Chapter 352 Continue (Modified, Thanks to Super Silver League Ksg, Magic Feather)

Geraldine produced a cigar, lit it, and stuffed it into his mouth. He knew Allen's strength well.

You know, in the training of crossing the aperture, Allen broke the record. Perhaps no one will break such a record again.

Krum is certainly powerful, but in Geraldine's view, he is definitely not Allen's opponent.

After analyzing the Bulgarian team's matches in this World Cup, he concluded that the England team can fully suppress the Bulgarian team in all positions...well, including the head coach position.

As far as he is concerned, this will be the last World Cup he coaches. If it ends in this way and wins, he is not reconciled to showing his usual training results.

Since the team's strength has an overall advantage over the opponent, Geraldine does not need a first-of-its-kind, but controversial victory.

For the other players of the England team, they also hope to continue to play, show their strength, and test the results of their hard training for a year.

"Alan is right. Although within the rules of the game, we have won the game by virtue of Alan's extraordinary strength, we are still willing to give the Bulgarian team a chance, and at the same time give ourselves a chance to prove ’” Geraldine stood up and said.

Fudge frowned, glanced at Geraldine, and moved slightly.

"I promise, Allen will definitely win, and use the result of the game to slap the Bulgarian who played with you." Irving leaned close to Fudge and whispered in his ear.

Fudge looked at Owen, finally decided to believe his story, and nodded inconspicuously.

For the Bulgarian players who were still in resentment and despair just now, it is naturally the best thing to be able to continue the game and have a chance to win.

"I request that the audience need to be told exactly what happened." Fudge said in a deep voice. He couldn't let the audience think that the rematch was sentenced because England was at a loss.

"Of course, Minister Fudge." Ludo Bagman looked more excited than the Bulgarian team.

"Ladies and gentlemen: England's Alan Harris catches the Snitch in unprecedented fashion and the resulting debate has officials all but unanimous - Alan Harris did not break any rules ..." Bagman's voice filled the stadium.

The audience was silent, waiting for him to announce the result.

"But I have to say that the England team showed a very selfless spirit just now. They are willing to give up the easy win and continue to present wonderful confrontations for the audience."

Like boiling water, the audience stage was boiling, and there were enthusiastic cheers.

Although the Bulgarian fans are not satisfied with Bagman's statement, they can continue to watch the game, and the team may continue to win, and they cannot raise higher demands.

"In this, Alan Harris played a very key role. He is willing to give Bulgaria a chance, and he is also willing to give his teammates a chance to show off."

"So, ladies and gentlemen: Our journey to the Quidditch World Cup will continue!" Bagman's passionate voice resounded throughout the arena.

"Let us welcome the players back to the game with warm shouts!" Bagman quickly called out the names of the players on both sides, and blurred shadows flew into the sky.

The last one to appear was Allen, and Bagman shouted almost with all his strength.

The entire audience stood up, and the voices calling Alan's name came one after another, gradually converging into a tidy, torrent of voices.

There was a wave of people on the field, and even some Bulgarian supporters joined in.

Everyone was conquered by Alan's unafraid of challenges, fair and selfless sportsmanship, and spontaneously cheered for Alan.

The continued game was very exciting, almost as soon as the referee blew the whistle, the players from both sides tried their best to fight.

Volkov, one of the Bulgarian hitters, hit the incoming Bludger hard with the bat in his hand, sending it toward Dixie; The Quaffle, caught by Tom hovering below—

"Tom scored!" Bagman yelled loudly, and the crowd cheered and applauded, shaking the stadium. "10-0, England lead!"

The players of the England team cooperated seamlessly and their movements were very coordinated. It seemed that each could see through each other's mind and kept raising the score.

Within ten minutes, the England team scored two more goals, rewriting the score to 30:0, which aroused overwhelming cheers and applause from the supporters.

The competition has become more intense and more brutal. Bulgaria's batsmen Volkov and Volkanov slammed Bludgers into the English Chasers with all their might and tried to stop them from taking some of their best runs.

However, the difference in strength between the two sides is really huge. You must know that the veterans of the Bulgarian team have either reached retirement age or cannot play due to injuries. This group of new-generation players is still far behind. If it weren't for Krum, they might have had their heads shaved several times this year, and they definitely wouldn't have made it this far in the finals.

England's Chasers managed to break through their lineup and score another goal to make it 40-0.

Volkov swung his club bitterly, feeling powerless.

In the audience, the Bulgarian supporters' camp recalled the tidy and loud chants, which they were used to, and Krum was able to save the team from the score and win.

"Krum is recognized as the world's number one seeker. I hope Allen, a rising star, can rise to the challenge and defeat him." Bagman said in a loud and loud voice.

"Oh, my God! Krum spotted the Snitch. Alan started chasing it." Suddenly Bagman exclaimed, "He's overtaken Krum!"

One hundred thousand wizards watched with bated breath as the two Seekers - Alan and Krum - dropped among the Chasers so fast, it was as if they had jumped out of a plane without a parachute .

The golden snitch clung to the green lawn, flapping its wings.

At the last second, Viktor Krum stopped the dive, rose again, and flew away in a circle.

"It is very difficult to dive vertically and quickly pull up the broom angle. In the history of Quidditch, there are very few people who can pull up the broom while diving vertically at such a high speed." Bagman praised.

"Merlin, what do I see?" Bagman screamed.

Allen actually controlled the broom and stopped in such a rapid dive.

His palm rested on the top of the Golden Snitch. In the eyes of everyone, he raised his head and smiled slightly, but did not close his palms.

The golden snitch flew high into the sky, and Allen followed closely, and his palm always stayed above the golden snitch.