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Angry
yells
were
filling
the
stadium
.
The
crowd
did
n't
want
the
veela
to
go
.
Harry
was
with
them
;
he
would
,
of
course
,
be
supporting
Bulgaria
,
and
he
wondered
vaguely
why
he
had
a
large
green
shamrock
pinned
to
his
chest
.
Ron
,
meanwhile
,
was
absentmindedly
shredding
the
shamrocks
on
his
hat
.
Mr.
Weasley
,
smiling
slightly
,
leaned
over
to
Ron
and
tugged
the
hat
out
of
his
hands
.
"
You
'll
be
wanting
that
,
"
he
said
,
"
once
Ireland
have
had
their
say
.
"
"
Huh
?
"
said
Ron
,
staring
openmouthed
at
the
veela
,
who
had
now
lined
up
along
one
side
of
the
field
.
Hermione
made
a
loud
tutting
noise
.
She
reached
up
and
pulled
Harry
back
into
his
seat
.
"
Honestly
!
"
she
said
.
"
And
now
,
"
roared
Ludo
Bagman
's
voice
,
"
kindly
put
your
wands
in
the
air
...
for
the
Irish
National
Team
Mascots
!
"
Next
moment
,
what
seemed
to
be
a
great
green-and-gold
comet
came
zooming
into
the
stadium
.
It
did
one
circuit
of
the
stadium
,
then
split
into
two
smaller
comets
,
each
hurtling
toward
the
goal
posts
.
A
rainbow
arced
suddenly
across
the
field
,
connecting
the
two
balls
of
light
.
The
crowd
oooohed
and
aaaaahed
,
as
though
at
a
fireworks
display
.
Now
the
rainbow
faded
and
the
balls
of
light
reunited
and
merged
;
they
had
formed
a
great
shimmering
shamrock
,
which
rose
up
into
the
sky
and
began
to
soar
over
the
stands
.
Something
like
golden
rain
seemed
to
be
falling
from
it
-
"
Excellent
!
"
yelled
Ron
as
the
shamrock
soared
over
them
,
and
heavy
gold
coins
rained
from
it
,
bouncing
off
their
heads
and
seats
.
Squinting
up
at
the
shamrock
,
Harry
realized
that
it
was
actually
comprised
of
thousands
of
tiny
little
bearded
men
with
red
vests
,
each
carrying
a
minute
lamp
of
gold
or
green
.
"
Leprechauns
!
"
said
Mr.
Weasley
over
the
tumultuous
applause
of
the
crowd
,
many
of
whom
were
still
fighting
and
rummaging
around
under
their
chairs
to
retrieve
the
gold
.
"
There
you
go
,
"
Ron
yelled
happily
,
stuffing
a
fistful
of
gold
coins
into
Harry
's
hand
,
"
for
the
Omnioculars
!
Now
you
've
got
to
buy
me
a
Christmas
present
,
ha
!
"
