I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 229 Elizabeth's ambition

In fact, to some extent, the mascot of Bulgaria is more or less suspicious, and Louis despises the Israeli behavior.

Right, even if you come alone for this kind of thing, right, it has to be in public, it's indecent, look at that Potter, his legs are on the railing; and his good brother Ron , on the edge of the railing, he posed the classic pose of a Filipino diver.

In two years, the two of them should be invited to play Titanic and say that classic sentence on the deck.

"You jump, I jump!"

However, it needs to be clarified that the word Czechoslovakia was not included in the original movie, it was just a spoof.

Besides, there is no Czechoslovakia in this era, and it has split into Czechoslovakia and Slovakia.

In the box, there were only these two children who looked fascinated. Draco sat on the sidelines and watched quietly, but the direction he was looking at was not the field, but Harry who was straddling the railing.

Want to laugh at this scar head, what should I do?Wait online.

"Harry? What are you doing?" Hermione yelled, feeling that he and Ron would be ashamed to jump off if they didn't warn her loudly.

The music also stopped abruptly, and Harry blinked blankly, only to realize that he was in a very embarrassing posture, and looking to the side, Ron's posture was even more embarrassing.

As the music stopped, the gymnasium was instantly filled with angry roars, and people were unwilling to let the veela leave-it seemed that everyone was an orthodox old color.

In fact, Harry had the same idea as them. He regretted it very much now, why did he wear the shamrock coat of arms representing Ireland?Even if it's for Miss Veela, you have to support Bulgaria.

Ireland (crossed out) Bulgaria kindly!

Ron had actually done just that, tearing off the shamrocks from his hat with a glassy eye, and Mr. Weasley leaned forward, smiling, and snatched the hat from Ron's hands.

"You'll need him later when the Irish team's performance is over," Mr. Weasley said meaningfully.

Ron snorted, still staring intently at the Veela who was leaving the arena. At this time, they had already lined up on one side of the arena.

He couldn't help making comparisons in his heart, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that Hermione was like a bean sprout that hadn't fully developed, just like a flat surface, more magnanimous than the grass on the field...

Hermione looked at her worthless boyfriend, and walked over with Ginny full of anger. The two dragged their boyfriends back neatly. They didn't dare to refute. Fist, the other feared Ginny's body would be smashed to pieces.

Louis smacked his lips loudly, gloated at the two bronchitis, and laughed wickedly.

"Now." Ludo Bagman's voice was like a bell, and the effect was not over yet, and it still exploded in the stadium like rolling thunder: "Please raise your wand to the air, and welcome the mascot of the Irish national team!"

Then, with a whoosh, something huge, green and gold, flew into the stadium, choking out the boos of protests that were about to be heard.It dragged its long tail like a big comet, and after flying around the stadium, it suddenly split like Czechoslovakia, split into two smaller comets, and rushed to the goalposts on one side.

Suddenly, a rainbow bridge appeared across the stadium, connecting the two shining balls, and the crowd burst into exclamation. Luis felt that the Bulgarian mascot in front of him was like watching a fireworks display for later generations.

At this time, the rainbow gradually disappeared, and the shining balls connected and blended together to form a huge and shiny clover, which rose to high altitude and began to hover above the stands.

Something crackled and fell from the clover like golden raindrops.

Absolutely, he is a money-scattering boy. Gold coins are constantly thrown from the huge clover. Louis has good eyesight. He can see clearly that the clover is actually composed of countless small people wearing red vests and beards. The little people are carrying a small golden or green lamp.

"It's an Irish leprechaun!" Mr. Weasley had just finished speaking when he was hit on the head by a gold coin.

While cheering, the people got into their seats to grab the gold coins in a panic. This was an opportunity to get back the ticket money, and no one wanted to miss it.

What?Veela you say?Will Veela send us Galleons?

The huge clover gradually disappeared, and the leprechauns slowly fell to the opposite side of the veela on the field, and sat cross-legged, ready to watch the game.

Ludo Bagman was loudly introducing players from both sides at this time, and every time he pronounced a name, he would swish a player into the stadium from the entrance, circling around the stadium, and the fans of his national team were still there. applauding wildly.

"It's a Firebolt! My God! They're all riding Firebolts!" Harry shouted in surprise. In fact, he also received a Firebolt from Sirius at Christmas, but this did not prevent him from saying that surprise.

After all, the national team is a national team, rich and powerful, he sighed again and again.

Mr. Bagman shouted again: "Next, I will introduce to you today's referee, the well-loved president of the International Quidditch Federation, Hassan Mustafa, who flew all the way from Egypt. !"

Louis looked down, it was a thin and thin wizard, a solid gold robe fit the stereotype of the Middle East.Especially the Mediterranean Sea on the head, shining brightly under the light, it is difficult not to be noticed.

He is just like Mrs. Hooch, with a wooden box under one arm, which contains the Quaffle and other equipment used in this game, and a silver whistle hanging around his neck. He looks absolutely professional. people.

He put the crate on the ground, kicked it open, and four balls shot into the air: a bright red Quaffle, two black Bludgers, and the very, very tiny Snitch.

With Mustafa's whistle, the players on both sides immediately urged their brooms to accelerate.

"Going! They're going!" Elizabeth screamed beside Louis, making Louis' ears itch a little.

This little girl was a little unexpectedly excited, not at all like the usual kind... no, she is also the usual kind of epileptic beauty.

As still as a virgin, as motionless as an epileptic, I mean dear little Miss Elizabeth Gloucester.

Bagman's commentary was very loud, but in Louis's opinion, it was not as good as Ron and Lee Jordan's one-ten-thousandth-perhaps, if the game was handed over to the two of them for commentary, it might be completely different. Similarly, after all the teasing, Louis may be more interested in this game.

He touched Kristaza's belly with his toe, motioning for her to beat her leg.

Kristaza obediently clenched her fists with both hands, lightly slammed on Louis's leg, and began to beat his leg.

The players below are flying very fast. Louis does not need to use that kind of holographic telescope. In fact, he has Fenglingyueying... no, it is a system-made contact lens, which is more convenient to use. Each of them has one, except Emma.

It's not that Louis doesn't give it to her, it's that she doesn't like watching Quidditch. In contrast, she prefers to flip rope with Snape and Sirius.

And Snape and Sirius... In fact, Sirius likes to watch Quidditch, but in this situation, he is more willing to turn the rope; not to mention Snape, he himself is disgusted with Quidditch In the extreme, he would have preferred to sleep at home (hanging from the ceiling) if Louise hadn't written to him.

"Hey, the Eiffel Tower!" Emma flipped her small hands, turning the flower rope out of an iron tower.

"Awesome!" Sirius clapped desperately. Snape didn't want to go along with him at first, but then he thought that this was a senior who loved him, so he stretched out his hand and began to applaud reluctantly.

Just when Emma turned over the Eiffel Tower, the first goal was scored on the court.

Ireland launched a general attack on Bulgaria with an eagle-headed attack formation, flexibly dodged the Bludgers from the Bulgarian batsman, and threw the Quaffle into the Bulgarian team's goal.

"Harry! If you don't watch at normal speed, you will miss the wonderful scene!" Hermione reminded loudly.

Elizabeth stretched out her fist and waved it. She was happy with no one of her home team, Ireland or Bulgaria, who scored goals.

It didn't matter to Louis, but theoretically speaking, he would prefer Bulgaria to win. After all, Ireland almost bombed his grandfather to the sky. Thanks to his mother's timely arrival, the tragedy in history was avoided.

Just when Louis was in a daze, Ireland scored two more goals, which was as fast as Mbappe's equalizer to Argentina-but obviously, they were in the leading state.

"It's started!" Elizabeth shouted loudly: "Louis, oh my god, don't look at your Dragon Maid's ball, look at the Chaser!"

Louis was actually in a daze, he just picked a random place to be dazed.Hearing Elizabeth's shout, she turned her eyes to the field, looking for two Seekers - well, soon he saw, Viktor Krum, the Seeker of the Bulgarian team, and Viktor Krum of the Irish team. Seeker Aidan Lynch, the two of them sprinting down among the Chasers - they're so fast they're like dive-bombing Stukas, just barely screaming.

"Listen to me, Liz." Louis said to Elizabeth who was concentrating on the two top Seekers, "Your Firebolt should be equipped with a special air whistle, just like the Stuka. Give them a little Slytherin shock while they're at the ball..."

"A good suggestion, my cousin." Elizabeth did not even look at him, and commented pertinently: "I think you are getting worse and worse, but this suggestion is good. You will find this little accessory."

"No problem, my dear cousin," Louis replied with a smile.

He turned his gaze back to the field again. The two of them were about to hit the ground, but at the last moment, Viktor Krum suddenly pushed the broom head up when he was close to the ground, and rose again. He flew away flickeringly, and the honest man Aidan Lynch fell to the ground with a bang because he couldn't dodge in time.

There was a groan from the Irish audience.

"This idiot." Elizabeth cheerfully complained, "Krum is obviously doing a fake move, why was he cheated by him, hey, really, how can anyone represent the national team, I think In a World Cup, I can't do that anymore in England - I'm going to be the Seeker for the England national team!"

"I hope you can lead the rough England team to the championship." Lewis sighed: "This country that has been troubled by disasters needs to embroider another star on the team emblem on the chest."

On the field, Mr. Bagman yelled loudly that the game was suspended, and well-trained doctors rushed into the field with bottles and cans to check Aidan Lynch's injuries.

"Hope he's all right, poor fool." Elizabeth smacked her lips loudly.

"He's fine, he just used too much force." Charlie replied, and comforted his good sister Ginny, "He just used too much force. In the case of a break, even Hogwarts is relatively well protected, as it was during the years I was in school, if it is still well repaired now."

"Very smart choice, this Bulgarian." Elizabeth obviously didn't remember Krum's name, "Lonski's fake move is very classic. The Bulgarian didn't see the trace of the golden snitch at all. He just deliberately tricked the Irish People took the bait, obviously the Great Irish Fool took the bait."

Elizabeth's venomous tongue is really useless if she doesn't comment. Maybe she can be a guest commentator during the Hogwarts Quidditch competition.

Surrounded by doctors in the arena, Lin Qi was gulping down potions and slowly recovering his strength. Krum was hovering above him, with a pair of black eyes that seemed to be looking for the golden snitch.

Soon, Lin Qi rejoined the game, and the Irish supporters also gave him encouraging cheers at the right time. After more than ten minutes of intense and exciting competition, Ireland is now far ahead with 130:10.

Well, at this stage of the game, the taste has changed a bit. It is quite a bit like the Portugal vs. Netherlands in 06. The two sides did not play Quidditch, but started to play martial arts.

In fact, she was still physically useful. When the Irish player charged with the ball, he was hit by an interception by the Bulgarian goalkeeper, pushing her off the broomstick.

"Didi——" Mustafa's whistle sounded, and he stretched out his hand to indicate a foul, and the Irish team made a free throw.

In fact, it is not only the players of the Bulgarian team who don’t talk about martial arts, even their mascots are not willing to be lonely. They start to show off and dance outside the court. .

(End of this chapter)