This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Early in the morning,

The English team really lived up to expectations and played 0:90 with the Transylvania team in the first half of the hour.

The few British fans at the scene were quite disappointed.

Everyone has stronger personal strengths and team consciousness, so how could they be beaten like this by the opponent?

The Bagmans in the studio were all numb.

Although the Bulgarian team's offensive was particularly strong last night, the Peruvian team's tactics were adjusted very quickly, at least giving people a feeling of being able to fight back with surprise.

And what about the English team? Just by this performance, he can score a goal, it is considered that Mr. Merlin will appear.

"Uh...Transylvania is the upper hand now, but we can see that all the players of the England team are unwilling to give in. I feel that they still have a chance to overtake."

Bagman made a few compliments, and then he was slapped in the face by the ghost flying ball thrown by the chaser of the Transylvania team.

0:100, hit a new high!

Needless to think, the Fairy Mansion will definitely adjust the real-time odds to a particularly exaggerated number.

Just when more than 300,000 wizards thought the game was over, the English team suddenly exerted a lot of force and scored a goal through many obstacles.

"Beautiful!" Bagman in the studio stood up excitedly, "This ball from the English team is a signal, a signal that symbolizes that they finally start to fight back!"

However, two minutes later, Transylvania's team scored and another goal was scored after 5 minutes.

"Just a little bit of a loss, I believe the English team will soon regroup and launch a fierce attack again!"

As soon as the words finished, Transylvania's team scored another goal.

The odds that the English team has just fallen back are probably going to rise crazy again.

Such a downturn is that even if the broadcast is interrupted, not many people will buy them and win.

10:150…

10:180…

10:200…

Bagman couldn't sit back on his chair.

It's over, this loss is a big loss.

Even if the odds of the Transylvania team are adjusted to 1.01 in 1, the dealer will not win a few Jin Jialong after drawing the water, and no one will continue to buy the English team.

Gamblers like to make a big splash with small splash, but they are not fools.

What if the English team eventually wins the Golden Flying Thieves? Not that you still have to lose.

Bagman is now hard on his teeth and can't praise him anymore, so he can only sit on the chair helplessly.

"This... Transylvania's performance tonight is really good. England should cheer on."

Not long after, the score had reached 10:240.

Bagman's lips trembled wildly, "Winning or losing is not important. The theme of this World Cup is actually to reflect the spirit of Quedi, that is, the values ​​of unity, cooperation and friendship first..."

His long official accent was finally terminated by the referee's whistle.

Because the game was over, the Transylvania team's ball seeker successfully won the Golden Flying Snitch.

10:390, a great shame!

Bagman in the studio closed the enemy directly.

He was tired and didn't want to explain anymore.

Even if you say all good things, you can't help but lose the downturn. If you hadn't scored a goal in the middle, the English team would have been nailed to the shameful pillar of Quidditch's development history.

After the grand award ceremony, Bagman returned to the staff lounge in the gymnasium with exhaustion.

He rubbed his frown brows tightly, and secretly contemplating the general loss tonight.

Tens and hundreds of thousands of...

No matter how he calculates, he will have to start at least ten thousand.

Fortunately, the Fairy Hall is the dealer, so there is actually not much loss to be shared.

Bagman came to the window and found that the gymnasium was already pitch black. The fans probably returned to the camp outside.

He took a simple shower, changed into his pajamas and lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Tomorrow night's game is the Scottish team vs. Luxembourg team. Both sides have a even lineup, so there will definitely be no situation tonight.

In his sleep, Bagman dreamed that he would win every bet and earned Jin Jialong, who had never spent all his life.

But as he was doing this dream, he always felt cold all over.

In the dream, he looked down and found that the clothes on his body were missing, and there was a thin layer of frost on his skin.

A nightmare must be a nightmare.

With a sudden "bang", Bagman was awakened.

He sat on the bed and stared blankly at his wet clothes.

Not a dream?

Just as he got out of bed and was about to change his clothes, he happened to face an iron skeleton mask with a cold and cold light.

"Ah!" He screamed and punched him.

The iron skeleton mask moved to the side and then started talking.

"You're finally awake, Ludo."

Bagman's pupils, which were enlarged due to panic, instantly contracted, as if he recognized the low and hoarse voice.

"Don't be so nervous, I won't harm you."

The iron skeleton mask slowly stepped forward. It was not a terrible supernatural event, but a figure in a black robe.

The man took off his mask and Bagman was trembling all over in fear.

"Aren't you...you're dead? Why...how could you be alive?"

The man put the mask on again, "Diet? Ludo, you are still as naive as before."

Bagman didn't dare to breathe, "You...you are still alive, then why are you...you...why are you...why are you here to find me?"

The man snorted coldly, "Because you know our secret, Ludo."

secret? What secrets do you know?

Bagman suppressed his inner confusion and pretended to be calm, "No matter what I know, I swear, I will never say it."

"Huh..." The man sneered repeatedly, "Luduo, after what happened 13 years ago, do you think we will trust anyone?"

Bagman turned his neck stiffly and looked into the window beside the bed.

Even though he has been retired for more than ten years, he has not neglected to exercise.

The passage outside the employee lounge is not very long, and you should be able to escape after you go out after you go out of the window.

And he just called out, and his colleagues living around him should be able to hear it.

Master, there is still ^.^ after this chapter.

Even if you don’t wake up, you can always wake them up while escaping.

"Luduo, I advise you not to act lightly."

Before he could finish his words, Bagman had already leaned back and smashed the glass with his shoulder, and turned over and fled outside.

The man did not chase after him immediately, but looked quietly at the broken window, "Luduo, you still love gambling like before."

Access outside the lounge,

Bagman ran and shouted as he was crazy: "Help! Help! Some criminals invaded!"

As he screamed, he felt more and more uneasy.

If it were normal, everyone would have woken up long ago.

However, he was about to run to the gate at the end of the passage, but no one responded to him.

He thought of the other person's identity, and his inner fear and anxiety quietly reached its peak.

But when he grabbed the door handle of the exit, he was relieved after the disaster.

After passing through another passage behind this door, he can come to the audience outside.

The special team of the Ministry of Magic who are responsible for night patrols are all elites among the elites, and that person is definitely not their opponent.

Bagman didn't think much and opened the door hard.

But the next second, he sat down.

"Luduo, you lost again."

The man was already outside the door, and there were even two black shadows wearing the same mask standing behind him.

Bagman's face changed drastically, and he knocked his head to the floor, "Please...please don't kill me...I promise...I promise I won't say anything..."

He closed his eyes tightly and never raised his head, "If you don't believe me... I can... make an unbreakable oath with you..."

"Ho ho--" Two cold laughters came from behind the man in front of him.

"Don't worry, Ludo, we won't kill you."

The man squatted down and reached out to pat his shoulder, "After all, we met you and I, but we might have to feel wronged for a while."

Bagman looked over with confusion, then suddenly felt a sharp pain all over his body.

"What do you...what do you want to do..."

The man leaned into his ear and whispered, "We're back, what else do you think we can do?"

Bagmann looked shocked and slowly closed his eyes.

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