Chapter 647 Awarding
"Hahahaha!!!" Fudge's loud laughter echoed in the box, "I told you! Our Ministry of Magic in the rotten country is the best!!! Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that you can't understand me, then What a shame!”
As he spoke, he patted the seat as if he was forgetful.
Both his expression and actions are embarrassing.
There are also foreign friends in the box!
The Bulgarian Minister of Magic watched him quietly and then spoke.
"But we fought bravely. They are all Bulgarian warriors." Fudge was stunned when he heard the standard London accent.
"You speak English!" Fudge's eyes widened, and he shouted in embarrassment and annoyance, "But you didn't tell me! I've been gesticulating here all day today!"
"Oh, that's because I think it's fun." The Bulgarian minister shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't care. This action made Fudge even more embarrassed and angry.
At this moment, there was a lot of noise outside the box, and there seemed to be many people screaming and cheering.
"Now, the Quidditch World Cup trophy, protected by the Irish players and mascots, is sent to the top box!" Bagman's voice sounded, and the audience seemed even more excited!
As his words fell, half of the wall of the box, which was still somewhat covered, disappeared instantly, allowing the audience to see everything in the box.
The use of transfiguration makes the design of the box more arbitrary.
The next moment, the dazzling golden light blinded the eyes of everyone in the room, forcing them to reach out to block the golden light.
In a daze, two panting wizards could be seen entering the box carrying a large golden cup, intending to hand it to Cornelius Fudge.
But Fudge had a bad face and didn't bother to pick up the cup.
He felt offended, by a Bulgarian.
The two wizards were a little embarrassed for a moment, but fortunately Bagman's voice sounded, "Let us warmly applaud and welcome the defeated Bulgarian team to the stage!"
After quietly breathing a sigh of relief, the two wizards placed the golden cup on the ground and left in disgrace.
They were going to have a good talk with the wizard who made the golden cup.
How could you get such a heavy gold cup!
It’s simply anti-human!
Of course, they won't tell anyone, and in their excitement they forget to cast the Light as a Feather Charm.
The Bulgarian players walked into the box one after another with their heads lowered. Even the honorary moment of awarding awards could not make them happy.
They are only two goals away from winning the Gold Cup!
Krum obviously won the Snitch for them!
For a moment, all the team members felt extremely guilty and regretful.
Soon someone brought the trophy and certificate belonging to the runner-up. Fudge, with a stinky face, and the Bulgarian Minister of Magic, presented awards to these team members.
Krum walked at the end, and the blood on his face was still not wiped clean. He looked very embarrassed, but fortunately the bleeding had stopped.
Thinking about it, no matter how much the field doctor respects the wishes of the team members, he will not let him go on stage to receive the award with blood. That is an insult to their medical skills!
Bagman called out the name of each team member in a high-pitched voice. When Klum's name was read again, the entire stadium boiled again.
Not only the Bulgarian fans, but also the Irish fans also gave their most sincere cheers.
After receiving the prizes, the Bulgarian players stood in a row, with Fudge and the Bulgarian Minister of Magic in the middle. The reporters from the Daily Prophet raised their cameras and took many photos. However, every picture of Fudge looked so... It was so majestic that one couldn't help but wonder if the Irish team had lost the game.
The Bulgarian players walked around in the box. Krum was a little distracted at first. After seeing the identical face and red hair, he was stunned for a moment, and then he saw a familiar figure with black hair and black eyes.
"Well done! Krum!" Fred shouted, "We are all fascinated by your posture!"
George also shouted, "Bewitched!"
Krum, "..." Damn it, I don't want to get to know these two bastards at all. What kind of infatuation are you? You are not beautiful girls!
"How do you talk, George? How can you say that you are obsessed with it!" Robert's words made Klum sigh with relief. Finally, he had someone more reliable. However, the next moment, he knew that he was thinking too much, "That is called obsessed with emotions." Dreams!"
Krum's expression almost collapsed, Damn! You Chinese people don’t know how to use idioms, right? right! right!
But for some reason, after being messed up by these three bastards, the originally depressed mood seemed to relax a little.
His eyebrows stretched and his mouth moved, "Thank you." Nodding, Krum left the box briskly.
"So you really know Krum!" Ron looked at his two brothers in shock, "I thought you were joking!"
"That has nothing to do with you." Fred raised his eyebrows, "Because both of us forgot to ask him for his autograph."
Ron was speechless.
Just as he was talking, the members of the Irish team also came in. The one who walked in front was Aidan Linzi, the seeker who had had close contact with Mother Earth twice. This unlucky kid was already stunned when he came in. He was helped in by his two companions.
Troy and Quigley represented everyone, holding the trophy high, and a handsome photo was left.
The golden light of the trophy is dazzling and eye-catching. It is a color that countless people are crazy about.
However, just when everyone was extremely excited about this exciting moment.
Very abrupt.
Robert felt his heart twitch, as if something terrible was about to happen.
Without any hesitation, he cast an iron armor spell on himself. Feeling that it was not safe, he cast a super armor spell on himself.
Completely ignoring Hermione's shocked gaze, he dragged her out of the window.
Hermione felt her eyes blur, and before she could scream, she felt herself being hugged tightly and hung in the air.
She was a little confused.
The Weasleys and Harry screamed, and they all lay down at the window and looked down, trying to find any trace of the two of them.
With a sneer on his face, Lucius turned his head and took the opportunity to educate Draco, "This is a small pure-blood family that has just started, without any aristocratic education."
Just as he finished speaking, the golden light became even more dazzling.
"Wait a minute! That trophy..." Someone had already realized something was wrong and backed away quickly.
At this moment, the golden light on the trophy exploded, piercing directly into the eyes of the wizards present. Before they could complain, they heard a huge explosion, and the air wave blew off the roof of the box. The entire box was swaying, and the blazing green flames swept across the entire room in an instant.
