Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Fred and George's idea of ​​having the game last five days never came to fruition.

When the game went on for an hour, Ireland's Zi Lin discovered the Golden Snitch, and Krum also saw it.

The little golden ball with wings was about five feet above the ground.

They accelerated and swooped down at the same time, at an astonishing speed.

"They're going to hit the ground!" Hermione screamed!

"No!" Ron said firmly, "Krum is the best seeker!"

"But Linzy will!" Harry, Cedric and Charlie shouted almost simultaneously.

They were right, Lin Qi fell hard to the ground for the second time.

The Veela were so excited that they laughed loudly at the leprechauns.

Krum stabilized his broomstick at the last moment. He flew close to the ground for a while, then rose lightly into the air, raised his fist high, and a golden light appeared between his fingers.

"Krum has caught the Snitch! Game over!" Harry shouted.

The score flashed on the scoreboard, 170:160

"The Irish team won!" Bagman shouted, but there was obvious confusion in his voice, and he seemed to be confused by the sudden end of the game.

"Krum caught the Golden Snitch, and the Kellan team won... Oh my god, I don't think anyone expected it to end like this!"

Not only him, but most Bulgarian supporters also couldn't figure it out.

In their opinion, Krum had successfully stopped Qi Lin, and it stands to reason that he should give up catching the Golden Snitch until his teammates reduced the score to less than 150 points.

This has been done in previous years' games.

Just like last time, the reason why it lasted for five full days was because the score difference was so big... The Seeker on the trailing side kept stalling and tried every means to prevent the opponent from catching the Golden Snitch.

But Crum... a lot of people thought he was stupid for ending the game when the Irish were 160 points ahead.

"Perhaps he knew that it was impossible to catch up." Kyle looked at Ron who was full of regret and said: "The gap between the chasers was too big. His judgment was correct. Ending the game at this time was the best choice. "

Although it is a pity to lose the game after being ten points behind, it sounds nicer to say it. At least it can be said that it was a bitter defeat.

If the competition continues, it would be impolite to wait until you are five hundred points behind, or even one thousand points behind before losing.

Not only will it be embarrassing, but the player's reputation will also plummet, so it is most appropriate to end the game at this time.

Kyle looked towards the field again.

The leprechauns were ecstatically running through the sky, but they could still vaguely see the Bulgarian players surrounding Krum, shaking their heads, looking dejected.

Not far away, the Irish players from the championship-winning team danced happily, and their mascot once again showered gold coins.

The Veelas returned to their original beautiful appearance, but each one looked downcast and sad.

"I said, we fought bravely." A heavy voice came from behind Kyle, it was the Bulgarian Minister of Magic.

"Yeah, that's right..." Fudge said subconsciously, but then he was suddenly stunned.

"You just...wait a minute, so you can understand what I'm saying and let me compete here all day long!"

"Hey, that's fun, isn't it?" the Bulgarian minister said, shrugging.

Fudge was so angry that even when he awarded the trophy to the championship team in the end, he didn't look very happy.

But the Bulgarian minister next to him kept smiling happily, as if they were the winners.

At this time, Bagman once again put the wand to his throat and "whispered"

"I dare say this game will be talked about for several years," he said hoarsely. "What an unexpected turn... It's a pity that the game didn't go on longer."

He glanced down.

The game was over and it was time to leave, but some people did not leave the stadium. Instead, they moved towards the top-level box that was completely opposite to the exit.

They basically all wore clover ornaments and talked and laughed with each other.

Bagman also saw those people, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.

"Sorry, Arthur." He did not continue chatting with Mr. Weasley, "I still have something to do. See you next time."

After saying that, he quickly left the box and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

Mr. Weasley also led the others downstairs.

"Hey, Arthur." At the exit, a bearded wizard stopped them, "Have you seen Ludo? I remember you were also in the top box just now."

"He left after the minister handed out the trophies." Mr. Weasley said, "What's the matter, Ovo."

"Nothing." The bearded wizard said happily, "It's just that generous Ludo has to pay for my ticket. Ireland won and the game lasted less than a day... He lost to me a total of fifty Galleons!"

"Congratulations on that," Mr. Weasley said with a smile.

"Haha!" The other party smiled and waved his hand, "I'm going to find Lu Duo. See you next time."

"See you next time."

…

By the time Mr. Weasley and Kyle finally returned to the camp, it was already very late, but this did not affect people's celebration mood at all.

People's rough singing came from the night sky, and little leprechauns kept flying over their heads, waving lanterns in their hands. Laugh out loud.

"Can we go back now?" Kyle asked, looking at the thick night.

"I'm afraid not." Mr. Weasley shook his head. "No one thought that the game would end so soon. It will take some time for the portkeys to be issued."

"What about Apparition?" Kyle continued to ask.

"No way." Mr. Weasley said, "Most places here have anti-Apparition spells, and there are people from the Ministry of Magic patrolling the area. Only the open area when we came is an open area. Look there... "

He pointed ahead.

The long queue stretched all the way to the entrance of the camp, with no end as far as the eye could see.

Kyle frowned.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Weasley asked.

"It's nothing." Kyle said, "It's just that the surroundings are too noisy. I feel like I won't be able to sleep here."

"Oh yes, you're right," Mr. Weasley muttered. "Thankfully I'm not on duty and don't have to persuade them to stop celebrating their victory, otherwise it would be unimaginable."

He looked at Kyle, thought for a moment and said: "Well, you are right, it is really not good to sleep here... I will go find Arnold, and if he agrees, we can find a place outside the camp. Disapparated back."

With that, he left the tent.

Kyle stood at the door and watched for a while.

On the other side of the camp, singing and strange crashing sounds were still echoing in the night sky. It seemed that they were preparing to celebrate their victory all night long.

…

Twenty minutes later, Mr. Weasley finally returned.

"How..." Kyle was about to ask when he was pushed into the tent.

"Quick, wake up everyone else!"

Mr. Weasley's expression was solemn, "Someone attacked Arnold. When I passed by, I happened to see him being put down in the woods by a hooded man."

"Who is it!" Bill, who was still asleep, immediately took out his wand.

"I don't know, I can't see the face." Mr. Weasley shook his head, "I have already informed the Aurors. Before they find the culprit, we'd better stay in the tent and don't go anywhere. This is also Scrimgeour." the meaning of."

"It must be those Bulgarian supporters." Bill said angrily. "They lost the game and wanted to cause trouble to vent their dissatisfaction!"

Mr. Weasley said nothing, but in his heart, he was also inclined to this answer.

Everyone was woken up, they got dressed, packed up their gifts, sat in the tent and waited.

This incident also gave Mr. Weasley a sense of crisis. He was worried that those guys who had nowhere to vent because they lost the game would cause trouble again. He was ready to leave immediately after the Aurors found the person.

"Really, what do those people want to do, and why at this time." Ron complained with a yawn.

He was too sleepy. He sat at the small table with his head pounding, "Aren't they afraid of being attacked by Aurors..."

Before he finished speaking, Kyle suddenly noticed that the voice outside had changed.

The singing stopped and turned into screams and people running in panic.

"Arthur!" A man opened the tent and was one of the two Aurors who had appeared in the top box.

He spoke quickly, "Something's wrong, there are too many of them, be careful!"

After saying that, he took the wand and left quickly.

"Let's go!" Mr. Weasley decided immediately, "Get out of here quickly!"