The audience erupted in enthusiastic cheers, thousands of flags waved at the same time, and the chaotic sound of the national anthem, the scene was truly lively. On the big black screen opposite, the score between Bulgaria and Ireland is clearly presented, 0-0, and the game has officially entered the stage.

"Okay, without further ado, allow me to introduce ...... The mascot of the Bulgarian national team! ”

To the right of the stands was a neat bright red phalanx, which erupted into loud cheers at the moment.

"Mascot? In the last World Cup, the Italian team brought a group of cute fanny fairy dragons who can breathe fire, and I don't know if there will be any highlights this time. Lillian picked up her binoculars with interest, ready to get a sneak peek.

As soon as the Bulgarian mascot appeared, Malfoy gasped, hurriedly put down the binoculars in his hand, and cried with a sad face, "It's actually a Meiwa, I hope it can be normal this time." ”

A hundred girls had already slid into the arena, their skin glowing as soft as the moon, their hair fluttering behind their heads without the wind...... At that moment, the music began to play, and Meiwa began to dance.

Looking at the surrounding audience members who had begun to be involuntarily moved, a smile appeared at the corner of Augustus's mouth, there are still such creatures in this world, I don't know if these so-called beauties are related to the succubi under hell, but this kind of superficial seduction can only work on some students who have not yet arrived at home in the magic realm at most, and only need some knowledge in the brain occlusion technique, which can basically only interfere with the audio-visual.

The music stopped. Malfoy still blocked his ears with bitterness and hatred, and his eyes were closed, until Lillian slapped him a few times, he cautiously opened his eyes, glanced at the people in the box, and gloated, "It's finally gone, fortunately I had the foresight, wouldn't it be a shame to be like Scarhead and Weasley's two idiots." ”

At this point, at the front of the box, Harry was resting one leg on the wall of the box. Next to him, Ron made a gesture that seemed to be about to dive off the springboard and stayed there motionless. The gymnasium was filled with angry roars. People don't want to leave.

"It's quite distinctive, using Mei Wa as a mascot, similar to the cheerleaders in the Muggle world, but it has some effect on boosting momentum. And it can also attract the support of a large part of the audience. Augustus touched his chin boredly and said casually.

"Now," Ludo Bagman's voice rang like a bell, "raise your wand into the air...... Welcome to the mascot of the Irish national team! ”

Then, with a whoosh, a huge, green and gold object flew into the gymnasium, like a large comet. It flew around the pavilion and then split into two smaller comets and slammed into a set of goal posts. Suddenly, an arched rainbow appeared in the entire arena, connecting the two large glittering balls. The crowd erupted in exclamations of "oops, oops", as if watching a fireworks display. At this moment, the rainbow disappeared, and the glittering balls connected and blended with each other to form a huge, shiny clover, which rose high into the air and began to hover above the stands. Something crackled and fell from above, like golden raindrops——, countless golden gallons fell with the flow.

"Tsk, the Irish team has really invested so much money to sprinkle so many Galleons on the audience, it is estimated that even if the prize money of this World Cup is not so much, if so, even if it wins, it will be a loss." Malfoy counted the accounts one by one, and there was a great pity for him.

Augustus chuckled, "If you're not mistaken, these dropped gold coins should all be fake, just a kind of transformation magic, and after two or three days, it is estimated that they will return to their original state." ”

"The Irish team has always done this, the dwarf who sprinkled the gold coins is just a symbol, only Draco, the stupid man, is still sorry for them, it's really unheard." Lillian sneered disdainfully.

Malfoy snorted in embarrassment, then suddenly pointed to the sky above the gymnasium and changed the subject, "Look, they're out." ”

"Now, ladies and gentlemen, a warm welcome - the Bulgarian National Quidditch Team! I'll introduce you to you - Dimitrov! ”

A red-clad figure on a broomstick flew into the arena from one of the entrances below, flying so fast that he couldn't see it clearly. He won a rave ovation from supporters of the Bulgarian team.

"Ivanova!"

A second, crimson-robed figure swooped out.

"Zorglaf! Lefsky! Vokanov! Volkov! Next up - Krum! ”

"A talented player, the youngest regular match seeker in history, Potter's fool is a difference compared to him, and this time Krum will definitely let him know what a real seeker is." Malfoy's gray-blue eyes were filled with excitement.

Next, the players of the Irish team also appeared in turn. Until the referee is introduced to the field, the game is about to begin.

Musta whistled the referee and followed the balls into the air.

"Ah, he-he-he-they're off!" Bagman screamed, "This is Marlet! Troy! Moran! Dimitrov! Pass it to Marlet again! Troy! Lefsky! Moran! ”

Countless figures shuttled through the sky of the arena, and the chasers kept passing the Quaffle to the other team members so fast that Bagman only had time to say their names. Even with Augustus' eyesight and the magical state of dynamic vision, his movements can only be broken down into static effects, which is convenient for careful observation.

Malfoy and Lillian were already watching the game through binoculars, "Troy goal!" Bagman's big voice roared, and the audience cheered, shaking the stadium and trembling, "10:0, Ireland leads!" ”

"Troy - Marlet - Moran!" Within ten minutes, Ireland had scored two more goals to make it 30-0, prompting a flood of cheers and cheers from their green-clad supporters.

"The overall strength of the Irish team is better than that of Bulgaria, and it can only be seen whether Krum can catch the Golden Snitch before the score is too big, otherwise, this game can only end in Bulgaria's defeat." Augustus, based on his analysis of the flexibility and dribbling skills of the various players on the field, believes that Ireland have a better chance of winning.

Lilian nodded in agreement, "It's true that the average level of the Bulgarian team is really not high, and if Krum didn't support the situation, they wouldn't be a first-class team at all, and now, it can only be up to Krum to turn the tide and win this game on his own." ”