Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 179 Ruthless
"Yes, Not Bad."

Among the crowd, Old Oakes nodded contentedly, and leaned on his seat quite comfortably.

Why are you standing there?

sit down!

Basic operation, basic operation~
He had already said that the script had already been written.

A genius should be born in this way!
"Klein was double-teamed, dangerous! Oh oh oh, almost, Klein got rid of the blockade at a fast speed, well done, he is getting closer and closer to the goal!"

Amidst the excited voice of the commentator, Klein suddenly increased his speed, fully displaying the performance of "Nimulator 2001".

Fortunately, the space in the sky is big enough for him to move around.

After a pause, and then accelerated suddenly, several "Gust Ten Generations" that had no time to slow down almost collided with each other.

Taking advantage of the chaos, he broke through with the ball and approached the goal penalty area of ​​the Lithuanian Quidditch team.

"Come on, come on, come on! Contestant Klein chose to go straight in!"

Personal heroism is very popular on the court. Although exquisite cooperation can also win the applause of the audience, but the courage to go forward is more exciting.

Those fans didn't sit down at all, and just stood and watched the game.

In their line of sight, Klein was like an arrow flying off the string, taking the lead.

Behind him were four or five Lithuanian Quidditch players wearing red, yellow and green jerseys, trying to continue to encircle him.

Closer, closer.

Klein didn't seem to have to think about how to attack at all. When he got near the goal, he sent the ball lightly, as if the opponent's goalkeeper didn't exist.

But that Quaffle looked limp, but there was something in it—it wasn't a fastball, it was a slowball!

The Lithuanian goalkeeper was deceived, and the save prediction failed, and he could only watch helplessly as the bright red ball scored again.

Twenty to zero.

Whistle, the goal is valid!
"It's unbelievable. The young Klein player contributed 5 points to the team in less than [-] minutes!"

The voice of the commentary became more and more excited.

If it was the first time relying on surprise, then the second time is completely a manifestation of personal ability.

Physically, Klein may not have the advantage, but his control of the broom and various flying skills are top-notch.

And because of his weight, his speed is obviously much faster than others, and with the bonus of the broom, this makes him like a seabird soaring among a group of big sharks, he can molest whoever he wants , it doesn't make sense at all.

The players of the England Quidditch team cheered, and they felt an indescribable joy on the faces of the players of the Lithuanian Quidditch team.

We've been bullied like this before.
It’s okay, okay, now the boss is a teammate fighting side by side~
Unlike those English players who couldn't help laughing up to the sky, those Lithuanian players were so mournful that they never mentioned that the people of England are all "good brothers".

Maybe the "good brothers" are still "good brothers", but this time the "good brothers" came here with a long sword and armor, ready to kill them all the time!
"Defense."

After scoring a successful score, Klein didn't pause at all, let alone celebrating, and even the expression on his face didn't change much.

In order to complete his goal of 1 points, he needs to seize every minute.

"Roar!"

The former English Quidditch players feared Klein as much as they loved him now.With a roar, they formed a formation almost as soon as Klein finished speaking.

How nice it would be for An Anxin to be a pendant on her lap.

As long as you can win the game, you can work hard, and it's not like you haven't done it before.

After the burden of scoring was completely handed over to Klein, the English Quidditch players headed by Gasol put up 120 points in defense.

The effect is immediate.

Those players in Lithuania sprinted from left to right, passing back and forth, but they couldn't break into England's penalty area.

Not only did he fail to get in, but he was almost intercepted several times because of too many passes.

Speaking of this, I have to mention that Klein's way of intercepting the ball is really badass - his own target is small, it is not easy to be found in the fierce competition for the ball, and the speed is super fast, a blink of an eye With effort, he can sprint to the passing lane from a long distance.

The players in Lithuania were going to be nauseated. This feeling of nervous tension made them feel like they were not playing a Quidditch match, but suffering from hell!

Rushing to defend, but not rushing.

He couldn't find a chance to knock Klein off the broom.

"Fifth attempt, can Lithuania break it! The ball is broken! It's Klein again, and Klein breaks the Quaffle again!"

The high-pitched voice of the commentary instantly spread to the ears of every fan on the scene.

"Counterattack, counterattack, counterattack, can Klein score the No. 30 points of his career?

oh!He's so fast those goofy muscle sticks can't keep up with him.

Stop and shoot, go in!In!Contestant Klein scored [-] points! "

Steal the ball and counterattack one-stop.

Klein's goal was simply picturesque, completely conquering those picky fans.

Whoever speaks ill of Klein Grindelwald in the future, saying that the International Quidditch League and the English Quidditch team are out of their wits, is the enemy of all their England fans!
"KVG! KVG! KVG!"

"Klein, here, look here!"

"Long live Grindelwald, I love you to death!"

This time, without Gellert spending money to buy the navy to create momentum, all the fans cheered Klein's name from the bottom of their hearts.

It was a name destined to leave a legend on the Quidditch pitch, and the legend had begun before their eyes.

"Well."

Hearing the shout in the ear, the bald old man in the corner suddenly stopped clapping his hands.

Even the old Zod beside him had a strange expression and was speechless for a long time.

He was thinking, if a mere sports and entertainment sport can reap the words "Long live Grindelwald", then what is the point of everything he has done before?
The world has changed.

"Defense, there are 270 points left."

The cheers were so loud that even Klein, who was in mid-air, noticed it.

But he still didn't pay much attention to the movement below, and just gave instructions to Gasol and others with a normal face.

"Yes, Captain."

The Adam's Apple rolled up and down unnaturally, and all the players, including Gasol, obediently turned around and stayed in their own airspace.

Say three hundred points is three hundred points, and even one point less will do?

This is to wipe out the Lithuanian Quidditch team!

Gee.

As expected of a ruthless person who beat up the whole team with a smile and claimed to be "naturally powerful".

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered.

(End of this chapter)