Same as Muggle sports.
It is also popular in the wizarding world to find mascots for their Quidditch teams recently.
It's just that what's better than Muggles is that the mascots of the wizarding world are all real.
Just like the Irish team playing at the moment.
Their mascot is a local specialty, the Irish Leprechaun.
These six-inch little guys love to play tricks, but nothing hurtful.
It's also worth mentioning that they are extremely fond of making their own gold coins which only last a few hours.
The gold coins used by Ludo Bagman to scam people, most of them he gets from these leprechauns.
Right now there were countless leprechauns flying in the middle of the stadium throwing gold coins at the people in the stands.
Then they lit up in formation making a giant Irish team flag.
"WOW~"
The shouts and cheers of 100,000 people instantly filled the stadium.
Then the Ireland players swoop down from the sky on Firebolts.
A part of the stadium suddenly became a projection device similar to a LED screen.
The appearance of every team member appeared on the big screen at this moment one after another.
Ludo Bagman is the commentator for this session and he passionately introduced the past record of the Irish team.
But the surrounding audience obviously didn't pay much attention to it.
Especially male viewers.
They started to vent their dissatisfaction by shouting. Urging Bagman to hurry up and introduce the next team.
Hermione couldn't understand the crazy behavior of the crowd around her.
"Honey, what's the matter with them? Is there any big star coming next?"
Cho couldn't help laughing after hearing her words. Clearly, she already knew what was coming.
Seeing Lucas smile without saying a word, Hermione looked back at Cho and Ginny.
Once she learned from the two women what Bulgaria's mascot is, she looked around with disgust in her eyes.
"Hmph, men are such simple minded creatures."
Her remarks were strongly supported by Ginny.
And the three of them also looked at Lucas in the seat beside them
Silently enduring their scrutinized gaze, Lucas displeasedly turned to look around the box.
In their box are some leaders of various countries' Ministry of Magic.
And others are people belonging to respectable pure-blood families, so everyone is behaving very politely.
Naturally, they won't act like other men around the stadium who are behaving like stupid baboons.
But Lucas seemed to forget one thing.
There is a family in this box, although they are also pure blood, but as Malfoy would say, they are not the right sort.
Ron was holding an omniocular that was bought by Harry for him, which has focusing and magnifying functions and let him clearly see the old man picking his nose on the other side of the stadium.
"This omniocular is really amazing, it actually has slow motion and playback functions."
It was very interesting for Ron to watch the old man pick his booger repeatedly.
"Harry, do you know what the two treasures of the Bulgarian team are?"
Harry, who was waiting for the game to start, shook his head.
Ron proudly said: "The first is their Seeker, Viktor Krum."
"He is currently the fastest Seeker in the world, no one can find the Golden Snitch faster than him."
Harry showed a longing expression, he also hopes to become a professional Quidditch player some day.
"And what about the second one?"
There was a trace of obsession on Ron's face: "The second one is their team's mascots, Veela!"
"Veela?"
Without waiting for Harry to ask what a veela is, a group of stunning girls appeared on the field.
These girls all have long silver hair, and their skin is as bright and soft as the moon.
Their every move was all fascinating making the male spectators in the stadium go into a frenzy.
They stood by the fence of the box, waving their hands, and shouted at the Veelas loudly in hopes to get the attention of these charming women.
The female population in the audience were very unhappy. Especially seeing the performance of their husbands, boyfriends and even their sons.
It made them look at the Veelas with extreme hatred and hidden jealousy.
In the upper-class box, although some people also fell into the charm of the Veelas.
But at least these people were still in perfect control of their behavior.
Like Percy Weasley, although his face was flushed, at least his butt was still on his seat.
Lucas looked helplessly at Arthur Weasley, Ron Weasley and Harry beside the railing.
The three of them seemed to have fallen into the temptation of Veela completely.
Harry even stepped over the railing with one leg, and was about to jump from the box onto the field.
And his friend Ron wasn't much better either, he was standing on the railing at this time, and seemed to be doing warm-up exercises.
It seemed that he planned to jump directly from the box.
The three shouted wildly at the Veela.
From time to time, they would put their fingers in their mouth to whistle loudly.
They looked like baboons in heat!
The poor Ginny lowered her head and looked at Lucas with pleading eyes.
Lucas pointed to his lips and she nodded with a reddish face.
The moment she nodded, a burst of magic hit Arthur Weasley in an instant.
He shuddered and immediately afterwards, he woke up from the Veelas allure.
"Ron? Harry? You are in danger!"
Mr. Weasley scolded the two children next to him harshly, but he was not at all surprised why he left his seat.
With the help of Mr. Weasley, Harry and Ron also broke away from the allure.
Realizing what he just did, Harry's face turned completely red and silently retracted the leg that was stepping over the railing.
At this time, a chuckle came from behind, making Harry and Ron turn their heads to look and discover that everyone in the box was looking at them with weird eyes.
This also included Lucas and Draco.
Harry and Ron absolutely did not want to embarrass themselves in front of these two.
"Weasley, you looked like a monkey just now."
Sure enough, a Malfoy would not let go of any opportunity to taunt a Weasley.
Ron glared at him, but just when he was about to retort, he was dragged back to his seat by his father.
These are all department heads of the Ministry of Magic around them.
Arguing in front of them, Arthur Weasley couldn't imagine what the consequences would be.
It didn't take long for the three of them to sit back in their seats.
Unexpectedly, the Veelas in the stadium flew to their box.
If this happened, it's all because of Lucas' elf presence.
Seeing the veela advancing towards Lucas in the front row, Harry and Ron were both jealous and gloating, expecting him to embarrass himself as well.
They had just tasted the powerful allure of the Veelas, and that's when they were still far away.
The Veela were now so close to Lucas, so he might also become as crazy as they were.
No, he might become even crazier than them.
Harry and Ron exchanged glances and guessed they were thinking the same.
The two looked at each other and smiled, and hurriedly turned their gazes to the front row.
"Hello, handsome Mr. Wizard!"
Seeing the leading Veela strike up a conversation with their boyfriend, Hermione and the others' expressions looked very ugly.
"Go away!"
Lucas frowned and snapped.
At the same time, there was a gleam of red light in his eyes.
The snake's vertical pupils flashed past at an extremely fast speed and the veela were shocked.
Their features turned avian, looking similar to harpies and escaped from the box.
The surrounding male audience felt sorry for Lucas' incomprehensible actions, not understanding how he could treat the Veelas in such a way.
But Hermione and the others were very satisfied with Lucas' performance.
The finals soon started.
For Lucas who already knew the result, this game is not as fun as watching that house-elf Winky.
The game has been going on for a long time, but Barty Crouch never showed up.
Certainly, it is impossible for him to come to the game.
The elf taking the seat is just a cover, because he did all this to get his son to come to watch the game.
Who would have thought.
Barty Crouch, known for his stone heart, would actually save his son from Azkaban at the request of his dying wife.
"Honey, who do you think will win in the end?"
Seeing that the three women were all staring at him, Lucas said firmly, "Ireland, but Krum will catch the Snitch."
"How can it be?!"
Hermione couldn't believe it, even if she doesn't like Quidditch very much, everyone knows how uncommon it is to lose a game on the premise of catching the Gold Snitch.
Lucas shrugged: "I also know that their final score is going to be 170 to 160, and the Irish team wins."
Hearing his increasingly outrageous words, the girls shook their heads and continued to look at the game.
As the minutes went by, their expressions became more and more strange.
Until the end of the game, looking at Krum's proud expression holding up the Golden Snitch. They looked at the score on the scoreboard again.
The three immediately looked back at their boyfriend.
Hermione even lowered her voice and asked, "Honey, you didn't do something wrong, did you?"
"What are you talking about? Have you forgotten, I have a talent for divination!"
All unreasonable things are pushed to divination, and the prophecy is accurate.
The girls showed stunned expressions, but the tense expression of Hermione also relaxed.
With the end of the game, the audience left the stadium one after another and returned to their camps.
Everyone was talking about this bizarre game.
But for the fans of the Irish team, there is bound to be a carnival tonight.
They all danced and sang in the camp, celebrating their team winning the World Cup.
Lucas returned to the tent with the three girls.
Seeing the carnival atmosphere outside gradually getting stronger, his brows did not relax at all.
Not long after.
The four of them were in the tent enjoying supper, but hearinging the screams and laughter outside, Lucas knew the Death Eaters' party was starting.
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