"Ireland scored another goal!"

The leprechauns rose into the air again from the sidelines, forming a giant green clover, and the babes looked at them with gloomy faces.

The Irish chasers are highly skilled, and the three of them share a brain.

The Quaffle balls passed back and forth in their hands, while they were also going back and forth in the field like lightning.

The Bulgarian players had no power to fight back at all, so they kept using Bludgers to try to interfere with the trio's cooperation.

Finally, after Ireland scored the third goal, Bulgaria also opened up and scored a goal.

"Now it's up to Krum to catch the Golden Snitch as soon as possible before the score closes and ends the match." Ron watched nervously as his idol Krum kept circling around the court.

Although the officials in the box here all support the Bulgarian team, the audience who bought social tickets in the back will not care so much.

Every time Ireland scored a goal, someone screamed and waved a rattling cardboard that Carnot recognized as a ticket from the betting station.

This is also in the box, everyone is still relatively self-controlled, and the fans below are automatically divided into two piles and seated, and now it seems that they are going to fight with the other side.

"It's in again! Ireland! Ludo's voice was still enthusiastic, and Kano inexplicably felt that this guy was more supportive of the Irish team than Bulgaria.

Could it be that someone paid a lot of money to buy Bulgaria to win? Is he getting excited to get a big buck?

Suddenly, Krum and Irish Seeker Lynch began to dive towards the ground, and the spectators held their breath as they raced close to the ground.

Harry set up his binoculars, using his talent as a Seeker, to keep observing, but he didn't see the golden glimmer of the Golden Snitch.

"Lansky feint!"

Just as Harry asserted, Krum jerked up his broomstick, his face twisted with the acceleration.

And Lynch, though he slowed down as if he had just woken up from a dream, finally slammed into the soft ground, like a potato that only falls in the field at the time of the autumn harvest.

The referee blew a timeout, and the medical team rushed over and pulled Lynch out of the field.

It seemed that he was fine, and the broom's excellent mobility and soft ground saved him.

Lynch recognized a few of the therapist's outstretched fingers, took a sip of water, and rose into the air again.

Kano felt that with Krum's operation just now, he could be an astronaut at least.

The Irish team had already understood that Krum was at a higher level than Lynch and decided to score more on Quaffle before the end of the game.

They launched an even more fierce attack, and the Bulgarians were inferior to the others, so they had to start using their little dirty hands.

Harry had seen the so-called "Quidditch Foul Book", but he was reluctant to use it at school, and the others were far inferior to him.

But at the highest level of professional competition, Harry was an eye-opener.

The black elbow that passed by, the collision in the blind spot of vision, the ghost flying ball that would rather not score than be scrapped, not to mention the Bludger that was originally born to beat people.

It's not so much a game as an air battle.

Or the essence of competitive sports is fighting, but it is just put on a layer of civilization, and the core is still fighting and fighting.

Harry seemed to be able to hear the muffled thumping of flesh through the telescope, and he was sure that the men must have bruises under their robes.

Every time Bulgaria scores a point, the girls dance on the sidelines.

Unfortunately, in the eyes of the excited athletes, they are certainly not as glamorous as the Golden Snitch.

And as soon as someone of the supporters of the Irish team is confused, the good brother next to him will wake him up with a kind big mouth.

Therefore, the only one who was hit by the trick was the bearded referee from Egypt.

The referee seemed to have a second spring, put his work aside, fell in front of the cheerleaders, rolled up his sleeves and began to show his muscles.

The athletes carried out the game without a referee, until the medical team ran over and kicked the referee who was looking at him.

"Oh my God, what do I see? The referee asked the girls to leave the field, which is really a rare scene! ”

Ludo gloated as the referee and the Bulgarian players argued, and the Irish and Bulgarian fans never stopped insulting each other.

The situation soon spiraled out of control, and after the Irish players were maliciously rammed, the leprechauns made international gestures in the air to greet the whole family.

The girls immediately transformed, and the pure-blooded ones had a long beak and a pair of wings covered with scales sticking out from their shoulders.

The two cheerleaders scuffled together, and they played with passion and style, knocking out the crooked teeth of the little leprechaun and the silver scales on the wings of the girl.

The charm of the girls has become invalid after the transformation, and now the audience has calmed down a lot, and some fans of their own teams who were eliminated early are now starting to watch the cheerleaders fight.

Fleur held Kano's hand uncomfortably, and Kano comforted her softly.

"It's okay, it's almost over."

"But there is no time limit for the World Cup final, and it will only end when the golden snitch is caught, and I am afraid that by the end of the game, the stadium will be full of corpses." Fleur wasn't watching the game at all, always staring at the girls who were beating on the ground.

"Ireland have scored sixteen goals and Bulgaria have scored only one. In this case, there will be no turnaround in delaying time. ”

Before Kano could finish speaking, he saw Lynch suddenly change direction and accelerate, and Krum followed closely behind, quickly overtaking him.

The two swooped down on the ground again, and Lynch planted himself in the ground again, while Krum raised his right hand, and the Golden Snitch remained safe in his hands.

The final score was fixed at Ireland 170 and Bulgaria 160, and Ireland scored 17 goals, which offset the 150 points that Krum had to catch the Golden Snitch and also set the victory into the game.

It was a dignified defeat for Bulgaria and a glorious defeat for Krum himself.

There were chagrin sounds in the front three rows of the box, and there were several places in the back row where there were also scolding voices as they shredded the bills.

Fleur breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the cheerleaders below who had finally been separated, and leaned back in her chair.

"In the future, there will be a game against Bulgaria, and I will definitely not watch it again."

"Actually, you can learn from Gabrielle." Kano said with a smile.

Gabrielle on the side had already buried her head in her mother's arms and asked her to cover her ears, and now she raised her head and looked at her sister and brother-in-law blankly.

Fleur twisted Kano's arm angrily.

Krum's Bulgarian team made their way to the top box and shook hands with the Bulgarian Minister of Magic.

"You're very brave."

The Bulgarian Minister of Magic set the tone for today's game in standard fluent English, and everyone in the audience heard it through magic.

The fans cheered for them regardless of their previous suspicions, and Fudge's face changed several times, and finally stopped at the terrible iron blue.

Bulgaria is not a magical power.

Did even their Minister of Magic despise himself so much?

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