I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 230 Winner

The poor referee, Mr. Mustafa, was fascinated by the veela dance, so he showed a big eye in the public.

He took off his trousers, revealing the two sparsely haired legs inside, but they were not exposed, and he was wearing a pair of safety pants... No, they were shorts with big flowers, which looked trendy. If you put on a pair of If you wear sunglasses and a towel, you will look like a middle-aged uncle enjoying sunbathing on the beach.

He was doing a strange dance while stroking his beard with his hand, looking very funny.

"Oh my God, this is not acceptable, but I must admit that Mr. Mustafa is not only professional in refereeing, he is even more proficient in dancing." Ludo Bagman has no mercy He gloated and broadcast to the audience in the box, "So, is there a genius doctor who can stand up and treat him with round arms in front of him?"

Look, it's worthy of being a commentator at the Quidditch World Cup, this set of chatter is quite that flavor.

This is professional (kimbo).

A doctor in the field professionally took out earplugs from his pocket, his movements were extremely graceful and calm, and he walked slowly to Mr. Mustafa, and slapped him with a round slap.

Louis thought it would be more interesting to add a voice-damn beast!What did you win!

Mustafa regained his senses after being hit by the slap. He shook his head gruntingly, took the earplugs handed over by the doctor to plug his ears, pointed at the veela and yelled furiously, and the veela also stopped dancing. , looking at Mustafa with staring eyes and pursed lips, with seven dissatisfied and eight dissatisfied expressions.

"Oh my god... Could it be that I read it wrong? Mustafa actually wanted to send the Bulgarian mascot to the stands?" Mr. Bagman said incredulously, "Well, I haven't I have experienced it, and it seems that there is no record in history. Let me look through the history books...Forget it, the great poet Beedle once said that when you punish the mascot to the stands, it means that the game will become uncivilized Get up... The situation on the court has indeed proved this sentence, let us applaud his foreknowledge!"

The Bulgarian and Irish players on the field had a savage collision, but neither of them seemed to have suffered much damage. They shook their heads and looked at each other angrily before continuing to fight.

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

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

The fans in Bulgaria applauded one after another, facing the Veela girls—after all, they have given too much to the national team, and besides, everyone is sympathetic, except for some female audiences. .

"I don't think the Quidditch national team is anything special, and I can do it." Ron said with a smile, "Look at those rotten garlic cloves in Bulgaria...God, my grandma is better at goalkeeper than you." The goalkeeper is outstanding."

"Then you go?" Percy muttered.

"150 to ten, I can do it myself." Ron replied without looking back, and finally added: "Wetherby."

This word seems to be out of date today.

This game has completely become a full martial arts, and the batters on both sides have shown no mercy. If you have to describe it, it is West Quigley and East Volkov, comparable to Nan Pepe and North De Jong in later generations. Everyone is a monk.

Speaking of De Jong, the current Bulgarian three-stickers are chasing and beating the Irish team frantically. Volkov is not very accurate, and the Bludger is boring, and no one can hit.Draganov was in a hurry. He swung his club like a knight on a horse wielding a saber, and it hit the head of the Irish Chaser Moran.

It was a good time, Moran was beaten badly.She let out a shrill scream, and fluttered down to the ground, with her long hair draped over her face in a mess, and her appearance looked terrifying.

The Irish fans on the field were outraged and booed the Bulgarian players one after another. They all stood up and formed a huge green wave.

"Foul, oops...it's too barbaric, how can you do this? The club in your hand is for hitting balls, not people..." Mr. Bagman smacked his lips loudly, "Oh, Della Garnov... now he is treating Moran's head as a Bludger."

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

The veela also lost control, their faces stretched long and gradually turned into bird heads with sharp beaks; behind them a pair of long, scaled wings protruded from the shoulders, what a weird look disgusting.

After the wings came out, the leading Veela uttered a cry, and took the lead to rush towards the leprechauns, and then the two sides fought together, the players in the sky were fighting, and the mascots on the ground were also fighting. There is so much black humor.

"Understood, children." Mr. Weasley did not forget to preach at the right time: "You can't just look at the appearance, the inner beauty is the real..."

"That's why Molly chose you?" Sirius said this without thinking, and Aunt Molly couldn't help grinning.

In fact, Aunt Molly was not ugly when she was young. Louis had seen her photos before. When Aunt Molly was in school, she was not exactly the same as Yui Hirasawa in Qingyin Girls.

Mr. Weasley glared at Sirius, and retorted: "Hey, Sirius, at least I'm not single now."

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

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

In the arena, officials from the Ministry of Magic poured into the arena, trying to separate the veela from the leprechauns, but with little success. Louis noticed that Dumbledore was watching the two sides fighting with great interest, eating nuts on his mouth. It's faster.

Who says old bee can't be a fun person?

Ireland was still scoring. After a while, the Irish team took advantage of the beating and scored another one. Since the offense was favorable and there was no substantial injury, the referee, Mr. Mustafa, did not blow his whistle. .

The fun was just getting started when the Irish batsman found a perfect opportunity to hit a Bludger with victoria Krum.With a dull sound, Krum's face came into close contact with the Bludger, and the two came out of his nose, and blood flowed down the nose to the top of Veela's head below.

The blood-soaked Veela touched her head, saw that it was blood, rolled her eyes and passed out.Seeing the blood "flowing" from the heads of their companions, the veela became even more frantic, their claws became sharper, and they began to export regardless of enemy or friend. Even the officials of the Ministry of Magic who tried to persuade them to fight were scratched with potato shreds on their faces.

But the scene was so chaotic that no one noticed that Krum was injured. Ron shouted anxiously: "Time out! Hurry up and call timeout, Mr. Bagman! Krum can't play anymore like that, my God!" ..."

Apparently, Krum has already won Harroen, a little fan, by virtue of his own performance.

Elizabeth yelled: "Don't worry about Krum, look at Lynch—"

I saw the Irish seeker suddenly dive down. This time it was definitely not a fake move by Ronski, this time it was real.

"He saw the Snitch! Look!" Elizabeth yelled again.

At this time, the supporters of Ireland stood up one after another, and everyone held their breath. Even the veela and leprechauns who were fighting on the ground stopped fighting and looked up at the movements of the Seekers in a daze.

"They're leaning too far! Going too fast! Fell to the ground!" shrieked Hermione, who would have sounded the "beep, pull up" warning if she had been the alarm on the plane.

"No! Believe in Krum!" Ron's heart was in his throat, and his knuckles were white with hands clutching the railing tightly, wishing he could fly with Krum.

"I think Lin Qi has to fall, you idiot." Elizabeth said in unison with Harry mercilessly, after the two looked at each other, Harry turned his head arrogantly.

This sister of Louis is so unlovable!Hmph, it's not because she flies better than me that I think so!
Of course, what the two professional Seekers said was right, and Lin Qi fell heavily to the ground again, knocking a Veela unconscious.

"Where's the Snitch? Where's the Snitch?" shouted Charlie, the old Gryffindor Chaser.

"He caught it! Viktor Krum, he did it! He finished it! Game over!" Harry yelled.

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 there was a golden light between his fingers.

Bulgaria: 160, Ireland: 170 flashed on the scoreboard, and the audience didn't seem to realize what was going on.Then, slowly, like a jumbo jet accelerating, the Irish supporters grew louder and louder, culminating in countless shouts of joy.

"Ireland has won!" Mr. Bagman, a veteran Irish fan, yelled weakly, but his voice sounded a little out of breath, as if he was a little dazed by the sudden end of the game," Krum The Snitch was caught and the Irish team won - my God, I don't think any of us expected this to happen! "

"Why is he going to catch the Snitch at this time?" Ron was raising his hands, jumping up and down and cheering, but he asked loudly with some puzzlement, "He ended the game when the Irish team led by 160 points , It's so unwise!"

"He knows, it's over! Can you win? Can you catch up to ten points under the strict defense of Ireland? You tell me, can you catch up? Can't you?" Harry said loudly, spreading his hands, "It's very blue! "

The game on the field was over, and the battle off the field was also over. The leprechauns flew into the sky one after another, forming an S shape for a while, and a B shape for a while, looking very embarrassed.Under the instruction of the captain of Ireland, they started their big money-spreading behavior again.

The veela lowered their heads one after another, like a lost battle.

The doctors flocked to Krum's side, wanting to bandage his wound, but Krum disagreed. He had a gloomy face, with bloodstains and scars on his face, and looked at the golden snitch in his hand with a dark gaze.His teammates clustered around him, looking downcast.

In sharp contrast not far from them, the Irish players danced excitedly and even tap danced arm in arm on the field.

"I said, they're all great lads," Louis said when he heard a heavy voice beside him.

He turned his head and saw that it was the Minister of Magic of Bulgaria.

"You can speak English!" Fudge was impatient. He stepped forward and said angrily, "But you make me gesticulate here all day long!"

"Hey, but this is fun." The Bulgarian Minister of Magic shrugged and winked at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore stretched out his hand and scratched his fingers vaguely, with a smile like an old urchin on his face.

Fudge was really angry, but his good rest as a politician allowed him to resist the desire to attack, he took a deep look at the Bulgarian minister, and walked away.

The Bulgarian minister twitched his lips and showed an inexplicable smile.

The following is the time for the awards. Whether it is the Irish fans, the Irish players, or the Irish mascot, they are all very excited. If this stadium has a roof, Louis has no doubt that they will be able to drum up the roof. stand up.

The younger sister Elizabeth in front of her, and the trio, were extremely excited, especially the twins, who had won thousands of Galleons in real money.

"Don't let your mother know about your gambling." Mr. Weasley looked at Aunt Molly who was chatting with Emma, ​​and warned the twins in a low voice: "Don't tell your mother..."

"Don't worry, Dad." Fred said happily, "We have a lot of grand plans, just watch!"

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

He knew that Gemini would definitely play tricks on him, and then said he would not tell him.As the father of these two live treasures, he really knows these two leather monkeys very well.

(End of this chapter)