Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 462 Veela and Gold Coins

As Ludo Bagman's voice spread to every corner of the stands, the audience burst into loud cheers and applause. Thousands of flags were waved at the same time, making the scene lively.

Kyle did not listen to Ludo Bagman's stereotyped opening remarks. He glanced in the direction of the house elf again.

Now the whole box is full of people, only the seat next to her is still empty... That is indeed an empty seat, he has verified it before.

Is it possible that Sparkle really took advantage of Barty Crouch?

 But if this is the case, the game has begun now, where are the others?

 It is not in line with Barty Crouch's character to occupy a seat but not come... In other words, occupying a seat itself is not something he can do.

"oh!"

　　Deafening cheers suddenly came from the right side of the stands, and everyone stretched their necks and looked up into the stands.

Kyle also withdrew his gaze.

 “Allow me to introduce…the mascot of the Bulgarian national team!”

Following Ludo's voice, Mr. Weasley leaned out of his seat curiously, "I wonder what they brought...ah...Veela!"

 “What is charming…”

 Before Harry could ask, a hundred Veela had already slid onto the field.

 When Harry saw what they looked like clearly, he was speechless.

They are so beautiful, their skin glows with a simple and soft light like moonlight, and their long hair can float behind their heads even if there is no wind... Harry's eyes gradually became blurred.

He originally wanted to restrain himself and try to maintain his mature appearance in front of Qiu, but at this moment he had completely forgotten about it.

Especially when the music started playing and the Veela started dancing, his mind went blank.

The Veela's dance was getting faster and faster. In full view of everyone, Harry suddenly stood up and put one leg across the partition wall of the box, as if he wanted to jump down from here.

Hermione finally couldn't stand it anymore.

 “Harry, what are you doing!” she shouted.

 At this time, the music also stopped.

 The laughter of the girls came from behind, and Harry woke up. He looked at his legs stepping out of the partition wall, and finally realized what he had done.

And this laughter was like a death curse, hitting him one after another. An unprecedented sense of shame instantly occupied Harry's body. His face turned red at the first moment, and he wanted to really jump out.

 Hermione made a loud smacking sound, but didn't say anything sarcastic.

 Because other people around you behave similarly.

Next to him, Ron was also standing on his seat, stretching his arms forward in a diving gesture... Fred and George hugged each other, as if they were dancing some kind of pas de deux.

Cedric was a little better, but also had a very artificial pose...seemingly flexing his muscles.

Qiu sneered and turned her head away from him.

Cedric's face was as white as the plaster on the wall next to him, without any blood at all.

As for Kyle, he also stared at the Veela with bright eyes.

 Hermione made a smacking sound again, feeling extremely disappointed... She had thought that Kyle would be different. Like Mr. Weasley, Bill, and Charlie, they were not affected at all.

Only Kangna glanced at Kyle suspiciously. If she remembered correctly, Kyle's look now was exactly the same as when he first saw Norbert, the Charmander.

The same thing happened when I went to the Forbidden Forest to see those Moon-Crazy Beasts.

 As the music stopped and the Veela left, the stadium was filled with angry roars from the audience. Mr. Weasley also pulled Harry back to his seat, and he tried to curl himself into a ball and reduce his presence.

Malfoy's sneers kept coming from behind, but Harry didn't care anymore. He only noticed that Qiu had a disappointed look on his face. Are you disappointed in yourself?

Harry didn't know, but if he could, he wished he were in the stands below, where it would be less embarrassing.

But it was different with Ron, Fred, and George next to them. Like everyone else, they were still making noises, wanting the Veela to stay.

"There will be a competition later." Mr. Weasley patted them, "This is much prettier than Veela."

"Huh?" Ron snorted indifferently, still staring at the Veela, who were already lined up on one side of the arena.

"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, there was just a whooshing sound, and something like a comet flew into the stadium. It flew around the field and suddenly dispersed, forming a huge, dazzling clover that rose high into the air.

The crowd burst into exclamations of "Ouch, ouch, ouch".

 Something crackled down from above, like golden raindrops...

 “That’s great!” Ron forgot about Veela in a blink of an eye, excitedly took off his hat and went to catch the fallen gold coins.

Kyle looked up at the "Clover", which was made up of countless little people wearing red vests and mustaches, each holding a golden or green lantern.

It is an Irish leprechaun, about the same size as a Cornish elf, but much smarter. It is a creature unique to Ireland.

 Fortunately, they...

Kyle looked at the gold coins that kept falling. If it were replaced by another mascot, it might not be able to overshadow the Veela.

In the stadium, people no longer shouted for the Veela to come back. While they were cheering, they were still fighting for it or getting under the seats to pick up gold coins.

"Is this true?" Kangna caught a falling gold coin and couldn't help but ask.

"Of course not, the people in the Irish team are not fools." Kyle said with a smile, "This is a leprechaun gold coin, it will disappear in a few hours."

 “Then it’s of no use?” Connor asked.

“You can’t say that, at least the visual effect is great... You can’t see the rain of gold coins in other places.” Kyle said.

 He moved his wand and collected all the gold coins around him, preparing to give them to Sniff as toys later.

 A few minutes later, the giant clover disappeared, and the leprechauns landed opposite the Veela, sitting down cross-legged, ready to watch the game.

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

 A figure in red clothes flew into the arena from the entrance. He flew so fast that Harry slowed down the panoramic telescope three times before he could see his appearance clearly.

 “Ivano pressure…”

 The second red figure flew out, followed by the third...

Bagman shouted out the name of each player loudly, and the applause from the stands never stopped.

 “Next, the last one to appear is...Krum!”

The stands seemed to have exploded. The roar of cheers was so loud that it made people’s ears numb. Even many supporters of the Irish team were screaming.

Kyle also looked over.

Viktor Krum is dark and thin, with a big aquiline nose and two thick black eyebrows. He looks like an eagle.

 And he always had a sullen face, which made him look like he was thirty years old, rather than a student who had not yet graduated.

 Next were the members of the Irish Quidditch national team, who also received warm applause. Among them, Chaser Moran's voice was not as good as that of Krum, but it was not much worse.

　　Two teams were flying in the sky on broomsticks, staring at each other eagerly.

 (End of this chapter)