This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Quidditch is a sport that tests physical fitness extremely. As long as both sides look for the ball players do not catch the Golden Flying Snitch, the game will continue.

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After two rounds of high-intensity attacks by Ivanova, the Peruvian team clearly realized their intentions.

If she is defending the chasing player with all her might, no one will care about the player Krum, and the other way around.

Since her physical fitness cannot last for too long, she will keep interfering with her, making it difficult for her to recover.

The tactics are effective, and the score gap between the two sides has been stalemate for a long time.

At 150:60, the pressure came to both sides' goalkeepers.

Whoever can catch the Golden Flying Thieves first will win the game.

In the private room,

The twins looked at Ivanova who was gasping in the light curtain with worry.

"This female version of Vincent is a bit weak. If you have been disturbed by the opponent, then rush over and hit them."

"Her teammates are really good. If they don't support her, they can at least win two or three goals."

Cedric, who was sitting behind them, was a little confused, "You seem to want the Bulgarian team to win. I don't know that you support them so much."

Fred curled his lips at him, "If they lose, we will regret it."

100 gold Jialong is gone, and there will be another loss of 1,000 gold Jialong.

George, who is also a mathematical genius, stared at Krum in the small light curtain, "Merlin bless you, you must catch the Golden Flying Thieves."

Cedric didn't care about the two again.

He looked at Qiu beside him, "The score is temporarily deadlocked, but Wiktor Krum is the most promising player in the world after all, and the Bulgarian team still has a great chance of winning."

Qiu nodded and agreed with him very much, "If Clara Ivanova's physical fitness can continue, the Bulgarian team will definitely win the championship with its current lineup."

The physical gap between male and female wizards is not as big as that between male and female Muggles. If you can maintain high intensity for 10 minutes of offense, you are already a top chaser. Ivanova is actually not weak at all.

Cedric looked back at Vincent.

If this big pervert comes on the court, I don’t know how many minutes it will take to pull the score gap to more than 150 points.

Vincent and Hermione in the back row actually had no time to watch the game, but Harry and Ron, who were sitting in the front, were discussing the game.

"What a pity. If Wickdor had just reached that half a second, the Golden Flying Thieves would definitely not be able to escape his palm."

"The Krum player's reaction speed is too fast. As long as the Jin Feishe appears in his sight, he can accelerate and rush over immediately every time."

Hermione looked at Vincent with a smile.

Although...but...well, it's a little unhappy.

But he is not here to watch the game, finding an insider is the main thing.

The equipment used to detect black magic has been quietly installed in the gymnasium, and Tonks is also staring at the door. Whether it is following the contents of the maintenance manual or using black magic to deal with it, the insider will be exposed as soon as possible.

Needless to say what will happen next, of course, it is to be as bloody as bloody as bloody as bloody as it is, and it is cruel as cruel as it is.

While the two were waiting patiently, Krum on the field once again discovered the figure of the Golden Flying Stolen.

He rode a fire crossbow and accelerated to the VIP box in the audience, flying past the big guys almost with his shoulders brushing against the glass.

Fortunately, Fuji was already sitting in the seat, otherwise he would have been shocked no matter how calm he was.

"It's so dangerous!" Umbridge scolded, "Did this player not have eyes? If he accidentally breaks the glass, he will at least have to fall and get seriously injured!"

Everyone here is a human spirit, so of course you can tell what she is hinting at.

Fudge waved his hand casually, "Dolores, if the players don't give their all, how can we watch the wonderful game."

Umbridge looked flattering, "What the minister taught me is that as professional players, they must have been well aware of injury."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Golden Flying Stolen flew back with Krum.

Umbridge was so scared that his face turned pale and screamed loudly, "Ah--"

Many big shots in the VIP box had to cover their ears hard.

It would be a big fuss about a small matter. If she hadn't been flattering her well, how could she have the position of senior vice minister?

Old Bati, who was quietly sitting in the corner, showed a trace of struggle in his eyes.

Perhaps the heart of this upright official who dared to destroy his relatives for justice has finally begun to shake.

People who work hard are always not appreciated, but those flatterers who are only good at catching up with troubled waters can rise up.

Old Batty's eyes quickly became firmer again.

As one of the few Qingliu in the Ministry of Magic, how could he join the crowd of insects?

Outside the VIP box, Krum, who was chasing the Golden Flying Thieves, soon met his opponent.

The Peruvian team's goalkeeper caught up. After the two's eye nerves had a brief contact, they increased their speed to the extreme almost at the same time.

Krum's firebolt was slightly better, and it didn't take long for the gap between the two to grow bigger and bigger.

But even so, the speed of the Jin Feizhe was still faster than that of him.

"This is the difficulty of the World Cup!" Krum shouted, biting it behind it.

Countless emergency stops, countless accelerations, and countless difficult movements.

Finally, his fingertips touched the wings of the Golden Flying Thieves.

"The game is over!" Bagman's deep voice sounded, "310:90, the Bulgarian team won!"

Krum listened to the cheers of the fans inside and outside the court, raised the Golden Flying Snitch in his hand, and swept his eyes one by one across the box on the top floor, as if looking for something.

However, glass is characteristic and cannot be seen from the outside.

It's a little bit regretful, but now is not the time to be sad.

His teammates all surrounded him and hugged him.

At the beginning of the award ceremony, Vincent and Hermione quietly walked out of the box.

Until the end of the game, the hidden insider did not make any move.

This is not normal. If it is for Wayne's company, he will definitely interfere with the equipment by any means.

"Maybe he was joking before?"

"It's impossible. Anyone will have a reason to do anything, let alone be wiggling our equipment at the risk of being discovered."

Hermione thought Vincent was right, so it would be intriguing why the other party didn't bite the hook.

Thinking about the good, he is looking for a better opportunity to do it, and thinking about the bad, he may already know their layout.

But whether it is good or bad, Vincent and Hermione have a premonition that the inner demon hidden in the Ministry of Magic will probably be far beyond the imagination of the two.

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