HP's Foreign Land

The Irish wizards stared at the scoreboard in dismay, unable to recover from the huge blow. Such a strong Irish team actually lost, and they refused to face such a result.

The Bulgarian wizards were running at a crazy high speed, which was in sharp contrast to the crash in Ireland.

The entire playing field is half heaven and half hell.

After the game, a reporter interviewed the referee of the final, Mr. Mustafa, the chairman of the International Quidditch Federation. The chairman expressed his views on the game: In terms of overall strength, the Bulgarian team is inferior to the Irish team. There is no doubt about it.The outstanding performance of the Irish team this year in terms of teamwork reminded everyone of the Dutch team that dominated the European Quidditch world with team cohesion in the 70s and [-]s. Unfortunately, the Irish team relied too much on the team and lacked in-depth progress. There was almost no change from the preliminaries to the finals. On the contrary, the Bulgarian team frequently changed formations and repeatedly made breakthroughs, disrupting the Irish team's position and allowing the always suppressed Bulgarian team to grasp the opportunity to turn things around. In general, the Irish team underestimated the enemy. Also, I didn't do my homework before the game.

Mr. Chairman finally added, "In this game, the Irish team has more than 80.00% winning advantage. Unfortunately, the mental outlook of the players has always hovered on the remaining 20.00%."

Regardless, Mustafa has a high opinion of Ireland and if they win, no fuss, as they should.If they lose, it can only mean bad luck.Chairman Mustafa did not mention Bulgaria, not a word, and the victor did not need to add the icing on the cake.

The unlucky Irish team members landed lonely on the field below, winners and losers, now it is Bulgaria time.

The veela danced hotly, and the leprechauns couldn't spell a single word.

[The audience is invited to give applause and encouragement to the Irish team, which has suffered a glorious defeat. 】Bagman was quite conscientious, and he didn't get kicked because of the unsatisfactory results, but the words he used were a bit petty, what do you mean by "defeat is glorious".

Even if the Bulgarian wizards were dissatisfied, they just put their stomachs down and cursed. They all stood up and applauded the Irish team. The winners often did this, and they would not hesitate to call it encouraging sympathy.

The Bulgarian team was still flying around the field in the sky, and the audience supporting them was so enthusiastic. When they lowered a little, the audience's ghostly shouts suddenly rose to a higher pitch, so that they didn't dare to rest. The body is strong and the face is smiling. Fortunately, the spiritual abundance makes up for the lack of physical strength. So far, no team member has been left behind due to lack of physical strength.

There was a sudden commotion on the side of the wives. The reason was that a chasing player flew over to show affection to his wife. This wife didn't watch the game much from the beginning, but now she danced and shouted like a die-hard fan. The husband's Touched, I felt that this wife was too understanding, so I hugged and French kissed on the spot.

The audience around them raised their binoculars unkindly, screaming again and again, it's too exciting~~

Then, the players came to the love relay one after another. For a while, the whole wives group was like midnight, the passionate corners in the small park, so embarrassing that passers-by didn't know where to look.

The captain of the national team was mature and prudent, but walked around outside the wives' seats without even entering the "door". The wife of the captain held the railing and wiped the sweat off her husband's face with a handkerchief. Very little contact.

Look at people, Heimdall despises the indiscretions around him, and speaks a thousand words without saying anything, this is the realm.

Heimdall reflexively wanted to cover Vanessa's eyes, remembering that she was having a good dream, and then thought, this child is the enthusiastic French people, and it is probably familiar to him.

Miss Qianjin opened her eyes wide in shock, just as Heimdall was about to say something to divert her attention, Miss Qianjin suddenly blushed and murmured: "Do you think Mr. Krum will kiss me?"

Miss, you are definitely a puppy love.

"No." Heimdall said.

Miss Qianjin pouted, dissatisfied with this answer, "Why not?"

"You are not his wife."

"I am willing to marry him." Miss Qianjin's boldness is amazing.

"Marrying someone for a kiss? It's not worth it." Heimdall said earnestly.

"I want to marry him." Miss Qianjin looked very assertive.

"Hai, who wants to marry him, is gone. If this is the case, it will be too late for him to get divorced."

"Can those vulgar women compare to me?"

"How do you know they're tacky?"

Miss Qianjin resented, "I've seen with my own eyes how well those women pretended to be themselves in front of Krum, and their faces behind their backs are really disgusting, just like those shameless whores who always try to hit my daddy ..."

"Where did you learn it? How can a child speak like that!" Heimdall interrupted her severely.

Miss Qianjin's complexion changed, and she pursed her mouth aggrieved.

"But it's a good metaphor." Heimdall affirmed without changing his face.

Just as Miss Qianjin was about to say something, her eyes widened suddenly, and she froze as if being shocked by an electric shock. She saw Victor Krum falling outside the railing on his broomstick and beckoning inward. Miss Qianjin couldn't believe it. eyes, Krum is beckoning to himself?And smiling?

Miss Qianjin stood up blithely, and Krum frowned over there, "I'm calling you!"

Come, come, she cried in her heart.

"Here we come." Someone yelled for her. Afterwards, the man strode past her towards Krum, and said helplessly, "I still have a baby in my arms. I have to put that baby in place."

Miss Qianjin was stunned on the spot. She saw Heimdall wiping Krum's face with his sleeve. Krum was not angry. He seemed very happy and happy. She kissed Krum's mouth confidently, and said "so handsome" while kissing, and Krum, her idol was quite intoxicated, and stretched out her arms to wrap his arms around the other's shoulders.

As for someone's previous contempt for indiscretion...

The white flashing lights in the arena instantly lit up the night sky, and all the reporters faithfully recorded this scene.

The other wives were a little unbalanced. They kissed their husbands for a long time and they didn't see those reporters so dedicated.

Under the urging of the captain, the members of the Bulgarian team left their wives one by one, and Victor rode a broom and fell at the end of the team.

Heimdall picked up another chair and sat down. His seat had already been swayed by Vanessa as a bed.

Miss Qianjin turned around and glared at him as fiercely as she would treat a class enemy.

"You are Heimdall Strulusson?"

The kid is slow enough, he's been with a bunch of ladies, obviously isn't he?

"Yes." Heimdall nodded.

The answer was so smooth that Qian Jin choked.

After all, the daughter is the daughter, and she is too young to put on the posture of a shrew cursing the street, so she can only stare hard.

"I want to tell my father." Miss Qianjin remembered the tried and tested trump card.

Heimdall nodded, "Then let me tell my father too."

Miss Qianjin was taken aback.

Heimdall scorned, "I also have a father."

Miss Qianjin threw herself into the captain's wife's arms with a sad expression on her face. The captain's wife couldn't laugh or cry, thinking of herself now?

In the venue, the chairman of the International Quidditch Federation and officials from the British Ministry of Magic who hosted the Quidditch World Cup joined hands to present awards to the winners.

In the eager anticipation of the fans of the Bulgarian team, the captain of the Bulgarian national team won the World Cup trophy, and other players rushed forward, all holding up the huge golden trophy.At that moment, there was thunderous cheers, the reporters pressed the shutter one after another, and countless flashlights formed a line of light, which made people blinded.

The British audience gradually regained their composure and applauded gracefully. Anyway, the UK is the host, so we must show the courage of the host, otherwise people all over the world won’t laugh at them for being narrow-minded?

***

After the awards were presented, the audience left the stadium in an orderly manner, and they were no longer impatient with the unknown results like entering the stadium.

The Bulgarian wives were designated as VIP seats for receiving dignitaries, so they didn’t have to queue up to get out as they did when they came, but went through the dedicated passage for dignitaries, and went all the way unimpeded.

At the exit of the dignitaries passageway, Duncan waited there with a group of chattering children, and held a handover ceremony for Vanessa with Heimdall. He breathed a sigh of relief, it was obvious that he was still very nervous about these children.

The daughter who pouted all the way forgot to continue to be awkward when she saw a group of children, and looked at the children playing together with some longing. Vanessa's dullness once made her very discouraged. These lively and active children made her mischievous. Heartbroken, Qianjin raised her eyes to the captain's wife, her eyes were full of prayers.

The captain's wife hesitated for a moment, and was about to take Qianjin to find her father to get a license. Qianjin pouted and pointed at the group of children who seemed to be leaving. The captain's wife had no choice but to start a conversation with Duncan.

On the other side, Heimdall, who had nothing to do, followed the wives into the Bulgarian lounge, and heard Mr. Minister's impassioned speech as soon as he entered the room.

The Bulgarian Minister of Magic changed from his usual calmness and loudly praised every team member, including substitutes and coaches. Every team member had a satisfied smile on his face, and the room was full of joy.

Mr. Minister was excited. He was not a person without measure. He promised the rewards he had agreed before, took them out of the lounge, and left the rest of the time for the family members of the team members.

Victor, who was sitting in the corner with the captain and taking off his uniform, waved to Heimdall, and Heimdall immediately ran over to help, with a low-browed look on his face, and Victor was very amused to see him.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?"

"Don't talk to me now." Heimdall looked at his nose, nose and heart. "I'm digesting your heroic appearance on the field, and I want to combine him with the usual Victor."

Victor raised his eyebrows, stroked his chin seemingly proudly, and put on a pose that he thought he was very stylish, "Isn't he handsome?"

Heimdall glanced up at him, and said indifferently: "Keep it up, I feel that my digestion speed has suddenly increased."

The captain chuckled, and Heimdall hurriedly said, "I'm laughing." He freed up a hand to catch the captain's robe, and turned out the hem of the robe that was hooked to the corner of the chair.

The captain was in a hurry to take off his clothes, he couldn't be the young master somewhere, could he?Even Victor, a small landowner, doesn't have this affliction.

The clothes in his hand were suddenly snatched away forcefully, and Heimdall was staggered by the sudden force. If Victor hadn't supported him, he might have hit the wall directly.

After standing still, Heimdall looked back, and was surprised to find that it was the wife of the captain. This woman who seemed to be a standard good wife and mother looked at the robe in her hand with annoyed expression, and then quickly recovered impeccable under the slightly indifferent performance of her husband. She smiled and said softly: "I'm sorry, I'm just too excited, I'm very sorry."

What are you excited about?The second monk Heimdall Zhang couldn't figure it out, so he just smiled to show that he didn't mind, and turned his head to continue flirting with his boyfriend.

Without saying a word, the captain's wife lowered her head and took off her husband's inner clothes. Her movements were skillful and gentle. Heimdall took a few peeks and immediately understood. Regardless of whether the captain is the young master or not, his wife's way of serving others No matter how hardworking a man is, he will become a lazy man who doesn't distinguish between grains and grains.

The husband and wife completely lost the affection they had just now, and they seemed to respect each other like ice.

Victor clapped his hands, "I'll do it myself." Quickly put on a black long-sleeve sweater and a pair of washed white jeans, Heimdall couldn't help feeling a little worried when he saw this, "Is it too much?" It's thin, and the summer nights in England are very cool." Looking at myself, the sweater is all on.

Victor hugged him and kissed him, "It's not cool."

Afterwards, the team members changed their clothes one after another, and went out with friends and friends. Heimdall couldn't understand Bulgarian, so he didn't know what to do next, so he had to follow his boyfriend.

Walking out of the arena, Victor asked, "Are you tired? Do you want to rest?"

Heimdall pointed to the bustling camping area, "Even if you want to sleep, you will be woken up." He doesn't have the ability to calm down in Vanessa.

Contrary to the noisy Bulgarian camp, the British side seemed much quieter. Although there were still a small number of wizards from other countries who followed suit in that camp, the British wizards were not magnanimous enough to celebrate Bulgaria's victory with the Bulgarian wizards. Especially the Irish wizards, who have already gone to sleep.

"Are you going to the Bulgarian camping area?" Heimdall asked curiously.

"No." Victor sneered.

Just when Heimdall was wondering, the leading team member in front made a big turn and took the lead into the dark forest, and everyone followed one after another.

"Where are we going?"

"I didn't go anywhere." Victor laughed. "Actually, I just went to a quiet place to celebrate. The fans have their own way. If we go to join in the fun, they will have a burden."

In the dark forest, two rows of lights suddenly lit up, one red and one green, like the neon lights of the Muggle world. The leading team member in front extinguished the wand that was shining with a ball of white light, and continued to go deep into the forest in the direction guided by the lights. marching everywhere.

After crossing a dead tree stump across the path, a large open space appeared at the end of the light.

A large bonfire that is as high as a person is piled up in the center of the open space, sending light and heat to the surroundings, and the sky surrounded by branches and leaves above the head is half illuminated by this raging flame.

With the bonfire as the center, red golden lion tents stand in an orderly manner on the left hand side, and green clover tents are scattered on the right hand side.

Heimdall is embarrassed. It turns out that the Bulgarian team and the Irish team live together. Whose idea is this? The psychological quality is too strong.