Chapter 369: Blood Battle Quidditch

Between the two teams, it is not advisable to go-for-tat, you go back and forth, and ignore the opponent, but it is also not advisable to follow the opponent. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAny negligence can make the opponent score more points, and blind obedience at will will only bring disastrous consequences.

In an instant, the Bulgarian Seeker, as if he had spotted the Golden Snitch, swooped down at an astonishing high speed. The Seekers of the Irish team competed against each other, flying at the same speed regardless of the fact that they did not back down.

In the chase, the ground is getting closer and closer to them, and everyone has no idea of stopping, they are waiting for the opponent's flaw.

The slight difference in strength was completely exposed at this moment, and the Seeker of the Bulgarian team circled and rose again like a dragonfly at the moment he touched the ground. The Irish Seeker couldn't control it and slammed into the ground.

In an instant, the team's team doctor rushed to the side of the Irish Seeker and gave him emergency treatment to get him back into the fight.

The Seekers of the Bulgarian team, rising into the air, overlooking the entire arena, flew at high speed, and spent precious time looking for the Golden Snitch. As long as they catch the Golden Snitch, they can win the game.

The morale of the Bulgarian players was high, and the crowd was cheering for their team and their Seekers.

After the doctor's rescue and a short suppression of the injury, the Seeker of the Irish team regained a little strength. There was no time to rest, he was high again in an instant, and continued the Bulgarian team to compete with each other, you chase me.

Bulgaria won against the Seeker, but Ireland won against the pursuers, and the game was a team match.

While the Bulgarian Seeker was teasing the Irish Seeker, the Irish Chaser's chaser continued to expand the score. Their pursuit of hands is simply too good, and their terrifying scoring ability completely crushes the Bulgarian team's formation.

In less than half an hour, the Irish team, already leading by 100 points, was in trouble.

Once this is at this juncture, the game of Quidditch begins to show its true face, and the game of wizards is ultimately resolved by strength.

The game started to get intense, or rather, it started to get ugly.

Impact, impact, impact of the body. Collisions, collisions, collisions of muscles. Body-to-body collision, broom-to-broom collision. The swaying of blood and passion, the struggle of muscles and strength.

The players swung sticks at each other and slammed into their opponents at high speed, and they swung their fists and attacked their opponents with the help of Bludgers.

All the strategies, all the ways they racked their brains, all the methods, they exhausted their ideas, just to win the score, just to win.

Quidditch is a battlefield, a display of wizarding strength and intelligence. It's not civilized, it's even a little barbaric, but that's it, sports competitions are always about winning and losing, and there is no justice.

The referees are also getting busy, and they need to discern which fouls need to be awarded and which ones can be ignored.

Free throw after free throw, foul after foul, player after player injured and rotated, barely bandaged player after player flew into the air again, continued to play, continued to fight.

Sweat is dripping, blood is dripping, and the players' fighting spirit and fighting spirit are also dripping.

This is a full-scale war, this is the last struggle, and even the mascot of the team, there is a violent conflict. The leprechaun rises into the air, transforms into a giant hand, and makes a rude and provocative gesture towards the girl.

Undeterred, they flew, their teeth and claws, their beautiful faces becoming terrifying and distorted, summoning handfuls of flames and throwing them at the leprechaun.

The Quidditch game is at its climax, the battle between the players has entered the most intense state, and the battle between the teams has also entered the most intense state.

George was also ready, to strike when he had to.

He has to be cautious, the players have started fighting, the mascot has started fighting, he has to be on guard, don't fight between the crowd supporters.

The scene was chaotic, and wizards from the Ministry of Magic rushed into the arena, trying to separate the leprechaun from the baby. But to no avail, in the end they themselves joined the fight, and the arena became chaotic.

George kept an eye on the audience, and as soon as he noticed something unusual, he immediately took action.

He secretly speculated in his heart that if the dark wizard had the heart to make a move at this time, he only needed to cause the audience to fight, and Voldemort could accomplish a feat that he couldn't accomplish in hundreds of years, and the audience could complete it in one day.

This kind of large-scale event, once a fight breaks out, causes enough casualties to make a magical country disappear and destroyed.

It has to be said that before the advent of weapons of mass destruction, it was always conflict and chaos that led to the most deaths.

The game of Quidditch has become a war through and through, with everyone wounded and blood spilled. Even the most brilliant flyer on the course, the Bulgarian Seeker, was knocked out of the nose.

This even affected his flight, he could no longer fly as dexterously and easily as before, and his flight path even deviated at high altitudes.

The chaos has a tendency to spread further.

"Or maybe I should stop that. George's mind began to spin again, "It's definitely not okay to be too out of the ordinary, it's not a smart choice to interfere with these angry spectators now that there are tens of thousands of viewers at the Quidditch World Cup." ”

Fortunately, George wasn't the only one who wanted to end the game. The Seeker of the Irish team suddenly swooped down frantically, following the direction of his sprint, George saw that it was the Golden Snitch, just catch it, and the game is over.

The Bulgarian Seeker, the brilliant flyer, followed closely behind, unscrupulously and as fast as the players of the Irish team.

Spectators also spotted it, screaming loudly, waving streamers in their hands, and cheering hard for their players.

"They're going to hit the ground. Hermione screamed, this high-speed flight was completely beyond the speed that ordinary people could control.

"No, it won't. Ron shouted, the two Seekers were flying so fast that their shadows were blurred, and Ron could only trust their abilities.

"Ireland's Seekers would. Harry exclaimed, he could see that the Irish team's Seeker was not in good shape, and the impact just now had affected his form. And this time the acceleration is faster than just now, and he will hit the ground.

(To be continued.) )