A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 339: Wonderful final
Chapter 341 Wonderful Final
A burst of cheers and applause broke out in the auditorium, which was very lively.
However, the atmosphere in the small box has not yet melted from the freezing point, and the expressions on everyone's faces are very stiff. Harry felt that his forehead didn't hurt so much, but his heart was in a mess, and he fell into unreasonable suspicion. He didn't know whether the pain in the scar was related to Barty Crouch, maybe everything was a coincidence...
‘But what if it’s not? ’ A voice came from the bottom of his heart, and Harry knew what he was thinking of—Professor Quirrell in the first year.
'But Mr. Crouch doesn't wear a big scarf on his head! ’
Ron put his hands on Harry's shoulders, "Hey, Harry, are you okay? It was really a surprise just now... But, um," he looked around, trying to find something interesting, "said Bug How did Man become so energetic?"
Indeed, just now Ludo Bagman still looked terrified, but at this moment when he presided over the final of the Quidditch World Cup, his voice was full of passion and joy, and it seemed that Fudge was completely thrown the back of the head.
“…let’s welcome the mascot of the Bulgarian national team!”
Harry looked sickly at the field, not interested in the pre-match mascot performance that Hermione had mentioned to him, but he was soon attracted—"It turned out to be Veela!" Wes Mr. Lai hurriedly wiped his glasses and said wisely.
I saw a hundred veela gliding towards the arena. Veela is a woman, a very beautiful woman. Even, more than one person has thought about this problem: they may not be real people. Veela's skin is radiant, their hair is flowing in the back of their heads, and they exude a strong charm. Especially when they started dancing, this charm easily captured the attention of the audience.
Felix smiled and pulled down Alec McKee, who was trying to respond to the Veela, who had just suddenly stood on a chair and wanted to dance along. But he wasn't the only one who lost his composure. The more unsuspecting people are when they meet Veela for the first time, the easier it is for them to fall for it.
Felix glanced at the crowd, the appearance of Veela warmed up the atmosphere in the box, Hermione slammed her mouth loudly, and she stretched out her hand to pull Harry and Ron back to their seats. "Oh, why are you doing this!" she said.
Afterwards, the performance of the Leprechauns in Ireland was also unforgettable. These little people in red vests and beards shuttled back and forth from the top of the huge stadium, combining into various shapes of fireworks, and finally they formed a huge tree. , Shiny and eye-catching clover, hovering above the audience's heads and sprinkled a large number of gold coins, like golden raindrops.
"Fake." Keremy grabbed a gold coin and said, but she still collected it enthusiastically.
Next, Ludo Bagman enthusiastically introduced the teams of the two teams, focusing on the Seekers of each team. When the names of Krum and Lynch appeared, the audience responded enthusiastically .
The game has begun.
The two national teams showed great strength. They were so fast that people couldn’t see their faces clearly. The field was full of blurred red and green shadows. Ludo Bagman only had time to announce their names and tactical names.
"The Quaffle is in Marlette! He passed it to Troy! Now at Moran's! Dimitrov! Marlette! Troy again!"
Bagman screamed: "Eagle head offensive formation! Pay attention...the goal has been scored! Troy scored a goal, the tactics were successful, 10:0, the Irish team leads!" Cheers and cheers.
The game is still going on——
"It's Troy again! The Quaffle is still on Ireland's side! You should notice-oh my God! The Irish team is organizing the attack again! Moran! Mallet!"
"Pokov's trick to lure the enemy! It didn't work...the reverse pass! Wonderful! This time it's Moran!"
Soon, with Ireland leading 30-0, Bagman suddenly shouted: "Look at the two Seekers - Krum and Lynch, what they found, entangled - oh shit! The therapist is on the field! Lynch fell to the ground! That's a feint! The game is suspended!"
Cremy asked curiously while holding up the binoculars: "What's going on? Where's the Golden Snitch? What were those two guys doing just now?"
Aric McKee said excitedly: "It was Ronski's fake move, pretending to find the Snitch, suddenly swooping down, attracting the opponent to follow up, and then—" Lynch, his nose and face were covered with blood, "That's the result of the loser, this **** bad luck." He cursed in a low voice.
Felix stared at the arena. Krum, who won the hard power competition, was hovering above the gymnasium, using the rare time without any interference to search for the Golden Snitch.
A few minutes later, Lynch recovered and the game resumed.
"It's too intense..." Felix said. In just ten minutes, the Irish team scored another ten goals in a row. They now lead 130:10.
"Yeah, it's too intense, I've never seen such a wonderful game." Arik McKee agreed.
"... If it ends too soon, the effect of the light show will not be very good." After Felix finished speaking, Arik was choked by his thoughts, and he opened his mouth a few times and didn't know how to answer, Keremi giggled laughed.
As the score widened, various small movements appeared on the court, and Bagman continued to perform the duties of host and commentary, "The Bulgarian team's elbow movement is too large, a typical foul... Yes, the referee blew the whistle , he gave a free throw!"
The smell of gunpowder outside the field was also very strong. The mascots and supporters of the two teams shouted angrily and kept waving their fists. But the score expanded to 140:10 with an irreversible trend.
"This competition is really coming at the right time!" Ron said excitedly. , but, what the hell! Kick that bearded ass, yes!"
"Ron——"
At this time, there was a burst of exclamation on the court. Lynch, the Irish team's seeker, suddenly accelerated and dived. Through the binoculars, he could still see the blood stains on his nose, and Krum followed closely behind.
Bagman yells: "Both Seekers sped up! Could it be a feint this time? Lynch's revenge? Oh - they're going faster and faster, no slowing down! No slowing down! I see it Golden Snitch—"
One hundred thousand spectators held their breath, only the mascots of the two teams in the corner were still fighting.
The two Seekers ran side by side and dived towards the ground. They both stretched out a hand and stretched their arms with all their strength——
"Bang!"
Lynch fell heavily to the ground, while Krum rose in a spiral, holding the Snitch in his hand.
The scores flashed on the scoreboard, Bulgaria: 160, Ireland: 170, and the audience didn't seem to realize what was going on.
Frozen for a few seconds, Bagman said dazedly: "The Bulgarian Seeker Krum caught the Snitch, but... the Irish team is still ahead in the live score——"
He double-checked his eyes, and was immediately surrounded by great ecstasy: "The Irish team won! Thirty years later! My God, I don't think any of you expected such an ending!"
"I really didn't expect that," Felix murmured, "The game ended in less than an hour, who would have thought of that! Arik, Clemie, Remus... We should go, prepare for the light show , maybe the audience will leave tomorrow."
"Mr. Haipu, can I stay, just for a while, I want to watch the scene of their awards." Arik asked.
"Okay, then you can come back later." Felix said, "Cremy, Remus, how about you?"
Both of them were not very interested in presenting awards, and they left together with Felix. They passed the Malfoy family, and Draco greeted him reservedly: "Hi, Professor Haipu." He was wearing a formal black suit , hair neatly done.
"Hello." Felix smiled and nodded at him, "Looking forward to your performance this year."
He glanced at Lucius next to him, walked past Lucius, and whispered kindly: "Think about what we said before... I'm still waiting for your response, Lucius."
Lucius Malfoy looked uncomfortable, and couldn't help but clenched his cane, "Of course, I will give you an answer." Narcissa was surprised by her husband's attitude, and looked at him suspiciously .
Lucius shook his head without explaining anything.
When going out of the box, Felix and others heard the Bulgarian minister say calmly: "I said, our boys played very bravely."
"So you can speak English!" said Fudge angrily, "but you make me gesticulate here all day long!"
"Hey, that's fun." The Bulgarian minister shrugged and said.
It's fun... Fudge is panting heavily, his nose is expanding, and he can't wait to give this guy a punch, if it weren't for him, the previous **** things wouldn't have happened...
Calm down, Fudge also feels that Crouch's attitude is a bit wrong, could it be that the pressure is too much recently?
When Keremi passed the front row, she happened to say to Felix, "Ha~ I heard this uncle's standard pronunciation before, and thought I heard it wrong..."
Fudge's expression suddenly became very exciting, and the Bulgarian minister showed a smile on his face~IndoMTL.com~ Felix pulled her downstairs and passed through the auditorium layer by layer. The top box they had been in was illuminated by magic, and Ludo Bagman had already begun to welcome the two teams of Quidditch players into the box.
The supporters of the Irish team made deafening celebrations, while the fans who supported the Bulgarian team looked devastated. They have not yet come out of the blow.
Kremi said from a neutral point of view: "They are really pitiful, they are behind by a big score... looking forward to a turning point, but the turning point really came, but they couldn't turn it around..."
"Vera—" said Felix.
Three or two Bulgarian fans glared at her. She realized it later, shrunk her shoulders, and hid on the other side of Felix.
Lupine walked behind smiling.
When they came to the ground, the stadium was soaring with a team of winners, accompanied by the mascot for a circle.
“There was no congestion at all,” said Lupine, “we were totally in time.”
Felix muttered: "I'm worried that the fans who lost the game will cause trouble, and I hope the Ministry of Magic will help."
(end of this chapter)