A Quidditch World Cup Break During the Ads

The thought of adopting a Veela flashed through William's mind, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

Because Hermione was squinting at him, staring at him with an inscrutable expression.

William strongly suspects that Hermione, while studying curses and having extra time to spare, also secretly learned Legilimency.

Otherwise, why would he always feel that Hermione knew what innocent things were going through his naive little mind?

Qiu also glanced at Cedric.

Having anticipated this, he immediately started to cause trouble, waving his fists and angrily saying:

"What's going on! I want to see the Leprechaun! What's so interesting about Veela! Get down here right now!!"

William: "..."

Cedric... you're doing it again?

Yesterday, who was it that held his hand and said... "I'm most looking forward to the Veela performance. How dare the Scotland National Team field such an ugly creature like the Leprechaun?"

They deserved to lose the final!

Now you're showing this exaggerated, pretentious face again?

Is the power of a simp really that strong?

Professor Dumbledore... compared to the power of "love" you mentioned, which is stronger?

William was very curious.

Overall, everyone in the private room behaved normally, but the other private rooms were not so good.

Harry, Ron, and Malfoy had already rushed over and were standing right on the windowsill.

Harry opened his arms, as if to embrace Veela, to be a free little bird.

Ron ripped the green clover off his hat and put it in his mouth, chewing it vigorously.

Malfoy hummed, gently lifting Harry's bangs and stroking his lightning bolt scar.

Snape saw the three of them through the huge window.

He sneered.

Back in the day, James Potter always had this lecherous look on his face whenever he saw Lily.

He'd always wanted to gouge out James's eyes and use them as stomps.

Now it's the same for Harry.

They are indeed beasts of the same ilk.

That's an insult to those beautiful green eyes.

Snape really wanted to go over there, kick Harry, and send him to meet his Death.

Sigh, I should have just gouged out my eyes and kept them for myself.

The stadium was filled with angry roars. People didn't want Veela to leave.

But the Veela are particularly experienced in dealing with this situation.

Their faces suddenly elongated, transforming into sharp, beaked bird heads, with a pair of scale-covered wings sprouting from their shoulders.

This strange appearance could terrify any male wizard with improper thoughts, leaving him paralyzed and unable to stand up.

Hmm... standing in every sense of the word.

Seeing Veela's appearance, Hermione seemed very happy, her bright eyes crinkling into crescent moons as she smiled.

She leaned close to William's ear and whispered with a sweet, fragrant breath:

"Isn't Veela quite cute like this?"

Hey Hermione... are you serious, or are you being sarcastic?

William, unwavering in his stance, stated directly:

"Not as cute as you."

She gave a soft hum, and gently bit his earlobe, saying:

"Good to know!"

Iris had been staring at William for a long time, and now, seeing this scene, she felt the jealousy of an old father seeing his daughter bring her damned boyfriend to his door looking for a beating, and then flaunting their affection in front of him.

Oh shit,

My daughter is only a month shy of fifteen, how could you, you little bastard, do such a thing!

"Hey, they're still kids." Roy grinned from ear to ear, but had to pretend to be nonchalant.

"Calm down, I'll teach William a lesson when I get back."

Very good,

William finally managed to bring his best friend's daughter back by force.

But that won't do... You need to be bolder... After all, the legal marriage age in the United Kingdom is only sixteen.

Soon, Ireland's mascot appeared.

Something green and gold flew into the stadium, like a giant comet.

It flew around the building once, then split into two smaller comets, each heading towards a set of goalposts.

Suddenly, an arched rainbow appeared across the stadium, connecting the two gleaming spheres.

The rainbow slowly faded away, and the shimmering spheres connected and merged, forming a giant, dazzling clover.

Those clover leaves are actually made up of countless little people wearing red vests and sporting mustaches.

Each little figure carries a small golden or green lamp.

Then came the sound of beeping... and something Winky fell from the sky.

Those are gold coins made by Leprechaun!

Suddenly, it seemed as if a golden rain was falling from the sky.

Countless wizards bent down and picked up the gold coins, many of whom mistook them for real Galleon.

Little did they know, the Leprechaun's gold coins would disappear after only a few hours.

"Here you go!" Ron exclaimed happily as he picked up a large handful of gold coins and stuffed them into Harry's hand.

"Here's your Omnioculars back! Now you have to buy me a Christmas present, haha!"

Draco casually stepped on a few of them, intending to pick them up later.

Recently, Dad lost a lot of money gambling, so he cut off his allowance.

Without money, how could he buy items from Akali's Mystery Shop and maintain his high-class image?

What's the point of life if you don't maintain a certain level of sophistication?

The giant clover vanished, Leprechaun slowly descended to the opposite side of the Veela in the arena, sat down cross-legged, and prepared to watch the match.

However, a disturbance broke out on the field. Everyone was shouting:

England!

England!

England!

At first it was only a small area, but the word "England" spread rapidly throughout the stadium, like a cult.

All the wizards joined in the jeer.

"What are they shouting, William?" Hermione asked curiously. "Wasn't England team eliminated in the group stage?"

"They're waiting for England team's revival match on August 32nd," William said quietly.

"Whoever wins Ireland and Bulgaria will be qualified to challenge the real dead... England team!"

"..."

Professor McGonagall glanced sideways at William, thinking, "Why did he have to learn Snape's sarcastic and unsettling manner?"

After a while of cheering, the crowd gradually quieted down. However, neither the Ireland nor the Bulgaria team showed up.

People were discussing it animatedly.

Are they really going to hold a revival match for England?

Or were the Ireland and Bulgaria players assassinated by other fans?

Does that mean United States Team... has a chance to take the championship?

You lousy quarterfinalist... what position are you going to fill?

So the fans started fighting again.

"What's going on, Minister Fudge?"

Inside the private room, the Bulgaria Demon King Minister asked.

"You can speak English!" Fudge said, his tone extremely annoyed. "But you've made me spend all day just gesturing!"

"Hey, that's really fun!" The Bulgaria minister shrugged. "So, what exactly happened?"

"Death Eaters are attacking the stadium tonight!" Fudge blurted out in annoyance.

Everyone gasped.

Especially Malfoy.

Ludo didn't continue explaining; he was one of the few who knew the reason.

Fudge and William had a deal; Fudge sold William a period of time after the mascot's performance ended for an exorbitant price.

It's time to give up; Akali's Mystery Shop is about to put on a show.

That's right, interrupting the broadcast with the Quidditch World Cup... it's perfectly reasonable.

What position could be more prestigious than this?!

William walked to the window, drew his wand, pointed to his throat, and said, "Sonorus!"

Then, his voice echoed above the audience, resounding loudly to every corner of the stands.

Everyone fell silent, and many familiar wizards recognized the voice.

"This Quidditch World Cup is exclusively sponsored by Akali's Mystery Shop!"

William was obviously talking nonsense; they weren't even an exclusive sponsor, so how could they have a naming rights sponsorship?

But bragging isn't illegal. Everyone thought that Akali's name was enough.

The once cloudless, clear sky suddenly became stormy, and brilliant flames shot out from William's wand, tracing an ethereal path.

The flames exploded in mid-air, forming a beautiful image of a witch riding a broom.

Exclamations of "Wow!" erupted from the crowd, as if they were watching a fireworks display.

These flames were alive; they began to Transfiguration, turning into a large herd of beasts made of fire.

The Basilisk, the Chimaera, and the fire dragon rose up, fell down, and rose up again, flying towards the crowd.

Everyone looked at each other, dumbfounded.

Someone was stunned into silence as they discovered the truth. It turned out that the flames were— Fiendfyre.

Fantastic Beasts made of various flames swept across the sky, their claws, tentacles, and tails slapping and thrashing, while waves of heat cascaded down like walls.

They swam and rolled away so fast it was dazzling.

When everyone was terrified and wanted to escape, they all looked towards the other side of the sky.

A witch rode straight towards them on a flying broomstick!

Anne and Gabrielle, wearing robes bearing the Akali's Mystery Shop logo, sat side by side on Firebolt.

Behind them followed a row of House-elf, all dressed in yellow uniforms and wearing bamboo dragonflies on their heads.

Led by Anne and Gabrielle, the group came from east to west, then circled around in a large arc and surprisingly entered the Fiendfyre.

But they were completely unharmed, as if they were gods descended from heaven.

In an instant, wherever the flying broom swept past, a large number of leaflets fell from the sky.

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