"Welcome to the 424th Quidditch World Cup!"

Cheers, applause, flowers.

The hustle and bustle of sound is combined to form the liveliest moment in the world.

Flowers fluttered, and sounds came from the huge Quidditch pitch and the huge orb commentary table suspended in the air.

Ernie McMillan and Ludo Bagman, director of the Department of Magical Sports, form a new interpretive league.

"It's a high-profile match, with England taking on Bulgaria in the final."

"Both sides ended the game with the Seeker."

"I don't know what you think, Mr. Bagman, as a former England team celebrity, how do you think of the final match point of this game?"

Ludo Bagman, who played for England in the past, was a batsman and thought he was the best at sticking, but they didn't get much of a good result that year.

Despite his age and wide body, he still loved Quidditch.

Even if he has lost his Hornets signature comet series because of gambling, he still does not change his original intention and is still a gambling dog.

"I think the final match point of this game is still up to the Seekers, the chasers on both sides are not very good at scoring, and in the quarter-finals between Bulgaria and Egypt, if it wasn't for Victor Krum's performance, they would have opened up the gap by a big score."

This year's Quidditch World Cup was a high-profile one, the first to be held in the City of Wizards.

It is a competition of historical significance and milestones.

Krum, as an ace player who has participated in the previous two World Cups, has stopped drinking every time.

Like a nightmare, he misses out on the championship every time he is the top Seeker.

"This is the year of the Seeker, Victor Krum is already 26 years old, and if he can't recover this time, I'm afraid he will never be able to play in the World Cup again," Ernie said.

Quidditch is a physical sport, and when they reach the age of 30, they gradually decline.

That said, Krum is all or nothing this time.

"Compared to Victor Krum, does Mr. Bagman have an analysis of the English Seeker?"

Ernie asked the question, and Bagman looked ugly and muttered, "He's a bastard, yes, that's what I said."

"Ahaha," Ernie sneered, "Mr. Bagman seems to have a lot of grudges against this Seeker."

"That bastard, every time I think he's about to win, he loses!" Bagman slapped the table with emotion, "I ahem every time I bet...... When you watch the battle, it's all a little bit close!"

"It's like he's cursed, and I wonder if he's offended the Quidditch gods, the Witch King is above, and I've never seen such an unfortunate bastard!"

"If I were the head of his club, I'd make him keep an eye on the Golden Snitch every day, even when eating! Then you can apologize to the god of Quidditch!"

"Calm down, calm down, Mr. Bagman, we're on the air."

Ernie struggled to hold down Ludo Bagman, who was about to go berserk.

The two men were pulling and pulling on the commentary seat, which was really not good-looking.

There's no way, Bagman, a well-known gambling dog, wants to get rich and dangerous every time.

Unfortunately, he was betting on the gods of Quidditch as if he were disgusted, and in the top Wizarding League, he was just a little bit behind.

The excitement of the commentary bench spread to the locker room.

In England's dressing room, the platinum-blonde haired Seeker had a gloomy face.

It's obviously not the captain, but it exudes a gloomy atmosphere that the captain doesn't dare to approach.

"My Atto is at the Silver Cross Hospital today, and she'll be on the other side of the TV, watching our game."

The gloomy words made the England players tremble with anger.

Malfoyson, who was selected as England's Seeker this year, smiled, "Who made me have a child who is about to be born

Losing face in front of me, I swear to the Witch King that bastard will be an unwelcome guest of the Malfoy family for the rest of his life."

"No, no." The chaser captain's palms were sweaty, and he swallowed hard, "We worked hard, didn't we?"

"Effort? What do you call that hard work?" Malfoy said angrily, "Isn't it fifteen hours of training a day, you call that hard work?"

Member: Would you like to hear what you're talking about?

Coach, do you still care about this kid?

Coach: What is his father's identity, you let me take care of it?

The coach is also tired, since this demon king of the world came to the England team, he has been completely hollowed out.

I thought that my team members would eat sea cucumbers once in a while, and it would be good to go abroad as a vacation.

Who would have thought that Malfoy would directly train this group of people to have big bellies into muscles, and not only that, but every day there were two big men with sticks blocking the Quidditch door, and whoever dared to leave early would beat him.

Even the coach was beaten seven or eight times, and once he was in a hurry to go to the toilet, and he was directly beaten by those two fools.

It was also after that time that the coach was completely overridden and didn't even have to go to the court.

The devil trained down and let a team at the bottom be dragged into the finals.

The title of Quidditch Tyrant was also completely on Malfoy's head.

"Remember, go on the court, win the championship, and give it to my soon-to-be-born child!"

Malfoy said inhumanely about letting a group of people work as wage earners.

The stadium announces the entry of the players.

He swaggered ahead, and the captain forgot that he was the one in charge.

The players entered, and they formed a triangular lineup and flew over the audience.

When the audience saw Malfoy, they sent insulting voices.

This kid is too hateful in the ring.

A fiery dragon streaked across the sky, then spat out flames and exploded, turning into fireworks.

Seeing this, Bulgaria's Meiwa also walked on their long legs and showed their beauty with great charm.

Krum saw Malfoy and nodded to him.

It's going to be a showdown between the two.

Will Krum leave the game with regret, or will Malfoy not be able to send the soon-to-be-born child to the championship?

As the game begins, the Seeker is already flying to the top.

The Malfoy-Crum match is officially underway.

It was the battle of the top Seekers, pulling countless people.

Harry, far away in Edinburgh, stopped at a wizard's pub and his eyes fell on the TV, looking at the nasty face.

"A cup...... Butterbeer."

Harry asked the boss for a butterbeer, and he sat in the corner, watching his once rival bloom.

Seven years of entanglement, parting after graduation.

They talk about relief, and their hearts are fighting.

"Don't lose, Malfoy."

...

In the Silver Cross Hospital, Astoria is lying in a hospital bed with no one around...

Mr. Greengrass bit his nails and paced back and forth in the hospital room.

He looked nervous and looked at the game on the TV from time to time.

"Witch King willing, my daughter is safe."

Mrs. Greengrass folded her hands and prayed over and over for the child that her voice would be heard by the Witch King.

Tears slid from the corners of her eyes, stopping Mr. Greengrass.

Astoria's situation is not optimistic, she is racing on the Quidditch pitch, but after getting off the broomstick, she is still extremely vulnerable.

The Silver Cross Hospital has detected some hidden defects in the body.

But she hoped that her husband would become a father without regrets and not let Malfoy accompany him.

Now that his daughter was bleeding profusely, Mr. Greengrass came to his wife, took her hand and prayed with her.

Witch King bless.

...

"The game is on match point!"

"England are down 150-250!"

"They still have a chance!"

Ernie roared excitedly, his eyes drifting to the sky.

The sky there was gloomy, and it seemed that even God was not helping England.

In the rain, it's harder to find the Golden Snitch.

Malfoy's heart was anxious, and his mind was always on his wife in the hospital.

He wanted to end the game as soon as possible, and it was such a mentality, as if the curse was starting to take effect, and he didn't see a trace of the golden snitch.

Suddenly, Krum moved.

Feints?

Or is it true?

Malfoy's mind spun quickly, and he rushed out with him.

"It's Krum's feint! Malfoy has been fooled!" Ernie's heart rose to his throat.

See Krum's Lansky feint to trick Malfoy and cause him to fall into the mud.

The game is suspended and the referee checks on Malfoy's injury.

"Go on!" Malfoy stood up and picked up his broomstick.

His children await the blessing of this champion.

There was a dull ache in his right foot, and he held it back.

Once Krum was the pinnacle he looked up to, but now he is competing on the same stage, and he has a reason not to lose.

Krum paid tribute to his actions, "You're a respectable opponent, Draco Malfoy."

"I hope you'll be generous even if you lose." Malfoy snorted.

The game goes on and it's been an uphill battle.

...

"It's not good, the curse in the pregnant woman's body is triggered!"

"Use the Emerald Elixir!"

"No, you can't stop it!"

"It's ...... Bloodborne Curse!"

The therapists at Silver Cross Hospital were in despair.

It turned out to be a bloodborne curse, a little hidden in the body, waiting for the right time like a poisonous snake.

To devour the mother and daughter.

Astoria's face was covered with beads of sweat, her eyes closed, and she muttered, "Draco."

...

"Draco."

Malfoy turned his head sharply, and he heard his wife's call.

It was also this time that he turned his head, and he saw it.

That flash of gold.

"Malfoy moves! He didn't hesitate!" Ernie exclaimed, "He've found the Golden Snitch!"

"At 200:340 match point, he saw the Snitch!"

Krum was also aware of all this, did not hesitate, and also chased after him.

The Golden Snitch on a rainy day becomes more elusive under the rain mapping.

Hazy weather, combined with resistance from the wind.

The Golden Snitch became as cunning as a loach.

From the sky to the ground, then above the auditorium and below the commentary stand.

The voices of the audience faded away, and their eyes followed the two afterimages.

Hold your breath, for fear that you will affect this competition.

This is a historic moment.

Chasing, or chasing.

Almost, always, always.

Malfoy and Krum have reasons why they can't afford to lose.

They all come out in unison, colliding, spinning, and knocking broomsticks.

But no one can walk that distance.

The Golden Snitch is the god of Quidditch who descends to the mortal world and uses every means to trick his pursuers.

The goggles were wet with rain, and the spell on them had failed.

Of all the sights, only the golden patch remained in Malfoy's eyes.

Near, far away.

Trembling arm, sore right foot.

His heart throbbed, as if something was moving away from him.

"No! I won't allow it!"

Malfoy was crazy.

The Golden Snitch made another turn, and a second turn.

It's the Quidditch god playing tricks on mortals, and Krum slows down, he's always steady.

But at this moment.

An afterimage crosses the corner of his eye.

It was a lamb who couldn't see the way forward, fighting to the death.

Malfoy jerked his waist.

Firebolt bends at an amazing angle.

Ernie boiled and roared, "There has been! Wick Arc!"

The arc that is curved to the point that people are afraid of breaking, is a desperate fight.

Holding your breath until your face turns purple, the audience forgets what it feels like to breathe.

Pursue!

Keep chasing!

I'm not a genius, I can only use hard work and madness over and over again to bring you and me closer!

This time, it's not because of you.

Porter.

For the sake of my children.

For my wife.

For the honor I hold dear.

"For eternal glory!"

He's still a little close, just a little bit there.

He looked at the golden haze that was less than an inch between his fingers, as far out as a moat.

...

"Drip—"

The curse that lurks and hides finally triumphs over the healer's means.

The bloodline that enters the heart is intended to devour the mother and fetus.

Powerless.

The healer was dead silent, and he sighed, "Let's talk to the family."

There are always regrets.

Even in the wizarding world, there is still no way to avoid it.

That's the reality.

Even a wizard's hospital can't guarantee a cure.

The door to the operating room is opened.

It was a long, narrow, empty hallway.

Astoria's eyes opened, beautiful blue eyes, looking at the mysterious, mysterious golden light.

She raised her hand.

Just a little bit.

The hand loses strength and slowly falls.

...

Hanging hands.

A distance that can't be crossed.

The unwillingness in Malfoy's eyes.

"Again, you're going to come a few more times!"

He roared and flew out of the broomstick.

What is right in front of me, why should I give up!

Grab it!

Hands up!

What is pain?

That's something you've been used to for ten years!

That's the tears you are unwilling to crush when you look up at others in the quagmire many times!

Pain?

That's just the nutrients to become stronger, and it's a stepping stone on the road to Malfoy's pursuit!

The proud stars should emerge from that quagmire.

We come from a quagmire,

We crave rights,

We are ambitious,

We are strong and calm,

We are elegant and self-controlled,

We never regret it,

We are......

Slytherin!

Greedy, selfish, elegant!

Glory to Slytherin!

...

Astoria's drooping hand was fixed.

The golden color slowly fell in the palm of his hand.

Soft, like a marshmallow.

Follow the palm of her hand, burrow into the body, and enter the heart.

The dormant bloodborne curse is like seeing a nemesis at this moment, and he is running away frantically.

"I think I missed a bit, Astoria."

A chuckle rang out, and a smile appeared on Astoria's lips.

"Yes

A girl, I hope she won't be like her father."

yes, how can you forget.

This child is the child of two stars, and she carries the blood of the Star Society.

She has the warmest gaze in the world, and will bask in the warmest sunshine in the future.

"Blessed by the Witch King, my child is safe and sound, praise the Witch King."

It was a miracle.

The therapist stopped as he left, and he heard the sound of the instrument beating again.

At this moment, the curse was taken away.

There is no other description than a miracle.

The badge on Astoria's chest, the stars change into a word.

"Bless you, Astoria."

...

Malfoy fell from the sky.

He smiled, even if at this moment, he was about to fall into the high platform.

Krum was too far away to come to the rescue.

It was a tragedy...... Is it?

Malfoy was caught.

It's the audience.

One by one, the wizards used their bodies and arms to form a web to catch Malfoy.

Spectators who hated the tyrant of the stadium did not send insults.

They all looked at the man in the crowd.

They're watching.

A new era is born.

Gold is raised in the right hand.

The cheers were overwhelming.

Krum stopped flying, and he looked over there, no regret in his eyes.

It's worth losing to someone like that.

The Quidditch underdog, who fought back from the bottom to the end, stepped onto the World Cup stage and took off the Golden Snitcher.

This victory will go down in history.

"Ato, do you see that?" Malfoy covered his eyes with his left hand to keep him from seeing his vulnerability, shouting, "I made it!"

No matter how despicable Malfoy may be, their selfishness will always be towards their families.

Harry in Edinburgh stood up and cheered like everyone else.

The game is over.

England won the title and Malfoy broke the curse.

After the game, he went to the hospital.

He met his parents, he saw the Greengrasses.

In the midst of a blessing, he only wanted to hear that sentence.

"She's proud of you," Astoria said with a smile leaning against the head of the bed, her face motherly radiant and loving, her fragile baby in her arms, "my champion."

Malfoy at this moment, throw away the trophy, throw away the medal.

He has the second best name.

Father.

Holding your child, carefully, is more scared than holding the trophy.

Annoying court tyrant, on this day, break all the curses.

...

In 2002, he was the winner of the Quidditch World Cup and a VP player.

In 2003, he won the top wizarding league and had the most finishes.

In 2004, he won the championship for a second time and appeared on the cover of sports magazines.

In 2005, he became the all-time No. 1 and three-time champion, became the permanent No. 6 shirt of Pudmere United and was inducted into the Quidditch Hall of Fame.

In 2006, the Quidditch World Cup winner, VP player, Falmouth Falcons offered a sky-high transfer fee and was rejected.

In 2007, he was named the Most Valuable Player by the magazine and regained the top of the league championship.

In 2008, he won the championship again, won the VP, Mr. Quidditch award, and was the kick-off guest of the school league.

In 2009, he missed out on the championship and was selected as one of the top ten valuable players of the Quidditch Centennial, ranking first.

In 2010, because he used the Wick arc again to flash to the waist, he announced his retirement and became a member of the Quidditch Hall of Legends, and was awarded free admission for life.

...

Draco Malfoy, his home was already full of trophies.

The tyrant of the pitch, I don't know when it became a compliment, is a good name.

He is the Most Valuable Player, the number one player in Pudmere United, and a legendary player in the Hall of Legends.

He now leaves everything behind and chooses to enjoy this eternal glory.

Malfoy stands in the Tumbleyard Garden, eating ice cream with his own Ato.

"Daddy."

The little girl with platinum blonde hair in pink came running.

Malfoy had a smile on his face.

This is the eternal glory.

Family.

...

"The third article is sent out, and the amount is very large.

Draco Malfoy was not a genius, but a dim genius in the light of another.

He whipped again and again, and rolled in the mud again and again.

Missed again and again, the championship seems to be a curse, untouchable.

When a new life arrived, his faith broke through the shackles under ten years of love.

Love is great.

As a father, as a husband, as a son.

Draco Malfoy, be yourself.

He was Draco Malfoy, a selfish Slytherin.

Chase glory and become glory.

It was the husband of Astoria Greengrass.

It was Alice Malfoy's father.

It's also the one that shines among the stars."