Chapter 40 Quidditch
·
Hai Ning 1988
Chapter 40 Quidditch
"Hey, Anduin, don't hesitate, the Quidditch match is about to start, I've never watched it myself, do you think it's possible for me to become a Quidditch player?" Vivian dragged Andu He rushed towards the stadium cheerfully, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to get a good position if he was late.
Anduin had no interest in such savage games, but who made him feel good today? With Hagrid's help, the batch of potions he made was successfully sold, and the income of 240 gold Galleons, Let Anduin's purse be less strained.
On the way back from Hagrid, he happened to meet Vivian who was going to watch a Quidditch match. He was in a rare mood, so he decided to accompany Vivian to join in the fun.
Anduin's flying class results are not particularly good, it can only be regarded as quite satisfactory. The advantage may be that the balance is not bad, and the flight stability is not very wrong, but he did not spend too much thought on this.
When he was riding a broom, his brain was always conditioned to start to imagine the battle scene in the air, but the movement speed was not fast and the target was prominent, which made him feel that fighting on a broom was very unreliable and could easily be used as a target , so do not pay attention to the practice of broomsticks.
On the contrary, it was Vivian, whose flying talent was very good, and it was very easy to get started. During the second flying class, she could make some simple flying maneuvers in the air. After finding that she finally had a class that surpassed Anduin, Vivian became even more fascinated by broomsticks, and sure enough, the interest was sometimes forced out.
"Which two teams are playing today? I heard that Quidditch can sometimes be played for hours. How can anyone find this kind of game interesting." Can't stop holding Vivian, complaining.
"My God, are you still a Slytherin student? Don't you know the game between our academy and Gryffindor? You really don't care about anything but staying in your room every day!" Vivi Ann looked at Anduin with a speechless expression.
Anduin suddenly realized, and said, "I said why you are so excited, I think it is fake that you want to watch the game, and it is true that you want to watch the fun."
Vivian replied unconvinced: "I just want to watch the fun, and I want to watch the game. I am different from you, a guy who has no fun. You are not interested in anything but books."
"Then you don't know where the real fun in this world is." Anduin rolled his eyes, not bothering to argue with Vivian.
After a while, the two approached the Quidditch pitch. Along the way, Vivian kept talking to Anduin about the Quidditch rules. In fact, Anduin knew all of this, and Charles was also excited on the train. He and the two introduced Quidditch, but Vivien couldn't help being someone who couldn't keep his mouth shut, and Anduin sometimes couldn't help but want to give her a 'locking tongue'.
"It is said that in previous Quidditch matches, someone pulled out a machete and tried to decapitate the goalkeeper. Hey, isn't that Charles, why is there alone." Vivian was still introducing the Quidditch anecdotes she knew. , suddenly changed the subject.
Following Vivian's gaze, Anduin also saw that Charles was standing alone at the entrance of the Quidditch pitch.
Vivienne rushed up and said hello: "Charles, I haven't seen you for a while. You are also watching the game. Why don't you go in, stay here alone."
Seeing that it was Anduin and Vivian, Charles also smiled slightly: "Vivian, I'm waiting for my classmates. We have a seat upstairs. I'm going to lead the way for the classmates who arrive later."
Then Charles looked at Anduin and said, "I haven't seen you for a while, except when you are always absent in class, I can occasionally say a few words to Vivian, but I can't always find you, I haven't had time to thank you for what happened last time."
"There's no need to mention that matter anymore. After all, the relationship between our two academies is relatively tense." Anduin didn't want to mention this anymore, so he reminded vaguely.
Charles was also very smart and didn't mention it again, but this conversation inspired Vivian's gossip soul again, and couldn't help looking back and forth between the two with clever little eyes.
But while the three were talking, a discordant voice came in again.
"Vivian, Anduin, what are you guys doing with Gryffindor idiots? It's easy to mix with these idiots and make you idiots too." Sample Travers, who approached, saw The three people who were talking couldn't help but stepped forward and sneered angrily.
"Travers, you dirty guy, get out of the way, I don't want to see you." Charles scolded Sample with a disgusted expression on his face.
"It's my freedom to talk to anyone, you don't care, Travers." Vivian didn't give Travers a good face either.
And Anduin just stood by and looked at Travers calmly, too lazy to say anything.
Sample saw how many people dared to speak rudely, his expression became even more hideous, and he cursed mockingly: "Ha, Gryffindor idiots and filthy mudbloods are friends, they are indeed the same thing, Anduin, you are simply a scumbag. Shame on Laitlin, Vivian, I advise you not to associate with such people, do you want to tarnish the glory of the Bulstrode family?"
This is shameless. Anduin saw that the cerebral palsy was still aggressive, and he said sarcastically: "Yes, we are not as great as the pure-blooded Travers family, except for being a dog for the Dark Lord, You will also put hats on others. I advise you not to bark so loudly. You must know that a dog that can bite will not bark, and a dog that will not bite can only bark, and maybe one day he will be kicked by the dog owner. It's open, seeing you speak so nicely, and your small mouth is like a laxative, always spraying out, you must have just come after going to the toilet and having eaten your fill."
"You, how dare you!" Travers usually squirts directly when he fights with others. If he has seen this kind of yin and yang, his blood will rise, and he will pull out his wand and prepare to have a fight with Anduin. battle.
This is according to Anduin's wish, as long as he dares to do it first, he promises to let him know why the flowers are so red.
"What are you doing, why are you blocking the gate of the stadium and not going in?" Unfortunately, Professor McGonagall arrived at this time, looking at the arguing people with a serious face.
A few people didn't dare to be arrogant when they saw the professor, but Travers' face flushed with anger, but he didn't dare to attack in front of the professor. Because of that, Travers' eyes were about to bleed.
After Professor McGonagall watched Travers leave, he also turned to look at the three of them, and said, "Okay, don't gather at the door, and leave quickly, don't make trouble for me."
Professor McGonagall turned and entered the field.
(End of this chapter)
"Hey, Anduin, don't hesitate, the Quidditch match is about to start, I've never watched it myself, do you think it's possible for me to become a Quidditch player?" Vivian dragged Andu He rushed towards the stadium cheerfully, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to get a good position if he was late.
Anduin had no interest in such savage games, but who made him feel good today? With Hagrid's help, the batch of potions he made was successfully sold, and the income of 240 gold Galleons, Let Anduin's purse be less strained.
On the way back from Hagrid, he happened to meet Vivian who was going to watch a Quidditch match. He was in a rare mood, so he decided to accompany Vivian to join in the fun.
Anduin's flying class results are not particularly good, it can only be regarded as quite satisfactory. The advantage may be that the balance is not bad, and the flight stability is not very wrong, but he did not spend too much thought on this.
When he was riding a broom, his brain was always conditioned to start to imagine the battle scene in the air, but the movement speed was not fast and the target was prominent, which made him feel that fighting on a broom was very unreliable and could easily be used as a target , so do not pay attention to the practice of broomsticks.
On the contrary, it was Vivian, whose flying talent was very good, and it was very easy to get started. During the second flying class, she could make some simple flying maneuvers in the air. After finding that she finally had a class that surpassed Anduin, Vivian became even more fascinated by broomsticks, and sure enough, the interest was sometimes forced out.
"Which two teams are playing today? I heard that Quidditch can sometimes be played for hours. How can anyone find this kind of game interesting." Can't stop holding Vivian, complaining.
"My God, are you still a Slytherin student? Don't you know the game between our academy and Gryffindor? You really don't care about anything but staying in your room every day!" Vivi Ann looked at Anduin with a speechless expression.
Anduin suddenly realized, and said, "I said why you are so excited, I think it is fake that you want to watch the game, and it is true that you want to watch the fun."
Vivian replied unconvinced: "I just want to watch the fun, and I want to watch the game. I am different from you, a guy who has no fun. You are not interested in anything but books."
"Then you don't know where the real fun in this world is." Anduin rolled his eyes, not bothering to argue with Vivian.
After a while, the two approached the Quidditch pitch. Along the way, Vivian kept talking to Anduin about the Quidditch rules. In fact, Anduin knew all of this, and Charles was also excited on the train. He and the two introduced Quidditch, but Vivien couldn't help being someone who couldn't keep his mouth shut, and Anduin sometimes couldn't help but want to give her a 'locking tongue'.
"It is said that in previous Quidditch matches, someone pulled out a machete and tried to decapitate the goalkeeper. Hey, isn't that Charles, why is there alone." Vivian was still introducing the Quidditch anecdotes she knew. , suddenly changed the subject.
Following Vivian's gaze, Anduin also saw that Charles was standing alone at the entrance of the Quidditch pitch.
Vivienne rushed up and said hello: "Charles, I haven't seen you for a while. You are also watching the game. Why don't you go in, stay here alone."
Seeing that it was Anduin and Vivian, Charles also smiled slightly: "Vivian, I'm waiting for my classmates. We have a seat upstairs. I'm going to lead the way for the classmates who arrive later."
Then Charles looked at Anduin and said, "I haven't seen you for a while, except when you are always absent in class, I can occasionally say a few words to Vivian, but I can't always find you, I haven't had time to thank you for what happened last time."
"There's no need to mention that matter anymore. After all, the relationship between our two academies is relatively tense." Anduin didn't want to mention this anymore, so he reminded vaguely.
Charles was also very smart and didn't mention it again, but this conversation inspired Vivian's gossip soul again, and couldn't help looking back and forth between the two with clever little eyes.
But while the three were talking, a discordant voice came in again.
"Vivian, Anduin, what are you guys doing with Gryffindor idiots? It's easy to mix with these idiots and make you idiots too." Sample Travers, who approached, saw The three people who were talking couldn't help but stepped forward and sneered angrily.
"Travers, you dirty guy, get out of the way, I don't want to see you." Charles scolded Sample with a disgusted expression on his face.
"It's my freedom to talk to anyone, you don't care, Travers." Vivian didn't give Travers a good face either.
And Anduin just stood by and looked at Travers calmly, too lazy to say anything.
Sample saw how many people dared to speak rudely, his expression became even more hideous, and he cursed mockingly: "Ha, Gryffindor idiots and filthy mudbloods are friends, they are indeed the same thing, Anduin, you are simply a scumbag. Shame on Laitlin, Vivian, I advise you not to associate with such people, do you want to tarnish the glory of the Bulstrode family?"
This is shameless. Anduin saw that the cerebral palsy was still aggressive, and he said sarcastically: "Yes, we are not as great as the pure-blooded Travers family, except for being a dog for the Dark Lord, You will also put hats on others. I advise you not to bark so loudly. You must know that a dog that can bite will not bark, and a dog that will not bite can only bark, and maybe one day he will be kicked by the dog owner. It's open, seeing you speak so nicely, and your small mouth is like a laxative, always spraying out, you must have just come after going to the toilet and having eaten your fill."
"You, how dare you!" Travers usually squirts directly when he fights with others. If he has seen this kind of yin and yang, his blood will rise, and he will pull out his wand and prepare to have a fight with Anduin. battle.
This is according to Anduin's wish, as long as he dares to do it first, he promises to let him know why the flowers are so red.
"What are you doing, why are you blocking the gate of the stadium and not going in?" Unfortunately, Professor McGonagall arrived at this time, looking at the arguing people with a serious face.
A few people didn't dare to be arrogant when they saw the professor, but Travers' face flushed with anger, but he didn't dare to attack in front of the professor. Because of that, Travers' eyes were about to bleed.
After Professor McGonagall watched Travers leave, he also turned to look at the three of them, and said, "Okay, don't gather at the door, and leave quickly, don't make trouble for me."
Professor McGonagall turned and entered the field.
(End of this chapter)
