"What is that? It seems to be a patron saint?"

"Yes, but why does the Patronus look like that? Is that a three-headed dog?"

"It turns out that the legend is true. A powerful wizard whose patron saint is a three-headed dog appeared in the British magic world!"

There was a flood of voices in the stadium, talking about the two alien patron saints who appeared in the top box.

"Look, doggy!" a little girl yelled, noticing the Patronus' transformation. More and more people have noticed the changes in the Patronuses: they are moving closer to each other, and there is a big stream of silver steam coming out of them. The steam was intertwined, and the two patron saints also merged together, forming a silver vortex above the stadium, making the stadium that was originally in darkness feel like daylight.

The halo from the vortex warmed those on the court, like taking a swig of butterbeer by a crackling fireplace.

The halo gradually dimmed, and a three-headed dog about the size of a calf appeared in front of everyone, with a layer of silver flames burning on its surface.

Anyone who sees this three-headed dog patron saint will be shocked by its image: beautiful, powerful, heroic... Chi seems to be a collection of all the virtues in the world.

After taking shape, the three heads of the three-headed dog looked around for a while, but there was no sign of the dementor at all. It turned to look at Tom and Hermione in confusion, and its six longan-sized eyes were full of confusion.

"Go." Tom waved his hand to signal it to gallop around the field. The three-headed dog who received the order shook its tail and ran around the field.

The audience erupted into cheers, and many witches ran to the front of the box, reaching out their hands and trying to caress this beautiful patron saint. Of course, Tom couldn't follow their wishes, and let the three-headed dog keep a close distance from them, so that their hands were empty, and only a little bit of starlight fell on their hands.

The flames from the three-headed dogs fell into their hands and merged into their bodies, bringing a burst of sweet warmth. The stadium that could accommodate 100,000 people was huge, and the Patronus summoned by Tom and Hermione became less solid after going around the stadium for a week, and became translucent like a ghost.

"Thank you, thank you for your hard work." Tom lightly stroked the dog's head in the middle, and the three-headed dog barked happily, and then disappeared completely after wagging its tail at him.

The stadium lights were turned on again, and the audience gave their applause without hesitation.

"Thank you very much." Burns was very satisfied, she thought this opening was really great. Although the British team missed the final, this opening was enough to earn back all the face. Bulgaria's Minister of Magic, Mr. Obalonsk, took the initiative to shake hands with Tom and Hermione to show his respect.

He was just an ordinary minister of magic, and the young man in front of him was the only owner of the three-headed dog patron saint in wizarding history.

The two ministers and their entourage returned to their boxes, where Ludo Bagman was waiting for Burns to announce the start.

The box returned to calm, but everyone still couldn't help casting curious eyes on Tom and Hermione sitting next to him

Hibiscus is like everyone else. She was amazed by the three-headed dog summoned by Tom and Hermione. After a brief absence, she carefully looked at the boy named Tom Yodle.

There is one thing to say, Tom's appearance is still qualified, looks very handsome, coupled with the self-confidence from the heart, it is easy to win the favor of others. If it weren't for the phrase "hybrid Veela", Fu Rong's first impression of him would definitely not be bad.

As for now? Fleur decided to forgive him for his unintentional mistake! Well, little boy, it's understandable to want to explain his gaffe in front of his girlfriend.

When Fleur "pardoned" Tom's faux pas in her heart, Madame Maxime, who was sitting next to her, folded her arms and placed them on her lower abdomen. Fu Rong knew that her principal's gesture meant that she had something to say.

"That boy is a student of Hogwarts." She said softly.

Furong's eyes suddenly became deep, and Madam Maxim's words made her realize something

"Yes, that match. If he can participate, he will be a strong opponent." Madame Maxime nodded slightly. Fu Rong felt that a huge stone was pressed against her heart. Can that kind of patron saint really be summoned by a school student? What is the chance of winning against this kind of wizard?

As Madame Maxime's favorite student, Fleur Delacour had learned about the resumption of the Triwizard Tournament as early as the end of last semester. In fact, although the choice of the warrior is uncertain, Mrs. Maxim has already had her own candidate in her heart, and she has made some preparations—such as disclosing the news of the Triwizard Tournament to Fleur in advance, and several others. students who are likely to be selected.

However, Madam Maxim's next words made her feel relieved.

"It's a good thing we discussed adding an age limit to the candidates for the Warriors. That kid can't be seventeen years old...I will contact Albus Dumbledore and Karkaroff as soon as possible to confirm this It's settled—you're going to be seventeen this September, aren't you?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"That's fine, sometimes being too young isn't a good thing, is it?"

Madam Maxim stopped talking and watched the match with Fleur.

Not only the audience, but even the players who are about to participate in the competition are also attracted by this patron saint.

"Hey, Viktor, did you see the patron saint just now? Tai One" the Bulgarian Chaser poked Viktor Krum who was standing beside him.

Krum was dark and thin, with bushy eyebrows and a large hooked nose that made him look nothing like an eighteen-year-old student. Hearing what his teammates said, he felt unwell for no reason.

"Ivanova, if I were you, I would focus on the upcoming game." Krum interrupted him forcefully. Krum is trying to restrain his inner dissatisfaction, so that he will not say more excessive words. He is very pessimistic about the next game. Krum is very clear that the Bulgarian team can get to this position, relying on his wonderful performances again and again, his teammates are actually not the opponents of the Irish team.

Why are you in the mood to watch the Patronus? The decisive battle is about to begin! Krum really wants to grab Ivanova by the collar and question him carefully—Krum really finds it incredible.

But he did nothing.

Klum, who is only eighteen years old, is already a very mature athlete. He understands that although Quidditch has strong personal heroism, it is still a team sport in the final analysis, and he should not say something that is not conducive to team harmony.

At this time, it's really cool to talk about your teammates, and don't even think about winning the next game.

He tried his best to adjust his inner emotions, and said to Ivanova in as gentle a tone as possible: "But the three-headed dog patron saint is indeed very rare.'

"Yes, yes!" Ivanova didn't appreciate it, and continued to chatter in Krum's ear.

Crumb:

The two ministers who returned to the minister's box did not pay attention to the opening ceremony. Obalonsk said sincerely to Burns: "I envy you from the bottom of my heart, not only Dumbledore, but also such an excellent new generation of wizards. But we also have Krum, who is still in school! "

Minister Burns just smiled and didn't reply. In her opinion, this is really normal! The strength of the British wizarding world is different from the British Muggle government. The Muggle government has long since fallen from its position as the world's hegemon, and the British wizarding world is still the core of the wizarding world.

As for comparing a Seeker with Tom, she even scoffed: Can a Seeker run faster than other wizards when they encounter a dementor? Wait until Krum is put into a chocolate frog card. Blow it!

Ludo Bagman rushed into the box just right, and asked with a red face: "Minister, can we start?" "Of course." Burns responded gracefully

Bagman returned the salute with some exaggeration, and then used the amplification spell on himself, so that his voice could be heard by the audience. "Ladies and gentlemen, the 422nd Quidditch World Cup has begun!"

Under Bagman's command, the opening ceremony proceeded in an orderly manner.

.Please allow me to introduce the mascot of the Bulgarian national team!"

Tom looked down, his face changed drastically.

"Mr. Granger, please close your eyes and plug your ears immediately!" Tom said, and activated Occlumency at the same time.

While Tom was trying to clear his mind, a hundred veela had already slid onto the field, dancing the most beautiful dance in the world.

In the veela dance, all the men lost themselves. There may be exceptions, such as Mr. Granger who covered his ears and closed his eyes in time after being reminded by Tom, such as Tom who used Occlumency.

Tom saw that Harry in the next box had put his legs on the partition wall of the box, and beside him, Ron was in a posture about to dive. Hermione noticed the restless hormones in the arena, and she glanced at Tom nervously, but she didn't expect Tom to look quite normal.

She secretly gave Tom a thumbs up in her heart, and decided to reward him after the game.

Tom is not the only one who is calm. No matter how powerful the veela's charm ability is, it is difficult to throw a hundred thousand wizards into chaos at once. Charm magic has been weakened too much in the process of transmission, and most adult wizards with high mana can control their emotions very well, and do not do things that are degrading. Those who got out of control were mostly wizards who had just grown up and underage wizards.

After the Veevas left, Hermione smacked her lips loudly and took Pop's hands away from her ears.

At this time, the mascots of Ireland also appeared.

The Irish Leprechauns threw handfuls of gold coins into the night sky, sending the whole stadium into a frenzy again. While cheering, the people scrambled wildly to pick up the gold coins under the seats.

The giant clover formed by the leprechauns disappeared, and the game officially started with the order of the referee.

"Ireland won!" Bagman yelled blankly. "Krum caught the Snitch, but Ireland won for a - God!"

There was so much noise in the arena that it felt like dozens of jet planes were taking off and landing here.

The two teams have just experienced a short and intense contest. Both Seekers have blood on their bodies: Lin Qi fell to the ground and Crum was hit by the Irish batsman with a Quaffle. face.

In the end, Krum caught the Snitch with injuries.

Tom admitted that it was the best Quidditch match he'd ever seen, with Hermione screaming non-stop during the match.

After the game, Hermione leaned forward and looked at Krum who was taken away by the on-field doctor, "He's really brave, isn't he? He looks really messed up."

"His team failed, but he was a winner." Tom also had to admit that Krum played really beautifully in this game.

Although the defeat is glorious, this word is really appropriate to describe Krum. He managed to save Bulgaria a little bit of face - 160:170, very close defeat, looks okay.

If the Snitch is caught by the Irish team, the score will be 10:320

After the game, the Quidditch World Cup will be sent to the box on the top floor, and the two teams walked into the box together to shake hands with the two ministers of magic. Immediately afterwards, under the witness of the Ministers of Magic of the two countries, seven members of the Irish team lifted the trophy together.

So far, this game is over, and this grand event in the magic world seems to be over. The audience left the stadium while talking about the game just now.

"We will meet again." Before leaving, Madam Maxim suddenly turned her head and said to Tom in English with a French accent.

"It would be my pleasure," Tom responded in French.

Madam Maxim raised her eyebrows, and left with her students~lightnovelpub.net~ Tom also returned to the camp after a long wait, and returned to the tent of the Weasley family.

On the way, they met up with the Weasleys again, and Mr. Weasley was begging Fred and George not to tell their mother about their gambling money.

The camp after the game has been enveloped in a carnival atmosphere, full of laughter and carnival crowds, Irish leprechauns are flying through the night sky, waving lanterns in their hands, adding a fire to the carnival people .

Carnival people don't know what will happen in a few hours.

A man with a hood covering his face was standing deep in the woods, staring at the tent on the edge of the woods: Harry Potter was in that tent,

In one of the most ornate tents, a group of wizards were drinking and drinking, and they were all drunk. If someone came in, they would be surprised: the people staying in this tent are all respectable people in the wizarding world!

And this group of decent people, the topic of chatting is not decent at all...

4,000-word chapter, two in one! Goo (makes a confident voice)