[HP] This Evil

On the opening day of the Quidditch World Cup, Catherine got out of bed before five o'clock, and ruthlessly woke up the house elf Julie who was busy until twelve o'clock yesterday.

"I still haven't figured out which one to wear. I think they all look good." Catherine worried about the two sets of clothes on the bed.

"My little master looks good in anything." Julie stared into her big glass-bubble eyes, holding a handful of hair ties and clips in her hand.

"It's useless to tell you." Catherine sighed dissatisfied, "You should help me braid my hair."

"It is an honor for Julie to braid the hair of the little master. Julie is a house elf, and she is so happy to be able to braid the hair of the little master."

"Be quiet for a while!" Catherine said impatiently. Julie is fine with everything, but she talks too much nonsense.

"Oh, okay, Julie will be quiet. Julie can do whatever the little master asks Julie to do. Julie likes little..."

"shut up!"

Julie was finally quiet, and she took a silver comb and began to comb Catherine's hair.A few minutes later, Catherine's long blonde hair was braided into a simple but delicate bun.

Catherine finally chose the black double-breasted long coat with a waist, and fixed a top hat with a veil on her hair with a few clips. Finally, she paired it with a pair of three-centimeter high low-heeled Mary Jane shoes, which sprinkled a little Daisy perfume, wandering around in front of the mirror for a quarter of an hour before I feel satisfied with myself.She first came to the Leaky Cauldron with Floo powder, gave the boss ten Galleons, got the portkey, and after a while of spinning around, she came to a hillside still filled with fog.Draco had already arrived, and Lucius and Narcissa were still standing beside him. Catherine quickly arranged her clothes, and then walked towards them with regular steps.

"Catherine." Draco saw her first, and then quickly ran to her side. Lucius was unmoved, and Narcissa looked at Catherine carefully twice, showing a rather kind smile.

"Dad, Mom, this is Catherine Ferrara, my classmate at Hogwarts." Draco introduced, "Cathy, this is my father, Lucius Malfoy, you have met several times We meet. This is my mother, Narcissa Malfoy."

"Hello, Mr. Malfoy, hello, Mrs. Malfoy." Catherine nodded to them one by one, showing an elegant and decent smile.

"I'm glad we met again, Miss Ferrara." Lucius Malfoy lowered his eyes slightly and looked down at Catherine.

"Draco often mentions you to me." Narcissa said, her hair was also pale blond, she spoke slowly, she was a typical noble lady.

"Okay, it's time for us to go. Be careful to control your wands, there will be a few Muggle field workers in the camp outside the game." Lucius said, Narcissa walked ahead with his arm, Draco and Catherine followed, as if they were their counterparts.

Twenty minutes later, they came to a huge oval-shaped gymnasium, the end of which even the best-eyed Seeker could not see.

Catherine and the others walked along the stairs to the topmost box.The more you go up, the fewer wizards there are, and there are purple knitted carpets on the last two stairs.

"Crouch is the organizer of this competition." Draco said to Catherine as he climbed the stairs, and he had grown a lot after not seeing him for a month. "He's your mother's brother, isn't he?"

"A cousin, to be precise." Catherine corrected, "We've never been in touch."

The top box was facing the golden goalposts, and there were twenty gilded armchairs in two rows. Each chair had a purple cushion on which a broomstick was embroidered with gold thread. It is covered with high-grade woolen handmade carpets, a valuable crystal lamp is hung on the ceiling, and there is a house elf at the door who specializes in serving the box.

In general, this private room is very good, except that there are already a few people in it that Catherine and Draco's family don't want to see: Harry, Hermione, Ron and several of his family members.Of course, they are also very reluctant to see them.

"Arthur, this is Mr. Malfoy. He just donated a lot of Galleons to St. Mungo's this year." Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge said, the second half of the sentence was quite warning.

"Weasley and I are old friends, Connelly." Lucius said, his tone always high and mocking, "but I'm still curious, Weasley, how did you get the ticket for this box?" Did you sell all your property?"

Ron's father, Arthur Weasley, was flushed with anger, but because Cornelius Fudge didn't dare to attack, he could only straighten his body and look at Lucius, and squeeze out a few words from his teeth "Oh, that would be wonderful."

The Malfoy family looked around the box, and when they found that Hermione was also sitting in the box, they couldn't help but show the same expression together. It was a look of contempt, arrogance and disgust for the witches, and Hermione didn't care. He stared back without fear.Since the Minister of Magic was there, Lucius didn't say anything more, and continued to walk to his seat. Seeing that his father was silent, Draco didn't dare to speak, and it was rare that he didn't provoke Harry, so he pulled Catherine to sit. On Lucius' left.

Catherine turned her head away as soon as she saw Ginny sitting directly behind her, and prayed for a thicker veil on her hat.She still didn't know how to face the Weasley girl.In good conscience, she felt very sorry for Ginny about the diary incident, but it was impossible for her to start defending Gryffindor because of that incident.

The game is about to start soon, and colorful fireworks are constantly rising into the sky from the Quidditch field. They form a pattern of a broomstick in the air, and a row of golden and red characters are formed under the pattern, "Fire □□, the whole world The best broom", Draco pouted - Harry received another mysterious gift last semester: a fire broom.

"Now we invite the mascot of the Bulgarian team," said Barty Crouch, director of the International Magic Exchange and Cooperation Department, standing in the center of the stadium.

More than 100 veela suddenly slid from behind the golden goal to the playing field accompanied by music. Their long pale golden hair fluttered in the air like waves of golden sea waves. They all had the same smiles on their faces, and their eyes seemed to be full of tears. Spring water, people are willing to offer them pearls from the bottom of the sea and oriental silk, and then they start dancing.

"They're so pretty, aren't they, Draco?" Catherine said casually, watching the performance intently, without taking her eyes off the center of the arena as she spoke.

"Ah? What?" Draco didn't know when he stood up, looking like he was about to run to the center of the stadium.

"What's wrong with you?" Catherine turned to look at him puzzled.

"Sit down, Draco, don't be rude." Lucius tapped Draco on the back with his cane.

"What's wrong with you?" Catherine continued to ask, she found that Draco had been staring at the ground with his head down since he sat down, fidgeting.

"Don't ask, Cathy." Draco suddenly became a little coy.

Catherine wanted to continue asking, but she immediately realized that something was wrong with the young boys in the box.Ron had already rushed to the door of the box, and Harry looked like he was going to jump directly from the box into the stadium. Percy Weasley, who graduated from Gryffindor the year before, was afraid to look directly at the players in the arena just like Draco. Veela, but he seemed to be in a better state, and his ears were not as red as Draco's.

The music stopped and the wizards disappeared from sight of the wizards before Irish mascots popped up from all sides of the stadium.Only then did Draco dare to raise his head and continue watching the game.

Ireland's mascot is a group of green-robed Irish goblins, the size of an adult's hand, who fly through the air on miniature broomsticks while dropping handfuls of gold coins.Catherine had to shield her hat, which was worth a lot more than the coins, lest the falling gold pieces should break a fringed dodo feather adorning it.

"Better veela, right? These Irish goblins are so rude." Catherine complained to Draco, protecting her hat.

"I think... these little monsters are better." Draco said hesitantly, and then stretched out a hand to block the falling gold coins for Catherine.

The rain of gold coins lasted for 2 minutes before it stopped, and the game finally came to the point.One by one, Bulgarian and Irish Quidditch players flew out from behind the golden goal on broomsticks.

"Look! It's Krum! The Bulgarian Seeker! He's studying in Durmstrang," Ron shouted excitedly.

A tall boy in a red ball uniform flew out of the goal on a broom. He had wheat-colored skin, a hooked nose like Professor Snape, strong and thick arms, thick and black eyebrows, and shaved hair. It's very short, with only one burr.He wasn't very good-looking, at least Catherine thought so.

The game started. The six Chasers kept grabbing and throwing the ball. The Bludger flew over Krum's head aggressively, and there was a series of exclamations on the field.

Ireland's Marlette and Moran sandwiched a Bulgarian Chaser, Ivan, flying alongside him, while another Irish player, Troy, flew towards them from the front and was about to collide with Ivan. Raising the broom suddenly, it was just above his head while reaching out and snatching his Quaffle. (Eagle head offensive formation: from the original work, the text has been adjusted accordingly)

Fans in Bulgaria screamed angrily, while supporters in Ireland clapped and cheered.

Troy flew towards the goal with the Quaffle. He first circled to the left of the goal and made a pretend to throw the ball to try to attract the attention of the Bulgarian goalkeeper. Then he quickly passed the ball to Moran on the right of the goal. Moran caught the ghost. The fly ball was thrown towards the goal, but their plan was seen through. The Bulgarian goalkeeper's attention was not attracted by Troy, but kept his eyes on Moran. The tail misses the ball.

The Bulgarian fans cheered and whistled, and the Irish supporters sat down disappointed.

Catherine, Draco, Harry, the Weasley twins and the Weasley family's second brother Charlie who sat in the box had played many Quidditch matches at Hogwarts, but they had never seen Such a great game.

A few hours later, the score of the Bulgarian team gradually fell, but at this time Krum spotted the golden snitch and caught it before the Irish Seeker recovered.

The stadium was boiling, "We won! We won!" Bulgarian fans cheered.

Krum was surrounded by his teammates, who excitedly fist-bumped and hugged, and the veela began to sing again, but this time their voices were drowned out by the cheers from the arena.

The author says:

In the original book, Ireland won and Bulgaria won as a private setting.