Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 278 Special fans

64 strong.

The England Quidditch team was very happy.

However, some people were very upset.
That was the Bulgarian Quidditch team headed by Victor Krum—they also advanced to the top 64, and they didn't get as much attention as the England team!
"Krum, according to the schedule, if England is not eliminated in the sixth round of the twelve, we will be able to avenge our shame!"

His nose was bruised and his face was swollen by Klein. The Bulgarian team had long since disliked that arrogant kid.

Since he can't fight off the court, he can only save face from the court.

Other teams are afraid of England, they are not.

Because they Bulgaria is theoretically the most restrained England team on paper.

Seeker Victor Krum has never lost a Snitch since the start of the game. As long as Krum plays well, their defense will be better. The England team is just a chicken and a tile dog, which can be easily broken!

"Ah."

After hearing what his teammates said, Krum responded sullenly, holding the breath in his heart.

Zero seals?

Hehe, he would like to see how the arrogant descendant of Grindelwald gave him a zero seal!

"Here, here, Klein, look here!"

"Sign it for me, this is the request of my life!"

"Rush to the last 32, long live England!"

Germany didn't have a clean sheet, that's because the circumstances were special, England fans didn't blame Klein.On the contrary, they had a strong sense of crisis because of those coquettish German sluts.

As far as they know, Clyne and England have only signed a short three-year contract.

It is now the second year, that is to say, at this time next year, if Klein wants to continue his career, he can jump out of the contract and find a more favorite team
England fans don't want to see a clean sweep happen to their home team.

The baby pimple must be held tightly in your hands, and you must not push it to outsiders!
With the help of the security guards, Klein and his teammates walked through the crowd and returned to the Quidditch headquarters in England. When he walked back to the room, he felt that the smile on his face froze.

It can be seen that sometimes being too popular is not a good thing.

"Whoo~"

Leaning on the bed, Klein smiled helplessly.

For the past two months of summer vacation, he has focused his energy on the Quidditch World Cup. He didn't even join in the fun when the news of the "Scorpion Emperor" bracelet came back from Egypt a few days ago.

Get the champion and think about other things.

Now it is the top 64. According to the schedule, before Hogwarts starts, it is enough for him to win the championship trophy.

He was lying on the bed to let go, when suddenly, the crystal ball on the table lit up - this thing was the "phone" specially assigned to Klein by Manager William.

"Hey, hey, Klein, are you there, Klein?"

Manager William deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing Klein's rest.

"What's wrong manager?"

Klein was a little strange. The most recent game was three days later, and he was never asked to participate in the combat meeting. It should be fine.

"Oh, it's like this. We have a special person here. He said that your fan is very old. He won't leave no matter what you invite. Let's see if it's true."

Manager William's voice became lower and lower.

Speaking of it, it was his dereliction of duty, but there was nothing he could do about it. Whenever he wanted to use some tough methods, the skinny old man would just lie down on the ground and say nothing.

He is also very desperate!

"Old man?"

Klein blinked.

Apart from Dumbledore and Aunt Bathilda, the only old man he got along with was old Newt.

But none of these people were fans of Quidditch.

"Okay, I'll go ahead and have a look right away."

Seeing is believing, guessing is useless.

Klein got out of bed and walked all the way to the building where Manager William was.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the helpless Manager William and the old man lying on the ground.

"Ok?"

Klein was taken aback.

The legendary elderly fan turned out to be his unlucky uncle?

"Here, come, Klein is here, old man, get up quickly."

In this part of England, the elderly are more or less respectable, and this one, my fellow, is really worthless.

Seeing Klein coming, Manager William relaxed and spoke to the old man on the ground.

"Ok?"

Gellert turned his head, just in time to see Klein with black lines on his face.

He grinned, and a carp straightened up from the ground.

Manager William: "."

Klein: "."

"Nice meeting, Grindelwald, I'm your fan!"

After using a "cleansing spell" for himself, Gellert stretched out a hand like dead bark to Klein.

Klein blinked and held that hand together.

"Hello, old sir."

Klein knew Gellert, but Gellert knew "Sauron".

Under such circumstances, he decisively chose to play dumb.

"Hahaha."

Gellert was very happy and looked at Klein carefully.

Like, really like.

Not to mention eighty-nine points, but at least sixty-seven points are the shadows of my youth.

The feeling of being connected by blood radiated from the bottom of his heart, and the expression on his face was almost strained by the city of his old man.

"This"

Klein had a headache.

Although he has already experienced many things, let him not take the suffering he suffered back then seriously, but he still feels a little uncomfortable being treated like this by his unlucky uncle.

"Old gentleman, please calm down."

Squeezing out a smile, Klein withdrew his hand calmly.

He didn't understand why Getler came to see him.

"Okay, I'm calm now."

During the opening match, Zod, the deputy, suggested that Gellert come and see Klein, but Gellert refused at that time.Now that the team has successfully advanced to the top 64, Gellert felt that the time had come and he came without hesitation.

No purpose, just a simple meeting.

At least, get acquainted first.

"Young man, I played very well. I'm your big fan. Let's meet. I'm G. You can call me Mr. G."

Gellert did not dare to reveal his real name, for fear of twists and turns.

But as everyone knows, Klein is as clear as a mirror in his heart, seeing through without telling the truth.

"Mr. G, right? Thank you for your support. I will work hard in the future."

Who wouldn't say hello and me in a good scene, Klein showed the innocent smile unique to teenagers.

I thought this "farce" would end there.

Unexpectedly, Old Oakes, the gatekeeper, ran in suddenly with an excited look on his face.

"William, William, I have some good news for you? Klein, you are here. Just in time, Minister of Magic Dumbledore and those from the Ministry of Magic's Sports Department are here to see you!"

(End of this chapter)