"I think it's very suspenseful, you know, this is the World Cup, not the Quidditch in our school, and the era when Seekers dominate the game, it may not work here." Malfoy, despite his admiration for Krum, was sensible enough to believe that Ireland had a better chance of winning the long game.

"Dimitrov! Lefsky! Dimitrov! Ivanova – oh my! Bagman said in a loud voice.

The 100,000 wizards held their breath as they watched as the two seekers, Krum and Linzi, descended rapidly among the pursuers, as if they had jumped out of the plane without a parachute. Augustus looked at the two rapidly descending players with some strange reasons, within the scope of his Eye of Discovery, there was no existence of the Golden Snitch at all, if he couldn't find the Golden Snitch with his dynamic vision, there could only be one reason why Krum still did it.

Sure enough, a second after the worst, Victor Crewe stopped diving, rose again, and flew away in a circle. And Lin Qi fell heavily to the ground, and the thud could be heard by the entire gymnasium. There was a lamentation from the seats of the Irish audience.

"Tsk, amazing feints." Augustus' eyes lit up and he exclaimed.

"The game is suspended," Mr. Bagman yelled, "and the trained on-field doctor rushed to the field to check on Aidan Linzi's injuries. ”

Lillian used the panoramic telescope replay and match analysis buttons to adjust the speed dial and reattach the telescope to her eye. She watched as Krum and Linzi swooped down again in slow motion. A line of glowing purple text flashed across his camera: Lonsky feints - pinning down dangerous Seekers.

"Very well, he is indeed the most talented Seeker of the century, and Irish Linzi is like an idiot in front of him. I have to say, this trick is cool. Malfoy sighed, adoring on his face.

After another 15 minutes of intense and intense action, Ireland scored 10 goals in quick succession. They are now leading 130-10 and the game is starting to get unscrupulous.

When Malette sprinted at the post again with a Quaffle under her arm, Bulgarian goalkeeper Zoglav flew out to meet her.

"It's a bad situation, but with this momentum, Ireland can win by another 50 points and the game will be secure. Bulgaria is now completely pressed and beaten. Lillian's tone was rather cold, and she really didn't have a good impression of Ireland, as if it was because of Qiu Zhang.

Just now, after Marlet was rammed by the opposing goalkeeper, the leprechauns rose into the air angrily like a swarm of shiny bumblebees, and now they quickly formed a "Ha! Ha! Ha! ". Mei Wa on the other side of the arena jumped up, angrily shook their hair, and started dancing again.

Malfoy's face changed, and he quickly blocked his ears. "Again, these annoying things."

Lillian pointed to the front row of the gym. "Look at the referee!" She giggled.

Augustus looked over to the referee's bench, where Hassan Mustafa had landed in front of the dancing girl, and he was acting very strangely. He flexes his limbs, flexes his muscles, and strokes his beard excitedly.

"Well, in this way, this referee estimates that after this World Cup, he will have to step down." A smile appeared on the corner of Augustus's mouth, such a person can also be a referee? Is it a squib?

"Oh, that's not going to work!" Ludo Bagman said, but listening to his tone, he also found it very funny, "Somebody went up and slapped the referee!" ”

A field doctor plugged his fingers in his ear, rushed into the field, and kicked Mustafa in the shin several times. Mustafa seemed to come to his senses. Harry held up the panoculars again, and saw that Mustafa looked very embarrassed, and was yelling at the baby, who stopped dancing and looked very unconvinced.

The competition has now reached a ferocious level of intensity that they have never seen before. The batsmen on both sides showed no mercy: Volkov and Vokanov, in particular, who didn't care whether the ball or the man was hit with their bats. Dimitrov lunged straight at Moran, who was holding the Quaffle, knocking her off the broomstick.

"It's started, the World Cup has become a dirty cup, what's the difference between this and the football in the Muggle World Cup, the quality of these players needs to be improved." Lilian's red pupils were filled with disdain, and even if she was as regular as the World Cup, she couldn't avoid these dirty tactics.

Augustus chuckled, "There is a big environmental problem, many fans who support the team don't feel that there is anything wrong with doing this, and those players naturally don't bother to follow the rules." ”

"Indeed, the quality of most of the audience is here, how can you ask these players to improve their quality, what kind of team has what kind of fans, that's right." Lillian nodded.

The leprechauns all rose into the air again, and this time they formed a giant hand and made a very rude gesture towards the girl on the other side of the field. When Meiwa saw it, she immediately lost control. Instead of dancing, they flew through the arena and began throwing handfuls of flaming objects at the leprechauns. Harry looked through the binoculars and saw that they weren't beautiful at all. Instead, their faces were elongated into pointy, sharp-beaked heads, and a pair of long, scaly wings were emerging from their shoulders—

Malfoy had a look on his face that he had known this for, "I've seen the real bodies of these girls a long time ago, and I don't have any interest in them." ”

"Look at Lin Qi." Lillian suddenly pointed at the Irish Seeker.

I saw that the Irish Seeker suddenly dived down, and in Augustus's panoramic vision, a small golden dot appeared not far from the ground.

At this point, half of the audience realized what was going on. Ireland's supporters stood up again, setting off another wave of green, screaming to cheer on their Seekers...... But Krum followed.

"With Lin Qi's flying skills, maybe this time I will have a close contact with the ground." Lillian sighed, as if she had seen through the essence of this Irish team Seeker.

The two swooped down to the ground again——, as expected, Lin Qi fell heavily to the ground for the second time, and a group of angry Meiwa immediately surrounded them like a swarm.

"Where's the Golden Snitch, where is the Golden Snitch?" Malfoy, who was sitting there, shouted.

Augustus pointed to Krum, not far away, "in his hand." ”

Krum's bright red robe glistened with speckled nosebleeds. He rose lightly into the air, fist raised high, and a golden light appeared between his fingers.

The scoreboard flashed with the scoreline, Bulgaria: 160, Ireland: 170, and the audience didn't seem to realize what was going on. Then, slowly, like a giant jet speeding up, the chatter of the Irish supporters grew louder and louder, and at the end of the day there were countless shouts of joy.