if i am not me

The game gradually entered a fierce stage, and rude and violent methods emerged one after another, showing the fierce struggle between the two teams.

By this time, the Bulgarian veela had shed their beautiful appearance, and their pointed beak-shaped faces and scaly wings extending from their backs made them look extremely aggressive.The Irish leprechauns are not to be outdone, and while avoiding the fireballs thrown by the veela, they pose in various shapes in the air to provoke and express their emotions.

Even though he had already experienced it once, Harry still felt that the surrounding atmosphere was enough to make anyone boil with it, the sound of 10 people erupting almost toppled the roof of the stadium, although it looked like a bright starry sky now.

As time passed, people's emotions rose and fell with the players of the two teams speeding across the field. In the end, Krum's brilliant performance failed to save Bulgaria from the defeat, even if he was the well-deserved best player of the game.When Krum flew across the stadium with the Golden Snitch in his hand, amidst the sharp whistle, the stadium was once again flooded with cheers, and Bulgaria lost with honor.

Looking at the happy or sad faces in the field, Harry thought that he would remember this day forever, not just because of the Dark Mark that was about to appear in the night sky in his memory.

The people around were extremely excited. They sang the Irish national anthem excitedly, shaking their hats, scarves or flags with the Irish logo in their hands, as if they wanted to paint the entire stadium with green.But this didn't affect Harry and the twins. At the moment, they were busy calculating how much the odds of this bet would bring them.Of course, Harry would not forget to remind his companions to pay more attention when taking money, the painful experience before was still fresh in his memory.If I remember correctly, all they got were Galleons conjured by Irish leprechauns, and as a result, they lost everything as a matter of course.

Ron looked disbelieving when he held two real Galleons in his hand, but after a blink, he grinned.Looking into his roving eyes, Harry knew he was planning to buy himself an owl.He'd wanted a pet like this for a long time, because he seemed to find it handsome and, of course, functional.

After the game, they walked slowly back to the camp with the still noisy crowd.Mary had already left with Narcissa. Whether it was intentional or not, Narcissa invited Mary to have a tea party with some ladies from other families. For this, Harry and Draco just looked at each other meaningfully and then smiled Followed Ron and the others and walked towards the camp.After all, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for most people, and the carnival has just begun.

Walking on the path shrouded in the dim yellow light from the lanterns, bursts of singing can be heard everywhere, and there are often a few Irish leprechauns who are giggling or carrying lanterns flying over the head, leaving a trail of Faint fluorescent.During the period, they passed several open spaces full of people and bonfires, watching those people laugh wildly and light one after another fireworks, which dazzled everyone's eyes.

"It would be nice if it was always so peaceful." Harry looked at those people who didn't know what was coming, and tightened his hands with Draco.This made Draco look at Harry who was smiling slightly in surprise, and frowned slightly, "You are very disturbed."

Hearing this, Harry slowly restrained the insincere smile on his face, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I'm scared." After he finished speaking, he smiled self-deprecatingly, "No Knowing whether it's a fear that history will repeat itself...or will it change..."

Draco raised his head to look at the dizzy eyes that exploded above his head, stared at the "Long Live Ireland" for a long time, and then said a little helplessly, "...let it be." Then, he looked at the person walking in front again. The few people in the group thought about it and asked, "Do you want to find an excuse to stay?"

Harry was obviously struggling with this issue too, but in the end all his words turned into a sigh, "No... just hope they don't run around."

After leaving the question aside, Harry and Draco rejoined the joyful crowd. The crowding around made it difficult for them to reach the Weasleys' tent, but everyone was sleepless.For this, Mr. Weasley, who wants the children to sleep well, has no choice, because they have been talking about all kinds of things on the field alive and kicking in the tent, and Mr. Weasley can only resign himself to having a fierce fight with Charlie. Discuss until the sleepy Ginny falls on the table and begins to doze off.

Seeing this, Harry and Drake knew that it was almost time, so they also got up to leave.But Mr. Weasley insisted on taking them back to their tent, and they had no choice but to agree.They believed that this must have been the first time Mr. Weasley had been within 20 meters of the Malfoy tent during the entire Quidditch World Cup.

After entering the tent, the deserted atmosphere showed that they were the first batch of owners who came back here. Facing the empty living room, Draco frowned again, "Father, he..." looked around, although he knew it was This kind of situation, but it is inevitable to be a little worried when faced with it.

"It's all right." Harry patted Draco on the shoulder, and said calmly, "They just got some wind, and they are just testing it out. There shouldn't be any danger."

The brow stretched slightly, but Draco was still worried. "But you said that little...cough, that person will appear here, and you have met him before."

Nodding, Harry walked towards his bedroom, "So we have very little sleep tonight."

Shrugging, Draco followed, muttering, "If Mary is still here, I think you can still be so relaxed..."

Smiling, Harry placed a soft kiss on Draco's cheek, "It is because of you that I dare to bring Mary here."

Blinking his eyes in astonishment, Draco's face blushed for a while, and he hurriedly turned around and coughed unnaturally, trying to hide the shame on his face, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth still revealed his mood.I have to say, this feeling of being trusted by others is very good-especially when the person you trust is still the one in your heart.

It's sleep, but it's impossible to really fall asleep on this noisy night, unless they are very drunk.Both Harry and Draco were extremely light sleepers. Listening to the bursts of singing coming from outside the tent, they could only lie on the bed with all their clothes on and recuperate, while their wands never left their hands.

As the night gradually deepened, the noise in the camp became smaller and smaller, and the sound source became less and less, but occasionally there would still be one or two loud noises to bring people back to their senses.

In the tent of the Weasley family, everyone was sleeping peacefully and soundly.Ron and Neville lived in a room. At this time, after a tiring day, they fell asleep as soon as they touched the pillows, and occasionally made a murmur or two in their sleep.Therefore, after Mr. Weasley suddenly rushed into their room and woke them up, the two were still in a half-asleep and ignorant state for a while, but they quickly noticed the change in the atmosphere in the air— — The non-stop laughter and singing have been replaced by screams and cries.

"What's going on?" Neville and Ron hurriedly put on their clothes, but before they could put on their coats, Mr. Weasley rushed in again. "There's no time, hurry up! Pick up your coat and leave here." Hearing this, Ron and Neville could only grab the wands under the pillow in a hurry and follow Mr. Weasley out of the tent.

By the bonfire that was still extinguished, they saw countless people running towards the forest in a hurry, as if something was chasing after them.Before Ron and Neville had time to see clearly what was making the strange noise from the other side of the wilderness, Mr. Weasley shouted and rushed towards the forest.Beside them were the Weasley brothers, Ginny and Hermione who also looked puzzled.

As the crowd moved, occasionally a flash of blinding green light shot out behind them, illuminating the entire venue and eliciting another round of screaming.Following Mr. Weasley numbly, several people looked back frequently. Suddenly, Ron saw a tent being set on fire, and the thick black smoke made his eyes widen.Looking in that direction anxiously, he frowned fiercely, and asked the people around him anxiously, "Are Harry and Draco alright?"

Hermione was also anxious, but although she frowned, she still said in a firm tone, "Don't worry, Mr. Malfoy won't let them have an accident." Obviously this was everyone's heartfelt voice, but they couldn't see them in safety There is inevitably some impetuousness in my heart.But at the same time, everyone knew in their hearts that it was extremely unrealistic to run back to find them when the scene was extremely chaotic.Not to mention whether they can be found, but in this messy scene, once they get separated, the consequences will be really worrying.

When they were about to reach the edge of the forest, Mr. Weasley stopped suddenly. Looking at the puzzled looks on the faces of the children, he said, "I have to help now, Charlie, Bill and Percy come with me, you guys Let's go to the forest, and I will look for you when it's over." With a hasty tone, after finishing speaking, Mr. Weasley only waited to take a deep look at them before leading Bill and the others in the direction they came from. up.

Hearing this, Fred immediately grabbed Ginny's hand and brought her to his side, and now they could only follow the crowd.Several people rushed into the crowd that was rushing towards the forest, and were squeezed around in the crowd.In this situation, Ron and Neville protected Hermione and walked forward, while the twins led Ginny gradually to the left. I can only get as close as possible to the twins.Suddenly, Hermione staggered and was almost knocked to the ground. Fortunately, Ron and Neville beside her hurriedly gave her a hand.But it was just this little episode, when the three of them raised their heads, they could no longer see Fred and the others.

"Damn it!" Ron pulled Hermione to his side to prevent her from falling again, but at this moment they couldn't find their way and were rushed to the edge of the flow.In desperation, the three of them could only follow a few people to the depths of the forest.

I don't know how far I walked, and gradually there were fewer and fewer people around me, and I didn't know which bush to hide in, but the three of them could only support each other and move on.Because there was still a scream from behind from time to time, which made them afraid to stop while they were uneasy.

Suddenly, a flash of red light flashed, and Hermione who was hit fell to the ground without a sound, making Ron, who was holding her, stagger.Neville hastily drew out his wand as the light illuminated the surroundings, but still could only watch Hermione fall down.Ron still couldn't believe it all happened so quickly, but he still pulled out his wand reflexively, picked up Hermione beside him and rushed towards a bush, while Neville ran behind a tree To conceal the figure.

"Who?" Neville yelled furiously. He really didn't expect that someone would sneak attack. In their opinion, it was too abrupt.

However, the only answer to him was to fall into the silent forest again.

Empty screams still came from a distance from time to time, and while it was creepy, it also showed the unusual silence around.Ron quietly raised his head and looked through the gap, but the darkness covered everything, and he couldn't see anything.

It was unrealistic to escape now, because the limp body in his arms, if Hermione was not still breathing, Ron would have thought she was dead.He had never been so scared before, and although he had encountered many extraordinary things because of Neville's relationship in the past two years, this was the first time that this happened.

Watching his friend fall in front of him, this feeling is really...

He wouldn't naively think that it was just an accident, but what should they do now?

Looking at the unconscious Hermione in his arms, Ron clenched his wand tightly.