HP Miss Paranoid and the Old Bat Professor

If you ask a little wizard what day he is most looking forward to, out of ten, he will say that it is the Quidditch World Cup.

The Quidditch World Cup is held every four years in a knockout format, this time, unfortunately, in England.The reason why I say it is unfortunate is because for the host country, this is really a painstaking preparation, from choosing a venue that is far away from Muggles, to casting a Muggle-proof spell on every inch of the venue, to preparing the door. Keys, and even arranging personnel to patrol and stand guard, all these will take at least a year and a half to be arranged by the local Ministry of Magic.And this is not a bargain between various countries, for example, who wants to have an extra high-class box, or who wants to bring a fire dragon into the venue privately.

These things An Nan heard Draco talk about in a mocking tone along the way, and the object of this ridicule was naturally the hard-working Mr. Weasley from the Ministry of Magic. After all, with Lucius' noble status, You only need to move your fingers to donate a little money, and you can both earn a good name and perform your duties.

When Severus and Lucius arrived, the Quidditch camp area was already overcrowded.The poor Muggle administrator of the camping station is already busy and a little dizzy. Either he is pestered by a weird old man with feathers on his head to teach him how to light a match, or he is pestered by an old man in a long robe with a pair of gold coins in his hand. I was stunned, thinking that this administrator, Mr., has never seen so many strange and weird psychopaths in his life.

People who come to see Quidditch can be roughly divided into three categories. The first category is loyal Quidditch fans, such as Harry and Ron. Boiling because of flexible braking, or being frustrated because of a defensive defeat of the Irish team; the other type probably belongs to Mr. Weasley, a patriot who is dedicated to cheering for his country and doesn't know much about Quidditch. But I just want my country to win; there is another type of people, like An Nan, who come to watch the fun, for example, they are curious to see those little wizards who are fascinated by the appearance of Veela , Another example is to watch the goblins of the Irish team face off against the Veela of the Bulgarian team, or to be surprised to see the angry Veela slap the referee.

The Quidditch game ended with Krum catching the Golden Snitch, but unfortunately lost to the Irish team.It was almost evening when An Nan and Severus returned to their tent. Their tent was at the back of the campsite, close to a relatively secluded place in the woods, and there was a stream not far away. The exclusive seat reserved for themselves by the wizarding and noble families at least ensured that they would not be disturbed by those deafening celebration sounds at night so that they could not sleep.

It was night, An Nan and Severus were sleeping peacefully in their tent, when they were suddenly awakened by the noise and fire not far away.Severus signaled Annan to stay on the bed and not move with his eyes, but he drew out his wand and walked quickly to the door of the tent.

"It's the Death Eaters, they're making trouble," Severus said decisively, and he walked quickly to the little girl, quickly packing up the two things.

"We'd better get out of here quickly." Severus took Annan into his arms and activated the Portkey he carried with him, "Annan, hold me tight and close your eyes"

After a few seconds of dizziness, An Nan and Severus returned to their manor safely.

'Sev, why are the Death Eaters making trouble all of a sudden? An Nan asked softly, lying on Severus' chest.

'Someone fired a Voldemort's mark in the sky' Severus' tone was unrecognizable, his brows were furrowed, thinking about it.

Then came back to his senses, raised his hand and gently rubbed the top of An Nan's head,

'Don't worry, I'll protect you' Severus said firmly with a gentle smile.

An Nan lifted her body and nodded vigorously. She put her hands on Severus' neck, showing a sweet smile,

'I believe in you, I always have believed'

(I believe in you, like I always do)