Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

"How cool!" After the initial discomfort, Ginny immediately adapted to their brutal attacks, "I want to be a Chaser too!"

"Oh! Really?!" Mr. Weasley shouted in surprise, "Then your mother and I will definitely not miss any of your games!"

Mrs. Weasley showed a worried expression, "Chaser? That is really dangerous, but if it is your wish, then I will still support you, my dear."

The twins also shouted happily, "A real Quidditch star is about to appear in our family!"

Ginny's face turned red immediately. She glared at her two unreliable brothers and shyly glanced at Harry. His eyes were full of encouragement and he clapped happily. She breathed a sigh of relief. , she set her sights on the playing field again.

The Quaffle still couldn't help but fly around in the sky.

Levsky - Dimitrov - Moran - Troy - Mallet - Ivanova - Moran - Dimitrov - Levsky - Troy - Ivanova——

Just like some kind of relay, the ball was played by six people.

At a certain moment, it was Moran again, and she threw the ball into the frame again.

The supporters of the Irish team cheered again. Unfortunately, even with the home field advantage, the ability of magical creatures to cause trouble is still higher than that of wizards. In the cheerleading area in the distance, Veela have already used hair-pulling tactics, one by one. The little leprechauns howled under their sharp claws, holding their heads in a crying voice, desperately trying to protect their few hairs.

The Aurors had no way to stop it, and other staff from the Ministry of Magic had to mobilize. Robert saw Cedric's father and Mr. Diggory also appeared there. Obviously, they needed professional guidance. .

As soon as Mr. Diggory took action, the angry Veela felt that most of the anger in their hearts had dissipated. Although the fat man in front of them was a little red, he looked very attractive.

As a result, they became shy and beautiful girls again.

Unfortunately, although Mr. Digory's method was effective, it was a bit inefficient. He had to go to each Veela to calm their anger.

At this moment, a Veela threw an angry fireball at the little leprechaun who was far away in the horizon. Unfortunately, her accuracy was a bit poor. The little leprechaun did not hit it, but it hit the passing referee. .

Although Mr. Hassan is an old Quidditch player, he can't escape the sudden attack!

In desperation, he rolled on the broom and avoided the flames. However, what he never expected was that the fireball ignited the tail branch.

"Merlin!" Mr. Hassan's whole body felt bad. He stretched out his hand, trying to swat away the flames, but it was obviously in vain. You must know that the entire broom tail branch has been dehydrated and polished into shape. Yes, when an open flame meets dry firewood, it becomes an unstoppable fire.

If there is more oil, Mr. Hassan may have to perform barbecue skills at high altitude.

After a while, there were boos like a mountain in the stands. It turned out that the Irish team's batter had attracted a Bludger, and the ball hit the bridge of Krum's nose without any bias. In an instant, blood dripped. .

Regardless of nationality, at least half of the wizards present were Krum's fans. They stood up in shock and screamed loudly, hoping to attract the referee's attention so that he could see Krum's miserable state at this time.

However, Mr. Hassan was too busy to take care of himself. He didn't even see Krum's face covered in blood after being hit by the Bludger. He was still trying his best to extinguish the flames on the tail branch.

At this moment, Ireland's seeker Lin Qi suddenly dived downwards. At first, everyone thought it was Wronsky's fake move again, but after a while, they realized that this time it was not a fake move, it was probably a fake move. It's true!

Because those with sharp eyes looked in the direction Lin Qi was heading and spotted a small, golden figure.

"The Snitch!" Harry shouted, "He saw it! He saw it!"

Only then did the audience realize what was happening. They stood up, screamed, and cheered, especially the supporters of the Irish team. They actually used the materials at hand to conjure up green banners. In an instant, the Irish team turned into a sea of ​​green.

Noticing Lin Qi's movements, Krum narrowed his eyes, and then opened them wide again. He also saw the small figure trembling in the air.

There was no time to stop the violent nosebleed, Krum rushed down, bringing up the bloody flowers.

"Come on! Come on!" Ron shouted, "Krum! Krum!"

"They will fall to the ground!" Hermione also stood up and looked at the field nervously.

"Of course not!" Ron glanced at her with contempt, "That's Krum!"

"Krum can't!" Harry gave a Seeker's accurate judgment, "But Linzy can!"

Sure enough, just as he finished speaking, with a loud "bang", Lin Qi fell heavily to the ground for the second time, and the place where he fell was obviously very bad, because the moment he landed, he It was surrounded by layers of Veela.

"Oh -" Mr. Weasley covered his forehead, "Poor Lin Qi, he won't have any problems after falling, right?"

No one can answer this question, and they want to know more than this...

"Where is the Golden Snitch? Where is the Golden Snitch?" Charlie, who was sitting over there, shouted, "Has anyone seen who caught the Golden Snitch?"

"Krum! It's Krum!" Harry shouted. "He's got it! He's got the Snitch!"

"That is to say..." Mr. Weasley looked at the scoreboard transformed from a billboard, which was playing a picture of Krum with his face covered in blood and his mouth roaring. He raised his right hand high, and in his fist, the Golden Snitch He was lying there quietly.

The referee's whistle sounded at the right time, and Bagman's voice also echoed throughout the stadium, "The game is over! The game is over! Please players on both sides stop any offensive actions! From now on, all goals are invalid! They are all invalid!"

Well, while the wizards’ game is over, the magical creatures’ game isn’t!

The Veelas snatched away the leprechaun's lantern and stomped on the ground a few times to show their anger. The leprechauns cried out in grief, and dozens of them pounced on a Veela, forcing her out of the way. Teared down from the sky.

Very good, even Mr. Diggory's comfort is of no use now. How can the Veela endure a group of little dwarfs dominating them, screaming, and showing their teeth and claws? They let out painful wails, strengthened their confidence, gathered together again, and smashed the second Veela down.

"Merlin!" Mr. Diggory held his head and groaned in pain, "This is endless!"