Harry Potter's Catastrophe

"Luden really stepped back." Passerby Tenga Tansi, a man with slanted bangs, said as he watched the changes on the field.

"Bang!"

"Rat." Luden Fajan, the passerby in the center, cast a spell while retreating.

"Bang!"

"Rat." Luden Fajan, the passerby in the middle, was deformed and panicked. The Quaffle was on the left, one on the right, and another in the middle.

In this way, he needs to pay attention to many aspects, and his hand with the wand to cast spells has to wave around.

Standing between the Quaffle launcher and the silver score wall is not conducive to watching the five Quaffle launchers serve. The distance between the five Quaffle launchers is still a bit far apart.

If Luden Fajan, the center scorer of passerby A, continues to stand in the middle, he will shake his head left and right, one movement on the left and one movement on the right.

This will cause a lot of confusion, and the passer-by midfielder Luden Fajan quickly discovered this and began to retreat.

He retreated one meter in front of the silver fractional wall, with five Quaffle launchers in full view, and he began to feel calm after his transformation.

"Bang!" "Bang·" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" Five Quaffle launchers then served the ball in sequence.

"Rat." "Rabbit." "Frog." "Watermelon." "Pumpkin." Luden Fajan, the passerby with a center score, shot out magic with his wand and solved them one by one.

However, there is another thing to pay attention to, that is, he cannot be hit by his own transformed objects. After all, he is standing too close to the score wall, and he needs to avoid the three Quaffle launchers in the middle.

Otherwise, he would not have been hit by a Quaffle, but a watermelon, or a pumpkin, or maybe a frog.

The watermelons and pumpkins did not break when they were hit on the silver score wall. Twenty fell down and were still deformed.

"He still doesn't realize that the output of magic power needs to be reduced." Claudia Dove, a beautiful girl from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, said as she looked at the many strange things under the silver score wall.

"He has realized that he has lowered himself a step, but this is not enough." Carney said, Luden Fajan, the passer-by midfielder, is not a fool.

He quickly transformed from mice and rabbits into other things. Living animals are always difficult to change, and he also took advantage of his size.

The deformed watermelon and pumpkin are all objects similar in size to the Quaffle, which can save a lot of mana.

"And it's not a good location. You have to dodge from time to time now, and it will be even harder in three minutes." Fowles Lucci, a passerby with black square glasses, said.

"You have to take a few steps forward to the left, where you can see the ball server without turning your head left or right, and where you don't need to dodge." Fowles Lucci, a passerby with black square glasses, said, "The right side is also Can."

Three minutes passed quickly, and Luden Fajan, the passerby's top scorer, was already feeling tired. Although he had started to save magic power early, he was not spitting after casting more than forty times.

After spitting for more than forty times, my mouth was already dry.

"Bang bang!" Two Quaffles shot out at the same time.

Three minutes have passed, and the timer above the judges' table has reached three minutes. Next, it will be time for two goals to be fired.

"It's hard to hide without changing positions." Fowles Luqidao, a passerby with black square glasses, wondered. He still hoped that passerby Luden Fajan, the scorer in the first place, could play safely.

"He should have other methods." Carney guessed that there is no weak person in their group, and the consciousness of passerby A is still very strong.

He made a lot of correct actions when he was the first one to come on the scene. Others would have been casting spells stupidly in the middle, and then not saving their magic power.

"Watermelon, watermelon." Luden Fajan, the passerby who scored in the middle, cast a spell and quickly crouched down after transforming, avoiding the watermelon Quaffle launched by the second and fourth stations.

"Squat down?" Fowles Lucci, a passerby with black square glasses, smiled slightly. It seemed that he still didn't think comprehensively.

Squatting is indeed a good method, and you can even sit down, as long as you can handle it and you don't plan to use your body to catch it.

After all, you can't reach the ball while sitting, but now no one will think about using their body to block it.

On the field, the Quaffle will be deformed from flying to one-third to one-half. After all, you have to take care of both sides.

The interval between serves is four seconds, but it only takes a little more than two seconds at most for the ball to fly from the serving machine to the silver score wall.

"I-I'll go." Luden Fajan, the passerby with a middle point, sat directly on the ground, holding a wand and casting spells continuously.

"This - how - only four minutes have passed." Luden Fajan, the passerby's top scorer, looked at the timer above the judges' table counting more than four minutes.

"I'm running out of magic power." Luden Fajan, the passerby with the center score, stopped talking about his transformation.

"Bang bang!" Two more quaffle servers launched quaffles.

"Bump!" A Quaffle hit the silver score wall when passer-by midfielder Luden Fajan had a gap.

The huge number of one hundred turned into ninety-nine, and Luden Fajan, the passer-by-center man, finally began to be unable to take care of him.

"It's begun." The man with black square glasses said. As soon as one point starts to be lost, it will start to keep falling.

This is inevitable.

Moreover, every subsequent serve will result in a loss of one point. If it were him, he would make the same choice.

If one of the two balls blocks one, it will take four seconds to score one point, and four hundred seconds to score one hundred points. This was the algorithm six minutes ago.

If you drag it out for 400 seconds, it will be more than five minutes. At least you can get ten points.

"Bang bang!" Two more.

"Huh~ Try to reduce the consumption of magic power." The man with a middle score in the passerby took a deep breath and looked at the two flying Quaffles. He only transformed one.

"Touch!" Ninety-eight.

"Touch!" Ninety-seven.

Luden Fajan, the man with middle points in passerby A, has the same idea as the man with black squares in passerby D.

But this will start to collapse after six minutes. The man with black square glasses may try his best to deform two, miss one, and lose one point for four seconds.

But Luden Fajan, the passer-by-center scorer, is not good. On the one hand, he consumes too much in front of him, and on the other hand, he is so strong.

…

"Touch!" Ninety points.

"Bang bang bang!" Six minutes later, three balls were fired in unison, and three Quaffle servers shot out three Quaffle balls at random.

"Bump!" Eighty-eight points.

"Bump!" Eighty-six points.

…

"Huh-no-no, it can't work anymore, let it be dunked." The passer-by, the man with a mid-point score, was lying on the competition stage. He had no magic power anymore, so this was all he could do.

The quaffles flew above him one by one, and then hit the silver score wall.

"Bump bump!" Forty-nine points.

"Bump bump bump!" Forty-six points.

"Nine minutes, that's okay." Luden Fazhan, the passerby's top scorer, propped himself up and looked at the judges' table. The time on the judges' table had reached nine minutes.

"Bang bang bang bang!" The Quaffle fired four times in a row.

"Bump, bump, bump!" Forty-two points.

…

Zero points for "bump bump bump bump".

"Luden Fajan, twenty points." The old man in gray wizard robe said loudly, and the timer above the judges' seat was a few seconds over ten minutes.

"Huh ~ twenty points, that's it." Luden Fajan, the top scorer in passerby, took a deep breath and walked back to the contestants' seat.

He refused the staff who came to help him. He was not that fragile yet.

"I'm exhausted. You didn't bet gold galleons." This was the first thing Luden Fajan said when he came back.

"You guessed it." Claudia Dove, a beautiful girl from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, smiled.