Chapter 299 Magic Beats Magic
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Duan Wei Li Mao
Chapter 299 Magic defeats magic
On Saturday morning, Kyle got up early to watch the upcoming Quidditch match.
This year's tournament schedule is not very friendly to Gryffindor. They must first face the Slytherin after the full change.
All Nimbus 2001... This is already the configuration of a professional team.
Faced with such a situation, they naturally wouldn't be in a good mood, and even Fred and George didn't even have the intention to joke.
When Kyle arrived in the auditorium, he saw that the Gryffindor players were all crowded around the empty long dining table, each of them seemed nervous and taciturn.
Kyle didn't know what to say, but when they were about to go to the Quidditch pitch, he hurried over and patted the shoulders of the two.
"Come on, if you win, you won't have to tap dance around the castle anymore."
Fred and George have been thinking of various reasons to shirk their bet on the Medal of Merlin this past school year, but they have yet to fulfill it.
The main reason is that the movements they thought of were a bit too weird. Whether it was holding three trophies or tap dancing on a broom, they were all difficult movements.
Individually, it is barely enough, but if they are added together... it can only be said that there is no power in the heart.
Fred's eyes lit up, "Really?"
"Of course, it's a deal." Kyle smiled.
"To be honest, your way of boosting morale is much more useful than Wood." George leaned over, "He will only tell us those old-fashioned things."
He cleared his throat and waved his hands like Oliver Wood, "...Slytherin's broomsticks are better than ours, but the people on our broomsticks are better than them..."
"Isn't it obvious... still need him to say it?"
"But who made him the captain." Fred spread his hands, "We can only cooperate."
The two were teasing Oliver Wood from left to right, not as depressed and decadent as before.
Kyle even suspected that they were all pretending just now, just to wait for what he said just now...
"Hey, Kyle, your expression is so obvious that I can guess what you're thinking." George raised his eyebrows and said, "But it's really not..."
"We were really nervous before..."
"Worried about losing the game..."
"Until we put on this..." Fred patted his gold and red uniform.
"And we decided, if we can win the game this time."
"We celebrate in the same way..."
"It has nothing to do with the bet, it's just pure celebration!"
Fred and George smiled and walked into the players' locker room, while Kyle came to the stands of the game, and Cedric had already taken a seat for him in front.
"How about it."
"They seem to be quite confident." Kyle laughed.
"That's good." Glancing at the player channel, Oliver Wood had already walked out with other players.
"Actually, I asked second-year Hannah and Susan yesterday..." Connor looked at the Slytherin team on the other side, "They all said that Draco Malfoy's grades in flying class were better Very far."
"This is also normal." Cedric said, "If he flies well, there is no need to buy brooms for everyone on the team...Nimulator 2001 is ridiculously expensive. If you buy seven at a time, the Malfoy family will be fine. Money can’t be squandered like this.”
"exactly."
Mikel squeezed over from the side, "For these brooms, his pocket money has been cut in half."
"If that's the case, then Malfoy should be the team that spent money to join." Cedric glanced at him, "But Mikel... how do you know this?"
"Oh, I heard him say it himself."
Mikel subconsciously touched his pocket, which was bulging, and he didn't know what was stuffed in it.
When a few people were talking, the game was about to start.
"Listen to my whistle," said Ms. Hooch. "Three, two, one..."
The crowd roared and cheered them off, and the fourteen team members jumped into the leaden sky together.
Harry flew to the highest point immediately and began to look for the golden snitch.
But Malfoy was different, he didn't seem to care about the Snitch at all, his eyes were always on Harry, flying back and forth beside him on a broomstick, as if to show off.
It looked very much like a witch bird in courtship.
And this has been going on for 5 minutes.
"What the hell is Malfoy doing!"
Cedric frowned and said, "He's a Seeker... Could it be that the Golden Snitch will appear in Potter's jacket pocket?"
Even the Bludger couldn't stand it anymore, and flew towards the two of them whistling.
Harry turned his broom just in time to dodge, and the Bludger missed and flew straight into Malfoy's face.
Looking at the Bludger getting closer and closer, Malfoy seemed to be frightened, he stood there blankly like a wooden stake, his pale face was full of disbelief.
Didn't the Seeker only need to pay attention to the Bludger when catching the Snitch?
But now the game has just started, and they haven't even seen the shadow of the Golden Snitch yet!
The Bludger got bigger and bigger, and soon flew in front of Malfoy, who subconsciously closed his eyes.
However, the imaginary pain did not come. When the Bludger was less than an inch away from him, it suddenly changed direction and flew straight towards Harry again.
Harry dodged again, but the Bludger flew towards him again, as if it had spotted him, regardless of the others.
Fred and George also discovered this. In order to prevent Harry from being knocked off the broom by the crazy Bludger, they could only fly around close to Harry, trying their best to protect his safety.
It started to rain,
"Someone tampered with... this Bludger!" Fred yelled, knocking the rushing Bludger away with all his might.
At this time, the people in the stands also noticed something was wrong.
"Marcus Flint scored... it's fifty to zero, Slytherin is temporarily ahead..."
On the commentary stage, Li Jordan shouted loudly: "But what happened to that Bludger, how much Galleon does Harry Potter owe it..."
Wood gestured to Ms. Hooch...
"Oh, Oliver Wood used a timeout! I'd say he should have done that...before Harry Potter got smashed in the head by that crazy Bludger..."
The members of the Gryffindor team gathered together to urgently discuss a solution.
In the stands, Kyle was looking for something in the rain with a waterproof and moistureproof badge.
Finally, in the opposite Slytherin player tunnel, he saw a vaguely short figure.
"I'll leave for a while." Kyle squeezed out of the crowd after leaving a word.
But he didn't go to the opposite passage, but ran towards the castle.
A few minutes later, Kyle returned, followed by a house-elf in the kitchen.
The game had restarted, and the Bludger was still chasing Harry all over the field.
"Kaka, do you know that elf?" Kyle pointed in the direction of the passage, "It seems to be interfering with the Bludger."
"Kaka doesn't know it, sir!" screamed the elf, "it's not one of the kitchen..."
"Bad elf, that's a bad elf! Kaka wants to drive it out!"
Looking at the crazy Bludger in the sky, I don't know if it was because of anger or what, the big ears of Elf Kaka turned red, and disappeared in place with a "pop".
The next second, a stool rolled out of the passage.
At the same time, the Bludger in the sky did not continue to turn, and hit Marcus Flint straight along the original trajectory.
Because of what happened just now, the Slytherin captain thought that the Bludger was going to find Harry again, and he didn't mean to dodge at all.
"boom!"
With a muffled bang, the Bludger hit him hard in the face.
Marcus Flint passed out instantly and staggered off his broom.
In the stands, Professor McGonagall, who was watching the game, quickly raised his wand, which prevented him from falling directly to the ground.
Thanks to book friend Zhenxing for the reward.
On Saturday morning, Kyle got up early to watch the upcoming Quidditch match.
This year's tournament schedule is not very friendly to Gryffindor. They must first face the Slytherin after the full change.
All Nimbus 2001... This is already the configuration of a professional team.
Faced with such a situation, they naturally wouldn't be in a good mood, and even Fred and George didn't even have the intention to joke.
When Kyle arrived in the auditorium, he saw that the Gryffindor players were all crowded around the empty long dining table, each of them seemed nervous and taciturn.
Kyle didn't know what to say, but when they were about to go to the Quidditch pitch, he hurried over and patted the shoulders of the two.
"Come on, if you win, you won't have to tap dance around the castle anymore."
Fred and George have been thinking of various reasons to shirk their bet on the Medal of Merlin this past school year, but they have yet to fulfill it.
The main reason is that the movements they thought of were a bit too weird. Whether it was holding three trophies or tap dancing on a broom, they were all difficult movements.
Individually, it is barely enough, but if they are added together... it can only be said that there is no power in the heart.
Fred's eyes lit up, "Really?"
"Of course, it's a deal." Kyle smiled.
"To be honest, your way of boosting morale is much more useful than Wood." George leaned over, "He will only tell us those old-fashioned things."
He cleared his throat and waved his hands like Oliver Wood, "...Slytherin's broomsticks are better than ours, but the people on our broomsticks are better than them..."
"Isn't it obvious... still need him to say it?"
"But who made him the captain." Fred spread his hands, "We can only cooperate."
The two were teasing Oliver Wood from left to right, not as depressed and decadent as before.
Kyle even suspected that they were all pretending just now, just to wait for what he said just now...
"Hey, Kyle, your expression is so obvious that I can guess what you're thinking." George raised his eyebrows and said, "But it's really not..."
"We were really nervous before..."
"Worried about losing the game..."
"Until we put on this..." Fred patted his gold and red uniform.
"And we decided, if we can win the game this time."
"We celebrate in the same way..."
"It has nothing to do with the bet, it's just pure celebration!"
Fred and George smiled and walked into the players' locker room, while Kyle came to the stands of the game, and Cedric had already taken a seat for him in front.
"How about it."
"They seem to be quite confident." Kyle laughed.
"That's good." Glancing at the player channel, Oliver Wood had already walked out with other players.
"Actually, I asked second-year Hannah and Susan yesterday..." Connor looked at the Slytherin team on the other side, "They all said that Draco Malfoy's grades in flying class were better Very far."
"This is also normal." Cedric said, "If he flies well, there is no need to buy brooms for everyone on the team...Nimulator 2001 is ridiculously expensive. If you buy seven at a time, the Malfoy family will be fine. Money can’t be squandered like this.”
"exactly."
Mikel squeezed over from the side, "For these brooms, his pocket money has been cut in half."
"If that's the case, then Malfoy should be the team that spent money to join." Cedric glanced at him, "But Mikel... how do you know this?"
"Oh, I heard him say it himself."
Mikel subconsciously touched his pocket, which was bulging, and he didn't know what was stuffed in it.
When a few people were talking, the game was about to start.
"Listen to my whistle," said Ms. Hooch. "Three, two, one..."
The crowd roared and cheered them off, and the fourteen team members jumped into the leaden sky together.
Harry flew to the highest point immediately and began to look for the golden snitch.
But Malfoy was different, he didn't seem to care about the Snitch at all, his eyes were always on Harry, flying back and forth beside him on a broomstick, as if to show off.
It looked very much like a witch bird in courtship.
And this has been going on for 5 minutes.
"What the hell is Malfoy doing!"
Cedric frowned and said, "He's a Seeker... Could it be that the Golden Snitch will appear in Potter's jacket pocket?"
Even the Bludger couldn't stand it anymore, and flew towards the two of them whistling.
Harry turned his broom just in time to dodge, and the Bludger missed and flew straight into Malfoy's face.
Looking at the Bludger getting closer and closer, Malfoy seemed to be frightened, he stood there blankly like a wooden stake, his pale face was full of disbelief.
Didn't the Seeker only need to pay attention to the Bludger when catching the Snitch?
But now the game has just started, and they haven't even seen the shadow of the Golden Snitch yet!
The Bludger got bigger and bigger, and soon flew in front of Malfoy, who subconsciously closed his eyes.
However, the imaginary pain did not come. When the Bludger was less than an inch away from him, it suddenly changed direction and flew straight towards Harry again.
Harry dodged again, but the Bludger flew towards him again, as if it had spotted him, regardless of the others.
Fred and George also discovered this. In order to prevent Harry from being knocked off the broom by the crazy Bludger, they could only fly around close to Harry, trying their best to protect his safety.
It started to rain,
"Someone tampered with... this Bludger!" Fred yelled, knocking the rushing Bludger away with all his might.
At this time, the people in the stands also noticed something was wrong.
"Marcus Flint scored... it's fifty to zero, Slytherin is temporarily ahead..."
On the commentary stage, Li Jordan shouted loudly: "But what happened to that Bludger, how much Galleon does Harry Potter owe it..."
Wood gestured to Ms. Hooch...
"Oh, Oliver Wood used a timeout! I'd say he should have done that...before Harry Potter got smashed in the head by that crazy Bludger..."
The members of the Gryffindor team gathered together to urgently discuss a solution.
In the stands, Kyle was looking for something in the rain with a waterproof and moistureproof badge.
Finally, in the opposite Slytherin player tunnel, he saw a vaguely short figure.
"I'll leave for a while." Kyle squeezed out of the crowd after leaving a word.
But he didn't go to the opposite passage, but ran towards the castle.
A few minutes later, Kyle returned, followed by a house-elf in the kitchen.
The game had restarted, and the Bludger was still chasing Harry all over the field.
"Kaka, do you know that elf?" Kyle pointed in the direction of the passage, "It seems to be interfering with the Bludger."
"Kaka doesn't know it, sir!" screamed the elf, "it's not one of the kitchen..."
"Bad elf, that's a bad elf! Kaka wants to drive it out!"
Looking at the crazy Bludger in the sky, I don't know if it was because of anger or what, the big ears of Elf Kaka turned red, and disappeared in place with a "pop".
The next second, a stool rolled out of the passage.
At the same time, the Bludger in the sky did not continue to turn, and hit Marcus Flint straight along the original trajectory.
Because of what happened just now, the Slytherin captain thought that the Bludger was going to find Harry again, and he didn't mean to dodge at all.
"boom!"
With a muffled bang, the Bludger hit him hard in the face.
Marcus Flint passed out instantly and staggered off his broom.
In the stands, Professor McGonagall, who was watching the game, quickly raised his wand, which prevented him from falling directly to the ground.
Thanks to book friend Zhenxing for the reward.
