With extraordinary comprehension, I built a floating city at Hogwarts.

During the Quidditch World Cup, Krum almost single-handedly carried six players in every match, making each game extremely difficult.

But he has never been in so much pain as he is today.

He discovered that two of his opponents possessed the same level of flying talent (in his own opinion).

These two people were incredibly wasteful; instead of becoming Seekers, they teamed up as Chaser.

However, these two weren't satisfied with just bullying him in the Chaser position; they had to cross over and deal with him, the Seeker.

More than once, after discovering the Golden Snitch, he was stopped by Levin or Cirella... or even both of them together.

With them around, I can't even get within ten meters of the Golden Snitch.

However, even though he had already restrained the Yin Kingdom's ball chasers in this way,

His teammates continued to suffer defeats against their opponents.

50: 0…

70: 10…

100: 20…

140: 30…

170: 40…

The score gap is gradually widening.

When Bagman announced that the score was 200-50...

Krum was desperate.

He knew that his teammates could never close the gap to within 140 points again.

Even if he caught the Golden Snitch immediately, there was absolutely no way he could turn the tide.

Bulgaria is doomed to lose.

“Merlin’s beard! What am I seeing?” Bagman screamed at that moment.

Levin and Cirira simply abandoned their pursuit of the Quake and instead joined Parkin in chasing the Golden Snitch.

Due to the rules of Quidditch, they cannot catch the Golden Snitch themselves.

But the two of them, one on the left and one on the right, circled around the Golden Snitch. No matter which direction the Golden Snitch flew, one of them would block it with their body.

Seeing this, the Bulgarian team members almost gave up resisting.

Only Krum gently touched the broom and continued flying towards Levin and Cirella.

Even if he dies, he wants to die gracefully.

In the VIP box at the top of the arena, the Bulgarian minister could no longer tolerate the one-sided brutality of the match. He stood up, approached Fudge, and pleaded in English to end the game.

Meanwhile, in another corner of the private room, Ron was also muttering complaints:

"What a hypocritical actor!" Ron looked at Levin, who was the center of attention, and could not suppress his jealousy. "If he has such a high level of skill, he should be more humble instead of humiliating Krum like this."

This blunt accusation drew frequent sidelong glances from those around him.

Malfoy suddenly retorted, "That's how a strong person should behave."

At that moment, a cry of surprise rang out.

Despite performing difficult maneuvers, Levin and Cirella deftly dodged Krum's attack.

Krum was rushing too fast and couldn't stop in time, crashing into the VIP box and colliding with an unfortunate guy.

It was his little fanboy, Ron.

He bumped into Ron in an extremely awkward position.

There was a "pop" sound.

Their lips touched.

Ron's face contorted instantly as he was thrown into the air.

He never imagined he would have such a close encounter with his idol.

What embarrassed Ron the most was that his actions were witnessed by Malfoy and Harry.

Seeing Malfoy's gloating and Harry's heartbroken expression, Ron wished he could dig a hole and bury himself in it.

On the other side, Krum's momentum hadn't diminished, and he slid face down to Hermione's feet, his face covered in blood and his front teeth knocked out.

During the gliding, his foot accidentally bumped into the back of the Bulgarian minister's leg.

The Bulgarian minister immediately knelt down in front of Fauci.

Fudge's face twitched awkwardly a few times, barely managing to suppress the urge to burst out laughing.

"Click, click, click,"

The sound of camera shutters being pressed kept ringing out; it was Luna.

As the daughter of the editor-in-chief of "Singing the Dissent," she also took on the job of gathering material for the newspaper during this trip.

By the time Krum finally wiped the blood off his face and walked out of the box, the referee had already blown his whistle.

In that short time, Bryce Parkin, the Seeker from the Underworld, had already arrived beside the two Chaser and easily caught the Golden Snitch, which they had "caught" using a different method.

Krum's face darkened further, and his teammates gathered around him, shaking their heads and looking dejected.

Not far away, the players of the Yin Kingdom team were dancing with joy. Their mascot flew freely in the sky, roaring and spewing out red and white dragon breath.

Flags were waving everywhere in the stadium, and the national anthem of the Yin Kingdom resounded from all directions.

"Now, the members of the Yin Kingdom team, accompanied by their mascot, will circle the field once, and the Quidditch World Cup trophy will be delivered to the top-floor box!" Bagman announced in his booming voice.

Beneath a colossal, iron-gray eagle-shaped statue at the very top, Penelope Crivate stood and watched the entire match unfold.

Due to the World Cup, Penelope and other Auror reserves were also called up.

To accommodate her, Donkner specifically arranged for Penelope to stay here so she could watch the entire game.

The new Auror uniform draped over her shoulders fluttered in the wind high above.

She looked at the spirited Levin and Cirella, and a beautiful smile bloomed on her face.

Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed, and the top-floor box was miraculously illuminated, allowing all the spectators in the stands to see what was happening inside.

At the entrance, two panting wizards carried a large golden cup into the box and handed it to Cornelius Fudge.

Fudge grinned from ear to ear; he could finally stop suppressing his joy and burst into laughter.

"Let's give a warm round of applause to welcome the Bulgarian team members who have fought bravely and persevered!" Bagman shouted.

The seven defeated Bulgarian players went upstairs and into the private room.

The audience below applauded, expressing their appreciation.

The Bulgarian players entered the two rows of seats in the VIP box one by one.

As he shook hands with his minister and Fudge in turn, Bagman called out each person's name loudly.

Krum was last in line, his face gloomy, and his dark circles under his eyes were particularly noticeable.

Once he landed on the ground, his movements looked less coordinated. His legs were slightly turned outwards, and his shoulders were noticeably bent forward.

Nevertheless, when Bagman announced Krum's name, the entire stadium gave him a polite round of applause.

But Krum's expression grew even more somber; he didn't need sympathy.

Next up on stage were the members of the Yin Guo team, each of them beaming with joy.

When Bagman shouted out the names of Levin Green and Cirella Rayanen, the entire stadium erupted in a deafening roar of cheers.

When Levin and Cirihong received the Quidditch World Cup from Fudge and kissed on the spot amidst cheers from the crowd, the entire stadium turned into a sea of ​​joy.

Everyone was happy for them, for their victory, and for the wonderful bond between these two perfectly matched partners.

The English team members mounted their brooms again and took turns patting the affectionate young couple.

Levin and Cerira rode their brooms again, carrying the Quidditch World Cup, and circled the field once more.

Chapter 277 Midnight Riot

Harry sat in the stands, watching Levin's departing figure, a feeling of envy welling up inside him. He couldn't help but sigh, "If only I had half of Levin's grades."

“Harry, you’re a Quidditch star at Hogwarts too, aren’t you? You’ve done exceptionally well as the Seeker, in fact, I’ve heard you’re the youngest Seeker in a century.” Sirius Black patted Harry’s shoulder warmly, speaking with encouragement.

Harry shook his head. "Levin, Cirihong, and Krum, they may not be very old, but they are much better than me. If Levin had played Seeker in his first year, he would have been the youngest player on the list."

Harry's eyes looked somewhat confused.

Despite his illustrious reputation in the wizarding world, his grades at Hogwarts were unremarkable, and he was always getting into trouble.

He felt the aura of being a "savior" was particularly heavy; he just wanted to be seen as an ordinary little wizard.

“Harry, everyone is unique, and everyone has their own growth process. There’s no need to envy others. But there is one thing you need to pay attention to.” Sirius Black said to his godson, seemingly hesitant to speak.

"What is it, Sirius?" Harry's curiosity was immediately piqued.

“You should try to make some new friends, like Diggory over there. He’s a kind kid, very helpful, and most importantly, I heard he plays Seeker like you, you’ll definitely have a lot to talk about.”

Harry looked in the direction Sirius was pointing and saw Cedric sitting between his parents, looking very friendly.

He certainly knew Cedric; the boy was very popular at school.

Of all the people at Hogwarts, perhaps only Levin is more popular than him.

However, neither Sirius Black nor Harry himself knew that Harry and Cedric actually had a lot in common in other areas as well.

For example, they both like the same girl, and neither of them can have her.

Harry pondered Sirius's words, feeling there was more to them than met the eye.

He couldn't help but think of Ron, who had spent the entire night badmouthing Levin.

Harry knew very well how much Sirius Black admired Levin Grimm.

Throughout the summer vacation, he heard plenty of praise for the boy from his godfather.

Out of friendship and gratitude for Levin's help during the summer vacation, he felt he should persuade Ron to stop targeting Levin.

After all, Levin was so popular at school and so outstanding himself.