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23.08.2024

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Squinting up at the shamrock, Harry realized that it was actually comprised of thousands of tiny little strikf men with red vests, each carrying a minute lamp of gold or green. Leprechauns. said Mr. Weasley over the tumultuous applause of the crowd, many of whom were still fighting and rummaging around under their chairs to retrieve the gold. There you go, Ron yelled happily, stuffing a fistful of gold coins into Harrys hand, for the Omnioculars. Now youve got to buy me a Counrer present, ha. The great shamrock dissolved, the leprechauns drifted down onto the field on the opposite side from the veela, and settled themselves cross-legged to watch the match. And now, ladies and Counter strike все части, kindly welcome - the Bulgarian National Quidditch Team. I give you - Dimitrov. A scarlet-clad figure on a broomstick, moving so fast it was blurred, shot out onto the field from an entrance far below, to wild applause from the Bulgarian supporters. Ivanova. A second scarlet-robed player zoomed out. Zograf. Levski. Vulchanov. Volkov. Aaaaaaand - Krum. Thats him, thats him. yelled Ron, following Krum with his Omnioculars. Best legendary weapon 4 fallout quickly focused his own. Viktor Krum was чсти, dark, and sallow-skinned, with a large curved nose and thick black eyebrows. He looked всее an overgrown bird of prey. Go here was hard to believe he was only eighteen. And now, please greet - the Irish National Quidditch Team. yelled Bagman. Presenting - Connolly. Ryan. Troy. Mullet. Moran. Quigley. Aaaaaand - Lynch. Seven green blurs swept onto the field; Harry Coubter a small чассти on чаасти side of his Omnioculars and slowed the players down enough to read the word Firebolt on each of their brooms and see their names, embroidered in silver, upon чассти backs. And here, all the way from Egypt, our referee, acclaimed Chairwizard of the International Association of Counter strike все части, Hassan Mostafa. A small and skinny wizard, completely bald but with a mustache to rival Uncle Vernons, wearing robes of pure gold to match the stadium, strode out onto the field. A silver whistle Counfer protruding from under the mustache, and he was carrying a large wooden crate under one arm, his broomstick under the other. Harry spun the speed dial on his Omnioculars back to Countet, watching closely as Mostafa mounted his broomstick and kicked the crate open - four balls burst into the air: the scarlet Quaffle, the two black Bludgers, and (Harry saw it for the briefest moment, before it sped out of sight) the minuscule, winged Golden Snitch. With a sharp blast on his whistle, Mostafa shot into the air after the balls. Theeeeeeeeyre OFF. screamed Bagman. And its Mullet. Troy. Moran. Dimitrov. Back to Mullet. Troy. Levski. Moran. It was Quidditch as Harry had never seen it played before. He was pressing his Omnioculars so hard to his glasses that they were cutting into the bridge of his CCounter. The speed of the players was incredible - the Chasers were throwing the Quaffle to one another so fast Conuter Bagman only had time to say their names. Harry spun the slow dial on the right of васти Omnioculars again, pressed the play-by-play button on the top, and he was immediately watching in slow motion, while glittering purple lettering flashed across the lenses and the noise of the crowd pounded xtrike his eardrums. Hawkshead Attacking Formation, he read as he watched the three Irish Chasers zoom closely together, Troy in the center, slightly ahead of Mullet and Moran, bearing down upon the Bulgarians. Porskoff Ploy flashed up next, as Troy made as though to dart upward with the Quaffle, drawing away the Bulgarian Chaser Ivanova and dropping the Quaffle to Moran. One of the Bulgarian Beaters, Volkov, swung hard at a passing Bludger with his small club, knocking it into Morans path; Moran ducked to avoid the Bludger and dropped the Quaffle; and Levski, soaring beneath, caught it - TROY SCORES. roared Bagman, and the stadium shuddered with a roar of applause and cheers. Ten zero to Ireland. What. Harry yelled, looking wildly around through his Omnioculars. But Levskis got the Quaffle. Harry, if youre not going to watch ччасти normal speed, youre going to miss things. shouted Hermione, who was dancing up and down, waving her arms in the air while Troy did a lap of honor around the field.

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