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As Ludo's voice spread throughout the venue, the audience suddenly burst into cheers and applause.

Thousands of flags were waving at the same time, accompanied by the chaotic national anthem, and the scene was really lively.

Hermione held a game manual with a velvet cover in her hand. Hermione looked at the competition field in front of her expectantly.

"The book says there will be a performance by the team mascot before the game starts."

Xiaonan covered her mouth and chuckled, looking past Kyle and looking at Hermione,

“Do you know what the mascot of the Bulgarian national team is?”

Hermione gave her a confused look.

"Let me tell you quietly," although Xiaonan was speaking to Hermione, she was staring at Kyle with a smile on her face, "their team's mascot is a Veela."

Hearing Xiaonan's words, Hermione's eyes widened in disbelief, and then she began to stare at Kyle with an expression similar to Xiaonan's, as if she wanted to see some strange look on his face.

"What is a Veela?" Harry's voice full of curiosity came from behind.

He noticed that there were death gazes staring at him on both sides.

Kyle's face straightened.

"That's just an ordinary magical animal,

I gave one to Mr. Newt before."

After a pause,

Kyle added, "As a Christmas present."

His eyes avoided Hermione and Konan and drifted to Harry in the back seat, "If you want, I can give you one, or even ten or twenty."

"No, no," Harry refused quickly, "Thank you for your kindness."

Harry knew the little devil's urinary nature and knew that he had absolutely no good intentions when he said this, so he would not be fooled.

Because Kyle did not hide his voice at all when he spoke, even if the venue was noisy, Ron and Mr. Weasley next to him clearly heard what Kyle said.

Thinking of Veela's beauty, Ron swallowed quietly.

He really wanted to tell Harry, if you don't want it, you can just give it to me.

If he could have twenty Veela...

Well, then he probably won't be able to survive until the sun rises the next day and he will have already turned into a human being without a drop of bodily fluids.

Mr. Weasley also swallowed secretly, although his movements were very secretive.

But the sharp-eyed Mrs. Weasley still caught it.

A black hand immediately climbed onto the soft flesh of his waist,

Mr. Weasley's expression froze.

He turned his head stiffly and looked at Mrs. Weasley with a look that was three parts confused, three parts puzzled and four parts pitiful.

"Molly?"

Feeling the black hand on his waist slowly retracting, Mr. Weasley breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, without further ado," Ludo's voice echoed over the venue, "please allow me to introduce the mascot of the Bulgarian national team!"

On the right side of the stands was a neat bright red square formation, and loud cheers erupted at this moment.

As a hundred Veela slid towards the arena, Harry's eyes suddenly widened.

Are you telling me this is a magical animal?

Their skin is as bright and soft as the moon, and their hair is like a waterfall flying behind their heads...

Taking off his eyes and wiping them on his clothes, Harry impatiently put them back on.

But then he remembered that he still had a pair of telescopes.

Not caring about the blunder, Harry picked up the binoculars, revealing his old look.

However, no one noticed Harry's gaffe, because the people next to him also focused all their attention on the group of Veela.

The few people who were not bewitched by Veela didn't have time to care about him.

Kyle's eyes were covered by Hermione and Konan. The two bosses, Dumbledore and Grindelwald, were not interested in Veela at all.

As for Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Diggory, they were busy staring at their husbands with death stares.

As the music played, the Veela began to dance.

Harry's mind instantly went blank,

I just feel an extreme joy.

Some crazy, shapeless thoughts began to swirl in Harry's dizzy mind.

He suddenly wanted to do some crazy moves to attract the attention of those Veela.

It would be nice to jump from the box into the gymnasium.

Before he could put his thoughts into action, a light cough sounded in the box.

Grindelwald's voice was very soft, but it sounded like a loud bell to Harry.

In an instant, all the crazy thoughts in Harry's mind were driven out. He blinked blankly, wondering what he was going to do just now.

Recalling the crazy thoughts that had just occurred in his mind, Harry blushed instantly, but he recovered quickly.

After all, those thoughts only stayed in his mind, but Ron was different. At this time, Ron had rushed to the front of the box, put one leg on the fence in front of the box, and was about to jump down.

There were more than twenty people in the box, but Ron was the most responsive.

Everyone else stayed calmly in their seats and did not move.

In an instant, the Quidditch World Cup became the scene of Ron's social death.

Ron covered his face and returned to his seat dejectedly. Ron wished he could use a blasting spell to open a hole in the floor of the box and get in.

If he couldn't afford to pay for the floor, he would really do this.

"Ron," George's malicious voice floated over from the side, "you really should find a girlfriend."

Fred took George's words and stabbed a knife into Ron's weak heart, "If you have a girlfriend, you won't have such a big reaction just by seeing Veela dancing."

Since the entire audience in the venue was still immersed in the Veela dance at this time, the venue seemed very quiet except for the music accompanying the Veela dances.

George and Fred's words could basically be heard by the whole box.

There were so many bamboo shoots that these two people took all the bamboo shoots on the mountain.

"Pfft..." Ginny suddenly stopped. She was worried about maintaining the image of a lady in front of Harry. She tried hard to hold back her laughter, but failed in the end, "Hahahahaha..."

Ginny's laughter seemed to be contagious, and Percy, who had always been serious and rigid, also broke through.

Then came Kyle, Charlie, Bill... In the end, even Grindelwald and Dumbledore couldn't help laughing softly.

Ron's face turned red, and veins popped out on his forehead.

He wanted to stand up and refute the twin brothers' words, but after holding it in for a long time, he couldn't think of what words he should use to retort.

In the end, Mrs. Weasley, who was sitting directly behind the twin brothers, stood up and rewarded the two guys with a big head-flick, and finally relieved Ron...

It doesn't seem like it's a relief.

After all, Ron was still in a state of embarrassment.