Chapter 370 Night Attack

Chapter 370 Night Attack

Regardless of whether the Irish Seeker knew his state or not, he accelerated without hesitation, desperate to catch the Snitch and win the game. Finally, the Irish Seeker, who was outpacing his ability to handle, slammed into the ground again.

Another Bulgarian Seeker, that clever flyer, even though he is also injured, he is worthy of his strength and his flying speed.

He grabbed the Golden Snitch at the last moment. Even though the Irish team members had been so reckless and slammed into the ground with no regard for themselves, strength is strength, and there is no falsehood. Even courage cannot catch up with the gap in strength. Besides, he is also not lacking in courage.

George breathed a sigh of relief, and that's fine, the Bulgarian team's Seeker caught the Golden Snitch.

The game is over, and the chaos is over.

The score shown on the scoreboard is 160 for Bulgaria and 170 for Ireland.

The Irish crowd cheered enthusiastically, and the doctors swarmed to the field to take every player off the field. Everyone is seriously injured, everyone needs to be taken care of, they need to deal with the wounds on their bodies immediately, and they need to be treated immediately.

The violence of the Quidditch World Cup is far more powerful than the violence of the college game. Even, they almost clashed with the audience.

Matches between wizards have never been warm-hearted, they are extraordinary people with extraordinary powers. The only thing fortunate is that they are rough-skinned and thick-skinned, and they will not easily die on the field.

The players who were taken away by the doctor returned to the field after temporary treatment and bandaging. They will wear their wounds as medals to get the honor they deserve.

Shouted to the host of the bakery, "Now it's time for the players of our champion Irish team to walk around the field with their team's mascots and receive the cheers and enthusiasm of our audience. We are ready for a Quidditch match. trophy."

As soon as the words fell, a burst of strong light shot out from the opposite box, and the opposite box gradually became transparent under the strong light. All the audience saw, the scene inside the box, two wizards were handing the huge golden cup to the Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge.

Next, as the host, he will present the Quidditch World Cup trophy to the winner of the match.

"Next, let us applaud warmly and welcome the Bulgarian team players who are still proud of their defeat." A loud voice resounded throughout the audience.

Although the Bulgarian players lost the championship, they could only show their gentlemanly demeanor and professional standards on such a warm occasion.

Competition first, friendship second. Even if you can't get the first, you can't lose all the second. After all, they are the closest people to number one.

The audience also gave warm applause and cheers to this team that maintained a high level.

Without great opponents, victory will not seem great enough. Respect your opponent is to respect yourself. The one who conquers the strong is always the stronger.

Next on the field, the champion Irish team, their Seeker, was enthusiastically supported by their players. In order to win the championship, he slammed into the ground twice.

At this time, he had undergone simple treatment, but he still did not recover, and it was conceivable that the injury was serious.

But no matter what, no matter how much you pay, no matter how much you lose. They've won, they've won titles, and they're in a better position than their opponents.

The players of the Irish team, enjoying their victory, enjoying their honor. In the cheers of the audience, slowly circled around the venue.

"Victory is always hard to come by." George said with emotion, whether it was a Quidditch player or someone else,

Everyone's victory requires fighting and defeating the opponent.

"They are all amazing." Harry is still immersed in the game just now. He is also a Seeker, and he knows how difficult it is for the players of the Irish team and the Bulgarian team to do.

"We won." Ron said happily, since the Irish team has won, of course, he supported the Irish team as always.

"It's really bad enough." Hermione muttered softly. She was immersed in the game just now. But once the game was over, she saw something else, a Quidditch game, and it really wasn't a friendly game.

The game is over, so is the spectator's task, and the players participate in the game to win.

Spectators participated in the game, cheering for their team, cheering.

Now that it's over, people are leaving the arena like a tidal wave, swarming in and out, everyone is leaving the stadium, and no one cares about this huge stadium anymore.

George finally glanced back at this huge stadium. It took a year to build, only for a few hours of glory. I don't know whether this stadium will be demolished or abandoned after today.

Thinking of this, even the local tyrant George couldn't help but twitch at the corners of his eyes. Sure enough, the world's most tyrant and the most wasteful will never have to spend their own money. The bureaucrats of the Ministry of Magic are the most wasteful people who can call on their subordinates and call on others.

The game is over, but everyone's joy is not over. Along the way, there are still cheers and singing from the audience. Even the supporters of the failed Bulgarian team were not as uncomfortable as they thought. They are still shouting for their team, proud of them, cheering for them.

It's not too late, today's game ended pretty quickly and didn't last long. George even had time to read a book for a while, and didn't go to bed until the allotted time.

at night time.

The vigilance spell on the tent suddenly woke George up. He quickly put on his clothes and came to guard outside the tent.

Outside the tent, there is a faint fire in the distance. Today, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and the vision is not good. Only by the faint light of the fire, can we barely distinguish, there seems to be trouble ahead.

Anna had also come out. She changed into her magic robe, took her wand, and stood quietly behind George.

"Let's go over and take a look." George said cautiously, "Today there are too many people. If something needs to be resolved immediately, I hope there will be no trouble."

Although not nosy, but anyway, there are too many wizards here today. Any trouble must be resolved immediately. Otherwise, once a riot occurs and the accident begins to spread, it will be an earth-shattering event.

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