Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 71 Ding Ding Ding Ding~ (5K3)

"Ladies and gentlemen! And professors!"

"Welcome to the Hogwarts Quidditch match, the first match of the school year, Gryffindor vs. Slytherin!"

"I'm your new friend Lee Jordan!"

"This game will be commented by me in real time."

Lee Jordan, who failed to join the Gryffindor team last year, successfully applied for the position of commentator through his own efforts. He used his wonderful ventriloquism to stand out among many competitors, although this was his first official commentary , but everyone did not hear his nervousness.

"The first team to enter the stadium was the Gryffindor team wearing bright red jerseys. They recruited two first-year freshmen unprecedentedly this year. This is the first time in the history of Hogwarts Quidditch! "

"But please don't worry, Gryffindor's captain, Wood, has great confidence. He showed a mysterious smile more than once when he was interviewed by me. Less inside information."

"The Slytherin team came in the other way! They were wearing shit green jerseys like seaweed, look! Wow! Why are there gorillas on the pitch, where are the Slytherin players?"

"Jordan!" Professor McGonagall, standing beside Lee Jordan, said sternly.

"Oh, sorry Professor, I read wrong."

"That's the members of Slytherin. They should apologize to everyone. They look too much like orangutans. Look at the arm of their captain Marcus. Humans don't have so many black hairs, unless Moldy."

"Jordan!"

"Sorry Professor, I'm just telling the truth."

"Now the two teams have met! Next, please listen carefully to the referee - Mrs. Hooch's speech."

"Listen, I want everyone to play the game fairly and honestly."

Mrs. Hooch was used to such small scenes. She spoke when the two sides got together, but when she spoke, she stared at the captain of Slytherin. She had been watching Marcus's black hands for several years.

"Wait to die, brat!"

Marcus stared darkly at Ron's silent opening. Although he was beaten up on the train, if he thought about it, there were endless excuses. Why didn't I pull out the wand? The place was too narrow. This guy started Too underhanded or something.
To be honest, this group of senior students who have been beaten up have been thinking about revenge, no more than Malfoy, they are wizards, they have mastered a lot of magic, if it is a sneak attack, they don't think Ron can stop it.

It's just that because he has been busy with the card business, Ron is elusive most of the time, which makes them unable to catch good opportunities.

"Now, all of you, please get on your broomsticks."

Mrs. Hooch didn't say any more, she bit the silver whistle in her mouth, interrupting the stalemate between the two teams.

"get ready!"

She drew her wand and pointed to the box containing the balls.

Then the sharp whistle sounded, fifteen broomsticks soared high into the sky at this moment, and the game officially started.

"Gryffindor got the ball first! Angelina Johnson got the Quaffle - what a Chaser that girl is, too bad she's gone."

"Damn Fred!" Jordan swore.

"Don't digress!" Professor McGonagall glanced at Jordan.

"Oh my God! What kind of formation is this in Gryffindor! Triangular razor formation! In the Quidditch World Cup 25 years ago, the England team that took out this tactic was beaten by the French team with a score of [-] points behind. I don’t even know my mother, is Gryffindor serious about this tactic? Can we see a miracle?!”

"Alia Spinnett got a pass from Angelina, she's a talent that Wood discovered, and I have to say, Wood's a big turnip is so exciting, three female Chasers! I love him Already!"

"Aaliyah breaks through the line! But Marcus the Slytherin is charging at her! The gorilla wants to fuck. Well done!"

"The Bludger hit Marcus hard in the ass and he took off! I mean, the gorilla went up at least ten feet on the broomstick! Hope he doesn't take shit in his sleep tonight, Merlin bless!"

"Drian Pusey is at it again! This is a stalker without the slightest grace! With him is Slytherin batsman Wade! What is he trying to do?"

"He's sticking his stick right at poor Aaliyah!!! It's a foul!!! Damn it!!!"

"Alia passed the ball to Angelina, and then the ball went to Katie. I have to say that the flexibility of this formation is really too high. What are Slytherins doing! Alia has no ball Yes! They're going to knock her off the broom!"

"Blur! Bludger scored!"

"yes!!!"

"The gorilla who was about to attack Alia was hit in the leg by a Bludger! He rolled in the sky for three and a half weeks, but unfortunately he didn't fall!"

"Angelina! Angelina is close to the goal!!!"

"Beautiful feint, she swung a gorilla and Gryffindor scored the first goal of the game!"

Looking at the cheering audience in the stands below, Ron rubbed his palms. It was the first time he flew on a broom in such a cold day. He was still a little uncomfortable at the beginning, but after two sticks passed, he had adjusted Ron gripped his club again.

"Hey hey hey~ hahahaha~~"

Ron grinned and let out a deep laugh, and black air seemed to start to emerge from his body.

The ominous laughter was blown away by the cold wind, and seemed to reach other people's ears, it seemed like an auditory hallucination.
"Finally your turn, Marcus."

The Sweeping Seven Stars below him were strengthened by the magic power together with the batting stick in his hand at this moment. The enchantment that the knight would not die unarmed was like installing a turbocharger on it. Ron, who was flying rapidly and constantly at 150 mph across the Seven Stars, inserted himself into the chaotic battlefield in an instant.

The Gryffindor formation was already extremely lacking in protection, and it was not their style for Slytherin not to play tricks.

Being blocked twice in a row, Slytherin, who was a little upset, was even more blatant at this moment. At the moment when Angelina snatched the Quaffle, the two double-teaming Chasers confronted each other as if they were in no one's land. She came on a rampage.

"Whoosh~"

A Bludger that was flying freely and unrestrained on the court was hit viciously by a rounded stick at this moment, and this solid ball instantly tore through the bitter cold wind. With a whistling sound, it flew straight forward!

"Bang~"

"What did I see!!"

Lee Jordan's roar echoed on the court!

"Slytherin completed a complete, successful, and wonderful crossing the void today!"

"He flew up at least twenty feet!"

"It's a pity that he is not as lucky as Marcus, and there is no broom under him to pick him up!"

"Full marks for the Bludger!!!"

Hit in the stomach by a fast-flying, heavy solid Bludger, the unlucky kid who felt like his intestines had been interrupted instantly flew out of the broom at an angle. With great strength, he jumped up and became the most beautiful cub on the court!
Drawing a parabola at a height of seventy feet, he spat out undigested mashed potatoes, fell headlong into the high stands, smashed the wooden corridor of the stand viciously, and lay on the bottom of the feet of the onlookers.

"Puff~"

When the Bludger wobbled away, he lingered with a stream of filth in his mouth and did not drive west.

A gasping din stopped the game, and Mrs. Hooch blew her whistle. She stopped the game and went to check on the unfortunate boy.

"The game continues!"

After arranging for someone to take the child away to the school infirmary, Mrs. Hooch continued the game, and she was not beaten with a stick. Bludgers are completely in line with the rules in Quidditch, and you can't just retire because of a serious injury. No penalty, otherwise what are the batters and Bludgers doing?
The hearts of the Slytherin team suddenly lifted, watching Ron who was playing with a stick and flying above their heads. What happened on the train once again clearly appeared in their minds.

"Gryffindor scored another goal!"

Just when Slytherin was in a daze, Angelina had already started the scoring process just like in practice.

"Ding ding ding~~~"

Jordan kept knocking on the dialed scoreboard in his hand, and the numbers were beating fast. In just such a short delay, the three of them had already completed seven shots, hitting the Slytherin goalkeeper so hard that he was about to cry. His technique is not as good as Wood's, so it's impossible to prevent it, bastard! .

"Come back soon! You bastards!!!"

This big, equally stout goalie yells at his own scumbags.

"Go! Let's hurry"

"Bang~"

As soon as they dispersed, a Bludger hit the face and directly knocked the remaining batter off the broom. Although it was not as high as seventy feet just now, it was now off the ground. Also nearly fifty feet.

His face was dented in mid-air, and the little brother who fell into a coma couldn't even utter a scream.

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Mrs. Hooch waved her magic wand, and the child who had fallen from mid-air slowly landed on the ground. She blew the whistle again, and then someone carried him away and dragged him to the school infirmary to lie down.

"The game continues."

"Bang~"

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"continue."

"Bang~"

"continue."

"Bang~"

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"Can you not be so fast! It's tiring to blow the whistle!"

Mrs. Hooch stared at Ron angrily, and she glanced at the goalkeeper, a Slytherin team with a Chaser still flying in the sky.
"Can this continue?" Mrs. Hooch thought with some uncertainty.

"Marcus, do you still have any substitutes?"

"Gone."

Marcus, who had been beaten stupidly, replied blankly. They prepared two Chasers as substitutes. People get off the broom, that's what Chasers do.

"Hey hey~ Mrs. Huo Qi, I didn't make a foul, right?"

Ron came to her side on a broom, and asked with a smile in front of Marcus.

"No."

"Then go ahead, no... There are two more people, don't you think so, Marcus?"

"Run quickly~"

"Hahahaha~~~hahahahahahaha~~~~"

The big demon king, who was emitting black air all over his body, smiled arrogantly, and that ferocious smile almost scared Marcus to pee.
"Run!"

Ron yelled, and Marcus grabbed the broomstick and sprinted across the sky with all his strength, as if someone had tied a big dung cannon to his ass. If he flew too slowly, the cannon would blow up.

After being hit by Ron a few sticks, the Bludger, which felt a bit deformed, was teased by his side with the batting stick, and followed Marcus leisurely, and from time to time, there was a "whoosh" The howling passed by Marcus's ear.

Marcus, who was driven around, looked like a green fly looking for shit after being stunned. Several difficult moves that he had never thought of and tried were unconsciously rushed out, not to mention In addition, Marcus's own flying skills are quite solid. After all, he is the captain, so he has a bit of solid capital anyway.

Lee Jordan didn't explain the goal much anymore, he just tapped the button of the scoreboard with his fingers diligently, the sound of "ding ding ding" sounded continuously, and Angelina and the others were heading towards the goal at the speed of three seconds. Fancy shots in the door frame.

What is the [-]-degree spiral ball, what is the C-shaped roundabout banana ball, and there are dazzling quick dunks in the dodge relay.

They played all the flower jobs that could be played. Although it was a one-sided massacre, the students still bought it when they saw the three beautiful figures dancing in flowers stretching their bodies to their heart's content.

A lot of binoculars were being shared by the two, and those little wizards with strange smiles were focusing on the corners of the flying skirts.

Eh~ I just can’t see~
Eh~ It’s just a little bit worse~
Hey~ Fred, get out of here, okay, we want to see your girlfriend!

In the midst of the heat, Harry opened his eyes wide in the bleak cold wind. He was staring at the golden snitch. Without anyone's interference, he had already found the snitch, but now Harry Hanging in a leisurely manner, Wood said that today he wants to score [-] points, so do it!

Twenty goals in one minute, and 1 minutes to complete 25 goals. Now more than half of the time has passed, Harry is not in a hurry, he is very stable.

Although the match was a little too easy this time, Harry also knew that when facing Slytherin, it was absolutely right to strike hard. When fighting, no one will end up, he hit soy sauce, let it go, and the real fighting began at that time.

Harry, who was warming up and getting familiar with the atmosphere of the arena, was already looking forward to the match against Hufflepuff next week. He and Cedric should have a very good duel.

Just when he was dreaming, something was wrong with the Nimbus 2000 under him. Harry could swear that he had taken good care of his Nimbus, and there would never be such an accident with his broom!

The Nimbus 2000 shook frighteningly again, Harry firmly grasped the handle of the broom, and clamped the broom tightly with his legs, but the uncontrollable broom began to twist more and more crazily!

"Oh~ look!"

Lee Jordan seems to have found a new object of explanation. After all, the rhetoric used to praise the girls has drained the ink in his stomach, and he is worried that he can't find something to change his taste.

"Is Harry dancing for them?"

"Damn it, I should have thought of it earlier, my pole dance has received unanimous praise from my roommates! But what is Harry doing? I have never seen such a strange dance."

"How cool though! Harry did a giant aerial loop! I felt like he was going to fly, but he held on to the broom and held on!"

"Wow~"

"A difficult dance! I can't help but give him extra points!"

Jordan's exaggerated explanation made Professor McGonagall next to him tense up his face. In just a moment, Professor McGonagall guessed that Harry's abnormal situation was definitely not dancing.

Flying broomsticks have a very complete protection spell, especially a competitive broom like the Nimbus 2000. The protection magic on it cannot be penetrated by little wizards at all, only advanced black magic can do it.

Ron also noticed Harry, and it wasn't just a nasty tease that he kept Marcus from hitting him.

"You idiot, Quirrell, why do you still dare to play this trick now?" Ron muttered in his heart, but isn't the backhand he left behind just for now?

Hitting the Bludger again forced Marcus to change direction. Ron accelerated his approach, and Marcus, who was a little mentally broken, flew up even harder. He crossed the field and approached the audience stand.

He thought: This guy shouldn't hit me here, right?Behind me are Professor Snape and other students!

This guy definitely wouldn't dare!

But the moment he approached the stands, a sound of 'whoosh' that he was very familiar with was approaching rapidly.

"how dare you!"

Frightened and frightened, Marcus resorted to a trick of monkey fishing. He hung upside down under the broom, narrowly avoiding the Bludger.

But the Bludger that was hit with a powerful force didn't intend to stop at all, even if there was a grandstand in front of it, it rushed forward without hesitation!

Snape's not-so-greasy hair was blown up, and Fox had burned off the old oil he had accumulated before, and now Snape was accumulating, which also allowed his hair to be carried by the wind.

Snape, who was muttering words in his mouth, was shocked at this moment!
He turned his head sharply.

He saw a man in a garlic-scented turban flying high in mid-air, spitting his teeth out.

Hearing a "crash", Quirrell smashed the wooden board behind him with the back of his head, and his face was dented by the solid ball and directly embedded in the wooden fence. The broken wood blocks Quirrell from the blunt stun Waking up, a heart-piercing howl came out of his missing front teeth.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh~~~~~"

"mom!"

Quirrell, who was beaten and cried, held his head and called his mother, but it didn't help.

The Bludger dangled away from his head, but before it could fly high enough, Snape saw the stick-wielding red-haired baboon coming here, rounding his arms——

"Bang~"

Marcus ended his flying career for the game, he smashed into the stands, crushing Slytherin's little wizard, Fuck♂♂♂儿~.

"competition is over!"

An exhausted Mrs. Hooch blew the whistle for the end, and after 27 minutes the grueling game was over.

Harry held the Snitch happily, and Angelina, who had a great shot, flew into Fred's arms covered in sweat.

"Hiccup~"

"Should I also find a girlfriend?" Harry, who was full, thought silently in his heart.

"Five thousand 350 points!"

With a grinning grin, Wood grabbed his team members.

"I am complete~"

(End of this chapter)