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"Melly's performance was really good. The Bulgarian National Team really brought an amazing mascot!" Ludo Bagman's voice rang out like a bell. "But now, please raise your wands in the air and welcome the mascot of the Irish National Team!"
With a swoosh, a huge, green and gold object flew into the stadium, like a big comet.
It flew around the stadium, then split into two smaller comets, each heading for a group of goalposts.
Suddenly, an arched rainbow appeared all over the field, connecting the two shining balls.
The crowd burst into exclamations, as if they were watching a fireworks show.
Then, the rainbow disappeared, and the shining balls connected and blended together, forming a huge, shining clover.
It rose high into the air and began to hover over the stands.
Something crackled down from above, like golden raindrops.
"Great!" Ron shouted. He bent down and picked it up like a madman.
The clover hovered over their heads, dropping huge gold coins on their heads and seats.
Elwyn did not look at the gold coins. He knew they were fake.
Even if they were real, he did not care.
For Elwyn, who had mastered advanced alchemy, gold was the most useless thing.
He looked up and carefully observed the clover in the sky. He found that it was actually made up of countless little men in red vests and mustaches, each carrying a small gold or green lamp.
"Irish Dwarfs!" Sirius whispered.
This was a very representative native creature of Ireland, and appeared in many fairy tales.
The history of Dwarfs could be traced back to a long time ago. This magical animal lived in the ancient ruins scattered across the countryside.
Usually, there would be a lucky clover around where they lived.
Some people said that this was because the magic of the Dwarfs worked again. They could make simple clothes out of the clover leaves.
Of all the magical animals known, Dwarfs liked to attract the attention of the Muggle the most.
Therefore, they were often the main characters in the Muggle stories.
The Dwarf Goblin was very smart and could speak the human language.
They were kinder than little devils, fairies, or foxes, but they could also be very mischievous sometimes.
They would use magic to produce a solid gold-like substance, but after a few hours, these things would disappear without a trace. Seeing the surprised expressions of wizards and Muggle, they would become very happy.
In the stadium, people were still fighting for gold coins while cheering, or crawling under the seats to pick them up. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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It was hard to believe that there were actually so many greedy idiots who naively believed that these gold coins were real.
"Here!" Ron shouted happily and stuffed a handful of the dwarf's gold coins into Harry's hand. "Here's the money for your panoramic telescope. Now you have to buy me a Christmas present, haha!"
A few minutes later, the giant clover disappeared.
The Dwarf Demons slowly landed on the opposite side of the charming dolls and sat down cross-legged, ready to watch the competition.
"Now, ladies and gentlemen, let's warmly welcome the Bulgarian National Quidditch Team! Let me introduce everyone, the first player to appear is Dimitrov! "Ludo said loudly.
A figure in red riding on a flying broomstick flew into the arena from one of the entrances below.
He flew so fast that it was difficult to see him clearly. He won the enthusiastic cheers of the Bulgarian supporters.
Every time a Quidditch player entered the stadium, there would be a burst of cheers from the Bulgarian audience.
But when Ludo announced Victor Krum, the whole stadium was filled with thunderous cheers.
Whether they were Bulgarian national players or not, most of them were admirers of Krum.
This reminded Elwyn of Lockhart. In his opinion, both of them were flashy guys.
They only knew how to deceive girls with fake fame and flowery words.
"Look, it's him, it's him!" Ron shouted, using his panoramic telescope to follow Krum.
Hearing his shout, the others hurriedly aimed their own telescopes at him.
Long before the charming dolls entered the stadium, Elwyn had secretly cast a spell. He could see clearly without the telescope.
Victor Krum was dark and thin, with greyish-yellow skin. He had a large hooked nose and thick black eyebrows, looking like a huge eagle. It was hard to believe that he was only eighteen years old.
He gave the impression that he was very strong, as if he often exercised outside and was exposed to the elements.
Compared to the thin, scholarly Elwyn, the two of them had completely different styles.
"Now, please welcome the Irish National Quidditch Team!" Ludo Bargmann shouted loudly. "The contestants are Connolly, Ryan, Troy, Mallett, Moran, Quigley, and Lin Qi!"
Seven blurry green figures flew into the stadium, all of them riding "Firebolt".
On their backs, their names were written in silver.
"Oh yes, and our referee for today, Hassan Mustapha, the well-respected chairman of the International Quidditch Union who flew all the way from Egypt!"
A short, lean wizard wearing a pure gold robe that matched the color of the stadium strode towards the stadium.
He was completely bald, but his beard was comparable to that of Harry's Uncle Vernon.
A silver whistle stuck out from under his beard. He carried a large wooden box under one arm and his flying broom under the other. He stepped on the flying broom and kicked the box open. Four balls flew into the air at once.
The bright red Flying Ghost Ball, the two black Wandering Balls, and the tiny, winged Golden Snitch.
Mustapha whistled and followed the balls into the air. The game officially began!
This was indeed a world-class game, and the Quidditch players on both sides were very skilled. It was very worth watching.
They used a lot of difficult moves, and even a layman like Elwyn enjoyed watching.
For the first time, he knew that Quidditch could be played in this way.
Needless to say, Harry, Ron, and other Quidditch enthusiasts were completely immersed in the game.
The Irish team's level was obviously higher than the Bulgarian team's. They formed an "Eagle Head Attack Formation" and used dazzling feints to bypass the Bulgarian national team's players and quickly scored a goal.
The little goblins watching the game from the sidelines rose into the air again, forming a huge glittering clover.
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