Chapter 320： mascot

His voice echoed above the audience's heads and spread loudly to every corner of the stands.

"Ladies and gentlemen ... welcome to you! Welcome to the 422th Quidditch World Cup!"

The audience burst into cheers and applause.

There was a green wave in the stands, which was an audience supporting the Irish team.

They wore green shamrock hats.

The little wizards who supported Ireland, such as Ron and Seymour, also traded these straw hats from some wizards, and happily put it on their heads.

Even bigger than this green wave is the sea of ​​red and white roses.

Many little witches joined the support team in England because they put a rose in their hair and they look more beautiful.

This day is simply a Hogwarts carnival.

The little wizards dressed up in attendance, and their emotions were even hotter than the summer sun.

Penello was extremely gorgeously dressed, wearing a purple tube top skirt, long blond curly hair curled up, and inserted a red rose in the bun. Hermione wore a white hollow knee-length lady's skirt, and her original fluffy curly hair draped softly behind her. Behind the ear, Hermione plugged a pink rose. Penello leaned against the fence and looked at Hermione in the sun with a cold face. Hermione seemed to feel her gaze, looked up, and just met Penello's gaze that hadn't had time to retract. Penello smiled slightly ironically and raised his eyebrows lightly. "We all look good!" Hermione looked sideways into Penello's eyes, trying to understand the emotions in her words. Her heart was very puzzled. Why did Penello feel much more confident than before in the past two days?

At this moment, Luna walked past the side, and all the places she passed caused a giggle.

Without him, the other little witches only inserted a rose, and Luna's head was stacked with big and small roses, like a wave of roses.

Her dress is different from the girls on the field, full of rich 16th century English royal style.

The wide skirt obscured her tightly, and large pieces of lace at the collar echoed the roses on her head.

Such Luna is exceptional among the little witches in summer cool skirts.

Luna doesn't care about people's laughter.

She took out a pair of colorful demon glasses, put it on her head, and patted the air with both hands, as if driving away the invisible big moth.

Hermione looked at Luna like this, surprised to forget to counter Penello, and Penello's eyes were also attracted to Luna, the two looked at each other.

"Now," Ludo Bagman's voice sounded like a Hong Zhong, "please raise your wand into the air ... welcome the Irish national team's mascot!"

"That's it?" Penello looked at the field in surprise.

"Flashing ball!"

"Spherical fireworks."

An exclamation of "oops" burst out of the crowd, guessing what kind of creature it was.

A huge, dazzling shamrock rose high into the air and began to hover above the grandstand.

Something crashed down from above, like a golden raindrop--

It's actually a gold coin!

While cheering, people are still scrambling for scramble or getting under the seat to pick up gold coins.

Hermione narrowed her eyes and carefully observed the clover, and found that it was actually composed of countless little men wearing red vests and mustaches.

"It's the Irish dwarf!" Hermione said in cheers.

The huge clover vanished, and the little dwarfs slowly fell to the reserved seats on the field and sat cross-legged.

"I don't know what would be more wonderful than gold coins!" Ron smiled as he held a handful of gold coins.

"Of course, there is nothing better than the Irish mascot!" Seymour stuffed the gold coin into his pocket with satisfaction.

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

The sea of ​​roses immediately burst into loud cheers.

"I don't know what they brought." Simon said, leaning out of his seat.

"Ah!" He widened his eyes sharply. "What is that?"

A group of creatures he had never seen fluttered their wings neatly and flew into the field.

"If Hagrid can get them, the Conservation Magical Biology course will be the most popular course in the school."

Seymour's eyes were fixed on the field without blinking.

Ron nodded again and again, agreeing.

At this moment, the creatures in the field possess the head of the woman and the body of the bird.

They stretch their wings in the air and change their formation.

"They are forming words?" Simon asked suspiciously.

"What did you write?" Ron stared at their performance without blinking, trying to distinguish the words they spelled out.

"England will win!" Simone snorted and touched the four-leaf clover.

In all fairness, their performances are indeed good.

Sometimes dive, sometimes rise.

Or one high and one low, one static, one left and one right.

Or join together, look at each other, and intersect.

The wide, long ribbons on the wings suddenly resemble Changhong ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If it comes back to the cloud again, it is unpredictable, and fully demonstrates their superb flying and dancing skills.

"Is it just that?" Simone shrugged disdainfully.

"It's enough to just look at their faces and upper body, isn't it?" Ron reached into his pocket and slammed the gold coins. Nomad nodded and had to admit that they were beautiful and the facial features combined looked better than most girls at Hogwarts. At this moment, the music rang, and Simone no longer considered whether the girls at Hogwarts were more beautiful or the creatures were better-in fact, he could not think about anything. There was only that ethereal and beautiful song in his heart, which was extremely sweet, and he just wanted to get closer to them, closer, closer ... Ron beside him was even more embarrassed, and he ripped off his coat and made Out of the swimming position, his arms swayed quickly. Penello watched these people doing strange movements with his arms, and thought it was more interesting than the performance of those creatures. At this moment, the music rang, and Simone no longer considered whether the girls at Hogwarts were more beautiful or the creatures were better-in fact, he could not think about anything. Hermione heard the music, and she clapped her hands and said: "It is Siren."

Penello looked at Hermione suspiciously. After Luna, was she crazy?

Hermione clearly saw Penello ’s doubts and explained: “Siren is a sea monster with a human face and a bird, flying in the sea, with a natural voice, and often used to seduce sailors passing by. Hearing distraction, and sinking the ship on the reef. "

"Not everyone will be confused." Penello looked around with emotion.

"I didn't expect Hufflepuff to have the most determined people ... they really brought a lot of food ..." He Min sighed.