Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

Chapter 189 We are the champions

"It seems Lin Qi is fine, guys." Ludo said happily, "Then let's continue the game."

Louis, who was attracted by the game again, no longer paid attention to Karkaroff. He must have come to watch his protégé's game.

Yes, Victor Krum is the best current student at the prestigious Nordic school Durmstrang.

As soon as the whistle sounded, the Quidditch players from the two teams began to compete at a fast pace again. Ireland seemed to be irritated by Victor Krum's behavior just now. They no longer acted in a playful manner, but went all out. A strong desire to win was ignited in the eyes of every Irish player.

So in the next fifteen minutes, the Bulgarian team once again fell into a passive defeat mode. They conceded eight goals in a row, and the score gradually settled at 130-10.

The Irish leprechauns began to dance with joy, and the brief and precious pause that Klum had fought for did not seem to work. The Veela representing Bulgaria looked gloomy.

However, before the Veela attack, the whistle sounded again. The Bulgarian goalkeeper seemed to have used his elbow, and the Egyptian referee awarded a penalty kick.

This made Bulgaria, which was already 120 points behind, even worse. The leprechaun mocked the Veela on the opposite side provocatively, and the Veela had already started dancing aside, and the music started playing again.

Harry and Ron quickly covered their ears, because they might not be as determined as Louis, and even if they knew it was the charm of Veela, they would still be attracted to them.

However, there may be another point that they have not seen the terrifying side of Veela and lack the Meditation Scepter to resist all psychic magic.

On the field, the Egyptian referee suddenly flew towards the group of Veela for some reason, and his behavior was extremely strange.

"Oh, Hassan, what is he doing? Can anyone give him a slap?" Ludo Bagman said jokingly.

The group of witch doctors on the sidelines seemed to have discovered this situation. They wore earplugs and cautiously approached Hassan, who was showing off his sexy muscles in front of the Veela, and then kicked him next to him.

Mostav was in pain and suddenly became much more awake. He looked at the surrounding audience with some embarrassment, and then cursed the Veela secretly.

Louis found it a little funny. Indeed, wizarding Quidditch games were much more chaotic than Muggle football.

The game has entered a fierce stage, and the players from both sides have reached the point where they cannot give in to each other. Bulgaria wanted to repeat the same trick and use its strong body to hit the Irish players as much as possible. But at this moment, the green Irish did not accept this trick. They relied on their extremely strong strength and flexibility to avoid the brutal attacks of the Bulgarians time and time again.

Seemingly being cornered, the two Bulgarian batters swung their bats desperately, regardless of whether the target was a Bludger or a Wizard. They even hit Moran directly with the Quaffle, making him almost hit. Falling off a broomstick.

"Foul! A naked foul!" Ludo Bagman roared, his voice a little hoarse.

This action was met with considerable disapproval from Irish fans, who continued to abuse the Bulgarian batsman. The Irish goblin even made an extremely rude gesture towards the Veela opposite.

At this time, the Veela had completely lost their minds. They suddenly became arrogant, their faces were elongated, their wings exploded from their backs, and they even threw fireballs at the leprechauns.

"You see, so everything should not be taken at face value." Mr. Weasley said to several children in a serious voice.

The battle between the leprechauns and the veela was fierce, and the wizards tried to separate them, but failed.

The battle below did not hinder the competition above. Louis repositioned the telescope above. He had no interest in the battle between the two magical creatures.

On the sidelines, Bagman's commentary was still going on. After Bulgaria lost another penalty kick, Ireland's Moran used his miraculous strength to deceive the goalkeeper and send the Quaffle into the frame.

If there was an FMVP in the Quidditch World Cup, perhaps this Moran would be the well-deserved winner.

The Seeker can indeed determine the outcome of a game, but if the Chaser scores more goals than the Snitch scores, then the Seeker is just a game-ender in this game.

"Bang!" A loud noise attracted the attention of many people again. Louis curiously followed the direction of the sound, but saw that Bulgarian Krum's face was beaten.

"He should suspend the game! You can't do this!" Ron said. Although he supports Ireland, Krum is the most dazzling star in this arena.

"What's going on?" Louis missed the wonderful scene. His eyes were attracted by Moran just now.

"Krum was hit in the face by a malicious Bludger, and it was Ryan who did it!" Harry explained loudly to Louis. Various voices on the field were mixed together, and it seemed extremely chaotic for a time.

"The referee didn't blow the whistle?"

"You can't blame him, Louis." Ginny also appeared beside them, "He was set on fire by the Veela."

Hassan Mostaf was trying to extinguish the flames on the end of his broomstick, unaware of what was happening on the field.

What a mess. Bulgaria is now a full 160 points behind. It would be unwise for Krum to catch the Golden Snitch at this time.

But time didn't seem to give him any extra choice. Ireland's Lin Qi kept diving, and he seemed to have seen the Golden Snitch.

More than half of the Irish fans were almost aware of this, and they stood up with bated breath and excitement.

Klum followed closely behind Lin Qi, and in almost a few breaths he had overtaken Lin Qi and walked side by side with him. Qiu Zhang once told Louis that in the Quidditch game, a good broomstick is not the only standard that can reflect speed. If a person has excellent control of the broom and strong personal ability, he can make up for the gap between the two broomsticks. .

Klum and Linzi at this moment are a good example of this. The two walked side by side and almost jumped to the ground together.

"They're going to fall to the ground!" Hermione exclaimed.

"They won't!" Ron yelled defensively.

"Lin Qi will do it!" Harry shouted excitedly.

He was right, Lin Qi fell heavily to the ground again, but this time he was also attacked by Veela.

"Where is the Golden Snitch? Who caught him?"

"It's Krum! He got it! The game is over!" Harry said.

Victor Krum rose into the air, and then raised the thing in his hand above his head. The golden legend that represented the end of the game was just held in his hand.

The score was refreshed, and then settled at 160 to 170. There was silence in the venue. The next second, warm cheers broke out in the Irish camp.

"Oh, God, God! The game is over! Krum got the Golden Snitch, but Ireland won!" Ludo Bagman's voice finally sounded, "No one expected this result."

"We won! We won! We are the champions!" several Weasley children cheered, without any idea that Ireland was not a member of the United Kingdom of Great Britain.

Yes, we are the champions, FunPlus is awesome, no, Ireland is awesome.

(Sorry, I went to the wrong set.)

"Why did Krum want to take the Golden Snitch at this time?" Ron was a little confused.

"Because he has nothing to do, Ron," Harry said. "He already knows that Bulgaria can't win, that they can't catch up, but it's true that Ireland's chasers are too powerful."

Yes, for Krum, he is only sixteen years old and his career has just begun. Although he lost today, he has proven his strength and talent to the world. For him, the future is still very long.

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