Chapter 184 Sudden Attack
Seeing that defeat was inevitable, the Veela finally calmed down.
They gradually regained their beautiful appearance, and her face once again bloomed with an enchanting brilliance.
The leprechauns formed a giant clover, which slowly rotated above the stadium.
The Quidditch World Cup trophy gleamed golden under the lights.
The shape is just a bit ordinary, like an enlarged goblet.
But this moment carries the glory and joy of the Irish team members.
They raised their glasses together and enjoyed the audience's overwhelming praise and cheers.
The winners are remembered, while the losers can only exit in disgrace.
However, this comedic result of the game will be talked about by everyone for many years.
Hephis and his group slowly walked out of the competition venue along with the noisy crowd.
Hermione was still talking about the game excitedly, "The game was so exciting, I didn't know that a broomstick could fly so fast."
"The Irish team's coordination is so good that they don't need to pay attention to the position of their teammates. As long as the Quaffle is passed, their Chasers will definitely be there..."
Hermione seemed to have returned to her usual self and started talking non-stop.
Hephis held her hand and smiled lovingly.
Hermione is not a time traveler, and her soul age is not as old as his, which is nearly forty years old.
It’s better for the little girl to be a little naive.
He can take care of the rest.
As they returned along the lantern-lit passage, melodious singing and cheerful laughter were still heard in the night sky.
Hermione looked at Harry in confusion: "Hey, Harry, why are you......"
By now they were back at Malfoy's tent.
Hermione was surprised to see Harry following them back.
"Ah!" Harry finally reacted.
He slapped his forehead and looked around quickly, but there was no sign of the Weasley family.
He scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.
Hagrid laughed at the side and said, "I saw that you two were getting along quite happily, so I didn't remind you."
His face was filled with an auntie-like smile.
"how is this possible?"
"What a joke."
Draco and Harry retorted at the same time.
"Since we are back together, let's eat something together. I will ask An An to inform Mr. Weasley."
Hephis's eyes roamed between them.
"This..." Harry hesitated.
Hephis winked at Draco.
Draco was a little embarrassed, but he still mustered up the courage to speak.
"You missed dinner because you were watching the game! Let's eat something together. My mom cooks delicious food."
Harry looked at Draco in surprise. He never expected that Draco would take the initiative to keep him.
He couldn't refuse anymore and could only nod awkwardly.
Instead of eating in the tent, they chose to eat in the yard.
An An, Qi Qi and Duo Bi all joined in and quickly cooked delicious dishes.
Hagrid had picked up a two-foot-long skewer and was eating it while drinking.
His eyes slowly scanned each person sitting around him.
His gaze stayed on Hephis and Fulla the longest.
The corners of his eyes were a little wet.
This should be the happiest day he has had in more than sixty years.
It’s not because of the World Cup, it’s just because there are friends who think of him and are willing to accompany him.
Fulla was sitting next to Hagrid, and she also noticed that something was wrong with Hagrid.
She didn't say anything, just picked up the glass and clinked it with Hagrid's, and all the wine was in it.
It was Harry's first time eating barbecue, or rather, his first time eating barbecue on a skewer.
He followed Hefeth's example and took a skewer of grilled meat from the same plate.
As soon as he put the barbecue in his mouth, he instantly felt a flame exploding in his mouth.
His tears welled up in his eyes.
Harry endured the spiciness and swallowed the barbecue with difficulty, taking deep gulps of air and fanning his mouth with his hands.
Seeing this, Draco quickly handed the juice he had just taken a sip of to Harry.
Harry took the cup and drank it without hesitation.
Because he drank too quickly, he choked and coughed repeatedly.
Draco quickly patted Harry's back gently, with an imperceptible concern flashing in his eyes.
"Potter, you are really brave. You ate it without asking. It was Heffie's special one. It was made with devil chili powder. No one dared to eat it except him and Hagrid."
Draco said in a blaming tone.
When Harry recovered a little, he took the stick from Harry's hand and put it aside.
He pushed the plate of kebabs in front of him toward Harry.
"Eat this! It's not spicy." Draco said.
Harry was stunned for a moment, "Ahem... Thank you, Malfoy."
"You can call me Draco."
When Draco spoke, he didn't look at Harry, but deliberately raised his chin and looked to the other side.
Harry was a little surprised, but the impression Draco gave him during this period of time had indeed changed a lot.
He never refuses other people's kindness.
"Okay, Draco. You can call me Harry too."
Draco couldn't help but smile slightly when he heard this.
Both of them are seekers in their respective house teams, so naturally they love Quidditch very much.
So this time they didn't quarrel, but instead enthusiastically discussed the game that had just happened.
Especially when it comes to Seekers, their views are surprisingly consistent.
Neither of them had expected that they, who used to only mock each other when they met, would have so much common topic.
Snape normally doesn't drink alcohol.
Tonight he also picked up a glass of wine, which was rare, and took a sip occasionally.
From time to time, he would secretly glance at Fulla out of the corner of his eye.
The sounds of victory celebration outside continued.
It seems that the Irish will not stop their celebration easily.
Suddenly the singing stopped and the cheers and celebrations died down.
Instead, screams and the sounds of people running in panic spread into the courtyard.
Hephis snapped his fingers, and the huge bell condensed by the Iron Armor Spell protected the entire tent.
"Everyone take out your wands and stay here. I'll go up and take a look." He ordered directly.
Everyone present, except Draco and Harry, was still confused.
Others have already taken quick action.
They all drew their wands, and Hagrid picked up the large iron pot beside him.
Lucius grabbed Draco's shoulders and Snape pulled Harry by the collar and walked into the tent.
The rest of the people followed in.
"Be careful, Hephis," Hermione said worriedly.
"Don't worry, protect yourself." Hephis rubbed his little head.
Hermione tried to force a bright smile, turned around and followed the crowd into the tent.
