ca-book Chapter 409: Rating and planning for the next game
Chapter 409: Rating and planning for the next game
"Huh? Why don't you say anything?"
Zhang Qi wiped the blood on his face, looked at the silent stands around him, and asked nonchalantly.
"He, he really killed a fire dragon"!
Whispers began to appear on the stage.
"Oh my God, he actually cut off the head of a fire dragon"!
Hermione paled, and his parents didn't look any better than she did.
"Crash!"
The whole arena suddenly boiled, and everyone was discussing the scene they had just seen. Some timid people were vomiting or trembling, while more people were dumbfounded and looked straight at it. The blood in the field!
"I'll go, this guy is really big"!
Shen Jian looked at the bright red in the venue and murmured to himself.
The autumn wind blew up the smell of blood in the stadium, and the unique smell of blood suddenly filled the entire stadium. Many people who had been talking about it immediately changed their faces, and then they covered their stomachs and began to vomit.
"Ahem, Mr. Zirol, you can come back now, we will start the scoring process soon."
Dumbledore frowned after seeing this scene, then cleared his throat and spoke into the microphone.
"Okay, Professor Dumbledore."
Zhang Qi waved his hand in the field, then picked up the hat that was still shaking there, and strode towards the tent.
"Wow, it turns out that the world of magic is so... full of dangers"?
Jialanna also had a slight expression on his face. As he asked, he quietly glanced at Xu Lin, who was sitting next to him.
Xu Lin was still drinking tea quietly there, without any sign of panic.
Jialanna frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.
"He damaged Ministry property"!
Scrimgeour, who had returned to the stands, accused loudly.
"Oh? Then do you want to explain to me why the iron chains holding the two most ferocious fire dragons were broken free?"
Xu Lin slammed the teacup on the table and grimaced.
"That, that was an accident"!
Scrimgeour looked at the representative from China in front of him, with beads of sweat dripping from his temples.
Who knows why this lady who looks much younger than me has such a strong aura!
"I think everyone should be quiet, especially you, Mr. Scrimgeour. You have already lost a lot of face here. Please don't let the British Ministry of Magic accompany you to continue to lose face."
Dumbledore said very calmly.
"you"!
"Okay, Scrimgeour, please step aside first. The scoring of the game will officially begin here."
Scrimgeour blushed and planned to argue, but at this moment Fudge, who had just been taken away by the entourage, returned to the stand.
Mr. Minister's face didn't look very good. He waved his hand irritably, signaling Scrimgeour to step back.
Scrimgeour originally wanted to argue, but after seeing Fudge's face, he decisively remained silent and walked heavily from the stands.
"Everyone is laughing. There are indeed some minor problems with the Ministry of Magic's security work this time. I hope you can forgive me."
Fudge sat on the chair with a pale face.
"Oh, but can you explain to me why we are still here, but you were taken away by the subordinates of the center?"
Xu Lin asked very calmly.
"Ah, this is due to the fact that I have a group of loyal subordinates. They thought my safety was very important, so they forcibly removed me from the stands regardless of my objections."
Fudge wiped the sweat on his head caused by fear, and said with a smile.
"Regarding the Ministry of Magic's mistake this time, we will discuss the compensation method later, but the most important thing now is to determine the scores of the competition first."
Dumbledore sighed, then tapped his knuckles on the table.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, I'm back."
Hearing the footsteps and the familiar voice coming from under the stands, Dumbledore sighed again.
All the players participating in this competition came to the stands one after another, and everyone was in good spirits.
Except for Ishihara who was pale and shaking when he walked.
"Then let's start grading now"?
Dumbledore asked tentatively.
"I have no opinion".
Madame Maxime's eyes no longer held that contempt, but were full of fear and panic.
"Then let's judge Mr. Krum's score first."
Dumbledore nodded.
Gu Yi“I rate it 10 points.”
Karkaroff said quickly.
"Eight points, this Quidditch match is indeed exciting."
Xu Lin said lightly.
"I support Ms. Xu Lin's opinion."
Picquery said calmly.
"Me too".
Madame Maxime echoed.
"What about you, Mr. Yamamoto"?
Dumbledore turned around and asked.
"Director Picquery and I will always hold the same opinion. Now I am going to take my students back to rest."
With a livid face, the person in charge of the magic house took his students and left the stands.
"Excluding the highest score and the lowest score, Mr. Crump scored 8 points."
Dumbledore nodded.
"Where's Miss Mu?"
Dumbledore frowned.
"Two points from me, she used a black magic weapon"!
Karkaroff immediately jumped up from his chair and shouted in dissatisfaction.
"Oh? It's really ironic to say this from the headmaster of Durmstrang, who teaches black magic."
Zhang Qi was sarcastic from the side.
However, all the judges selectively ignored the contestant who was covered in blood and started their own scoring.
"Miss Mu's final score was 9 points."
Dumbledore nodded.
After a while of judging, Anna got 8 points, Furong got 7 points, and Ishihara...
The judges unanimously decided to give him a 5 points as a consolation.
"We have the last player left who has not yet been rated. Would you like to share your opinion?"
Keng!
The sound of gold and stone interlacing came to my ears. Looking back, I saw Zhang Qi inserting the sword blade stained with a little dragon blood deeply into the stone of the stand, and put his hands on the sword and the sword with interest. On the handle, he looked at the people who were planning to score.
"Ah, don't panic, everyone. This sword is very heavy. I'm just a little tired and want to find a place to borrow strength. You can continue to rate it."
Zhang Qi shrugged his shoulders.
"I give it 10 points."
Xu Lin smiled and shook her head.
"10 points for me too".
Dumbledore nodded too.
"Well, it's a wonderful performance. I recognize this kid's ability, 10 points."
Picquery frowned slightly, but in the end he still gave it ten points.
"10 points".
Mrs. Maxim looked at the young man with great fear, and swallowed with some fear.
"It's just you, Mr. Karkaroff, how many points do you want to give?"
Dumbledore turned around and asked very friendly.
"He killed the British fire dragon, I can't give him a too high score"!
Karkaroff rubbed his hands with some fear, but did not dare to take his eyes off the ground.
"Oh? But I want to reiterate that it is your freedom how you grade. Likewise, I am also free to go for a walk on the shore of the Black Lake after class, even though your school has set up camp there."
Zhang Qi said calmly.
"But this is indeed a wonderful performance"!
Karkaroff's expression changed instantly and a smile appeared on his face.
"I give it 10 points."
"Mr. Zirol, the final score is 10 points"!
Dumbledore smiled and clapped.