Chapter two
The Quidditch World Cup
"Cedric! It's time to go!" my dad said excitedly and jumping up and down like a maniac. My dad can go extreme sometimes. I walked with him to the stadium.
"We'll get prime seats! It's a good view! Yeah! Let's go!" he said. An usher told us that the prime seats or the top box was just straight up.
We went up and I took a good look. What my father said was true! I could really see the Quidditch Pitch! Then there was a person who sold Ominoculars, 10 galleons each—so that we can take a better look.
I thought 10 galleons was much, but then my dad said, "We'll take two!" he said. The person gave two and I got one. I looked at him and told him, "You really are obsessed with this Quidditch World Cup are you?"
"I don't really get what 'obsessed' are you talking about. I'm just er… thinking that this will be I dunno what to say!" he said. I laughed.
Then the Quidditch World Cup was starting! Mr. Bagman, the referee boomed… though without a microphone, which Muggles use, "This is the Quidditch World Cup! The moment we are all waiting for!"
I knew that he used a charm that's called Sonorus to make his voice louder. I cheered with the rest… this is what I'm waiting for!
Then I saw veela dancing on the field. I was thinking, why am I supporting Ireland? There's a voice in my head that said "Support Bulgaria! Support Bulgaria!" Then I thought, Why? Why? Why? "Because you have to! The Bulgarians are much better than Ireland people!"
"Really?" "Yes…" I felt like I wanted to do something historic, and it would be passed from generations to generations, then I thought, WHY do I have to do this? What am I doing? Killing myself?
I got back to my senses when the veela stopped dancing. Many people shouted, "Hey! We don't want that to stop!"
I didn't join them because I thought all these veela thing was ridiculous. I thought that people were so stupid they popped their brains off their heads.
I wondered why these people, like Ron and Harry were shouting and like standing there doing a dangerous stunt—it's just crazy! Then I noticed that I was crazy too when the veela were there.
Veela really have some kind of charm that attracts people. I glanced at my dad and he was hysterical that the veela weren't dancing. I sighed.
Then the Irish leprechauns were there joking, teasing and doing some crazy stuff. I laughed so hard when one farted.
When the Irish and Bulgarians were done — I was looking at the stadium, keeping my eyes peeled so that I can get every single move the Quidditch players were doing.
I adjusted my Ominoculars to the slow mode so that I can see every single move. Mr. Bagman introduced the Bulgarian players, "The Bulgarian National Quidditch Team, I give you – Dimitrov! Ivanova! Zograf! Levski! Vulchanov! Volvok aaaaannd – Krum!"
I was fascinated by their entrance… then I focused my Ominoculars to Krum. Ugh! It's too slow! I put it on normal mode then.
"Next… the Irish's National Quidditch Team – Connolly! Ryan! Troy! Mullet! Moran! Quigley! Aaaaand – Lynch!" he said. I cheered when the Irish were doing their entrance and I felt supportive of them each moment.
After a few minutes, Mr. Bagman said, "AND THEY'RE OFF!" I pressed the Ominoculars hard! I thought my eyes would pop off any second.
"Troy scores! Ten-zero to Ireland!" he said. I thought, YES! A score! Then I noticed that Krum and Lynch plummeted through the Chasers so fast, I didn't even blink! Did Mr. Bagman notice this?
Oh yes! He did notice it. Krum dove low and fast, and Lynch copied him. Then Krum spiraled off. Lynch tried to copy him… but then he just landed on the ground with a loud thud.
"Oooh!" I groaned and stood up quickly. The same with my father and other Irish supporters. Krum did the Wronski Defensive Feint (I read that in All about Quidditch)! Highly dangerous stunt with Seekers. I wondered if I could do that in Hogwarts or even if I can really do it.
Those maniac veela were dancing again! I covered my ears and shut my eyes so that I wouldn't want to be like those crazy people when they saw the veela. I told my dad loudly, "Cover your ears!" He covered his and shut his eyes too. It's like we have a communication together.
They stopped dancing again and after more events that happened in the World Cup and Krum got the Snitch but Ireland still wins… the match ended. It's over. But I'm looking forward to more Quidditch World Cups.
My dad and I went back to our magical tent. I asked my dad, "Who were you supporting dad?"
He said, "Ireland of course! Bulgarians are vulgar, can't see a person dying without starting a war…"
I cocked my head to the left and said, "Eh?" he guffawed, "Nah! I'm just kidding! Of course it isn't really true… though Krum does look vulgar at first…"
I heard shouts. Then I saw my dad's back on fire! "AaaH! Cedric! Put it off! Put it offff!" "Wait! I'm trying, I'm trying!" Shoot! I forgot the spell! Why do I have to forget something when I need it?
My dad was running around the tent like a madman, drunk. "Stop! Wind would make the fire…" then there it was, what I said, the fire grew bigger! He was jumping up and down and praying that he wouldn't die.
Aha! I know the spell now! I shouted, "Aguamenti!" Then the fire was put off. He said, "Now this feels better, do you know why there were shouts heard?"
I shook my head and said, "Why don't we find out?" he agreed and we set off. Someone shouted, "IT'S THE DARK MARK! EVERYBODY RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!"
My dad said, "Ohmigosh! The Dark Mark! Lord Voldemort's Death Eaters are here… or is it… someone whom we know that conjured the Dark Mark!"
I shouted, "What would we do?" "Stay far away! You must not be here! Go away! I can handle this with the others." I said, "What about you? You're going to be hurt!" "I don't care! Go! Save your life first!"
I ran to a far part through the woods and waited for my dad. When I saw some hooded figures there, I figured out that they were Voldemort's followers. I hid in a bush while they continued to destroy the campsite.
Then I wondered what if the Muggles see this… won't they be shocked, but I don't care! I just want to know how my father is now!
I still heard stampedes and a little girl crying since she couldn't find her mother. I got her immediately and said, "Sssh… I'll let you go to your mother. Stop crying or the Death Eaters might hear us!"
The little girl was still crying. I guess she didn't know what Death Eaters are, I couldn't really blame her… she's stuck with finding her mother and heck getting out of here as soon as possible!
I suddenly saw a mother hysterically looking for her child. "My gosh… my little child! Where is she?" The child suddenly let go of my grip and then she shouted, "MAMA!"
A Death Eater almost said something to hurt the running child to her mother but I said quickly, "Stupefy!" The Death Eater didn't hurt the child anymore.
The child hugged her mother. I was almost in tears because of that then heard more shouts then after that I just fainted and fell down. I didn't know why….
A few hours or so after, I woke up and saw that the campsite was like a barren land… except there were ruins. I sought for my father and saw that he wasn't there. I looked around, nothing! Not even a…
I stopped dead in my tracks. There was Harry Potter! Lying down in front of me… when I heard people talking, I quickly went back through the bush it was just Hermione and Ron were there looking for Harry.
I saw Harry waking up and then appeared Barty Crouch, holding a wand and thought that they were the ones who cast that Dark Mark.
"That's impossible!" I said to myself. He can't accuse them… they're just kids! I thought I have to get out of my hiding place but then Arthur Weasley said, "What's going on here?"
I watched them. "They?" he sneered. "Hah! As if they can conjure the Dark Mark!" Barty Crouch had a house-elf that he called Winky. She had a wand in hand, then Crouch suddenly said, "So you conjured the Dark Mark?"
Winky said, "Winky is not doing it! Winky just found this on the ground!" Mr. Crouch didn't believe so he said, "Um… I can just free you, with clothes!"
My dad also told me that a house-elf can be freed by the owner if presented with clothes. Winky didn't seem so happy with that… she stammered, "Winky wants to serve Mr. Crouch!"
Then I didn't know what happened already since I accidentally touched a Portkey and then I was sent back to my house.
I found the Portkey and it was an old kettle. I asked my dad, "Dad, you sent this to me?" he said, "hmm… not really, I think I left our kettle there… and I made Arthur to magically make it as a Portkey!"
I laughed. And everything was okay after all. I know that Harry will be okay, he's always been not following the rules and he gets away from it. After some more days, I'm going to Hogwarts already!
