Chapter 913 Lost miserably, lost completely

The Golden Snitch is worth 150 points, so there is only one way for the Bulgarian team to win.

Krum's eagle-like eyes scanned the entire arena, trying to find the Golden Snitch.

"Troy scored another goal, and now the situation is very clear..."

He couldn't hear Bagman's voice, as if he was immersed in a world of his own.

Take away the noisy fans, take away the two teams constantly shuttling back and forth across the field, and take away those huge lifelike light curtains.

That's it! The little golden ball with wings!

Krum accelerated suddenly and rushed forward.

"Viktor! Watch out!"

He did not hear Ivanova's reminder, nor did he see the Bludger that was shooting towards him. The only thing in his eyes was the Golden Snitch that seemed to be within his reach.

"Oops - Quigley hit Krum in the nose with that bludger."

The severe pain made Krum instinctively grip the broom handle tightly to quickly stabilize his body, but the target he had already locked on had disappeared.

Just a little bit, obviously just a little bit...

Hot blood flowed from under his hooked nose.

He glanced at the score on the huge screen and wiped the blood that flowed into his mouth with his bright red team uniform.

10:160, must catch the Golden Snitch before the next goal!

Referee Mustafa flew in front of him, "Krum, you need to be treated by the on-site doctor."

"I'm fine. I can continue."

After Krum finished speaking, he flew high into the sky and continued to search for the Golden Snitch.

"That's all the world's number one seeker is? He deserves the title for nothing!"

"I can dodge this kind of bludger with my eyes closed. Could he be sleepwalking?"

The occasional questioning voices on the field made it difficult for Krum to concentrate.

Yes, he was a bit impatient, but his teammates were doing their best to stop the Irish team from scoring, and there was still a chance to tie the score.

For the championship, for glory.

However, Bagman soon announced some bad news.

"Mallet scored a crucial goal. Does that mean the Bulgarian team has lost the chance of winning?"

Unless you can catch the Golden Snitch after scoring and end the game, otherwise...

"Attack! Attack with all your strength!"

The Bulgarian team switched from defense to offense.

The Irish team also switched from offense to defense.

After a fierce confrontation, Ivanova escaped from the encirclement with the help of his body flexibility and successfully snatched the Quaffle into his arms.

At the same time, the Irish team's seeker Lin Qi also took action.

He accelerated and flew above the audience seats, passing through the open roofs of the box stands.

Suddenly, a bright red figure passed by him like a meteor.

"It's Krum! He got past Lindsey!"

The Golden Snitch doesn't belong to whoever discovers it first. Wonski's fake move was made precisely to avoid the situation of waiting for the opponent to succeed.

Krum, who accelerated to the front, didn't seem to care whether Lin Qi would deceive him. He now had only one thought in his mind, which was to catch the Golden Snitch to prove his strength.

On the other side of the field, Ivanova was very close to the goal.

But just as she was about to throw the ball, referee Mustafa blew the whistle to announce the end of the game.

She and her teammates looked towards the stand box, where Krum was holding the Golden Snitch high in his hand.

"The game is over! 160:170, the Irish team wins!"

After Bagman announced the result, the Irish team's supporters cheered.

The title of the world's number one seeker was confirmed, but the Bulgarian team lost.

Just 10 points away, they completely missed the championship.

Compared with team honors, Krim seems to care more about personal honors.

He hovered above the grandstand box where the golden snitch had just been caught, waving the golden snitch in his hand.

"Hey! Viktor!"

Krum looked down and saw a pair of red-haired twins in the box waving at him.

They were wearing green shamrock hats and appeared to be supporters of the Bulgarian team.

"Keep going! You are truly the world's number one seeker!"

Another red-haired boy also encouraged him, "Although you lost the game, you won and you proved yourself!"

Krum clenched the Snitch in his hand.

It's just a game. At worst, I can win it back in four years.

"Thank you! I will definitely keep working hard!"

Just as he looked up and wanted to go back to his teammates, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a beautiful figure.

It was her, Hermione Granger.

Krum descended as if possessed by a demon and landed in front of Hermione who had just finished chatting with Vincent.

All the adults and children in the box were stunned.

Hermione, in particular, looked at Krum in surprise.

"Hello, Hermy... Miss Granger."

"Hello, Mr. Krum."

A strange atmosphere quickly spread, and Fred and George pinched each other hard.

It hurts, am I dreaming?

Hermione actually knows the world's number one seeker? !

And they both look familiar?

But for Hermione, she just felt embarrassed now.

"Um..." Krum handed the Golden Snitch to her at a loss, "Thank you for watching my game. I wanted to give it to you."

Hermione wanted to decline, but the outspoken twins came over.

"Really? Viktor, this is the Golden Snitch from the World Cup final."

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Krum blushed slightly, "This is just a souvenir. I'm going back home tomorrow, and I don't know if we'll have the chance to meet again."

The twins looked at each other and felt that the atmosphere around them was beginning to become strange.

It seems... a little ambiguous?

Hermione had a faint smile on her face and reached out to gently push the Golden Snitch forward, "Mr. Krum, your souvenir is too valuable. I can't accept it."

Krum looked a little embarrassed, "Uh... I was reckless."

He lowered his hand in disappointment. "Ms. Granger, are you free tomorrow? Fanny took me on a detailed tour of the gymnasium last time, and I've always wanted to thank you before I return home."

Hermione hesitated.

It may be cruel, but some things must be said.

She shook her head with a determined look in her eyes. "Sorry, I have an appointment with my boyfriend tomorrow, but I can help you contact Fanni. I believe he will be very happy."

Krum's eyes dimmed.

Finally I heard her say it herself.

Krum suddenly felt his body heavy as he thought of the blond man who had walked into the tent with her.

Is it over?

He clenched the Golden Snitch tightly in his hand.

I don't want to let go, I don't want to let go.

But he had to learn.

If this relationship is regarded as a game, he has already lost from the moment the referee blew the whistle and announced the start of the game.

Lost miserably, lost completely.

It is really painful to meet the right person at the wrong time.

Krum forced a smile. "Well, Miss Granger, please help me contact Fanny. I will meet him outside the gym at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning."

Hermione readily agreed, "I certainly will."