The atmosphere of the game has reached a white-hot stage, and the two batsmen of the Bulgarian team are frantically waving their bats, regardless of whether it is the man or the ball next to them.

Until a Bulgarian player deliberately rushed to the Irish team's formation and knocked Ireland's Moran into a daze with a very obvious foul posture, the Irish fans in the stadium shouted fouls, and the referee awarded the Irish team a penalty.

The group of leprechauns all rose into the air, and the golden light formed a huge big hand, and raised the middle finger towards the group of girls opposite...

The girls went crazy and lost control in an instant, and they didn't dance anymore this time, but just flew through the arena and began to throw handfuls of flaming flaming objects at the leprechauns.

Now they were a pair of spiky birds' heads, and a pair of scaly wings were emerging from their shoulders.

"Got it, kids." Mr. Weasley still doesn't forget to tell him, "So you can never just look good." ”

"Normally, Mei Wa will only show her beautiful side in front of the person she likes." Egg muttered quietly, and Hermione rolled her eyes fiercely.

Mr. Weasley: "......"

It's really annoying...

Wizarding officials and Aurors poured into the arena, trying to separate the fiery leprechauns and leprechauns in the arena, but it didn't seem to be of much use, and the game above the arena was still the same, and the beakers and leprechauns were tearing fiercely on the ground below.

As the minutes passed, the people in the box could not even hear the explanation, and the room was filled with angry screams of the babies, the roars of the Bulgarians, and the deafening complaints of the auditorium.

"Please, Mr. Moritiss, help." Fudge rushed in from outside the box, looking at Egg with an anxious look on his face.

The corners of Egger's mouth tugged, this old man's head was spinning really fast...

Also, at present, the only person who has the ability to directly control the two sides seems to be himself...

Taking a deep breath, Egg pressed on the railing in front of the box and roared downward: "Silence!! ”

The sound was as breathtaking as that of Hong Zhong Dalu, and the audience in the stadium only felt as if a male lion was roaring in their ears with a megaphone, and their heads were buzzing.

Harry rubbed his scalp, which was tingling from the shock, and he always felt that Egger's voice could be heard even by Muggles hundreds of miles away...

"Left and right separation." Egger clasped his hands together, and then the movements of his hands were very neat to the sides, and the little leprechauns and Meiwa, who were originally shocked by Egger's heads, were suddenly thrown out of the field by an inexplicable force.

There was an uproar in the arena, and countless crowds looked towards Egger's box, and the stadium was full of whispering voices.

Egger doesn't feel happy at all, if it's a big event, forget it, but to show his ability in this aspect of the rack, Egger always feels a little low...

Look at people, either hard anal Voldemort, or hard anal Dumbledore, and even some people have a hard anal Slytherin, when it comes to their own crossing, why is it to catch these mascots who feel that their IQ is in arrears no matter how you look at them?

"Oh roar, thank you Mr. Moritis for your help, thank goodness the Ministry of Magic owes him a favor." Bagman's big mouth yelled, and soon the crowd was drawn back to the game again.

In the distance, on the field in Bulgaria, a group of girls seemed to be talking about something, looking at Egger's box from time to time.

"They're not going to get revenge, are they?" Fred looked at the group of girls in the distance who were pointing in his direction in the distance.

"Be careful." Mr. Weasley's face was serious.

In the next second, the group of beautiful babies seemed to say something happy, and screamed loudly again, and then Egger saw a group of beautiful and flower-like babies kissing madly towards him, and even more were controlling the flames towards Eggby's heart, and the bewitching firelight gathered into a peach heart shape in the air, fluttering and jumping.

Screams erupted in the venue, the twins whistled frantically and cheered loudly, Harry laughed, but Hermione's face was a little dark...

Egger smiled, and casually tapped his finger in the direction of the girl, and a red arrow flew out of Egg's finger and nailed straight to the red peach heart, Hermione reached out angrily and pinched the soft flesh of Egg's waist.

There was laughter in the stadium, and from time to time someone shouted Egger's name, and for a while, few people paid attention to the game in the stadium.

The corners of Egger's mouth curled, and he sat back in his chair, Westerners like this tone, the more you wave, the more swinging they become...

Perhaps because of this little episode, the confrontation in the field was not as frantic as it had just been, and Krum wiped the blood on his face from the chaos and scanned around, hoping to find the trace of the Golden Snitch.

"Look at Lin Qi!" Harry jerked Egger's shoulder.

"Who is Lin Qi?" Iger asked aloud.

"He's seen the Golden Snitch." Harry ignored Egger's question and exclaimed excitedly, "He saw it, look at him!" ”

"So who the hell is Linzi..."Iger muttered, looking at the Irish Seeker in the field, he was rushing down frantically, and the Irish fans stood up one after another, setting off a big green wave, and Iger was flustered when he saw the green color...

Krum's reaction was quick, almost at the same time, he followed after picking it up, and then frantically drove the broom under him, and soon, the positions of the two were relatively parallel.

"I'm going to fall, I'm going to fall!" Hermione watched the two of them scream.

"No, it won't!" Ron yelled.

"Lin Qi will." Harry shouted.

As it turned out, Harry was right, and Lindley fell to the ground for the second time...

"What about the Golden Snitch? Where's the Snitch? Charlie shouted.

"Click~" Tim Gambe's instigator wings landed next to Charlie, and Charlie casually pulled it aside: "Okay dear, I'm not calling you..."

"He caught it! Krum got it! It's over! Harry yelled excitedly.

Krum's bright red robe glittered with speckled nosebleeds, and he rose lightly into the air, fist raised high, a golden light peeking out between his fingers.

Egg pinched his chin and laughed, it would be interesting if he caught Tim Gambe by mistake...

It's good that I didn't let the little things out and fly around...

The scoreboard flashed the score, Bulgaria 160, Ireland 170, perhaps because the end was too abrupt, and the audience in the stadium didn't react for a while.

Slowly, like a giant jet accelerating, the chatter of the Irish supporters grew louder and louder, and finally there were countless shouts of joy, and the stadium was jubilant.

At the same time, as the score flickered at the end of the game, Bagman suddenly collapsed to the ground with a scream, his face was very pale...