The poor referee, Mr. Mustafa, was charmed by the dancing of the girl, and he showed a big eye in front of the public.

He took off his pants, revealing two sparsely haired legs inside, but they weren't gone, and he was wearing a pair of safety pants inside...... No, it's a batch of big-flower shorts, which looks trendy, and if you put on a pair of sunglasses and a towel, you're a middle-aged uncle sunbathing on the beach.

He was doing a strange dance while running his beard with his hands, which looked very funny.

"Oh my God, that's not going to work, but I have to admit that Mr. Mustafa isn't just a professional referee, he's even better at dancing." Ludo Bagman gloated in the box without mercy and broadcast to the audience, "So, is there a miracle doctor who can stand up and go in front of him and round his arm to heal him?" ”

Look, it's worthy of being a commentator at the Quidditch World Cup, and this set of nagging has that flavor.

That's what the profession is.

A doctor in the field professionally pulled the earplugs out of his pocket, and with great grace and calmness, he walked slowly up to Mr. Mustafa and slapped him in the face.

Louis thinks it would be more flavorful to have a dubbing - damn brute! What have you won?

Mustafa was a little relieved by this slap, he shook his head with a slur, took the earplugs handed over by the doctor to block his ears, and pointed at the girls loudly and shouted loudly, and the girls also stopped dancing, staring at Mustafa one by one with eyes and pouting, and their expressions looked seven dissatisfied and eight angry.

"Oh my gosh...... Could it be that I read it wrong? Mustafa actually wanted to put the Bulgarian mascot in the stands? Mr. Bagman said incredulously, "Well, I haven't experienced such a situation yet, and it seems that there is no record in history, so let me turn to the history books...... Forget it, the great poet Bedou once said that when you throw the mascot into the stands, it means that the game is about to become uncivilized...... The situation on the field also proves this sentence, let us applaud his old man's foreknowledge! ”

The Bulgarian and Irish players on the field collided savagely, but neither seemed to be hurt too much, shook their heads at each other, looked at each other angrily, and then continued the fight.

On the other side of the field, the Meiwa reluctantly walked up to the stands one after another, and the leader of the Meiwa stood in front of the audience, stretched out his arms, and made a posture of dominating the world on the field.

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Ms. Rita Skeeter's attendant had a keen sense of smell and recorded this historic moment.

The Bulgarian fans applauded and looked at the girls - after all, they have paid too much for the national team, and besides, everyone is also pitiful, except for some female audiences, everyone can't bear to suffer from the grievances.

"I don't think there's anything outstanding about this Quidditch national team, and I can play it too." Ron smiled and said, "Look at those cloves of rotten garlic in Bulgaria...... Oh my God, my grandma is a better goalkeeper than this goalkeeper. ”

"And you're up?" Percy muttered.

"One hundred and fifty to ten, I can do it too." Ron nodded without looking back, and at the end, he added, "Weatherby." ”

It seems that this word is not going to pass today.

This game has completely become an all-martial arts, and the batsmen on both sides have shown no mercy, if I have to describe it, it is Siquegley, East Volkov, comparable to the later generations of South Pepe and North De Jong, everyone is a warrior monk.

Speaking of De Jong, the current Bulgarian trio is frantically chasing and blocking and beating the Irish team, Volkov is not very accurate, the Bludger is stuffy, and no one can hit it. Draganov was in a hurry, and he swung his stick like a knight on a war horse wielding a saber, and the head of Moran, the Irish chaser, smothered.

It's a good thing, Moran was beaten to the point that his head was bleeding. She let out a terrible scream and fell to the ground in a fluttering manner, her long hair draped over her face, and her shape looked terrifying.

The Irish fans on the pitch were furious, booing the Bulgarian players in waves of high waves, and they all stood up in a huge green wave.

"Foul, oops...... It's so barbaric, how can it be? The stick in your hand is for playing, not for hitting......" Mr. Bagman let out a loud lip smack, "Ouch, Draganov...... Now I'm using Moran's head as a Bludger. ”

The leprechauns were also anxious, as the mascots of Ireland, they certainly couldn't watch the home team's players get beaten. They decided to do something, and this time they got together and started throwing something frantically at the girls - but they couldn't see clearly, they couldn't tell what it was, maybe it was snow (sad).

The girls also lost control, and their faces gradually turned into bird heads with sharp beaks; Behind him, a pair of long, scaly wings protruded from his shoulders, and he looked very disgusting.

After the wings came out, the leading girl shouted, and took the lead to pounce on the little leprechauns, and then the two sides scuffled together, the players in the sky were fighting, and the mascots on the ground were also fighting, but there was a bit of black humor.

"Got it, kids." Mr. Wesley did not forget to preach: "You can't just look at the outside, the beauty on the inside is the real ......"

"That's why Molly chose you?" Sirius said this thoughtlessly, and Aunt Molly couldn't help but laugh.

In fact, Aunt Molly was not ugly when she was young, Louis once saw her photos, Aunt Molly and the light girl in the light voice Yui Hirasawa when she was in school cannot be said to be exactly the same, it can only be said that the two are not bad.

Mr. Wesley glared at Sirius and sneered, "Hey, Sirius, at least I'm not a single dog right now. ”

Now it was Sirius' turn to get depressed, and he wanted to say something but couldn't find the words to refute it, until he was hit on the head by Emma with a folding fan.

"Concentrate on turning the rope! Severus has been waiting for you for a long time! ”

Inside, officials from the Ministry of Magic poured into the arena in an attempt to separate the meadows from the leprechauns, but to little avail, and Luis noticed that Dumbledore was watching the battle with great interest, eating nuts faster with his mouth.

Who says old bees aren't fun?

Ireland were still scoring, and after a while, the Irish team grabbed the gap of the beating and scored again, given that the attack was advantageous and there was no substantial damage, Mr. Mustafa, as the referee, did not blow the whistle.

The show was just beginning, and the Irish batsman had a golden opportunity to smash a Bludger ball at Victor Krum. With a dull thud, Krum's face made intimate contact with Bludger, and two came out of his nose, blood running down his nose to the top of Meiwa's head below.

The bloody Meiwa touched her head, and when she saw that it was blood, she rolled her eyes and fainted. Seeing the blood "flowing" from their companions' heads, the girls became even more crazy, their claws became sharper, and they began to output regardless of friend and foe, and even the officials of the Ministry of Magic were scratched out of their faces with shredded potatoes.

But the scene was so chaotic that no one noticed that Krum was injured, and Ron anxiously shouted, "Stop! Hurry up and shout a timeout, Mr. Bagman! Krum can't play like that, oh my god......"

Obviously, Krum has already gained Harron's little fan brother with his performance.

Yin Lizabeth shouted: "Don't care about Krum, look at Linzi-"

I saw the Irish Seeker suddenly dive downward, this time it was definitely not a Langsky feint, this time it was real.

"He's seen the Golden Snitch! Look! Yin Lizabeth shouted again.

At this time, the supporters of Ireland stood up one after another, everyone held their breath, and even the meows and leprechauns who were fighting on the ground stopped fighting and looked up in amazement at the actions of the Seekers.

"They have too many angles! It's too fast! I'm going to fall to the ground! Hermione screamed, "Doto, pull up" if she was on the plane's alarm.

"No, it won't! Trust Krum! Ron's heart was in his throat, and he clutched the railing with the joints of his hands white, eager to fly with Krum.

"I think Lin Qi still has to fall, this rookie." Elizabeth said in unison with Harry without mercy, and after the two looked at each other, Harry turned his head haughtily.

This sister of Louis is so uncute! Hmph, it's not because she's a better flyer than I do!

Of course, what the two professional Seekers said was right, and Lin Qi fell to the ground again and knocked out a girl.

"What about the snitch? What about the Snitch? Charlie, the older Gryffindor chaser, shouted.

"He caught it! Victor Krum, he did it! He finished the game! It's over! Harry shouted.

Krum's nosebleed was still flowing, but he didn't care about it anymore, he rose lightly into the air, raised his fist 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 Irish supporters grew louder and louder, and finally erupted into a myriad of shouts of joy.

"The Irish team has won! Mr. Bagman, a veteran Irish fan, shouted weakly, but his voice sounded a little out of breath, as if he was a little confused by the abrupt end of the game, "Krum caught the Golden Snitch but Ireland won - oh my God, I don't think anyone expected this to happen!" ”

"Why did he go to catch the Golden Snitch at this time?" Ron was now raising his hands in the air, jumping up and down and cheering, but asked aloud with some puzzlement, "How unwise it was for him to finish the game when the Irish team was one hundred and sixty points ahead!" ”

"He knew it was over! Can you win? Can you chase ten more points under the strict defense of Ireland? Tell me, can you catch up? Can't you? Harry said loudly, "It's blue!" ”

The game on the field is over, and the battle off the field is also over, and the leprechauns fly into the sky one after another, sometimes in an S shape, and sometimes in a B shape, looking very sad. At the direction of the captain of Ireland, they began their coin scattering again.

The girls lowered their heads one after another, and they all hung their heads like defeated people.

The doctors flocked to Krum's side to bandage his wounds, but Krum disagreed, his face gloomy with blood and scars, and his gloomy gaze at the golden snitch in his hand. His teammates crowded around him, looking dejected.

Not far from them, the Irish players danced excitedly and even tap-danced arm in arm.

"I mean, they're all great boys." Louis heard a heavy voice beside him.

He turned his head to see that it was Bulgaria's Minister of Magic.

"You can speak English!" Fudge was anxious, and he stepped forward and said in a fit of rage, "But you've made me here all day!" ”

"Hey, but that's fun." Bulgaria's Minister of Magic shrugged his shoulders and winked at Dumbledore on the side.

Dumbledore reached out and scratched his fingers, an old boyish smile on his face.

Fudge was genuinely angry, but his good recuperation as a politician held back his desire to have a seizure, and he took a deep look at the Bulgarian minister and walked away.

The Bulgarian minister tugged at his lips and smiled inexplicably.

Here's the time for the awards, and the Irish fans, the Irish players, and the Irish mascots are all very excited, and if the stadium had a roof, Louis has no doubt that they can puff it up.

The younger sister Yin Lisabeth in front of her, as well as the trio, were all extremely excited, especially the twins, who had won thousands of Galleons for real money.

"Don't let your mother know about your gambling." Mr. Wesley looked at Aunt Molly, who was chatting with Emma, and whispered a warning to the Twins, "Don't tell your mother ......"

"Don't worry, Dad." Fred said happily, "We have a lot of big plans, so keep an eye on them!" ”

Mr. Wesley hesitated, as if to ask what their grand plan was, but resisted the desire.

He knew that the twins would definitely play tricks on him, and then said they wouldn't tell him. As the father of these two living treasures, he really knows these two leather monkeys too well.