On the field,
After greeting the fans in the stands one by one, world-class star Viktor Krum turned around again and looked at the VIP stands, his gaze seemingly focused on a certain figure in the front row.
As a top Seeker, his eyesight is undoubtedly excellent, but he unusually showed a puzzled expression.
One of his female teammates noticed his unusual behavior and squinted to look in the middle of the front row.
Vincent Wayne? No, it's the pretty girl sitting next to me.
She frowned slightly, controlling her flying broom to approach Viktor Krum, who seemed to be in a daze. "Viktor, the match is about to start, what are you still standing there for?"
Viktor Krum stared at her suddenly appearing with some surprise. "Sorry, Ivanova, I was just spacing out."
Ivanova, looking rather displeased, leaned closer to him. "Viktor, why won't you still call me by my name?"
Viktor Krum looked embarrassed. "Ivan... Klara, I... I just forgot for a moment."
A hint of sadness flashed in Ivanova's eyes. "Then you must remember this well from now on."
Viktor Krum gave an awkward laugh. "I will, I... Klara."
He clearly still wasn't very interested.
However, Ivanova was not angry. She nodded slightly and rode away on her broom.
Viktor Krum's gaze shifted from her back to the VIP stands.
He muttered uncertainly to himself, "Could the girl from that day be her...?"
He took one last deep look, then turned and walked away reluctantly.
After both teams' players were ready, the first match of the World Cup semi-finals officially began.
Despite the outcome being a foregone conclusion, the Canadian Team still did their best to thwart the Bulgaria team's attack.
Before dawn, Viktor Krum had already successfully caught the Golden Snitch, and the final score was 110:330.
After the grand awards ceremony, the fans got up and left the stands.
Since it was still early, they left the Alps together, not wanting to go back to their tents to rest so soon.
When Viktor Krum hurriedly returned to the stadium after changing his clothes, the VIP stands were already deserted.
He turned around with a dejected look in his eyes and walked toward the exit with a very disappointed expression.
"Viktor!"
Viktor Krum stopped and looked at his agent who was calling out to him.
"We've finally found you. We've booked the entire tavern in the town at the foot of the mountain. Everyone else has already gone there."
He shook his head. "I'm not going. You guys have fun."
The agent paused for a moment, "In a bad mood? Were you rejected?"
Viktor Krum's lips twitched violently. "Was it Ivan— Klara who told you?"
The agent didn't answer, so it seems they guessed correctly.
"Okay." Viktor Krum turned to look at the VIP stands inside. "I think I saw that girl today."
The agent didn't react immediately. "Which girl? You're not Zograf or Levski, when did you start imitating them—wait, are you talking about that foreign girl?"
Viktor Krum nodded slightly.
"The girl you fell in love with at first sight at the Ministry of Magic?"
He nodded slightly again.
The agent didn't know what to say.
Viktor Krum did keep his promise and didn't think about anything outside of the game for over a month.
But tonight, he happened to run into it again?
Are you sure it's her?
"I'm 90 percent certain."
The agent stared at him suspiciously. "You only saw her from behind, didn't you?"
Viktor Krum pointed to his eyes. "Do you think I'm mistaken? She gives me a very special feeling, an indescribable quality. I'm sure I'm not mistaken."
A world-class Seeker, capable of finding the fast and small Golden Snitch in such a vast arena, would certainly not easily mistake someone so large.
However, he had only seen a glimpse of the back of the figure, and that was just last month, when he saw it from a distance through the crowd.
If he can recognize her, then she must hold a very important place in his heart.
The agent sighed softly, stepped forward and gently put his arm around his shoulder. "Let's go. It seems I, as your agent, need to give you some serious advice."
"Huh?" Viktor Krum was being pulled along, still a little dazed. "Where are we going?"
"Find a quiet place."
The Alps are vast, but the icy, snowy landscape is clearly unsuitable.
Fortunately, the town at the foot of the mountain is also quite large, and there is more than one tavern.
Before going inside, the agent put a baseball cap on Viktor Krum.
"Is it really necessary? This is a Muggle town, isn't it?"
"The match ended too early tonight. I'm sure there are a lot of wizards here."
The two entered a tavern called ""White Snow" Tavern".
Sure enough, there were many wizards inside, who were drinking and chatting about the match they had just watched.
The agent found a quiet corner and ordered two large glasses of beer from the pub owner.
"Come on, let's have a drink first!"
Both of them finished their drinks in one go, and the tavern owner immediately refilled their glasses with two large cups.
Seeing Viktor Krum's sullen expression, the agent stopped clinking glasses and instead teased him quite suddenly, "You really fell in love with her at first sight?"
Viktor Krum didn't dare meet those mocking eyes, his fingers unconsciously tracing the path of the freshly filled wine glass.
The answer is already obvious.
The agent smiled. "Viktor, since you really like her, I have no reason to stop you."
Viktor Krum stared at him in astonishment. "I don't even know her name. How could you think I like her?"
"I've watched you grow up." The agent smiled and shook his head. "I know you better than your parents do, and sometimes I even know you better than you know yourself."
Viktor Krum was speechless.
He blankly raised his glass and took a small sip, wanting to say something but only managing to take another big gulp of beer.
The agent's lips curled up again, as if he knew what he wanted to say, "No matter what, you have to prioritize the competition."
Viktor Krum slammed down his nearly empty wine glass. "I'm a professional golfer, I can definitely tell what's most important."
He wasn't distracted during the match just now, and successfully caught the Golden Snitch to end the game.
The agent nodded, then teased him again, "Should I have someone find out about your dream girl?"
Viktor Krum hurriedly refused, saying, "Please don't, that would make it seem like I did it on purpose."
The agent looked him in the eye and said in a tone of someone with experience, "You say she's very beautiful? Maybe she already has a boyfriend. Aren't you afraid you'll be very disappointed?"
Yes, if you know nothing, all your expectations will turn into disappointment.
However, Viktor Krum met his agent's eyes with unwavering determination, "If she really has a boyfriend, then I'll accept it, but I hope to hear it from her own mouth, not from her now that we have no connection whatsoever."
Knowing beforehand that someone has a boyfriend makes one want to give up, and might even completely cut off any possibility of getting to know them.
Compared to the complex world of adults, Viktor Krum's ideas, though simple to the point of being naive, still make some sense.