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

As if affected by the atmosphere of the scene, Bagman also seemed to be much more active, and his voice was devoid of the sense of desperation he had just now, and he was holding his wand to his neck and shouting loudly.

A figure on a broomstick swished into the arena from the entrance, flying so fast that people could only see a red afterimage passing by.

"Ivanova!"

Iger raised an eyebrow, the name... Russian?

A second figure in a bright red robe flew out...

"Zorglaf! Flesky! Vokanov! Volkov is next - Krum! ”

Iger felt that the names of the Bulgarian team sounded more like Russians than the other...

"Ahhh Ron screamed in frenzy, like a female fan who had seen an idol.

Iger squinted his eyes, Victor Krum was thin and dark, not quite the same as he had seen in the movies, his skin was a little grayish-yellow, his skin color was closer to the Middle East than that of white people, a large eagle hooked nose seemed to be a little related to Snape, it looked like a very large eagle, it was hard to imagine that this was just an eighteen-year-old boy, Iger felt that he looked a little anxious.

"Now, please welcome - the Irish Quidditch National Team!" Bagman's voice shouted loudly, "It's Connolly!" Ryan! Troy! Marlett! Moran! Quigley and Lynzie! ”

Compared with the Bulgarian team, the Irish team appeared more neatly, adjusted the multiple of the telescope, and Iger looked into the distance and grinned: "Sure enough, the fire crossbow arrow is the standard configuration of this year's World Cup..."

"And our referee today, Hassan Mustafa, the well-respected president of the International Quidditch Federation, who flew from Egypt all the way away!"

A smiling, skinny wizard strode into the arena in a golden robe that matched the colors of the stadium.

The man looked strong, the hair on his head was almost bald, and his beard was almost catching up with Hagrid.

Speaking of Hagrid's recent whereabouts, Egg scratched his hair, asking him to come to Quidditch but he would not come, as if he had some date.

Glancing towards the better boxes in the field, Egg did not notice Hagrid or Madame Maxime.

"emmm," Iger muttered softly, "they've shunned the whole world and gone on a date..."

"Ah, here they go!" Bagman shouted, "Marlet! Troy! Moran! Dimitrov - passed to Marlet again! Troy! Flesky! Moran! ”

Iger looked at the game in the field with some amazement, I have to say that the difference between this very regular World Cup final in front of him and the Academy Cup on weekdays is not a star and a half, in the past, such wonderful passes can probably only be seen in Gryffindor training, and at this time, the ghost flying ball in the field seems to have evolved into a Bludger, and it is crazy between the players of the two teams.

"Unbelievable." Iger exclaimed in amazement.

"How? Isn't it attractive? Harry roared excitedly, and Egg nodded slightly.

"It's hard to imagine that girl is in such good shape..."Iger looked at one of the female players of the Irish team in the field, nodded slightly, if I remember correctly, it was called Troy?

Harry turned his head, he was afraid that he would be tempted to press Egg's head to the floor if he listened to it any longer, he couldn't do that, because he couldn't beat Egger.

"Troy scores!" Bagman shouted.

"Troy scores again!" Bagman's loud voice roared, and the whole audience cheered, and the stadium trembled: "10:0, the Irish team is ahead!" ”

In terms of the quality of the players, the individual level of the Bulgarian team is indeed far inferior to the Irish team, and of course, the Quidditch alliance between the United Kingdom and Ireland has always been the best in the world, and this is the place where Quidditch flourishes.

Iger felt like the Bulgarian team was being teased like a fool compared to the well-trained Irish team.

It's like seeing Gryffindor vs. Slytherin, but the foul on the Bulgarian team is not so serious in comparison, after all, so many pairs of eyes are watching in a world-class game.

The elves of the Irish team's mascots, the leprechauns, flew happily, and then turned into the huge, glittering clover again, and in the audience opposite, the group of girls looked at the leprechauns with gloomy faces.

"Troy - Marlet - Moran!"

Ten minutes later, Ireland scored two goals again to make the score 30-0, prompting a flood of cheers from green-clad supporters.

The game became more intense and brutal at the same time, with Bulgarian batsmen Volkov and Vokanov on the verge of suckling, frantically pumping the Bludger towards Ireland's chasers and trying to organise some of their best attacks, and from the effect, their tactics worked, with Ivanova breaking through Ireland's lineup and scoring the first goal of the night for Bulgaria.

"Plug your ears with your fingers!" Mr. Weasley saw the girls dancing again in celebration, and he quickly shouted loudly. A group of dogs were busy plugging their ears, perhaps because of the mess just now, Harry even closed his eyes.

Eggle looked at the group of excited and shouting babies, pinching his chin and not knowing what to think.

On the field, Krum's Langsky feint panicked the Irish team's seeker Lin Qi to the ground to win the audience's amazement, but this also angered the players of the Irish team, fifteen minutes later, the Irish team forced a breakthrough to attack ten goals in a row again, and all of them went into the frame.

"The Bulgarian goalkeeper can basically declare the industry," Iger muttered quietly.

Perhaps the Irish team is attacking too hotly, and the game has begun to become unscrupulous.

"Ireland made a free throw, Musta scolded the Bulgarian goalkeeper for hitting someone, yes, the elbow movement was too big!" Bagman said to the noisy audience.

The little goblins, who were originally angry because of the foul on the opposite side, saw the reversal of form and quickly formed a 'Ha! Ha! Ha! '.

Egg looked at the group of leprechauns and laughed, this little thing is quite cheap...

Mei Wa on the opposite side of the arena jumped up, shook her hair angrily, and began to dance again.

However, due to the unexpected dance, the referee Hassan Mustafa, who was presiding over the free throw, had landed in front of the girls, flexing and stretching his limbs strangely to show off his muscles, and excitedly stroked his beard.

"Oh, that's not going to work!" Ludo Bagman's voice sounded with a hint of a smile: "Who's going up up and giving the referee a slap?" ”

One of the people in the field blocked his ears with his fingers, rushed into the field, and kicked Mustafa in the shin a few times, and the old wizard quickly came to his senses, and was arguing with the girls, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Oh... Maybe I'm mistaken, Mustafa wants to play the mascot of the Bulgarian team home. Bagman muttered reluctantly, "We've never seen such a scene, and the game may become uncivilized..."

Bagman was right, the game did start to get uncivilized.