Quidditch is an extremely physically demanding sport; the game will continue as long as neither Seeker catches the Golden Snitch.
After two rounds of intense attacks from Ivanova, the Peruvian teams clearly realized their intentions.
If she focuses all her defense on the Chaser, Seeker, Viktor Krum, will be left unattended, and vice versa.
Since her physical strength cannot be sustained for long, we should keep interfering with her to make it difficult for her to recover.
The tactics were effective, and the score remained close for a long time.
At 150-60, the pressure is now on both teams 'Seeker.
Whoever catches the Golden Snitch first will win the game.
Inside the private room,
The twins stared worriedly at Ivanova, who was panting heavily in the light screen.
"This female version of Vincent is a bit weak. She keeps getting harassed by the other side. Why don't you just charge in and ram them?"
"Her teammates were really something. If they hadn't gone to support her, they could have scored at least two or three goals."
Sitting behind them, Cedric looked puzzled. "You guys seem to really want the Bulgaria team to win. I didn't know you supported them so much."
Fred sneered at him, "If they lose, we'll regret it to death."
Not only did they lose 100 Gold Galleons, but they also lost another 1000 Gold Galleons.
George, also a mathematical genius, stared intently at Viktor Krum on the small screen. "Merlin, please, you must catch the Golden Snitch!"
Cedric ignored the two of them.
He looked at Qiu beside him and said, "The score is currently tied, but Viktor Krum is the player with the best chance of defeating the World's Number One Seeker, so the Bulgaria team still has a great chance of winning."
Qiu nodded, completely agreeing with his opinion. "If Klara Ivanova can maintain her stamina, the Bulgaria team with its current lineup can definitely win the championship with ease."
The difference in physical ability between male and female wizards is not as great as the difference between male and female Muggle. Being able to maintain a high-intensity attack for 10 minutes is already considered a top-tier Chaser. Ivanova is actually not weak at all.
Cedric glanced back at Vincent.
If this freak were to play, I wonder how many minutes it would take him to widen the score gap to over 150 points.
Vincent and Hermione in the back row weren't really interested in watching the game, but Harry and Ron in the front row kept discussing it.
"What a pity. If Viktor had been even half a second faster, the Golden Snitch would definitely not have escaped his grasp."
"Viktor Krum's reaction speed is too fast. As soon as the Golden Snitch appears in his sight, he can always accelerate and rush over immediately."
Hermione smiled and looked at Vincent.
Although... but... okay, I am a little annoyed.
However, he wasn't there to watch the game; finding the mole was his real business.
The equipment used to detect Dark Magic has been secretly installed inside the stadium, Tonks is also watching from the door. Whether it's following the maintenance manual or using Dark Magic to tamper with things, the mole will be exposed immediately.
Needless to say, what will happen next will be incredibly bloody and cruel.
While the two waited patiently, Viktor Krum spotted the Golden Snitch again on the field.
He rode his Firebolt at breakneck speed toward the VIP boxes in the audience, flying past the group of bigwigs with his shoulders barely brushing the glass.
Luckily, Fudge was already seated, otherwise even the most composed person would have been startled.
"That's so dangerous!" Umbridge yelled. "Is this athlete blind? If he accidentally breaks the glass, he'll be seriously injured at the very least!"
Everyone present was shrewd and could naturally tell that she was implying something.
Fudge waved his hand casually, "Dolores, if the players don't give it their all, how can we have any exciting matches to watch?"
Umbridge said with a fawning look, "The minister is right. As professional athletes, they must have been prepared for injuries."
No sooner had he finished speaking than the Golden Snitch flew back with Viktor Krum.
Umbridge turned deathly pale with fright and screamed, "Ah—!"
Many of the bigwigs in the VIP box had to cover their ears tightly.
She makes a fuss over such a small thing. If she hadn't been so good at flattering others, she wouldn't have gotten the position of Senior Deputy Minister.
Barty Crouch, sitting quietly in the corner, revealed a hint of struggle in his eyes.
Perhaps the heart of this upright official who dared to put aside his own family ties for the greater good has finally begun to waver.
People who work diligently are often overlooked, while sycophants who only know how to slack off rise to the top.
Barty Crouch's eyes quickly hardened again.
As one of the few upright individuals in the Ministry of Magic, how could he possibly associate with these vile creatures?
Outside the VIP box, Viktor Krum, who was chasing the Golden Snitch, soon encountered an opponent.
The Peruvian team's Seeker caught up, and after a brief eye contact, the two players almost simultaneously increased their speed to the maximum.
Viktor Krum's Firebolt were slightly better, and the gap between the two quickly widened.
Even so, the Golden Snitch was still faster than him.
"This is the kind of difficulty the World Cup should be like!" Viktor Krum shouted, biting down hard behind it.
Countless sudden stops, countless accelerations, countless high-difficulty maneuvers.
Finally, his fingertips touched the Golden Snitch's wings.
"Match over!" Bagman's deep voice rang out, "310:90, Bulgaria wins!"
As Viktor Krum listened to the cheers from the fans inside and outside the stadium, he raised the Golden Snitch high in his hand and scanned the top-floor boxes one by one, as if searching for something.
However, the glass is specially made so that it is completely invisible from the outside.
It's a little disappointing, but now is not the time to be sad.
His teammates all gathered around him and hugged him.
When the awards ceremony began, Vincent and Hermione quietly left the box.
The hidden mole didn't do anything until the end of the match.
This is abnormal. If he were targeting Wayne Enterprises, he would have interfered with the equipment by any means necessary.
"Maybe he was joking earlier?"
"Impossible. Everyone has a reason for doing anything, let alone tampering with our equipment at the risk of being discovered."
Hermione thought Vincent was right, so it was intriguing why the other party didn't take the bait.
On the bright side, he's looking for a better time to make his move; on the dark side, he might already know about their plan.
But for better or for worse, Vincent and Hermione had a feeling that the mole hiding in the Ministry of Magic was probably far more real than they had imagined.