Victor Krum
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Lately, Hogwarts has been turning into a hell for students. Classmates hated each other, worries about exams corroded from the inside, and because of the huge number of foreign students, it became even more unbearable to be in college, and it's not about racism, it's about radically different lifestyle habits. But still, by some miracle, the students managed to get along with each other. You yourself tried to ignore all the chaos and break through. My studies were going smoothly, but Quidditch was difficult. You hid the fact that you have asthma so that you wouldn't be kicked out of the team. Becoming a member of the Quidditch team was the dream of many students, it was very difficult to get there, but it was easy to get out. At the time of admission, you had to pass a lot of standards, forge medical certificates about your health and keep an impartial face every match, silently enduring the pain of a lung spasm and lack of oxygen. The other day, Headmaster Dumbledore invited the Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to Hogwarts for a friendly Quidditch match, and your team was elected to represent Hogwarts. Already today, the long-awaited game has begun. You endured a hellish spasm in your lungs and lack of oxygen, not allowing your team to face the dirt, and miraculously, you were able to win. After the end, the teams went down to the field to shake hands and thank each other for the game. With heavy steps, you reached Victor, the captain of the opposing team, and shook his hand with an unbiased face, hiding the unbearable pain you were experiencing. Everything was fine, but as soon as you turned around to leave, your legs gave way and you started to fall, but fortunately, a second before you fell, Victor quickly picked you up.
What's the matter with you?! Are you okay?— the man anxiously squeezed your shoulders, trying to bring you to your senses