Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 249 Team Mascots - Leprechaun and Veela
Suddenly there was an extra hand, only exposed to the forearm. Obviously, it was cast with the Disillusionment Charm or the Invisibility Cloak. It slowly stretched towards Harry's position in the front row. When he retracted it again, it was obvious that there was an extra wand in his hand.

Invisibility cloaks are very rare in the world, but they are not particularly rare items on the black market. Hera has heard that a few people have shot them in Knockturn Alley.

"Oh, stupid Potter." Hera hugged her shoulders, but did not make a sound to remind her.That was Crouch's seat. Although he didn't know why the figure was hidden, it was obviously not some insignificant little person.

He had heard for a long time that Crouch was rigid and rigorous, unlike a normal human being, and even sent his son into Azkaban with his own hands. Hera didn't want to have anything to do with that lunatic, anyway, it was Harry's wand that was lost, not his.

Thinking of this, He stretched into his pocket and touched his wand to confirm that it was still in the pocket, and he was relieved, and then he never took his right hand out of his pocket again.

"Okay, without further ado, please allow me to introduce... the mascot of the Bulgarian national team."

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

"Vela?" Hera almost broke his glasses, but fortunately, he did not wear half-moon glasses like Dumbledore.

Hera had never seen such beautiful women before, not even Furong could compare to them.

Their skin was as bright and soft as the moon, and their hair was blowing behind their heads - even though there was no wind at all - and at that moment, the music started, and many people forgot to think about whether they were real - in fact, they couldn't think at all.

Hera shook her head with a chuckle, and tapped Penello's head lightly. This Veela is really scary. They just stood there without doing anything, and they already attracted everyone's attention, even women.

Penello wiped her saliva, recovered, and lowered her head in embarrassment, but in comparison, she was much better.

The other people in the box were far more exaggerated than her—probably only the Malfoy family could stay awake, and even Fudge was quite out of character.

The veela started dancing and everyone's minds went blank and there was a burst of ecstasy, as if nothing in the world mattered, as long as they could keep looking at the veela, because if they stopped dancing, something terrible would happen.
As the veela danced faster and faster, some crazy and unformed thoughts began to swirl in everyone's dizzy minds.They seem to want to jump from the box into the gymnasium—

Hera grabbed him directly. He was really worried about Harry's safety. God knows if he would jump out of the box if he had no brains. You know, this is the highest top box in the gymnasium. If you fall from here—even if he is a wizard—you will die.

Hera could see Harry blinking blankly, standing there with one leg propped against the wall of the box, and next to him, Ron remained motionless in a position as if he were about to dive off a diving board.

"Harry!" Hera said helplessly, why couldn't he stay awake?

Obviously it's just a Veela, but he and Fu Rong have had too many after-school tutoring, and he has never lost his composure like this before.

"Young people nowadays are really." Hera couldn't help sighing, which made Harry and Ron even more ashamed. They tore off the clover badges and decorations on their chests and hats in a trance, as if they had already stood in the Bulgarian team's camp - just because of Veela.

Mr. Weasley also smiled and leaned over, interrupting Harry and Ron.

"You'll need him later, after the Irish show is over," said Mr. Weasley. "You say so, Mr. Lestrange."

He was flattering, probably sorry for what had happened before, when he had treated Hera, Percy's savior, so rudely.This is simply unacceptable for a Weasley, but suffering from no chance, now is really a rare opportunity.

Arthur Weasley intended to have a good relationship with Hera, and the most important thing was to express his apology.

"I think Mr. Weasley is right." Hera said lightly, he didn't want to have anything to do with the poor Weasley family, let alone that guy Percy once thought of Penello.

Even if he can only spend the rest of his life in St. Mungo's Magical Injury Hospital.

The veela had retired to one side of the field, and Ludo Bagman's voice sounded like a bell, "Now, please raise your wand to the air to welcome the mascot of the Irish national team!"

Then, with a whoosh, a huge green and gold thing flew into the stadium like a big comet.It circled the stadium before splitting into two smaller comets, each heading towards a set of goalposts.Suddenly an arching rainbow appeared across the field, connecting the two large, shining balls.The crowd erupted in exclamations of "whoops, whoops," as if they were watching a fireworks display.

At this time, the rainbow disappeared, and the shining balls connected and blended with each other to form a huge, shining clover, which rose high into the air and began to hover over the stands.Something crackled and fell from above like golden raindrops—

Well, actually the one that fell was the Galleon.

Ron and Harry excitedly picked up the Galleon that fell on the seat, but Penello found that Hera was uncharacteristically not interested in Galleon.

"Hera, this."

"Oh, these are the leprechaun's magic gold coins. As soon as the time is up, they will disappear and have no value at all." Hera said in a low voice, and he was watching the excitement with his arms around his shoulders!
Harry and Ron were about to get under there, not only them, but also the people below the top box, they were cheering and fighting for it, and even Draco took a lot of Galleons and dragged them into his pocket, so angry that Lucius took his cane and hit him hard on the head.

"That's an Irish leprechaun!" Lucius yelled angrily, without the elegance and gentlemanliness of being a sacred 28 clan.

Draco withdrew his hand resentfully, obediently poured out all the Galleons in his pocket.

"Yes, that makes sense, Draco, we don't need to pick up those ridiculous gold coins like those poor relatives."

(End of this chapter)