"Mr. Lovegood?" Magnus Gustafsson's eyes widened. "Merlin's flowery underpants! Why is he playing?"
"Could it be that..." The male wizard with him seemed to think of something. "That Vizet Lovegood you kept talking about after you came back from the Animagus International Symposium?"
"That's right!" Magnus Gustafsson nodded repeatedly. "That Mr. Lovegood!"
He stopped paying attention to the male wizard beside him, yanked the Bulgarian commemorative hat off his head, and threw himself completely into the match, cheering for Vizet with all his might.
"Vizet..." Sophie Crieona, an editor for "Today's Transfiguration" who had met Vizet a few times, sounded astonished. "It's actually him?"
A witch traveling with her asked in puzzlement, "Vizet Lovegood? Didn't you say he was a genius at Transfiguration?"
Sophie Crieona shrugged helplessly. "Yes... I didn't expect him to actually have time for Quidditch too... Does this count as balancing work and rest?"
"Balancing work and rest at the Quidditch World Cup?" The witch with her suddenly changed tack, her expression brightening. "That's right!"
"Now that you mention it... Vizet is representing England! England finally has a bit of involvement! Then we absolutely have to cheer for him!"
Those who knew Vizet were naturally willing to cheer him on.
However, quite a few spectators who supported the North American National Team felt a sudden unease in their hearts when they heard Ludo Bagman announce the name "Lovegood."
They knew that on the team roster, there were two substitutes. One was called Jamison Hudson, and the other was Vizet Lovegood.
In the previous matches, Jamison Hudson had at least appeared at press conferences, while Vizet Lovegood had never shown up at all.
Now that Vizet had appeared on the pitch, seeing such a young face made the unease in their hearts even stronger.
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