Chapter 351: Final (modified, thanks to Super Silver League Ksg, fantasy ...

"Now, ladies and gentlemen, please warmly welcome the Bulgarian Quidditch National Team! I will introduce to you-Dimitrov!"

Bagman's loud voice sounded, and Bulgarian players who were also waiting at the entrance flew into the field, and he won the fanatical applause of the Bulgarian supporters.

"Allen, what's your relationship with Hermi ... en?" Krum, who was at the end, wrinkled his thick black eyebrows together and looked at Allen.

"She is a very close friend with me." Allen raised an eyebrow and looked at Krum.

"Zograf! Lefsky! Vokanov! Volkov! Next is-Krum!" Bagman simply exhausted all his energy to call Krum's name.

"I will prove to He ... Hern that I am the best looking player." Krum said in a deep voice, and flew out with a swish.

Allen's eyes narrowed and he smiled.

"Now, please welcome the England Quidditch National Team ..." Bagman shouted loudly.

When he heard his name, Allen quickly flew out, he will use his strength to conquer the audience.

The audience burst into warm cheers and applause. Thousands of flags were waving at the same time, accompanied by a mess of cheering, the scene was really lively.

"There is also our referee today, the President of the Internationally Supported International Quidditch Federation who has flown from Egypt not far away, Hassan Mustafa!"

A short, lean wizard wore a pure gold robe matching the stadium colors and strode toward the stadium.

He was completely bald above his head, but he had a very thick beard.

A silver whistle protruded from under his beard. He held a large wooden box under one arm and his flying broom under his other arm.

Mustafa stepped on his flying broom and kicked the wooden box off with one foot-four **** jumped into the air at once: bright red ghost flying balls, two black roaming balls, and the very small one A small golden thief with wings.

Allen only glanced at it, and it flew without a trace.

Musta blew his whistle and followed the **** into the air.

"Ah, he—he—he—they set off!” Bagman screamed. “This is Dixie! Stanley! Tom! Passed to Dixie again! Stanley!”

Fourteen phantoms fly fast in the sky. The speed of the players is unbelievable-the chaser keeps passing the ghost flying ball to the other players, and the speed is so fast that Bagman can only report their names.

"Wait, what is that?" Bagman took a deep breath and shouted in surprise.

"God, it's Allen Harris of the England team, he will transform!" Bagman screamed.

Under the effect of the magic of "sound loud", the scene can clearly hear the sound of his swallowing saliva. Obviously, he is trying to suppress the panic in his heart.

The scene was an uproar first, and then there was silence. Hundreds of thousands of spectators chased the golden phoenix figure in the sky.

The golden phoenix appeared at the edge of the ball column, at the top of the auditorium, and at the stands ... no matter how far away it was, in a blink of an eye, it could move to any position it wanted.

Seeing what it looks like, it is obviously chasing something, flashing constantly in any corner of the field.

"No one has ever done this, but there seems to be no suspense at the end of the game!" Bagman's voice was filled with an indescribable despair.

At this moment, the phoenix in the air once again returned to its original shape.

Allen held up the golden thief in his hand, and after a moment of silence, the fans of the England team cheered enthusiastically: "We won the World Cup, we won the World Cup!"

Fans who support Bulgaria are loudly clamoring, "spicy", "shameless", "foul" and other insulting voices.

The Bulgarian mascot Meiwa flicked her hair angrily and danced to cheer for the Bulgarian team.

The Sirens of England ’s mascot flew into the air unsatisfied and sang songs.

The discussion in the auditorium was full of rumors, and they were all talking about Allen's unexpected trick. This way of catching the golden snitch was unprecedented.

"I don't know how the final referee will decide. The game is not over yet. I don't know what the final result will be." Bagman's doubtful voice resounded throughout the audience.

The fans of the England team suddenly calmed down. The referee has not yet decided and everything has not settled. At this time, the celebration seems too early and too eager.

Musta did not declare the game over, but temporarily stopped.

He urgently sent a message to gather officials from the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic of the two countries to discuss this problem together.

Ludo Bagman and the relevant Bulgarian officials apparated and came to the side of the arena.

They discussed for a long time on the sidelines, and have not reached a conclusion.

The audience clamored.

At this moment, the impatient Fudge, the Minister of Bulgaria, and Mr. Harris also apparated, and gathered around.

The players on both sides of the game also flew down from the sky to watch the verdict.

"In this case, I have only seen it in my life, and I don't know how to decide. Now, I want to hear your suggestions." Musta struck his beard with a puzzled expression.

"Well, you are the referee who has the right to decide. We naturally listen to your judgment." Bagman glanced at Minister Owen and Fudge, and said calmly.

Owen glanced at Bagman, an unidentified smile on the corner of his mouth.

"There is really no precedent to refer to!" Musta sniffed out several of his beards in a hurry and grinned in pain.

Bagman suddenly seemed to be attracted by his wand, rubbing his wand with his head down.

"In the Quidditch rule, there is indeed no indication that the transformation of Animagus is not allowed ..." Musta recalled the Quidditch rule desperately.

"If it is determined that the England team wins, then what is the point of such a Quidditch match? Don't hold it in the future, otherwise the winner will always be England, and we can only compete for the runner-up!"

In a hurry, the Bulgarian Minister of Magic interrupted the referee and a series of English came out.

"You can speak English!" Fudge said, annoyed in tone, "but you made me compete here all day!"

"Hey, that's fun." The Bulgarian Minister shrugged and said.

"However, I insist that the result of this game cannot be counted, and it must be determined that Allen Harris's behavior is cheating." The Bulgarian Minister's tone was very solemn.

The Bulgarian players nodded and supported silently.

Ludo Bagman smiled awkwardly as if he didn't know how to answer.

Fudge glared at Bagman angrily and quickly defended the England team: "Quidgeci's rules do not state that the transformation of Animagus is not allowed. This is part of Allen's own strength. How can he not count? He won the game with his own strength, didn't he? "

"As mentioned in the rules, phantom dislocation is not allowed. His approach is illegal!" The Bulgarian Minister looked very serious.

"However, Allen uses Animagus. Phoenix's teleport is just like a phantom shift, but it is not essentially." Fudge immediately retorted.

"I think that the rules of the Quidditch game should be strictly followed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Since he did not violate any of the existing rules, he should conclude that the England team won. If you want to improve the rules, Anima Gus ’s transformation is also included, and that will be the future. Today, he has not violated any existing regulations, and the victory should belong to England. "

Fudge knew that Ludo Bagman would definitely not be able to rely on it. In his anxiety, he went out to fight for the chance of victory for England.

The Bulgarian team members were full of anxiety, but there was no trace.

The England players looked at Musta expectantly, waiting for his verdict.

Musta seems to understand, “Minister Fudge said very reasonable, even if you want to increase the rules of the game, that will be the future, this time the England team should win.”

"This game is the most boring and suffocating game I have ever experienced." Bulgaria's Volkov cried angrily.

"This is a shameful cheating." Vokanov threw the club out of his hands angrily.

"Allen, I still think I'm the best looking player in the world. If you're not using Phoenix's teleport, you're definitely not my opponent." Krum looked at Allen with a gloomy look.

Allen looked around his teammates, they seemed to know Allen's thoughts, or gave an encouraging smile, or nodded again and again.

Allen confirmed that without doubt, he saw support and encouragement in their eyes, and he laughed: "Since that is the case, then let you see the true strength of our England team!"

He suddenly looked at Fudge and apologized: "Sorry, Mr. Minister, we are willing to replay."

Allen's sharp eyes glanced at the Bulgarian players and continued: "Because my teammates and I will crush them."