[Comprehensive] There is a small beggar among us

Sewell blinked, still a little unresponsive.

Draco snapped his fingers and asked the proprietress to bring a glass of ice water.

Sewell took a big gulp, then put the remaining half glass of water on his head, his eyes became clearer, he stood up with the ice slag on his head, and looked up at the person who was a head taller than him.

"your name?"

"Romain Platon."

Sewell nodded and wiped the ice water off his face with his sleeve: "Then let's get started."

The Quidditch competition at Hogwarts is mainly a confrontation between four students, but Durmstrang does not divide colleges. Their school team mainly competes with other schools to win various trophies. Honor the school.

The school team is indeed up to snuff. The European School of Magic Quidditch competition trophies are almost always taken home by Durmstrang. Under this premise, Karkaroff is very willing to invest in the hardware facilities of Quidditch. Training Not to mention the complete equipment, the Quidditch field is also in a closed court.

Although the cost is high, it can be trained even in a long snowstorm. You must know that the winter here in Durmstrang is very long, and the temperature can reach minus [-] or [-] degrees.

Krum and Draco got together to discuss for a while, and finally announced that the selection would be held in the form of a competition. Each team would be played by members of the Durmstrang school team, substitute players, and Slytherin's house team. Random draw composition.

The Seeker and the Golden Snitch were cancelled, and the game was set for half an hour, and the score was settled after half an hour.The match will be umpireed by Viktor Klum, who will also decide who is the better batsman, Xavier Malfoy or Roman Platon.

Draco was assigned to a group with Platon. After the latter came out of the group, he waved his arms and told Draco not to grab the ball with Lao Tzu.

Platinum Noble sits on Nimbus 2001.Folding his hands on his chest, he snorted coldly.

The school team is like a star in Durmstrang, and the transfer students are also very attractive, so although this tryout was decided hastily, there were not many spectators at all, and nearly half of the students came , Many professors also came to join in the fun.

It's just that the school team has been broken up, and the school team fans don't know who to cheer for.

So after the game started, as long as the Durmstrang school team got the ball, the audience cheered, and if the transfer students got the ball, they booed.

However, Sewell is a beggar gang, and he doesn't want to be malicious from everyone. The rest of the student team members are also people who talk to Gryffindor at Hogwarts. The louder the boos in the audience, They are getting louder.

However, just 10 minutes into the game, Krum blew the whistle to signal a timeout. He flew into the sky and said to Draco, "You can't be selected normally like this."

Draco rolled his eyes, and Roman Platon was waving his bat and was about to charge, but was grabbed by the rest of the school team.

For a full 10 minutes, Roman Platon didn't touch the ball, and the two Bludgers were controlled by Draco and Sewell respectively. Platon's broom was not as good as the two of them, and they ran after them all the way.

There were boos from the audience, as if they were going to overturn the stadium.

"What does it matter?" Draco tugged on his collar impatiently: "Aren't there two batters in a team? They just happen to be chosen together."

Krum frowned again: "What do you mean?"

"I mean -- I'm going to sign up too, competing for batsman."

The rest of the school team was taken aback, and accidentally missed Platon, who rushed over on the flying sweeper, swung the bat at Draco, and cursed fiercely: "Go Die, Brit."

Draco didn't even bother to look at him, he missed Platon with his broom, and behind Draco was Sewell who came to join in the fun. After rushing over his head, he saw Sewell, and he smashed his wand towards Sewell's head: "Go to hell—"

It was too close and the bat hit Sewell directly on the head.

"Crack——" with a sound, the club shattered.

For a moment, the stadium was completely silent.

Sewell felt his head buzzing, and then his vision was blocked by something. He reached out to wipe his eyes, wiped the blood on his hand, and couldn't help being dazed for a while.

——Damn it, I was beaten and bled?

——Damn it, I was beaten and bled, why is nothing wrong?

He turned his head and looked at Platon, who was carrying a broken bat in half. The wild boar-like batter was staring at him dumbfounded. He was terrified by Sewell's appearance, and his hands were shaking.

At this time, other people had gathered around, Draco frowned and wanted to take him to the school hospital, but Sewell refused and signaled to Krum to continue the game.

"I'm fine." He reached out to wipe away the blood, but his face was covered with blood. Sewell showed a smile that he thought was friendly, but in fact he was terrified: "The game is over first, there are still 10 minutes left." .”

Not knowing whether he was frightened by his bloody smile or what, Krum took a look at him, and finally blew his whistle again, making a gesture to signal the game to continue.

This decision made the audience boil again. They clearly saw the bat just now. No one would think that this batsman from far away from England will be fine.

"What a stubborn kid—" a professor sat in the audience and said unbearably, "How can you continue to play after this? This game is too unfair."

Almost everyone believed that Sewell, who was seriously injured, would not play well again.

But the facts slapped loudly in the face.

Sewell did feel a bit of pain when he was beaten, and his head buzzed, but he didn't feel it after a few seconds, and even felt that the little bit of alcohol left in him disappeared.It's not that he doesn't get angry after being beaten, but if he really beats back directly, he doesn't know when that wild boar will be able to have another trial.

In fact, Sewell was thinking too much. The difference in strength in the previous 10 minutes was already very obvious, and after doing this kind of thing in public, Klum had already started planning to write a report and directly expel the school team.

Platon also knew that he was not as good as these two transfer students, so he did not care about it directly.

But he underestimated the brutality of the opponent.

The remaining 10 minutes are the two Malfoy's solo shows. Sewell and Draco are not only powerful, but also fly faster than the ball. No one competes with them for the ball. This game is extremely harmonious - in the script The Bludger, who should be making trouble all the time, was subdued by two people, and no player was encountered in the audience.

Oh, by the way, I forgot to mention that Platon has been carrying half a stick on the court, and Krum forgot to give him time to change, and no one reminded him.

As a hitter, you should use the Bludger to knock the opponent off the broom, but Draco and Sewell don't want to be against each other, and there are two school team hitters who can't grab the ball, so there is an excuse The two brothers released each other with peace of mind.

After 10 minutes, the game ended, and Krum announced on the spot that Sewell and Draco would join the school team =.

Amid the cheers of the audience, Sewell jumped off the broom and stopped Platon who was about to leave.

"What are you doing?" Platon pushed Sewell's arm across his face.

"It's nothing." The good-looking boy hooked his lips, retracted his arm, and then slammed his fist into Platon's abdomen, using the strongest single-target damage technique: "Dragon Fights in the Wild."

Platon flew out without any resistance, Sewell took two quick steps forward, and slapped him on the chest again, and the (former) varsity hitter like a wild boar flew out.

Sewell clapped his hands with a smile, followed by a bunch of people who wanted to see his head for him, but now they went directly to see Platon.

That night an owl flew in with a note—

Monday, Wednesday, Friday night 06:30 to 08:30, Quidditch training.

Viktor Krum

Seeing Sewell's triumphant expression, Draco couldn't help pouring cold water on him: "How is your Russian learning?"

Sewell's smile froze.

Draco continued to splash water: "I didn't have enough time, can I just give up now?"

"..."