Chapter 395 Even breathing is wrong if you lose

"It's actually over so quickly."

Sirius shook his head, "The seeker named Krum is very good, and he can still play Lin Qi in that situation - if their other team members were better, the outcome of this game would be hard to say.

ah."

"It's impossible. Bulgaria is lucky enough to have a Krum. They are too small."

William responded to this topic while observing the surrounding environment.

Although he doesn't know much about Quidditch, he still understands the basic principles.

Since the entire wizarding world admires Quidditch, whichever side has a larger population is more likely to produce results and talents.

Although Lin Qi was the one looking for the ball, the fundamental gap between the two sides was too great - to put it bluntly, many of Bulgaria's official players might not even be able to pass Ireland's team selection.

However, the conversation could no longer continue. Although Lupine seemed to want to say something, the box they were in was completely covered by the cheers of the Irish team supporters.

Countless shouts of joy gathered together, suppressing all voices. Even Fudge stood up and waved to the players.

Now only Bagman's voice using the amplification magic can be heard.

"The Irish win!"

"Krum caught the Snitch - but the Irish won - my God, I don't think anyone expected it to end like this!"

The cheers got louder, but the students watching the game in the back row managed to cover up the sounds coming from outside with shouts of celebration, and they were a little giddy with joy.

But no one in the box will care about this. This is a Quidditch pitch. Cheering for victory is a right that no one can stop - unless you have to shout from the losing side.

Unfortunately, there was more than one die-hard Bulgarian supporter present - one of them was the recognized leader of the Quidditch hooligans.

Bulgaria's Minister of Magic stood up and looked at his team nervously and heavily until the players landed and began to treat the wounds caused by the madness in the last period.

"I said, we fought bravely."

The English with a heavy tone sounded, startling William who was observing whether there would be any large-scale conflict.

???

Do you really know English?

Just watching a show with Fudge as a monkey for a day? How can the exchanges between the Ministry of Magic between countries be so childish?

Fudge was also aware of this problem.

"You speak English!" he said, staring at the Bulgarian minister with a very annoyed tone, "but you make me sign here all day long!"

"Hey, that's fun." The Bulgarian minister shrugged and responded.

William was eye-opening on the sidelines - is this the daily life of a national-level Minister of Magic in the wizarding world?

When he listened to those people organizing the Ministry of Magic in Azkaban, he said that those ideas were just golden hoes used by the emperor, but now that he saw it, it turned out that he was the one who had no idea?

So the business war will bribe the security to cut off the power, and personally shake people into fights, and the jokes directly made by the Minister of Magic are not much more advanced than shit, right?

Just when he opened his eyes, Bagman, who was in charge of the commentary, was not surprised.

"Now, the members of the Irish team, accompanied by their mascot, walked around the field and the Quidditch World Cup trophy was delivered to the top box!"

The loud sound spread to every corner of the competition venue, and the commentator seemed not to be affected by the childish behavior of the two ministers at all.

'He is really a tried-and-tested clerk, not very reliable...'

Before William could even begin his thoughts, the top-level box was illuminated by magic.

Only then did he realize what Bagman had just said - the top box!

Aren't the magical awards given out on the platform below but in the box?

William glanced at Lupine and Sirius with the corner of his eye, and found that the other party was already sitting upright, completely gone from the original sloppiness.

'There are so many telescopes in the whole place!'

He immediately realized this - no wonder Bagman spoke so loudly, he was co-authoring to remind everyone to maintain etiquette!

Fortunately, he was dressed formally enough today and had been watched before he went on stage. He was very calm at the moment - this position was much higher than the podium. When he regarded all the people below as students, he didn't feel any pressure at all, and he even wanted to get used to it.

Sexually find a thorn in the side to get the students below to cooperate.

However, it was definitely not his turn to be the protagonist here. Although Fudge was still a little angry, he still accepted the huge golden cup carried by the two wizards.

As the trophy arrived, William noticed that the telescope was reflecting more and more light.

There is no doubt that this is the venue for the next awards ceremony - this is also an important reason why top-level tickets are so difficult to get.

Even though they are just a background board up there, the location of this background board is not so easy to get.

"Let us applaud warmly and welcome the Bulgarian team members who are proud to be defeated to the stage!" Bagman shouted.

The seven defeated Bulgarian players went upstairs and entered the box. The audience supporting Bulgaria below applauded and cheered to show their appreciation - although many people knew that if Krum hadn't caught the Golden Snitch in time, the score would have been

It's very ugly, but more people will only think that the difference between them and Ireland is only ten points, which is an accidental mistake.

One by one, the team members walked between the two rows of seats in the box and took turns shaking hands with their ministers and Fudge. Bagman called out each person's name.

I have to say that this former Quidditch player did everything in style and looked professional enough.

Especially when Krum, the player who caught the snitch, came on the stage, Bagman even raised his voice, making the audience cheer even more fervently.

Ireland won, so Ireland's supporters could generously praise Krum with a victor's attitude, for his strength and his failure, while Bulgaria's supporters spared no effort to praise this almost

The Seeker turned the tide and lamented that if the Chaser didn't make so many mistakes, maybe they would have won.

"He deserves it."

Lupine praised him in an unprecedentedly serious manner - if his legs hadn't been shaking so much that his chair kept touching William's chair, William would have even planned to give this expression full marks.

"Imagine we are having a parent-teacher meeting now, and those guys' children are all our students - many of them have not handed in their homework, so you are going to ask the parents how to deal with it."

William responded nonchalantly.

Lu Ping was just stunned for a moment, and his expression suddenly became extremely relaxed.

So, when the Irish team went on stage to receive the award, his expression suddenly became much more natural. William was even a little doubtful that if Lupine was asked to speak instead of Fudge, he might not be nervous anymore.

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"Look over there! Krum is still catching the Snitch!"

Not every spectator can focus on the players for a long time, especially the supporters of the Irish team. They can pay a little attention to the excellent seeker and be done with it.

The team members don’t have to watch it, so why don’t we just watch the director?

The ministers we see every day are just talking and moving villains in newspapers. A copy of the Daily Prophet makes people feel very, very far away, as if they are separated by another dimension.

But today the person in the newspaper actually appeared. He was no longer separated by the newspaper, but appeared right in front of his eyes - this was no worse than Quidditch.

"Look at the snitch, look at the minister!"

"The newspaper said that our Minister Fudge is very diligent and stable, and he is not arrogant in victory or discouraged in defeat. Today, it turns out that is the case. Look, he didn't even show excessive joy at such a happy event today!

"

"Come on, what's the point of caring about Fudge - look at that guy next to you, Sirius, our former fugitive."

"Hey, no! It looks nothing like the wanted poster. I almost didn't recognize it."

"Don't be too busy caring about the country, look at the Bulgarian minister over there, haha, you won't be happy if you lose!"

The audience holding telescopes pointed at the top balcony and even secretly made impolite gestures.

This action was quickly imitated by the children around him. A child who didn't have the telescope began to make gestures, and was successfully beaten by his mother.

…

"The ones over there are also interesting - have you seen the Malfoy family?"

"See, he can always find a place next to the minister - but the young man over there doesn't look familiar, is that right?"

"The self-defense professor at Hogwarts only knows how to defend himself when we were studying there."

"That's him - tsk tsk, Merlin Level 2 Medal, it's really...incredible, I'm exhausted just taking care of my kid, but he actually succeeded in forcing a group of students to pass the exam, and he doesn't look too fierce, just like

A newly graduated student, you should not be judged by appearance..."

"That one next to you is Lupine. Do you remember, he is the prefect of Gryffindor!"

"Remember, why don't you remember, wasn't he the one who was in the newspapers last year? His resume was so wonderful that I was envious - we had no contact after graduation. After all, our relationship was not good before. I didn't expect that he had been a hitter for so many years.

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"As expected of a former striker. Look how comfortable that guy is up there - he looks like an Auror interrogating people. It's scary to look at."

"Normal. If he didn't look reliable, how could the Ministry of Magic select him?"

The one above is presenting awards and acting to cover up the conflict just now, while the one below is venting his excitement about winning the championship while commenting on the background board. The whole scene is extremely harmonious.

Except for the losers - although a ten-point deficit looks promising, a loss is a loss.

Every word of celebration from the neighbors seemed to go straight to the heart, and the actions of those little leprechauns scattering gold coins randomly looked even more mocking.

But the players have tried their best...
To be continued...