The stadium, which should have been empty, was now in utter chaos.
The mascots of both sides had started fighting. The Snuffles blew whirlwinds at the Veela, while the Veela hurled magical flames to fend off the menacing gusts.
Ministry of Magic staff hurried out to maintain order, doing their best to calm both sets of mascots down.
Even after the mascots had calmed down, their magic had not. Magical flames and whirlwinds intertwined, forming fiery tornadoes that set the grass ablaze wherever they passed.
The Ministry staff were drenched in sweat as they dealt with the fires, and the healers from St. Mungo's were having no easier time.
The fiery whirlwinds moved around, quickly setting fires everywhere. The healers who came to assist had to be extremely careful to avoid the flames scattered all over the ground.
After a great deal of effort, they finally managed to reach Vulchanov and Volkov and begin emergency treatment with their wands.
The North American Team supporters had no attention to spare for any of that. All they saw was Wizet evading the Beaters' pincer attack in the most thrilling fashion—and making them suffer the consequences instead.
The supporters rose to their feet, joining hands and raising them together before lowering them again, wave after wave like the sea.
They wildly shouted, "Lovegood!" Countless flags waved along with them, creating a spectacle as magnificent as a real ocean.
Ludo Bagman said passionately, "Sorry, I seem to have run out of adjectives! All I can do is clumsily shout that Lovegood has scored again! Two hundred to zero!"
"I wonder when the two Beaters will return... Without them getting in the way, the North American Team's scoring has sped up! Lovegood scores again! Two hundred and ten to zero!"
For wizards, Vulchanov and Volkov's