Chapter 315 Quidditch World Cup
Amanta stood on the terrace of the top box, overlooking the entire stadium.
The entire stadium was as bright as day, with red and green mixed into a spectacular ocean. Wizards held up all kinds of cheering products and cheered for the teams they supported.
The surroundings were filled with crazy cheers, the sounds of hawking goods, and the wizards' laughter, forming a huge roar that made her eardrums tremble.
"Oh my god, this stadium is so amazing." Harry opened his eyes wide, "Just sitting here, I can feel my blood boiling!"
"Nonsense, this is the World Cup." Draco adjusted his scarf carelessly, his tone full of pride, "Of course, our seats are also the best - it's just a little noisy."
"Yes."
Amanta looked up at her surroundings. The box was decorated extremely luxuriously, with exquisitely carved armrests, seats inlaid with silver snake emblems, and a perfect view of the entire venue.
She turned to look at Lucius, lowered her eyes and thanked him: "Mr. Lucius, thank you for your invitation, and thank you Aunt Narcissa, you must be exhausted from helping us take care of our appearance today."
Lucius looked over and said, "Thank you so much, Amanta. You are Xiaolong's friend, so you are naturally the most precious guest of Sissi and me."
Amanta wanted to say something, but Lucius had already turned his head and whispered to Narcissa beside him to comfort her.
Narcissa rarely came into contact with such a crowded environment. At this moment, she pressed her chest and seemed to be feeling a little uncomfortable.
Noticing Amanta's gaze, she looked over with a faint smile: "Don't worry, I'm fine."
Lucius frowned and said, "Don't force yourself, Sissi. If you can't stand it, I can take you back anytime."
Narcissa breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back against Lucius' chest.
"It's okay. I asked to come here because Xiaolong is looking forward to it... Of course I have to accompany him to see it."
Lucius had no choice but to glare at Draco in front of him.
Draco had long forgotten everything else and was holding onto the railing, looking out.
As night fell, the atmosphere in the stadium reached its peak.
The cheers from hundreds of thousands of spectators were deafening, as if the entire world was shaking for this feast.
"ladies and gentlemen--!"
Ludo Bagman's voice filled the entire stadium through the amplification spell, instantly igniting the passion of the entire audience.
"Welcome to the 422nd Quidditch World Cup Final!"
The loud commentary echoed throughout the stadium, and everyone's eyes were focused on the commentary stand in the center of the stadium.
"Tonight, we will witness the greatest Quidditch event in the wizarding world, hosted by—"
“Ireland vs Bulgaria!!”
The whole stadium erupted in deafening cheers, the green Irish flag rolled like a wave, and on the other side was a bright red ocean. Bulgarian supporters waved their team badges and shouted Krum's name loudly.
Amanta narrowed her eyes, feeling the passion that was about to burn everything.
The charm of Quidditch is that it allows everyone to temporarily forget their worries and immerse themselves in pure competition and glory.
She tilted her head to look at Harry and found that the little Quidditch fan was already leaning on the railing, his eyes sparkling, and he was as excited as a little wizard entering Hogwarts for the first time.
Draco next to him also held the railing with one hand and tightly grasped the green and silver Irish team badge on his chest with the other hand.
"Oh my god, this is so exciting!" Harry turned to them and said, "Who do you think will win?"
"Ireland," Draco said firmly.
"Of course! It has to be Ireland!" Harry grinned.
Amanta shrugged, with the corners of her mouth raised.
"The excitement of tonight's game is more worth looking forward to than who wins or loses."
At this moment, the light in the center of the arena suddenly gathered.
The golden flame shot up into the sky and turned into a long golden line.
The Irish team's mascot, the Leprechaun, was the first to appear on the field, hovering over the field in groups, leaving behind streaks of golden light.
On the other side, the Bulgarian team's mascots, the Veela, also began to dance.
Under the influence of the Veela, many male audience members have begun to look dazed and their eyes are dull.
"Oh my god, this Veela... is even more powerful than the legend says."
Harry was stunned for a moment, and quickly looked away, fearing that he would lose control in a moment.
"Don't forget that you learned the art of brain block." Amanta patted his shoulder gently, signaling him to stay calm.
At this time, referee Hassan Mustafa blew the whistle to start the game, and the stadium suddenly became boiling -
"The game begins!!!" Ludo Bagman shouted excitedly.
"Troy from the Irish team scored first! 10:0!"
Cheers exploded in the stadium like thunder.
"Beautiful!" Harry shouted excitedly, waving his fist.
In the next ten minutes, the Irish chasers almost completely gained the upper hand, breaking through the Bulgarian defense line one after another, and the score soon reached 30:0!
"Is the Bulgarian team going to fight back?" Bagman's voice sounded, and everyone's eyes were focused on the red figure.
"Ivanova broke through the defense! She rushed to the goal! GOAL!!"
"30:10!"
The Bulgarian audience cheered wildly, and the whole stadium seemed to be shaking.
The Bludgers of both sides collided with each other, creating a dangerous situation!
Krum's Wronski feint confused the Irish Seeker Lynch, causing him to hit the ground hard!
"Linzi is about to fall!" Bagman exclaimed, "but he's flying again! This is incredible!"
The battle on the field is becoming more and more intense.
The Bludger was running rampant, and the Bulgarian goalkeeper even fouled and collided with the opponent in order to prevent Ireland from scoring.
Referee Mustafa was confused by the Veela on the spot, and the scene fell into brief chaos.
But order was eventually restored and Ireland got another free throw!
"130:10!"
The atmosphere on the field has reached its most tense moment.
When the score reached 130:10, everyone's attention gradually focused on the two seekers.
Now, only the Seeker can break the situation!
The Bulgarian team's hopes all rest on the talented Seeker Krum.
Lin Qi vs Krum!
Will a miracle happen?
Sudden--
"The thief appears!!!" Bagman shouted excitedly!
Everyone held their breath as they saw Krum suddenly accelerate into the air, with Lin Qi following closely behind him at a speed that was dizzying.
The green and red light and shadows were mixed together to form an amazing arc of light.
"Krum!!" Bulgarian supporters shouted wildly!
"Lin Qi!!" The Irish team was not to be outdone!
Amanta also subconsciously held her breath——
The next moment, the two Seekers gradually stopped, as if the ownership of the Golden Snitch had been determined.
The whole audience fell silent, and everyone was waiting with bated breath - who would be the lucky one?
"He... Krum! He caught the Snitch!!" Bagman's voice almost tore the entire arena apart!
Cheers and exclamations broke out at the same time!!
But wait – the score…
It’s 170:160!!
Although Croom caught the Snitch, Ireland still won!!
"Ireland wins the game!!!" Bagman announced loudly.
"Hahahaha! We won!!" Harry was so excited like a child that he almost jumped up.
Although Draco didn't say anything, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise a little.
"It was a crushing game for Ireland, and Bulgaria only had one Krum. It was obvious who would win the game."
Only then did Amanta relax and let out a long sigh.
"This game... is really, really crazy, but it's very interesting."