Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

"Hello." Fudge smiled and greeted Narcissa and Draco.

Lucius still has a certain say in the Ministry of Magic. Unlike Lestrange and Greengrass, Lucius relies on his vast connections and strong economic acumen to have a good personal relationship with the Minister of Magic and has a good relationship with the Minister of Magic. One of the Hogwarts school board members.

But even so, the status of the Malfoy family is not that of Lestrange and Greengrass.

This is why Lucius is eager to marry Greengrass, but he may not know that his good plan may have completely failed.

"Let me introduce to you. This is Mr. Oblons, the Bulgarian Minister of Magic. Although he doesn't understand what I'm talking about." Fudge pointed to the Bulgarian, and he waved at them in a friendly way. Waving his hand, "Also, you should recognize this, Arthur Weasley."

Lucius finally turned his gaze in the direction of Mr. Weasley, and then his eyes were extremely contemptuous. Louis remembered that the last time they met was at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore two years ago, and it was not friendly at that time.

"I really didn't expect that, Arthur." Lucius walked over, raised his head high and looked down. He was indeed a bit taller than the slightly pudgy Weasley, "What on earth did you sell? I just got the tickets for the first-class seats. I think your house is definitely not worth that much. "

Arthur didn't speak, his eyes stared straight at Lucius's provocation. He felt that too many explanations were useless.

"Lucius just donated a large amount of money to St. Mungo's Hospital, so he is my honored guest, Arthur." Fudge explained, "Oh, it looks like you guys get along very well."

Louis smiled bitterly, wondering where Fudge had the confidence to say the word "very harmonious".

Lucius's eyes swept through the people behind Arthur. When he saw Hermione, Louis and even the house elf Dobby, his eyes paused. However, under the gaze of many wizards, he did not say anything more, so it seemed that He took Draco and Narcissa and continued walking towards their seats.

Louis naturally stood next to Hermione. He saw her face was a little flustered. Lucius, a wizard who considered himself noble, had a deep contempt for Muggle blood. Moreover, he also saw his family members who had betrayed him. The elves mingled with them.

It would be impossible to say that he didn't have any emotional fluctuations.

"Despicable bastard." Ron cursed secretly. He didn't know what kind of mentality the Malfoy family had.

Shortly after Lucius left, Ludo Bagman also entered the box.

"Is everyone ready?" He rubbed his hands, then turned to Fudge and asked, "Minister, is that okay?"

"It's up to you, Ludo," Fudge replied gently.

"What does he want to do?" Harry asked his good friends beside him strangely, but before Louis and the others could answer, Ludo pointed his wand at his throat, and then silently recited: "The voice is loud!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the 422nd Quidditch World Cup finals." Mr. Bagman's voice echoed throughout the Quidditch field, and Harry was really surprised.

In the stadium, the audience began to cheer one after another. People kept pulling the national flags of their countries to support the country, and the entire auditorium was covered in green and red.

The electronic display on the field clearly showed the scores of the two teams: Bulgaria: Ireland, 0:0.

"Okay, now let's start the interaction before the game and invite our mascots!"

As soon as Ludo finished speaking, some strange creatures floated over from this side.

"We can see now, it's the Bulgarian mascot, oh my God, what did they bring?"

Louis looked up and saw a hundred extremely beautiful women gliding past, their golden hair flying freely in the air, and their bright white and tender skin that made every man crazy for it.

If Louis hadn't been prepared in advance, he would have been confused by the scenery in front of him. Unfortunately, he already knew the power of this thing before.

Veela, the mascot of Bulgaria, he had seen this creature with his own eyes at the Cliona auction. Naturally, you will be on guard in your heart.

But Ron and Harry didn't have such good luck. He saw their eyes were obsessed with them, and there seemed to be some laughter coming out of their mouths. Now their minds were probably dancing with Veela among the clouds.

Hermione and Ginny stared at Harry and Ron unkindly, seeming to be disappointed with the boys' behavior. Veela has no effect on women, but Louis is not sure whether Lily will not be affected by Veela, at least Hermione and Ginny are normal.

Arthur Weasley looked at his children with amusement. When he glanced at Louis, he was a little surprised to see that he didn't react at all.

Could it be possible that he is a gay?

"Harry, what are you doing?" Hermione finally couldn't stand it anymore.

When both Ron and Harry were about to jump to the railing, the music playing in the venue stopped. Harry woke up and saw himself sitting there in an extremely awkward posture. Ron was even more It's funny, it seems like he wants to dive.

Just then, the crowd roared, seemingly expressing their disappointment that the Veela had stopped dancing.

Ron pulled the clover hat on his head depressedly. Mr. Weasley smiled and came over to help him straighten it:

"Well, you're going to need it later when Ireland starts."

Before he finished speaking, a group of green elves flew into the stadium like comets. They flew around the ball frame and the field, setting off fireworks constantly, and cheers came from the crowd.

If Veela's performance is like a Victoria's Secret show, then the Irish team is even more of a wonderful fireworks show.

Hermione was about to reprimand, but she was choked back by such a scene. In the end, the group of elves gathered together to form a huge clover pattern.

"Awesome!" Ron waved his clover hat, and the clover pattern in the air continued to fade, turning into gold galleons and scattering to the audience.

People went crazy again, frantically picking up gold Galleons on the ground, and Ron was no exception. He picked up one and handed it to Harry.

"Here's the money for the telescope, you have to buy me a Christmas present again Harry!"

"Irish leprechauns, they understand the hearts of wizards very well." Mr. Weasley said, greed for money is everyone's nature.

The performance was over, and the leprechaun fell to the Irish camp, waiting quietly for the game to begin like the Veela opposite.

"Okay, now, ladies and gentlemen, let us welcome the Bulgarian contestant, the first and your very favorite Dimitrov!"