Chapter 463 This Ticket Is Worth It

After the players, Ludo Bagman introduced the referee of this match, the president of the International Quidditch Federation... a short, thin wizard.

Amid cheers, he strode towards the field with a large wooden box under his arm.

Everyone fell silent, holding their breath.

The referee stepped on his broom and kicked the wooden box away... and then the whistle sounded.

"Ah... they're off!" Bagman screamed. Now it's Mallett's ball! Troy! Moran! Pass it to Mallett again! Moran! "

In the top box, Harry had completely forgotten his embarrassing behavior just now. He pressed the panoramic telescope tightly against his glasses... because only in this way could he see the process of the game clearly.

Kyle also stared at the field with full concentration. The speed of those professional players was incredible. The chasers kept passing the Quaffle to other players, as if it could explode at any time.

The three Irish chasers were close together and rushed to the Bulgarian goalpost at the same time. The Quaffle kept jumping between them, and even Bagman, who was responsible for the commentary, was dazzled.

In the end, he simply gave up saying the name and shouted loudly: "The Irish team used the standard eagle head attack formation... It's their specialty... The Bulgarian team didn't know who to intercept... Oh! Boskov tactics... Moran distracted the Bulgarian hitter Ivanova... She threw the Quaffle to Troy..."

"Troy scored!" Bagman shouted loudly, and the whole audience cheered and cheered, shaking the stadium.

"10:0, the Irish team is leading! "

"It's amazing. The school game is nothing compared to this..." Hermione waved the flag in her hand and couldn't help saying, "But why do I feel that their Bludgers seem to be faster..."

She frowned and recalled carefully.

When she watched the school game before, she could see the trajectory of the Bludger very clearly, but now there are only two blurry shadows.

"This is the ball for the game." Cedric explained: "The speed of the Firebolt is too fast. If we continue to use the previous ball, the game may be over in five minutes.

So in order to deal with this situation, the International Quidditch Federation made adjustments to the Bludgers and the Golden Snitch a few months ago to increase their speed. "

"So that's it. "Hermione nodded and continued to look at the field.

Just as analyzed before the game, the Irish team, which had three top-notch chasers, quickly took the advantage at the beginning of the game. Within ten minutes, they scored two more goals, changing the score to 30:0.

Mr. Weasley couldn't help cheering, but for Harry, Ron and Charlie who supported Bulgaria, their laughter was a bit far-fetched.

Fortunately, a few minutes later, the two Bulgarian beaters used the bludgers to force them to disperse and no longer use some of the best offensives. Ivano took the opportunity to break through their lineup, avoid the goalkeeper, and score the first goal for Bulgaria.

"Hurry up and cover your ears, the veela will start dancing again. Mr. Weasley said.

This time he didn't need to remind him. The moment those veela jumped up, Harry immediately lowered his head and closed his eyes, so he didn't make a fool of himself again.

However, the Bulgarian supporters didn't feel happy for long... In the next game, the score became one-sided.

Ireland scored five goals in a row, which stunned Bulgaria.

But on the other side, Krum also used Wonski's fake move to successfully deceive Ireland's seeker Linzi, who fell heavily to the ground because of excessive force.

The whole stadium could hear a muffled thud, and there were groans and roars from the seats of the Irish audience.

The well-trained therapist rushed into the field to check Linzi's injuries. Krum was circling a hundred feet above his head, his black eyes scanning the entire field.

He was using the time when Linzi recovered his strength to look for the Golden Snitch without any interference.

"It's really exciting..." Various fake moves and classic tactics made Fred excited, and he couldn't help saying: "I hope the game can last longer."

"It's better to last for five days like last time." George said.

"Oh... I don't want to..." Percy raised his voice, as if he wanted someone to hear him. "If I leave for five days, my inbox will be full of documents. I shudder to think about it."

"Yes, maybe someone will put dragon dung in an envelope and send it to you." Fred said.

"That's a fertilizer sample from Norway!" Percy blushed, "It's not for a private person!"

"Really..." Fred smiled and whispered to Kyle, "We sent it to him."

His voice was very low, and the noise in the stands covered it up, so no one except Kyle could hear it.

Finally, Lin Qi stood up, and amid the cheers of the supporters around him, he rode on his Firebolt and jumped into the air again.

The Irish team's chasers reorganized their offensive almost instantly. With their tacit cooperation, the opponent's defense was like the field in front of Hogwarts, and it was over as soon as they said it...

Twenty minutes later, the Irish team scored five more goals, and they were now leading 130:10.

The Bulgarian team, which had failed to score any goals, began to get anxious and the game gradually began to develop in another direction.

When Mallette was close to the goal post, Bulgaria's Zograf could not help but elbow her, but because of the big move, the referee saw it.

The Irish team was awarded a penalty.

Next, the two Bulgarian batsmen turned into ruthless swinging machines, swinging and hitting wildly, not caring whether it was a person or a Bludger in front of them.

Once, Moran was almost knocked off his broom by them.

Bulgaria was fouled again.

The leprechauns all rose into the air, seemingly celebrating, and made a very rude gesture to the veela in a mocking manner.

The veelas, who were already full of anger, could not bear it anymore, and they exploded in an instant.

Instead of dancing, they flew up and threw handfuls of flaming things at the leprechauns.

They are not beautiful at all now. On the contrary, their faces are elongated and become pointed bird heads with sharp beaks. A pair of wings covered with scales are emerging from their shoulders...

"See, kids, this is what a Veela really looks like." Mr. Weasley's voice drowned out the noise of the crowd below, and he said with a smile: "So you can never pursue only appearance!"

Harry and Ron nodded in unison.

Only Kyle's eyes brightened, and his hand unconsciously touched the lizard skin bag...his box was in it.

The battle between the mascots of both sides became more and more intense. Wizard officials rushed into the arena, trying to separate the Veela and the leprechauns, but with little success.

At this moment, the fierce battle below is no less than the game going on above. Although the leprechauns can't throw fireballs, they can throw gold coins.

A large pile of gold coins thrown out with full strength can also make a bump on the Veela's head.

For a moment, the screams of the Veela, the explosions of the wizards' wands, and the cheers of the supporters of both teams were mixed together, and the scene was quite lively.

The audience was so happy. No one told them before the game that they could watch this... It was worth the price of the ticket to see two shows.

Kyle looked at the game above, and then couldn't help but glance at the Veela and the leprechaun who were fighting a roundabout battle with the wizards of the Ministry of Magic. They were very busy.

If he had known earlier, he should have bought a panoramic telescope before the game.

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