Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 464 Celebration

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

At the one hour mark of the game, Ireland's Qi Lin discovered the Golden Snitch, and Krum also saw it.

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

 They speeded up 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 at the same time.

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

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

Krum stabilized the 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 has 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 Snitch, but the Irish team won... Oh my god, I don’t think anyone expected this to end!”

 Not just him, most Bulgarian supporters also couldn’t figure it out.

From their point of view, Krum has successfully stopped Qi Lin, and it stands to reason that he should give up catching the Golden Snitch until his teammates reduce the score to less than 150 points.

 This has been done in previous years’ competitions.

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 lagging side kept stalling and tried their best to prevent the opponent from catching the Golden Snitch.

 But Crum... a lot of people thought he was stupid to end 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 out loud. 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 500 points or even 1,000 points behind before losing.

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

Kyle looked at the field again.

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

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

 The Veelas have returned to their original beautiful appearance, but they all look 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 me and let me draw 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 the game didn’t go on longer.”

 He glanced down.

The game is over and it is 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 in the top box just now."

“The Minister left after he handed out the trophies,” said Mr. Weasley. “What’s the matter, Allover?”

"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, Kyle and the others 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,” muttered Mr. Weasley. “Thankfully I’m not on duty and don’t have to persuade them to stop celebrating their victory, which would be unimaginable.”

He looked at Kyle, thought for a moment and said: "Okay, you're right, it's really hard to sleep here...I'll go find Arnold. If he agrees, we can find a place outside the camp to phantom." Disapparated back."

With that said, 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 awake, 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 make 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 their luggage, and sat in the tent to wait.

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, sitting at the small table, his head was pounding, "Aren't they afraid of being Auror..."

 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. He 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!”

 (End of this chapter)