Chapter 305 Red Lion and Green Snake
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
This is the first time the two sides have met after a year since the third grade.
Slytherin vs Gryffindor.
The fateful two academies, just like their former founders, are opposite red and green colors.
Montague led the team out of the locker room, and their personnel changed a lot.
In addition to the captain change, there was also a batsman change.
Gore and Crabbe played as batsmen for the first time.
Harry comforted Ron,
The two batsmen of Slytherin are also playing for the first time, and they will also be nervous and scared.
It may also fly wrong and hit the ball on a teammate.
They are stupid. With their brain capacity, it is estimated that it is difficult to even remember their own goals.
These are the thoughts of Gryffindors.
But in fact, the two were really nervous, but not as scared as they thought.
On the contrary, they feel very honored.
Can represent Slytherin in this fateful battle.
Malfoy kicked two people from behind, and said proudly and viciously: "Aim at Potter's head, remember clearly?"
The two big men nodded repeatedly, and Montague led the team members to do warm-up exercises.
I learned this from Malfoy, I heard it is from the Muggle side, this way can warm up the body, and you don't have to worry about getting hurt when you get bumped.
They like to call it the magical Muggle method.
Gryffindor came out as well, and Malfoy cast an arrogant and contemptuous look at Potter.
As the eyes shifted to their new goalkeeper, Ron Weasley, Malfoy made a motion of throwing the ball, and Crabbe knowingly feinted a swoop and missed.
Ron turned blue and purple with anger, and Harry poked him in the back and said, "Don't pay attention to them, we'll see you in the game."
Ron nodded nervously, he had never had much confidence in himself.
I wanted to avoid looking at Slytherin, but I couldn't help but look at it.
He saw Goyle and Crabbe shouldering each other hard like two bulls, and grinning at Ron.
Ron turned his head away, feeling like he might break a bone.
He forgot he was a keeper, and batsmen couldn't hit him.
...
The Quidditch game was restarted after a year, and the entire Quidditch stadium was full.
Whistling, shouting, singing... All kinds of sounds are like a super mixed huge stereo.
The two sides lined up on both sides of Ms. Hooch.
Ms. Hooch still had that sassy look, and Angelina and Montague shook hands.
The two captains 'friendly' exerted twelve points of strength in their hands.
The atmosphere is tense.
Harry noticed that Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Professor Hilde was also in the stands, sitting next to Professor McGonagall.
Lee Jordan is back as the commentator, but he's less vocal this time around.
Snape stared deathly at his back as Ernie MacMillan was staring intently at his microphone.
Harry felt that if he were Lee Jordan, he might never want to be in the commentary business again.
"Get on the broom." Miss Hooch put the whistle to her lips.
With a whistle, fourteen people rose into the air.
Angelina yelled: "Remember to watch out for their ability to score!"
Facing Slytherin with better equipment than his own, Gryffindor needs to be prepared to defend.
Bludgers were flying all over the place, and Harry and Malfoy flew to the top, both eyes searching.
Angelina came out on top and got the Quaffle first.
But soon, Crabbe hit her with a Bludger with a stick, and she lost the ball.
Montague snatched the Quaffle out of his hands, and played a link play with another player, Warrington.
The two kept passing the Quaffle, like two sharp knives, breaking through the Gryffindor defense.
A Bludger flew past Montague's scalp, and he dodged so hastily that he almost fell off his broom.
The Gryffindor Chaser took advantage of the situation and snatched the Quaffle. As soon as a smile appeared on his face, he was bumped by Warrington who was chasing after him, and the Quaffle dropped again.
Angelina wanted to snatch it away, but after Montague adjusted and took advantage of the performance of the broom, she took it back first.
George takes aim at Monty and draws a Bludger.
As he was about to arrive, Goyle stepped in front of Montague and took the Bludger away.
Montague rushed towards the goal fiercely, leaving Ron alone at the goal.
Light Wheel 2001 rode Juechen, threw away the people behind, took aim, and threw it.
The ball is in.
Ron's face turned pale for three points, and Montague raised his arm with his right hand, breaking the score.
Harry was nervous for his good brother the whole time, and he didn't even realize that he was on it for a minute.
Angelina's roar brought Harry back to his senses, and he hurriedly searched for the Snitch, when Malfoy suddenly swooped down.
Harry followed the dive almost subconsciously. Both of them were using Firebolts with a much higher performance. The speed was as fast as two bolts of lightning.
Harry's eyes kept searching, and he tried hard to find the golden snitch.
"Maybe it was blocked by Malfoy." Harry didn't see the golden snitch, and a trace of doubt flashed in Harry's heart.
But Malfoy didn't care about rushing forward, so he had no choice but to follow.
The two made a circle around the field, and Malfoy rushed down again, followed by Harry.
The two of them almost fell down, and when they were about to touch the ground, Malfoy pulled up the broom vigorously with both arms.
Only then did Harry realize that there was nothing in front of him.
It's Ronski's feint!
It was too late to brake, and Harry tried to raise the broom, but his feet still brushed the ground.
After leaving two marks on the ground, he pulled up.
At this time, a Bludger hit his broom, causing Harry to lose control and almost fell into the Ravenclaw stands.
He even saw Luna's lion head as big as a real lion and the scarf like a real snake in the Ravenclaw stands.
Finally steadied, Harry glared at Crabbe who hit the ball.
Crabbe smiled sarcastically, and Goyle swung his bat in a swagger.
"Slytherin scored, seventy to ten."
Lee Jordan's voice spooked Harry even more, and he saw Slytherin employing an extreme tactic.
Montague, Warrington, and Pusey, the three Chasers charged towards the Gryffindor position like a trident.
The two batsmen had their eyes on the Bludger, and when they saw the opportunity, they sent it flying towards Harry, before the Weasley twins had a chance to attack.
Harry was harassed alternately by two Bludgers, making him quite awkward in the air.
He also had to be distracted from finding the Snitch, and watching out for Malfoy.
Under the pressure of the three parties, Harry, who was originally the trump card, became helpless.
"Slytherin scored again, one hundred to twenty." Lee Jordan sounded frustrated.
Angelina has nothing to do with the Trident, because of the gap in their equipment, they can't do one-on-one stalking.
There can only be two people in charge of the trickiest montage, the guy who makes their goalkeeper miss a few times every time with his ferocity.
"Potter," Malfoy called Harry, diving again.
Harry hesitated for a second, wondering if it was Malfoy's Ronsky feint this time.
A second later, his terrifying dynamic vision caught the touch of gold.
Harry immediately chased after him, but the same device accelerated in a straight line, and the one who ran first won.
Malfoy flew ahead, and Harry chased after him.
The two gradually approached, and the Golden Snitch flew up, down, left, and right.
Roaring inwardly, Harry picked up the speed again.
Malfoy felt the approaching figure behind him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The two rushed towards the golden snitch.
Almost all shoulder to shoulder.
Malfoy leaned towards Harry with an iron mountain, bumping Harry's shoulder sorely.
These small movements are extremely difficult to catch even if there are referees.
The friction between the two sides continued, and the Golden Snitch also lowered again, and both of them lowered at the same time.
"Oh no, for God's sake, Slytherin scored, 120 to [-]."
Hearing this voice, Harry knew that if he didn't catch it, he might repeat the same mistakes he made last time.
"The Golden Snitch is mine!"
Accelerating again, Harry felt that the Firebolt was about to catch fire, and accelerated with a growl.
Out of the corner of his eye he saw Malfoy reaching out in the same gesture as him.
Looking down, Harry caught a glimpse of the reflective badge hanging on his chest.
It was this one glance that made Harry's eyes flicker.
The two collided.
...
Slytherin vs Gryffindor.
The fateful two academies, just like their former founders, are opposite red and green colors.
Montague led the team out of the locker room, and their personnel changed a lot.
In addition to the captain change, there was also a batsman change.
Gore and Crabbe played as batsmen for the first time.
Harry comforted Ron,
The two batsmen of Slytherin are also playing for the first time, and they will also be nervous and scared.
It may also fly wrong and hit the ball on a teammate.
They are stupid. With their brain capacity, it is estimated that it is difficult to even remember their own goals.
These are the thoughts of Gryffindors.
But in fact, the two were really nervous, but not as scared as they thought.
On the contrary, they feel very honored.
Can represent Slytherin in this fateful battle.
Malfoy kicked two people from behind, and said proudly and viciously: "Aim at Potter's head, remember clearly?"
The two big men nodded repeatedly, and Montague led the team members to do warm-up exercises.
I learned this from Malfoy, I heard it is from the Muggle side, this way can warm up the body, and you don't have to worry about getting hurt when you get bumped.
They like to call it the magical Muggle method.
Gryffindor came out as well, and Malfoy cast an arrogant and contemptuous look at Potter.
As the eyes shifted to their new goalkeeper, Ron Weasley, Malfoy made a motion of throwing the ball, and Crabbe knowingly feinted a swoop and missed.
Ron turned blue and purple with anger, and Harry poked him in the back and said, "Don't pay attention to them, we'll see you in the game."
Ron nodded nervously, he had never had much confidence in himself.
I wanted to avoid looking at Slytherin, but I couldn't help but look at it.
He saw Goyle and Crabbe shouldering each other hard like two bulls, and grinning at Ron.
Ron turned his head away, feeling like he might break a bone.
He forgot he was a keeper, and batsmen couldn't hit him.
...
The Quidditch game was restarted after a year, and the entire Quidditch stadium was full.
Whistling, shouting, singing... All kinds of sounds are like a super mixed huge stereo.
The two sides lined up on both sides of Ms. Hooch.
Ms. Hooch still had that sassy look, and Angelina and Montague shook hands.
The two captains 'friendly' exerted twelve points of strength in their hands.
The atmosphere is tense.
Harry noticed that Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Professor Hilde was also in the stands, sitting next to Professor McGonagall.
Lee Jordan is back as the commentator, but he's less vocal this time around.
Snape stared deathly at his back as Ernie MacMillan was staring intently at his microphone.
Harry felt that if he were Lee Jordan, he might never want to be in the commentary business again.
"Get on the broom." Miss Hooch put the whistle to her lips.
With a whistle, fourteen people rose into the air.
Angelina yelled: "Remember to watch out for their ability to score!"
Facing Slytherin with better equipment than his own, Gryffindor needs to be prepared to defend.
Bludgers were flying all over the place, and Harry and Malfoy flew to the top, both eyes searching.
Angelina came out on top and got the Quaffle first.
But soon, Crabbe hit her with a Bludger with a stick, and she lost the ball.
Montague snatched the Quaffle out of his hands, and played a link play with another player, Warrington.
The two kept passing the Quaffle, like two sharp knives, breaking through the Gryffindor defense.
A Bludger flew past Montague's scalp, and he dodged so hastily that he almost fell off his broom.
The Gryffindor Chaser took advantage of the situation and snatched the Quaffle. As soon as a smile appeared on his face, he was bumped by Warrington who was chasing after him, and the Quaffle dropped again.
Angelina wanted to snatch it away, but after Montague adjusted and took advantage of the performance of the broom, she took it back first.
George takes aim at Monty and draws a Bludger.
As he was about to arrive, Goyle stepped in front of Montague and took the Bludger away.
Montague rushed towards the goal fiercely, leaving Ron alone at the goal.
Light Wheel 2001 rode Juechen, threw away the people behind, took aim, and threw it.
The ball is in.
Ron's face turned pale for three points, and Montague raised his arm with his right hand, breaking the score.
Harry was nervous for his good brother the whole time, and he didn't even realize that he was on it for a minute.
Angelina's roar brought Harry back to his senses, and he hurriedly searched for the Snitch, when Malfoy suddenly swooped down.
Harry followed the dive almost subconsciously. Both of them were using Firebolts with a much higher performance. The speed was as fast as two bolts of lightning.
Harry's eyes kept searching, and he tried hard to find the golden snitch.
"Maybe it was blocked by Malfoy." Harry didn't see the golden snitch, and a trace of doubt flashed in Harry's heart.
But Malfoy didn't care about rushing forward, so he had no choice but to follow.
The two made a circle around the field, and Malfoy rushed down again, followed by Harry.
The two of them almost fell down, and when they were about to touch the ground, Malfoy pulled up the broom vigorously with both arms.
Only then did Harry realize that there was nothing in front of him.
It's Ronski's feint!
It was too late to brake, and Harry tried to raise the broom, but his feet still brushed the ground.
After leaving two marks on the ground, he pulled up.
At this time, a Bludger hit his broom, causing Harry to lose control and almost fell into the Ravenclaw stands.
He even saw Luna's lion head as big as a real lion and the scarf like a real snake in the Ravenclaw stands.
Finally steadied, Harry glared at Crabbe who hit the ball.
Crabbe smiled sarcastically, and Goyle swung his bat in a swagger.
"Slytherin scored, seventy to ten."
Lee Jordan's voice spooked Harry even more, and he saw Slytherin employing an extreme tactic.
Montague, Warrington, and Pusey, the three Chasers charged towards the Gryffindor position like a trident.
The two batsmen had their eyes on the Bludger, and when they saw the opportunity, they sent it flying towards Harry, before the Weasley twins had a chance to attack.
Harry was harassed alternately by two Bludgers, making him quite awkward in the air.
He also had to be distracted from finding the Snitch, and watching out for Malfoy.
Under the pressure of the three parties, Harry, who was originally the trump card, became helpless.
"Slytherin scored again, one hundred to twenty." Lee Jordan sounded frustrated.
Angelina has nothing to do with the Trident, because of the gap in their equipment, they can't do one-on-one stalking.
There can only be two people in charge of the trickiest montage, the guy who makes their goalkeeper miss a few times every time with his ferocity.
"Potter," Malfoy called Harry, diving again.
Harry hesitated for a second, wondering if it was Malfoy's Ronsky feint this time.
A second later, his terrifying dynamic vision caught the touch of gold.
Harry immediately chased after him, but the same device accelerated in a straight line, and the one who ran first won.
Malfoy flew ahead, and Harry chased after him.
The two gradually approached, and the Golden Snitch flew up, down, left, and right.
Roaring inwardly, Harry picked up the speed again.
Malfoy felt the approaching figure behind him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The two rushed towards the golden snitch.
Almost all shoulder to shoulder.
Malfoy leaned towards Harry with an iron mountain, bumping Harry's shoulder sorely.
These small movements are extremely difficult to catch even if there are referees.
The friction between the two sides continued, and the Golden Snitch also lowered again, and both of them lowered at the same time.
"Oh no, for God's sake, Slytherin scored, 120 to [-]."
Hearing this voice, Harry knew that if he didn't catch it, he might repeat the same mistakes he made last time.
"The Golden Snitch is mine!"
Accelerating again, Harry felt that the Firebolt was about to catch fire, and accelerated with a growl.
Out of the corner of his eye he saw Malfoy reaching out in the same gesture as him.
Looking down, Harry caught a glimpse of the reflective badge hanging on his chest.
It was this one glance that made Harry's eyes flicker.
The two collided.
...
