Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 285 The Man Who Changed the Style of Quidditch (End)
Krum's thinking was still too simple.

This person, the psychological defense line has collapsed, and he won't be able to recover in a short time.

Twelve balls, eleven balls, ten balls.
The time left for Krum to look for the snitch is getting less and less. Under that heavy pressure, although he is extremely strong in his heart, he still can't help but feel a trace of despair.

It shouldn't be like this!
It shouldn't have turned out like this!
"The score on the field is now 130 to zero. After England scored successfully, it has been widening the gap with Bulgaria."

"If Victor Krum can't end the game before England scores the next goal, even if he finally finds the Snitch, Bulgaria's defeat is still inevitable!"

Off the field, the two commentators couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic to the Bulgarian team.

You said it was fine, why did you insist on provoking Klein, a player with a unique style of painting.

It's all right now, people don't play the chaser, they come to hit the ball player.

Don't want to torture you people.

What is the trouble here?
"Rush rush!"

Gasol and the others like beating dogs in the water.

The feeling of being sure of winning has already brought about a very obvious change in their mental outlook.

Is it smooth sailing?

That would be a shame for the advantage brought by Boss Klein!
There is no suspense about winning the game.

It is their goal now to rush those people in Bulgaria to retirement!
"England's joint offense, their speed is very fast, is No. 14 coming?"

"The Bulgarian team has lost their fighting spirit and cannot withstand the impact of the England team at all. Take heart, boys, the game is not over yet!"

Amidst the wild cries of the commentary, Gasol charged with the ball, unstoppable all the way.

Even Klein behind him couldn't help but look sideways.

These people are really more fierce than the other in the downwind situation. They don't look like people who almost couldn't make it to the World Cup.
No surprises, everything seems to be as simple as a matter of course.

140 to zero.

Bulgaria is on the brink of elimination.

"The last chance, Victor Krum has the last chance to reverse the game, can he do it!"

"Although it is not unacceptable to end in a draw, as long as Bulgaria catches the Snitch before the next goal is scored, they are still the final winners."

The voices of the two French commentators were hoarse.

They haven't seen such a showdown since the start of the World Cup.

"Brothers, fight!"

Xianyu played for almost the entire game, and there was still a chance for the last goal. Those Bulgarian players successfully rebounded from the bottom, bursting out with the last trace of fighting spirit left in their bodies.

As long as their side can score a goal, the pressure on Krum's side will be doubled.

One ball, just one ball.

They can do it!

"Bulgaria started to rush to the goal. They are very determined and the offensive is quite fierce!"

"Klein didn't move, the Bludger was far away from him!"

Bulgaria chose the timing of the attack this time quite cleverly. The two players deliberately drew the Bludger far away, and did not give Klein a chance to weave a defensive net.The Bulgarian captain took the lead, and the determination on his face could be clearly seen from far away.

Gasol and others paused, and with such a dazed effort, the Bulgarian team broke through their defense with the ball.

"Hold on!"

On the sidelines, Coach Moore shouted excitedly.

Even though he knew his voice couldn't reach the court, he couldn't resist doing it.

The myth of zero seals, the fantasy of winning the championship.

Can't fall down here!

"good chance!"

After a whole game, they finally had a chance to score. The Bulgarian team was so excited that they were about to cry.

Feeling the opponent's determination, the England goalkeeper couldn't help but panic.

Under the agitation of his mind, he made a rather irrational decision-abandon the goal and intercept.

"England are out of control, can Bulgaria get their first ten?"

"It's now, projection, Kangnai is projecting!"

The bright red Quaffle arced across the air and headed for the defenseless goal.

No wind, very positive trajectory, they did it!

Those Bulgarian players couldn't help crying with joy.

This is the power of the team!

Just then, an accident happened
"call out!"

The black Bludger streaked across the sky, from the backcourt through the crowd and straight to the frontcourt.

Under the high-speed movement of the iron ball, there was even a sonic boom, and it hit the Quaffle that was about to enter!

With a "bang", the bright red Quaffle exploded!
"???"

The Bulgarian players were still crying with excitement, but their ball was gone in a blink of an eye.

They were dumbfounded and opened their mouths involuntarily.

"Beep beep!"

The referee on the field didn't seem to have thought about such a situation, and he was stunned for a long time before blowing the whistle to suspend the game.

"Ha ha."

Carrying the bat, Klein smiled as if he was a normal person.

If you say you want zero seals, you want zero points.

Want ten?

Sorry, no!

"My head is a little messed up right now, do you know what happened just now?"

"Uh, well, I just know the Bludger came and cut off the Bulgarian pitch. Oh no, smashed it."

The two commentators have been in the industry for so many years, and they have never seen anything more nonsense than this.

That's professional sports equipment, and it can be smashed casually.

How powerful was Klein's vigorous swing?
This is a student who is still in school, this is a fucking troll!

"Ahem, the replay video is out, let's take a look."

"Well, it was the Klein player who flew straight into midfield, hijacked the Bludger that was repelled by Bulgaria, and then made a very nice powerful volley, finishing the goalkeeper with a Bludger across the half-court. work, this."

The two explanations are a little weak now.

Is this something humans can do?

If it didn't happen right in front of your eyes, who would have thought that such a situation would happen on the court!

"too strong"

Now the Bulgarian players are in hell.

What Quidditch, it's not interesting at all.

This sport should be banned!

Hehe, I'm not crazy, it's the world that's crazy!

"Ah~"

Knowing that they are the enemy, Gasol and others couldn't help but mourn for a second for the Bulgarian players.

If you run into Klein, you are unlucky.

Stop playing, go back and find a serious job.

I hope people are okay (put your palms together).

"The referee's decision is out."

"Let me see what this ball says. Well, the function of the Bludger is to prevent the opponent from scoring, so there is no problem with Klein's handling method. The Bulgarian team's Quaffle has not yet entered the goal, so the score is still . 140 to zero.

The ball belongs to the England team. "

After reading the referee's ruling, the two commentators couldn't help but look at each other.

Bulgaria, what a disaster!

(End of this chapter)