Chapter 321: Battle of Ireland (Part 1)

Sober people are the most embarrassed.

"I don't know who chose the Sirens as the mascot, it's a bit bad. Hermione couldn't bear to look at the Gryffindor wizards in strange gestures.

"Maybe it's naughty, but it's impressive. Penelope was glad that there weren't many bewildered little wizards in Ravenclaw, second only to Hufflepuff.

Thankfully, the Sirens' singing didn't last long.

They landed on their own stands, and the gesture of their descent was so graceful and charming!

"Now, ladies and gentlemen, please give a warm welcome—the Irish Quidditch national team!" Bagman shouted loudly, "and it's Connolly, Ryan, Troy, Marlet, Moran, Quigley, and—and—and—Linzi!"

Seven vague green figures flew towards the arena, and if you had a panoramic telescope and slowed down the movement of the players, you could see that their broomsticks were printed with "Fire Crossbow Arrows", and you could also see their names embroidered with silver thread on their backs.

"Now, please welcome to the England Quidditch national team!

Banksy flew into the sky at a fast pace, waving to everyone, and he was greeted with enthusiastic applause.

"George Cohen!"

The second red-and-white figure flew out with a swoop.

George hovered in mid-air, touching his big bald head, and smiling silly, drawing laughter from the audience.

"Nat Dean, Dixie Lofthouse, Stanley Finney, Tom Matthews, and then Alan Harris!"

A golden phoenix flew from the entrance into the air of the arena.

This drew enthusiastic cheers from the audience.

"It's Alan!"

"Allen's Animagus is a phoenix!"

The little wizards shouted loudly, venting their excitement!

High in the air, the phoenix regained its human form, and Eren fell straight to the ground.

The audience gasped neatly, as if the pause button had been pressed, and it was frighteningly quiet.

At this moment, a shining firebolt shot from the entrance quickly, and Allen grabbed it with one hand in the air, and with a neat turnover, he rode the firebolt straight into the sky.

In an instant, the audience set off a wave of people, and Allen won the warmest applause and cheers.

"Allen, Allen, Allen......"

The little wizard of Hogwarts screamed Alan's name over and over again, venting the shock and pride in his heart with all his might!

"Just because you do a good job of acrobatics doesn't mean you can catch the Golden Snitch!"

Ron's eyes looked at Hermione, who was flushed with excitement not far away, clapping and screaming Allen's name, and muttered.

"Ireland's defense and attack can be described as the best in the world, and Lynch's level should be better than Allen, if not as good as Krum, who has just joined the national team. I don't think Alan they will be able to win. Seamus analyzed seriously.

Not only the spectators in the stands, but even the Irish team hovering high in the air were also discussing Allen.

"This Alan Harris is very technical, everyone is united, we try to score, defend well, entangle him, create chances for Lynch, and I believe that the final victory is going to be ours. ”

Troy, the captain of the Irish team and also the chaser, was in time to encourage everyone, and his players nodded in agreement.

"And thank you to our referee today, Arthur Rouse!"

A sturdy wizard strode toward the arena, a silver whistle hanging from his neck.

Arthur blew his whistle and the game began.

"Ah, he-he-he-they're going!" Bagman screamed, "it's Dean, Matthews, Finney, and to Dean, Tom Finney......"

Almost all the young wizards of Hogwarts have never seen such a wonderful Quidditch match.

The speed of the players was unbelievable – the chasers kept passing the Quaffle to the other players so fast that Bagman only had time to say their names.

The game was very intense from the start, and the two sides fought mercilessly.

The noise of the audience shook Allen's eardrums, but compared to the audience's enthusiasm, Allen was very calm at this time.

He felt the importance of the Irish team, with a batsman watching him almost at all times.

At the same time, he also saw three Irish chasers speeding next to each other, with Troy in the middle, and a little in front of Mallette and Moran, and the three of them together towards Tom, the chaser who was approaching England.

"Hawk Head Attacking Formation. Bagman yelled.

England's batsmen, Nat and George, flew quickly and both of them actually took control of the Bludgers, crossing them and smashing them towards the three side-by-side chasers in Ireland.

The Hawk Head offensive formation was broken.

"Well done!" Alan slammed his fist.

Moving side by side is certainly effective in intercepting Tom, but it also means that the area that can be attacked is multiplied!

However, the opponent's chaser, Troy, sped away and successfully intercepted Tom's Quaffle with lightning speed.

George Cohen's smile froze on his face, and he hurried to catch up and slam the Bludger into Troy.

Troy completely ignored the menacing Bludger and continued to fly towards the England goal with the Quaffle.

Ireland's batsman, Connolly, came out diagonally and struck the flying Bludger with his bat, smashing it towards the England player.

England's Quidditch players quickly returned to defence.

England's chaser Stanley managed to keep Troy in front of him.

Troy immediately threw the Quaffle, and Marlett, who was hovering underneath, caught the ball—

"Ireland score!" Bagman roared in a loud voice, and the whole audience cheered, shaking the stadium, "10:0, Ireland leads!"

As Mallette circled the field after his goal, Seamus and Ron jumped up and down excitedly, waving their arms non-stop.

The leprechauns watching the game all rose into the air again, forming the gigantic glittering clover again.

Allen thinks Ireland's chasers are superb. They work together seamlessly, and their movements are very coordinated, as if they can read each other's minds.

The competition became more intense and more brutal.

Despite the best of England's players, the gap between them and Ireland is still widening.

Alan struggled to keep his composure, circling the arena, scouring the air for the Golden Snitch trail, as did Lynch.

At this moment, a glimmer of golden light flashed in the corner of Allen's eyes - the Golden Snitch!

Eren quickly flew in the direction of the Golden Snitch, and the audience in the arena obviously noticed this, and the entire arena resounded with neat and loud cheers.