The admission of Meiwa caused a sensation - God knows what the Bulgarians thought, they made a whole hundred Meiwa as mascots, could it be that they wanted to rely on them to turn the away stadium into a home stadium?

If that's what they thought, then there is no doubt that they did it to a certain extent - many fans who supported the Irish team frantically ripped off their decorations when Meiwa had to leave, as a way to express their dissatisfaction with Meiwa's departure.

Fortunately, this impulse was quickly resisted - because Ireland received it perfectly.

As the little goblins formed in a huge comet formation flew into the gymnasium, they began to disperse to every area in the air, and as the clover formation took shape, countless glittering gold crackled and fell from the sky, and for a while, it rained gold on the entire field.

Well, everyone is half a pound and eight taels no one is far off, one with color and one with money, when a large number of gold coins were sprinkled from the air by the little demons, the previous complaints were swept away, people began to grab the money in a panic, in the shining golden light, all the dissatisfaction was swept away.

In this regard, Alan can only talk about the importance of the magical creature protection class - the Ministry of Magic is crazy to spill more gold than the ticket price, if this gold is true, then the leprechauns have long been caught by Gringotts to make gold every day, who will let this group of baby bumps out and slip away...

With Allen's complaint, Ludo's voice rang out again: "Now, ladies and gentlemen, a warm welcome to the Bulgarian National Quidditch team!

As he shouted, the Bulgarian members began to enter one after another, and everyone got a huge call for entering the stadium - I have to admit that although Ludo is a bad gambler, he still does a good job, at least in this kind of international competition.

With the entry of one person after another, the atmosphere of the game was stirred, and people began to enthusiastically cheer the names of each of the players, especially when the Irish team, which had the advantage of dominance, entered the stadium, it was even more noisy.

"Let's welcome us with the warmest applause – Harry Potter!"

Ludo's voice was louder than the others he had introduced, but Harry had entered the room with a brief lull instead of cheers - but soon, this calm was replaced by cheers, and it was not just the die-hard fans who were shouting, but also the voices of others, and there was no shortage of people talking loudly - not because they didn't want to talk quietly, but because the atmosphere was so hot that it was impossible to hear it without talking loudly.

As for Sirius, he held up his camera as Harry entered the arena and began to shoot at Harry frantically - I just didn't know if Harry felt it.

The cheers were so enthusiastic that the referees were a minute late when they entered the pitch - the International Quidditch President who had come from Egypt didn't mind much, and strode towards the arena in his pure gold robe, and as he blew the delicate silver whistle in his mouth, the wooden box containing all the balls was kicked open by him, and all the balls jumped straight into the air, while the smallest golden snitch disappeared without a trace.

The speed of the commentators began to soar - the top firebolts had a speed that other broomsticks could not match, and the players who had been trained far more professionally than the school training directly played the ghost fly ball, often when a name was pronounced, the ghost ball had been passed to the hands of others with a strange angle, and the player with the ball sprinted towards the three local goals at high speed.

The formations, which are extremely difficult to see in student competitions, were easily used, and the speed of change was such that the commentators did not have time to name these tactics - the intramural competition was still much worse than the international competition.

This is easy to see in Harry's body.

Harry was already embarrassed by the narrator at this moment - anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was almost being played by Krum.

After being dashed twice at high speed, Harry's original search was changed to bite Krum, and it was clear that he was aware of the gap between himself and his hard-fought opponent who had reached the World Finals, and with confidence in the other players, he was not trying to catch the Snitch but was preventing Krum from getting the Snitch.

Compared to his opponents in school, Krum was simply too strong, even if Harry's face was slightly pale, he still couldn't bite his figure, Krum could easily shake off Harry's stalking, as if he was dodging a novice who could just fly.

Fortunately, Ireland's other players were too strong and coordinated to an amazing extent, and Harry's follow-up action did not affect the difference in scores, which made the game 30-0 in just 20 minutes.

Just as Ireland's goal-scoring chaser was trying to circumnavigate the pitch, Harry was targeted by one of the opposing batsmen – his previous actions had led him to think he was a rookie, and the Bulgarian batsman was ready to teach him a lesson.

When Harry tried to bite Krum again, a high-speed Bludger was slammed into the back of the head - according to International Quidditch rules, once Harry was injured, Krum had enough time to find the Golden Snitch alone, as there were no substitutes in the Internationals.

Before enough of the advantage was formed, the snitch's 150 points were a fatal blow, but when the high-speed Bludger smashed over, Harry hugged the broomstick like a sloth at the most critical moment, and then quickly turned himself under the broomstick, relying on the strength of his arm to hang on the broomstick.

"Sloths hug the tree and roll!

The narrator takes the plane to refuel Harry, but Krum distances himself from Harry again and begins to look for the take-off thief.

As soon as Harry returned to his normal state, Krum, who was far away from him, began to accelerate wildly towards the ground, so fast that it was doubtful that the broom had failed or failed, and it was completely out of control.

"Krum is starting to pick up, oh my god - did he spot the snitch?"

Without any hesitation, Harry immediately turned the broomstick and chased in the direction of Krum's whereabouts - the audience fell into a brief lull, everyone's heartbeat began to slow down, and the score was now 90-ten, and if Krum caught the Golden Snitch so quickly, then there would be no doubt who the champion would be.

It was probably because of the angle at which Harry was falling, they reached the height of the ground almost at the same time, and Alan had not found the location of the Golden Snitch until now - just as he was wondering, Krum's speed suddenly slowed down drastically, and the broomstick was also pulled up, and a second before he got closest to the earth, he successfully pulled the broom and flew into the sky.

Surprisingly, however, Harry flew even higher than Krum had ever come closest to the ground, and managed to sweep his broom's tail over Krum's head, squeezing his upward trajectory to a squeeze that made him return to the sky faster than Krum.

"Oh my God! Unbelievable performance! Harry stopped at the last minute even before the Krum who made the feint, and he saw through the feint completely, and managed to suppress a wave of Krum's rebound!"

The Irish team cheered, and Harry breathed a sigh of relief - he had made a bold guess that he hadn't spotted the Golden Snitch at the last minute, and he had the plan to beat Krum by a wave.

Having successfully gained the upper hand temporarily, he began to take advantage of this short period of time to start looking for the Golden Snitcher, although he felt that this was not reliable, and he still had to keep an eye on Krum to rely on his teammates to increase the score, but he still habitually began to look for that little thing.

However, to his surprise - he saw a flash of gold, close to Krum, but behind him.

A huge question instantly opened up for Harry - will he continue to bite Krum or risk taking down the Snitch?

After a brief hesitation, he made his choice, believing that his teammates were too close to Krum and that he might not be able to match Krum's speed.

Then, he began to accelerate in front of Krum, which made Krum, who had managed to pull up his speed, slump down and prepare to compete with Harry.

A few seconds later, Harry rushed to Krum's vicinity, and the two of them began to bite and fight in close proximity with their broomsticks, and the Golden Snitch who was originally behind Krum was finally discovered by the narrator-

"Oh - there's no doubt that Harry has spotted the Snitch, but he obviously didn't choose to catch it, it's a wise choice, if he moves too much, Krum, who is closer, will obviously intercept the Snitch faster than he does, but at this point it's impossible. It was obvious that after the narration was spoken, the Golden Snitch disappeared without a trace after a flicker.

Just as the commentator said this commentary in a happy tone, which was only superficially regretful, the audience boiled - the fans of the Irish team began to cheer for Harry loudly, because the score on the scene had been pulled to a score of 130 to 10, and after Harry's wave of choices, the Irish team almost won the game.

This is a common way to play in the game - Harry had let go of the Golden Snitch in front of him in order to score points, but he was clearly playing a little harder today than before.

But apparently, the mascots of the Irish team were extremely happy with this behavior, and they flew into the air, two letters to show their excitement. However, the girls were angry, and they left their positions, turning into bird-like banshees, and throwing fireballs at the leprechauns.

The Bulgarian players, who were about to lose, lost their previous stability and began to foul frequently, but to no avail, Ireland got two more free throws.

When the margin reached 150 points, the Bulgarians began to shout angrily - Alan had heard Harry's name and several extremely rude words had been added to it.

Surprisingly, though, Sirius not only didn't get angry after hearing the invective, but instead took a picture of Harry, who continued to pull Krum at him.

Even, he still had time to gesture to the person over there with a middle finger: "Cut, the German guy who can't afford to lose!"

This obvious misspeech made Alan not know where to complain for a while.

However, it is clear that the Bulgarian players above have shifted the conflict away at this moment - Harry was targeted by the two batsmen of the opposing team, and although the batsmen of his own team quickly came to protect him, the shortcomings of his lack of cooperation with the other team members at this moment were completely exposed.

Bludgers began to fly wildly around him, much more of a threat than Krum - Krum barely had to dodge his own Bludgers, and he had to prevent an own goal or something while he was careful of his opponent.

Under such tremendous pressure, his flying skills, which were already half as good as Krum, were immediately revealed, and Krum easily escaped from his dead mark, and when he continued to prepare to stare Krum, the opposing batsman had no intention of taking care of the others at all.

The Irish crowd began to curse, and the leprechauns began to compare their middle fingers towards the Bulgarian area - unfortunately, to no avail, as the two batsmen on the field almost hit Harry as a Bludger.

Sirius had lost his previous blandness, and if it weren't for the two girls present, he might have cursed something at the moment—Rao was so, his hands were free, and he pointed frantically towards the Bulgarian side.

Harry had a hard time dodging, but he still charged towards Krum - it made a straight line in his form, and one of the Seekers almost tried to slam a Bludger at him.

Is this kid crazy?

Alan gripped his wand—he was ready to catch Harry if he wasn't called for help in time, though he didn't need to.

Just as he was fixing his eyes, he spotted a golden shadow.

At the moment, Krum was still searching with his back to it—and when he did, he began to rush towards the snitch as fast as he could.

Unfortunately, it was slow this time - Harry had already grasped it firmly when he was still in the palm of the Golden Snitch's hand, and then, with a loud thud on Harry's left arm, he was knocked straight off the broomstick.

As a spell fell, Harry's form stabilized in the air, the whistle blew, and the game was over.