Hello Sinners I hope you all enjoyed the demonic tour in Europe and its songs. Now we will be moving on with the Quidditch World Cup! This time, I'm going to be adding something to this chapter and it involves a certain Bulgarian Seeker. Also since the first 4 episodes of Hazbin Hotel are out. Some things I will keep others things will change. Especially with Lilith Since she is a major inspiration for Harry. But anyway, let's answer some reviews.

Bromega2477: Yes it was. I was thinking of Lilith and Verosika doing it after the stage show but then I think it would be best to do it privately on the tour bus.

Brianwood978: I'll do my best. No promises but I'll try.

ChildeRoland13: Frog-bird? Where did that come from? Does the Frog part come from French because of Frog legs?

Joanne Frances Tiano Cajilig: Well being a Morningstar and "You don't take shit from anyone" will make you braver and Charlie is a great big sister to Harry.

Perseus12: They do rock and of course, if Harry's name is pulled out from the goblet, the gloves are coming off.

Guest: You are Welcome.

Fire turtle: By which artist? Also, Alastor the Radio Demon is a sinner and I'm not sure if he can come to Earth.

ShinigamiPhantom: Yes they did at least he will remember this one and not like that time he walked in on his parents.

Draancia7887: Glad to hear you enjoyed it.

Nathair1: Wait no longer cause this is the start of the Goblet of Fire arc.

thelostlibrary1(Guest): That I can see happening especially after the second task.

Samoht(Guest): Not bad but I did plan on how things will go in future events. As for Manga or Comics, I feel like Hazbin May Cry should be a comic or Manga.

Anyway, let's dive into Hell!

Chapter 38: The Quidditch World Cup

It was the middle of the night on August 16th and Harry was in bed asleep on Lilith's tour bus. The Queen of Hell wanted to stay in London to visit Sirius Black's family home until everyone went to the Quidditch World Cup. Harry was mumbling as the events of Frank Bryce's death were playing in his dream. The old gardener was walking into the old Riddle house and saw Wormtail, a man he had never seen before, and a weak-looking wizard in a dark cloak that he believed was Voldemort. The dream played out as it was in real events, complete with a bright green light hitting the caretaker. Gasping for air, Harry was startled awake in a cold sweat as he felt his scar throb. 'What the fuck was that dream?'

"Harry? Are you okay," Lilith asked her son as she came in wearing her bed robes under her nightgown. The Queen of Hell sat at the foot of his bed and stroked his forehead. "I heard you screaming in your sleep. Is everything alright?"

"I'm fine, Mom. It was just a bad dream," Harry told her as to say that everything was okay. "It was a weird one actually."

"Do you want to talk about it?" she asked the teenager.

"Uh…" Harry struggled to give a proper answer since he didn't know if he should talk about it or not. But he thought it best to not keep stuff from his own mother as she would eventually find out. "I… I saw Voldemort, but he was weaker. I also saw Pettigrew and another man. He looked very pale and with straw for hair. After that, there was an old man as well, like in his 90s. When he got into the room with them, there was this flash of green light. I think he was murdered."

"Sounds like Voldemort is planning something," Lilith said as this dream seemed suspicious to her. "I know you can take care of yourself, sweetie. But I'm gonna let Charlie and Sirius know when you go to the Quidditch World Cup. I don't want anything bad to happen to you. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mom," Harry said as he didn't like how the dream was played out and agreed to these terms. Pettigrew was somewhat of a pain in his side.

"Good. Now, let's get you some breakfast before we head to Sirius' place," Lilith told him as she led him out of the room and into the large kitchen in the tour bus where, Charlie, Verosika, and the band sat down and ate.

The table was full of an assortment of food such as eggs, sausages, pancakes, waffles, bacon, toast, and so on. The Prince of Hell took some waffles with syrup on his plate and took a seat between Charlie and Verosika. Harry ate his breakfast in silence as he noticed the large bandage that was on Verosika's arm. "Vee, did you get cut or something?"

"Hmm?" Verosika hummed in response as she had some oatmeal stuffed in her mouth. A bit dropped back into her bowl as she took a minute or two to process what he was talking about. "Oh, you mean my arm? I got a tattoo last night," the succubus told him. "I think you're gonna like it when it's ready."

"It's not a picture of me, is it," the Prince of Hell asked her.

"Of course not. But let's just say it represents you and me," Verosika said teasing the Prince of Hell. But instead of his usual response, Harry was out of it and this concerned the succubus. "Harry, are you okay?"

"You've been out of it this morning. You're never this gloomy. Even when you are, you tell us immediately," Charlie said before she finished her pancake.

"I'm just tired," Harry told both his sister and girlfriend.

"Harry had a bad dream last night," Lilith told both girls. "I'm sure he'll tell everyone about it when we get to Sirius' house. For now, let's wait until Octavia and Loona get here."

After some time passed, Octavia and Loona arrived on the tour bus with a portal behind them thanks to Stolas' grimore. Both the Ars Goetia heiress and the Hellhound didn't put up their human disguise since they were not in public. But the first thing they did was hug and kiss Harry and give him some late birthday gifts. Loona's gift was a hostler for his pepperbox pistol and Octavia gave him a new CD with one of the bands named 'Fuck You, Dad.' Harry enjoyed them both and soon the bus made its way to Sirus home.

After the bus made its way to Grimmauld Place, Harry and Charlie were the first ones to get off the bus and looked to see that they were at an apartment complex. "This is where Sirius lives? To be honest, I wasn't expecting him to live in a dingy apartment building," Harry remarked.

"You and me both. The Burrow seems to be a lot more roomier," Charlie agreed with her brother.

"Children, did you forget that Sirius is a wizard," Lilith told her children as she stepped forward to the location and snapped her fingers. Suddenly, the building moved on its own as some of the residents were not bothered by it. In the middle between 11 and 13 Grimmauld Place was a building that had the number 12 on it.

"Awesome hiding spot to keep a house," Octavia commented at how this place was concealed.

"Make sense since he fought against those pure-blooded bigots that act like wizard Nazis," Loona said as she, Harry, Octavia, Charlie, Verosika, and Lilith approached the door.

The teenage wizard knocked on the door first as it suddenly opened to see Sirius open the door himself. "I was wondering when you would be coming," he joked as he embraced his godson. "It's good to see you, Harry, even though it's been a few weeks." He let go of the fourteen-year-old boy and went up to the girl that he considered family and embraced her.

"It's good to see you too, Uncle Sirius," Charlie said as she hugged the man.

Once he let go, he allowed all six of them in his home. The house looked like age was getting to it, but it was clean. The place was narrow and it did feel like a tight squeeze for everyone to fit through all at once. As they walked through the hall, a curtain was tripped by Loona as it revealed a woman who yelled insults at all of them. Quickly, Sirius used his wand to draw the curtain back in place. "Sorry about that. I've been trying to remove my mother's portrait for years and still can't get it out." Sirius told everyone as he had to lead the way out of the hall and into the kitchen area and they all took a seat. "Is everyone ready for the trip to see the Quidditch World Cup," Sirius asked as he sat at the head of the table.

"Before we go into that Sirius, there is something Harry needs to discuss with you and Charlie," Lilith told the ex-convict.

All eyes were on Harry now as he ready to explain what he saw. "It's what happened in my dreams," he said while still processing what happened that night. "I saw Voldemort, but he looked weaker. I mean, far weaker than before. He was in an abandoned house along with Wormtail and a very pale man. There was also an elderly man in his 90s. He was spotted and dragged before Voldemort and the next time I knew, he got hit with this green flash of light and that's when I woke up with my scar hurting."

Sirius listened carefully to what his godson had just said to him. "Did they say anything specifically in the dream?"

Harry thought about what the three wizards were talking about in his dream and anything specific that would be good to use as information. "They mentioned something about how a woman named Bertha Jorkins was killed and that they plan to use some sort of ritual that involves me somehow."

"Wait, did you say Bertha Jorkins," Sirius asked his godson. Harry nodded. "I have to write a letter to the Ministry and tell Arthur."

"You know her," Loona asked.

"Sort of. She was a few years older than me, James, and Remus when we went to Hogwarts. She was a bit gossipy and not the brightest witch," Sirius told the hellhound. "Last I heard she was in the Department of Magical Games and Sports."

"Anyway, I want everyone here and even the Weasley family to keep close to Harry. I have a feeling that this entire event may turn south," the Queen of Hell told Sirius and the girls. "If you do get separated, I'm sure three of you have Guiding Gold charms on them?" She asked as Verosika, Octavia, and Loona held their hands up to show their bracelets. "Good, I'll be off now. Have fun, kids," she said as she walked out of the halls of the Black family house and back onto her tour bus.

"I'll be sure to let Kreacher take everyone's bags to their destinated rooms," Sirius told the demons.

"Kreacher," Octavia asked. As she did, a house elf that looked very pale and elderly compared to Dobby. Especially since his bat-like ears were more floppy and had white hair growing out of them. His nose looked like it lost its cartilage, and his eyes were bloodshot. "That has got to be the ugliest house elf I have seen," Octavia gagged just looking at him.

"Kreacher thinks you are very odd-looking as well," Kreacher told the avian bird demon.

"What did you just call me, you fucking miserable little-"

"Kreacher, be nice to her and the other guests," Sirius told him strictly before Octavia tried to kill the house elf.

"Of course, Master. Kreacher always served the House of Black," the house elf bowing slightly as he went to fetch the belongings of Harry and the girls.

"And another thing, you are to treat Harry and Charlie with the utmost respect. I consider them family," Sirius told the house-elf.

"Of course, Master Sirius. Anything you say, Master," Kreacher growled going to the hall and taking their bags of the said demons as he mumbled to himself about how he misses his mistress and how demons roam the house of Black.

"Sorry about that. I never liked him as a child. He adopted my family's prejudiced views," Sirius apologized.

"I can see why," Octavia muttered bitterly as she was ready to turn that house elf into a statue for her family garden.

"If you don't like him that much, why not free him," Charlie asked her uncle figure.

"I'm afraid I can't since he knows too much about the Order and he will most likely blab to people. Especially to Narcissa," Sirius told the Princess of Hell as to why.

"Fair point. He does look like the type to stab you in the back," Loona said looking back at the house-elf that was bringing everyone's bags up the stairs.

"Better get yourselves sorted in, we are going to be meeting with the Weasleys first thing in the morning," Sirius told Harry and the female demons that got out of their chairs and went to their designated rooms.

The day after, Sirius got everyone up so that they could get ready for their trip. At first, Sirius thought going to the Burrow would be a better approach, going by Floo Powder and then going there by a Portkey. But Harry told his Godfather that he needed to practice with the book that Prince Stolas gave to him last year. The Prince of Hell opened the grimoire and after saying their destination, a portal opened and the seven beings looked at the massive collection of tents that were the Quidditch World Cup campground.

Seeing as this was a more effective method of travel without the use of a Portkey and a Floo powder, Sirius encouraged it and was the first to travel through the portal followed by Charlie, the girls, and Harry last as he closed the portal behind him. "I have to go to get one of those books."

"My dad got that book specifically for Harry, so I'm not sure if he'll be able to give you another. But if you feel like visiting home, we can get you an Asmodian Crystal," Octavia told the ex-convict.

"I can talk with Asmodeus himself to try and get one. He's actually a fan of my work," Verosika added.

"I would like that," Sirius said as Verosika, Loona, and Octaiva changed into their human forms before anyone could spot them. The Marauder had to first pay Mr. Roberts, the owner of the campgrounds before leading the group to his family tent they kept for many years.

Halfway through, they met up with the Weasleys and Hermione. All of the Weasleys were there that Harry and Charlie knew, but they met two new Weasleys. One of them was a handsome redhead who kept his hair in a long ponytail and had a dragon fang earring on his right ear. At first, Harry thought this was Charlie Weasley since he worked with dragons and looked like the 'bad boy' type. But it turned out that he was Bill Weasley, the eldest child to Arthur and Molly. Charlie Weasley was more of a short and stocky frame with muscled arms, had red hair like all of his siblings, and his skin was so full of freckles that looked like his face was tan. His fingers were covered in blisters and calluses and both of his arms were covered in burn marks as he did handle dragons in Romania.

The Prince of Hell shook both of their hands as did the rest of the girls. Fred and George told Harry that after they graduate next year, they are planning to run their joke shop. "We wish we could show you our latest products, but Mum destroyed all of our hard-earned work this morning," Fred told the fourteen-year-old teenager.

"We were working so hard the last six months for our test products, luckily we still have some of the fire ant pellets you created and their blueprints," George added.

"That is a shame that you lost your stuff, but I do have something to give you two." Harry reached into his pocket and took out two pellets. Once was a slimy green ball the size of a marble, and the other one was a muddy brown ball of the same size.

"Brilliant, what do they do," George asked Harry as he picked up the small brown pellet.

"The green one is called the slime ball pellet as the one that gets hit with it gets very sick and starts sneezing and coughing to the point it looks like you are covered in mucus," Harry told them as he switched to the brown one. "The brown one is called the Brown Noise Pellet and does just what its name implies."

"Very brilliant," Fred and George said in unison.

"You are our savior," George said as he and Fred were on their knees bowing and chanting 'We are not worthy' a few times.

"You two better not be planning to that on the school grounds," Percy said as he narrowed his eyes toward the twins.

"Why would you care Percy? You're not a student anymore. You should be more relieved now that you don't have to deal with our shenanigans," Fred told his older brother.

"You should know that I am working under Barty Crouch with the Department of International Co-operations," Precy said proudly.

Sirius heard what the middle Weasley and approached. "You are working under Crouch," he asked bitterly. Percy nodded his head as the ex-convict's eyes were full of hatred. "Well, give me a warning when he is close by. If he is anywhere near me, the first thing I will do is break his nose and rip off that stupid mustache of his."

"Let me guess, Crotch is the one that sent you to Azkaban," Harry asked as his godfather nodded. "Leave some room for me to sock him too."

"Don't you think you two are overreacting," Charlie asked them both.

"No," Sirius and Harry said in unison.

"I never got a trial because of him," Sirius spat.

"I can't blame you. It's like if I got blamed for multiple murders because some giant creature attacked on some beach," Verosika said as everyone stared at her. "What? It could happen."

"Probably after starting an orgy of a concert and throwing something into the water by mistake," Loona remarked.

"How about you kids go and explore the camp more while me and Arthur have a chat," Sirius said to them, encouraging the group to take a walk. Seeing as this was important business Harry, Ron, Hermione, Charlie Magne, Verosika, Loona, Octavia, Ginny, Fred, and George explored the campground while Charlie Weasley, Bill, and Percy stayed with the two older men to help with the tents.

The teens and young adults in the group explored more of the campgrounds as they saw many witches and wizards from all over the world. They met up and greeted Dean Thomas, Earny McMillian, Cho Chang, Oliver Wood, and Seamus Finnigan, who was brandishing everything Ireland. As the group was walking towards the Bulgarian side, they noticed many posters of Victor Krum.

"It seems this Victor Krum character is the star player on the Bulgarian team," Octavia said, seeing his face everywhere.

"He's more than that. He's the best Seeker in the world," Ron commented. "He always catches the snitch, even if his team loses."

"He always catches the Snitch," Charlie asked in curiosity.

"Yep, he always catches the Snitch," Fred and George said in unison.

"He must really be a great player," Hermione commented as someone stopped in front of them.

The person in question was a blonde-haired man who looked like an overgrown manchild with a beer belly and wore yellow and black striped robes with a large hornet in the middle. "Wait, I know you. You're Ludo Bagman, former Beater of the Wimbourne Wasps. You played for the English National team some years back," Ron pointed out.

"And now, I'm the Head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports," Bagman laughed in a jolly manner before he eyed the group and noticed Harry's scar. "My word… it's Harry Potter."

"Harry Magne," Harry, Charlie, Loona, Octavia, and Verosika corrected the larger man in unison.

"My mistake, I wasn't aware that you changed your last name," Bagman laughed. "Ran into a chap named Wood earlier. He said you were the best Seeker he's seen in years. Maybe even give Krum a run for his money."

"Speaking of Krum, I heard you liked to make bets," Fred interrupted the large wasp-colored-wearing man.

"Indeed, I do," Bagman said as he did enjoy taking bets, even though he was on a losing streak. "What will it be? Ireland or Bulgaria?"

"Ireland, but Krum catches the snitch," George told the former Quidditch player. "We bet our life savings."

"I'll take that bet," Bagman laughed as he shook hands with the twins sealing the deal and wandering off into the crowd.

"We're going to be rich, Freddy," George chirped to his twin.

"So rich that our joke shop will be right down the corner, Georgie," Fred laughed with his twin as they had a spring in their step.

'Idiots,' Verosika, Loona, and Octavia thought to themselves.

"I'm telling Dad you made a bet," Ginny said towards the twins.

"Don't you dare," the twins yelled in unison chasing their little sister comedically.

Later that night, everyone went to the stadium and were given the best seats in the Minister Box. Everyone had a mix of green and white as they were rooting for Ireland. However, some of the teens wore some red and black only because of Krum. Sirius bought some Omnioculars for the group to share. Fred and George shared theirs as they used it to see a wizard pick his nose over and over again. Soon, the game started and the Bulgarian team took the field. The Belgian team wore scarlet robes and consisted of Vasily Dimitrov, Clara Ivanova, and Alexei Levski as the Chasers, Pyotr Vulcanov and Ivan Volkov playing Beaters, the Keeper Lev Zograf, and last but not least was the Seeker, Victor Krum. Krum then began to show off as he did many tricks on his broom. Nearly everyone was cheering for Krum as he flew around on his Firebolt.

Harry cheered for the Bulgarian along with his friends and godfather, but Charlie and the disguised demon used the Omnioculars on Krum and their eyes all narrowed and glared at the seeker like a hawk. They couldn't place why, but something seemed suspicious about him to them. The Bulgarian Veela mascots danced around as some of the men were drooling messes. Harry was no such mess since he spent his time with his mother and knew plenty of Succubi in Hell.

Suddenly, a green comet came out of the sky and sprayed the audience with gold coins. Everyone reached for them and stuffed them in their pockets, only for them to vanish after a few seconds. The comet burst and leprechauns took the field as the Irish team flew around with their green robes. The team consisting of Mullet, Troy, and Moran as Chasers, the Beater duo of Connolly and Quigley, Barry Ryan as Keeper, and the Seeker Aidan Lynch all flew around the stadium.

Both teams took their positions as Ludo Bagman made the announcements using the Amplifying Charm to make his voice much louder. "Good evening Ladies and Gentleman! Witch and Wizards of all ages to the 429th Quidditch World Cup! Our finals for this year are Ireland and Bulgaria! Without further ado, let the match begin," Bagman announced as the game started.

Troy had the Quaffle and sped past the Bulgarian Chasers and the Bludgers that were coming her way. Not even a minute into the game and Ireland scored the first goal. The Ireland fans cheered as the game started 10-0. Harry and the group cheered loudly as they witnessed the first point for Ireland. Within minutes after that, the Irish team was scoring left and right with how fast they were. The score was 70-0 for Ireland after only five minutes. Moran scored once more after passing Dimitrov and Levski, bringing the score 80-0. While Harry was looking at the match his eyes wandered around the stands and saw a house elf right next to a man. "Dobby?"

The house elf looked back and saw that it wasn't Dobby at all. This house elf was female and had a nose like a squished tomato instead of the pencil-pointed one. "You know of Dobby, sir," the house elf asked as Ireland kept scoring.

"I'm the one who set him free," Harry said to the house elf.

"You shouldn't have done that, sir. Dobby should have stayed under his old master. Ever since he was freed, he tried to get a job and has been running wild. Winky thinks he is better off still as a servant," the house elf, now known as Winky, told him.

This made Harry's blood boil since Dobby had a miserible life under the Malfoys. "You're wrong. He deserved his freedom. It was better than being hit and tortured by a family who never gave two shits about him."

Winky flinched as she expected the Prince of Hell to hit her. But Harry gave off a tiresome sigh as he returned to his seat. Ireland was winning 130-0. "Something wrong Harry," Octavia asked her oldest friend now boyfriend.

"It's fine. I just got into a tiff with a house elf that thought Dobby should have been a slave," Harry told the disguised avian demon.

"That is a touchy subject to discuss. I mean, Dad and I treat our servants well enough. But Mom throws them like ragdolls when she gets into her rants. Some servants hate it while some are used to it and are prepared," Octavia pointed out. "Let's just focus on the game for now."

A penalty shot was made by the Bulgarians as they scored their first goal. The Veela's cheered as the Bulgarians had their first goal but were still losing 170-10. But the leprechauns laughed as Krum got a broken nose by a Bludger to the face as the Veela's threw fireballs at the leprechauns, as they turned into their harpy-like forms that reminded Harry and the girls of Stella on her bad days. In the chaos that was the mascots fighting, Victor Krum got into a race with the Ireland Seeker and after a risky move of the Wronski Feint, Krum caught the Snitch and finished the match. As he did, the girls from Hell noticed something when he reached out his hand and caught the Golden Snitch. Despite Bulgaria's star Seeker ending the final game of the World Cup, Ireland still won thanks to them having a score of 170 compared to Bulgaria's 160.

Later on in Sirius's tent, Harry had a good time as he, Charlie, Verosika, Loona, and Octaiva were still up. "That was an amazing match. I enjoyed every part of it. Krum was amazing."

"Yeah, I guess," Loona said as she was looking at her phone.

"What are you talking about, Loona? You didn't enjoy it," Harry asked.

"No, I liked it. It's just Krum that I didn't enjoy," the Hellhound said to the Prince of Hell.

"You too? Thank Lucifer I wasn't the only one," Verosika sighed in relief.

"So we all saw it," Octavia asked as the four girls nodded, which left Harry utterly confused.

"What are you talking about? Saw what," Harry asked the girls as they looked at Harry with an equal confusion.

"Oh right, you can't see it…" Charlie said awkwardly as she looked at her brother.

"See what," Harry asked now curious about what his sister and girlfriends had seen and not him.

"Well… it just with Victor Krum… he… um… well…" Charlie tried to explain it lightly but couldn't. "He made a Deal."

"Wait, are you serious," Harry asked as he looked around and saw that none of the girls were kidding around. "So he made a Deal with a demon to be the greatest Seeker in the world," he asked as they all nodded their heads in unison. "How can you tell?"

"It's not visible to the mortal eye, but basically when we were using the Omnioculars, we saw his arm was glowing this sort of acid green and had archaic demonic symbols on him. It seems he made that deal for more than a year now with how much of it we saw," Octavia told the Prince of Hell.

"I would say that he may not live long to see himself in his 20s," Loona said aloud, making everyone agree.

"He's going to die soon," Harry asked.

"Once you make a deal with a demon, your soul is theirs to command. But when a human makes a deal with a demon, you have a limited amount of time to live. Usually known to the demon that they made the pact with. Sometimes it's just as long as their natural lifespan left, but others can be more… sudden," Charlie explained.

"So basically, he cheated his way to being famous," Harry asked the girls who nodded. "Fuck, and here I thought he was talented. How long does he have?"

"By the look of how far spread the marks are, I would say a year. Maybe 18 months," Verosika said to the Prince of Hell.

"Well, he might have made a Deal, but it looks like it wasn't fully cheating if his team still lost. If anything, he just wanted to always be able to catch the Snitch. Either way, maybe I shouldn't keep all his stuff," Harry said as he gathered all his Krum merchandise to sort through for refunds. As he did, everyone heard noises like fireworks outside the tent. "Looks like the Irish are really celebrating their victory."

Suddenly, Sirius came into the tent like he just saw the ghost of somebody he hadn't expected. He looked at Harry and the girls, then said something in a dire tone. "We have got to get out of here."

And that is the end of this chapter! I hope you guys enjoyed it. I came up with the idea of Victor Krum making a Deal with a demon to be the best Seeker in the world, but that doesn't always mean he'll win the games as you can see. And yes, Deal is capitalized to make it more like a demon pact name. I want to thank WaterDragonMaverick for editing, beta reading, and suggestions. Most of this arc will have the book side of things more than the movie since it covers more with some changes. And most of the canon Hazbin Hotel stuff will start to happen in between Order of the Phoenix and Half-Blood Prince. Also the Poll is now closed as Sirius will have a relationship with Bee as the vote was 30 to 14. Anyway follow, favorite, and review and I will see all of you in Hell!