Under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of spectators, a huge skull composed of countless green light spots bloomed in the sky.
The skull's eyes were as bright as red-hot coals in a brazier, and a python emerged from its mouth and then got in.
It quickly rose towards the sky, climbing higher and higher, and finally passed through the clouds and entered the night sky, reflecting the huge pale moon, like an extremely twisted and grotesque ghost shadow.
Fudge stared blankly at the familiar pattern. He thought he had seen it wrong and rubbed his eyes hard.
But the green skull is still a green skull and has not turned into the green shamrock that symbolizes Ireland.
Although the night sky was hot, Fudge still shivered, his face was horribly pale, and his hands were trembling.
"The Dark Mark?!"
He asked Umbridge beside him in a doubtful tone, as if he wanted to hear a different answer from the other person's mouth.
But it's a pity... Umbridge also looked at the sky in fear and whispered: "It's the Dark Mark, Minister!"
Fudge's heart seemed to fall off a cliff. The sudden panic made him feel dizzy, his legs weakened, and he fell to the ground.
There was a sudden commotion in the auditorium, with loud screams and frightened whimpering.
Even though thirteen years have passed, many wizards still recognize that unforgettable... Dark Mark at a glance!
But those voices were scattered, too weak, and were soon drowned in more excited shouts.
One hundred thousand viewers... only a very small part are British wizards, most of them come from all over the world. They don't know the Dark Mark at all, let alone the terrifying meaning behind it.
Of course, even if you understand it, you won't care. After all, people will not be frightened by "fear" that they have never felt before.
The audience screamed like beasts in heat, urging Bulgaria's mascot - the Veela... to come on stage quickly!
Luofu looked at the Dark Mark in the sky with a serious look on his face.
In the original time and space, Death Eaters attacked the camp in the middle of the night. When they saw the Dark Mark, they were immediately frightened and scattered.
The Dark Mark was actually the work of Barty Crouch Jr., but he had been arrested at this time, so who concocted this "masterpiece"?!
Could it be the dark wizard who attacked him that night?
At this time, Rove was not in the mood to think about the "murderer", nor did he care about the Quidditch game. He stood up from the ground, flew high into the sky, and went straight to the top box where Newt and others were.
A sharp-eyed girl happened to catch a glimpse of this scene. She pointed at the sky and shouted: "Mom... that big brother is flying!"
At this time, Bulgaria's seven players were all ready to go. They were holding Firebolts and standing in the players' tunnel, waiting for the game to start and enjoying the performance.
"Is this the mascot of Ireland?" Batter Volkov looked at the skull in the sky and frowned: "Why is it so hellish?"
"Who knows." Goalkeeper Zoglav crossed his arms, licked his lips, and said:
"This kind of art is indeed a bit advanced, but I like it, and I decided... to use it as a tattoo on my buttocks."
"Tattoos can be unpopular, but they can't be unpopular." Batter Volkov joked:
"Zograv, you have this thing tattooed on your butt. I will feel weak when I see it in the future. How can I go through your back door?"
Volkov's words made everyone laugh. Zograf raised his middle finger and cursed with a smile:
"Volkov, I can pull out that thing of yours, twist it around my waist three times, and still have a dog whip in my hand... Do you believe it?"
"Low-key, low-key, don't show off my strengths!"
Volkov used his elbow to poke the man next to him who looked to be almost forty years old. He said with a bad smile:
"It will scare our young Seeker - Viktor. He is a child and doesn't understand anything."
Viktor Krum, although he looks like the most mature one among the seven team members, he is actually the youngest... he has just turned seventeen.
However, Krum didn't pay attention to his teammates' jokes, but looked at the sky with his brows furrowed, showing deep forehead wrinkles.
"Victor, what are you looking at?" Zograf asked.
"There's someone flying in the sky," Krum said.
Everyone raised their heads in surprise and looked in the direction of Krum's finger. They really saw a figure flying towards the stands.
They were stunned at first, and then became uproar. Volkov exclaimed in amazement:
"Who can fly in the sky without a broomstick? Who is that person?!"
Krum, who had the best eyesight, stared closely at the figure and said in a deep voice: "Rolf Scamander."
Everyone else is familiar with this name, not to mention that Scamander won two Order of Merlin medals and saved the floating dragon ship...
Just after coming to the UK for a month or at least 20 days, if you can see news about him in the newspapers, no one will know him!!
"What is Scamander doing?" Volkov wondered: "Is this also an Irish show?"
At this moment, there was a vibration behind him, and Zograf immediately withdrew his sight, turned back, and said excitedly:
"It's coming - the Veela Show - my favorite show to get excited!"
The other players all turned around and looked deep into the tunnel, showing smiles that only men could understand.
The mascot of Bulgaria is the beautiful Veela. Just walking by them in groups will make your blood boil and your body filled with endless energy.
As members of the Bulgarian national team, being able to see Veela up close is their unique benefit!
Zoglav even numbered the Veela specially. The most beautiful one was called No. 8 by him, which was the same as his jersey number.
If the Bulgarian team can win the championship this time, he plans to muster up the courage to show his love to No. 8.
Zograf had a longing expression on his face, but that expression quickly disappeared and turned into dullness.
The Veela he had longed for did not appear, only a huge monster came out of the passage.
The monster had a woman's head, but its face was wrinkled and ugly like an old woman, and its hair was as hard as a hedgehog's thorns.
Where the arms should have grown, there are dragon-like wings. It has the body of a vulture, bronze bird claws, and a curly scorpion tail trailing behind it.
Everyone recognized it as the mascot of Greece - the harpy!
The harpy let out a piercing scream, and several Quidditch players stepped back in horror. Only Zograf remained standing, looking at the harpy with a dull face.
"Run!" Krum shouted.
Only then did Zograf realize that he wanted to escape, but the harpy had already pounced on him, grabbing his head with its bronze claws.
The sharp claws scratched Zoglav's head with just a slight force. The scene was like a watermelon that had been thrown to the ground. The "melon pulp" exploded everywhere, and the blood dyed the player tunnel red.
Batter Volkov screamed in horror, and chasers Ivanova and Dimitrov fell to the ground in fright.
Krum turned pale, took out his wand tremblingly, and shouted: "Collapse!"
The stun spell hit the harpy, but it bounced back and hit Volkov in the head. He fell to the ground and passed out.
"..."
The harpy raised its head, stared at Krum crazily, and then rushed towards him.
Krum's face was pale and he looked panicked. He was afraid that his head would also explode, so he immediately changed his position and lay down towards the ground.
The claws did not catch Krum's head, but they still scratched his arm and penetrated his ribs. Krum was so painful that he couldn't open his eyes and almost lost consciousness.
The harpy didn't pay attention to the wizard with its claws stuck out, but walked out of the player tunnel and looked towards the sky.
With her powerful dynamic vision, she quickly caught the flying figure, spread her wings, and flew towards the sky above the stadium at an unimaginable speed.
The audience who had been waiting for the Veela all saw this horrifying scene:
The huge harpy, like an eagle hunting for food, moved diagonally and quickly, using its sharp claws to grab... Scamander in mid-air!