty Crouch. Ah, I saw his family The elf occupied a seat for him... What a thoughtful thought, these guys in Bulgaria always want to get the best seats... Ah, Lucius is here!"

Tiera, Harry, Ron and Hermione immediately turned their heads. Squeezing into the three still-empty seats in the second row behind Mr. Weasley were none other than Dobby the house-elf's original owner: Lucius Malfoy, his son Draco, and a woman who must have been Draco's mother.

"Ah, Fudge." Malfoy stretched out his hand as he walked past the Minister of Magic. "Hello, I guess you haven't met my wife Narcissa yet? And our son Decorah."

"Hello, hello," said Fudge, smiling and bowing to Mrs. Malfoy, "please allow me to introduce you to Mr. Oberansik, the Bulgarian Minister of Magic. , It doesn’t matter, he doesn’t understand what I’m saying anyway. Let me see who else, do you know Arthur Weasley?”

Lucius Malfoy first glanced at Arthur Weasley contemptuously, and then glanced at Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Tiera.

When Lucius Malfoy saw Tiera, his eyes trembled obviously, and then——

"Heh." Lucius Malfoy laughed contemptuously, "When can you even do this - ugh!"

Lucius Malfoy had just finished speaking when suddenly a sharp pain shot from his arm and face.

"Watch your tongue, Lucius—"

A hoarse voice suddenly came from Lucius Malfoy's mind, and then, Lucius Malfoy felt as if a pair of dry, cold hands touched his neck.

Lucius Malfoy looked at Tiera in shock——

In his sight, Tiera's face changed. For a while, it was the face of a normal child, and for a while, it was a terrifying face like a snake.

"Uh...ahem, hello, Arthur." Lucius said honestly. After saying that, he pulled Draco Malfoy, who looked at Tiera provocatively, to find a seat and sit down.

"Why did this annoying guy suddenly become so honest?" Ron muttered.

Harry glanced at Tiera, but Tiera ignored Harry and just sat there with a normal expression.

Immediately afterwards, Ludo Bagman burst into the box.

"Is everyone ready?" he said, his round face shining like a giant ball of cheese. "Mr. Minister, can we start?"

"Start as you say, Ludo," Fudge said kindly.

Ludo Bagman drew his wand, pointed at his throat and said, "Loud!"

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 watch the 422nd Quidditch World Cup Final!"

But the audience's performance was far less intense than he expected——

There were only sparse cheers from a few places first, and then the cheers spread throughout the venue——

The audience gradually burst into cheers and applause.

Thousands of flags were waving at the same time, accompanied by the chaotic national anthem——

But soon, the cheers became sparse again——

Every time the monocle appears in an area, the cheers in that area disappear.

Tiera's "Dementor Eyes" were flying around the entire arena with the help of the "Inheritor".

Wherever the cheers are the strongest and where the joy is strongest, the "dementor's eyes" will appear.

I originally thought that the cheers would last at least ten minutes, but I didn't expect that they only lasted for less than five minutes, and the cheers disappeared——

So Ludo Bagman had no choice but to continue:

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

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

"I wonder what they brought," said Mr. Weasley, leaning out of his seat. "Ah!"

Mr. Weasley screamed, and then he took off his glasses and wiped them hastily on his robes, "Veela!"

"What is Mei——"

I saw a hundred Veela already sliding towards the arena.

Veela is a woman—

Those were the most beautiful women Harry had ever seen in his life.

But they're not... they can't be real people.

Harry was confused for a moment, unable to guess what they were: why their skin was as bright and soft as the moon, and why their hair was flying behind their heads without the wind...

Just then, the music started playing, and Harry no longer considered whether she was a real person——

To be precise, Harry's mind was like a ball of paste, filled with surprise and joy.

Harry blushed and quietly glanced at Tiera sitting next to him——

Tiera's expression remained normal, she sat upright and clapped her hands a little boredly.

And the other people on this floor——

Mainly male wizards, all of them had red faces and excited faces, and many of them were even dancing.

Such as Ron, Fred, George, Draco.

The music gradually stopped, and Harry felt that his head was much clearer, and he blinked in confusion.

Ron stood on the edge of the railing of the box, making a gesture as if he was about to dive from the diving board, and stayed there motionless.

The stadium filled with angry roars.

Apparently people didn't want the Veela to leave.

"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 whooshing 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, dazzling clover, which rose high into the air and began to hover above the stands. Something crackled down from above, like golden raindrops——

At this time, Tiela started to move.

Harry noticed that Tiera's face was flushed, her eyes were wide open, and there was a crazy look in her eyes, and then——

In full view of the public, in front of the Minister of Magic, Head of the Auror Command of the Ministry of Magic, Director of the Legal Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic, Director of the Accidents and Disasters Department of the Ministry of Magic, Deputy Director, Director of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, and International Magical Cooperation. In front of the Director of the Department, various officials of the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic and other high-ranking dignitaries of the Ministry of Magic, he drew his wand——

Then Tiera waved——

All the gold coins in the audience flew toward Tiera's box like golden meteors——