[Comprehensive] There is a small beggar among us

The Malfoys said they couldn't be there for every game throughout the season, but they would come as often as possible.

Sewell said with a smile that there is no need to make such a fuss, as long as the final game comes.

Lucius hit him hard on the head with the snake stick, and with a straight face, he said in his unique aria: "Then, see you in the finals, and let me see you holding the cup."

Sewell nodded confidently.At this time, Krum came back after drawing lots, and everyone rushed forward and asked, "Who is in our group? Who did we meet in the first match?"

Durmstrang, as the last trophy-winning team, was the first team in Group A by default. The rest of the teams were just drawn out. On the big screen, the screen flickered a few times, and then the grouping situation of this competition appeared.

Everyone's eyes were on the first group in unison, and then their expressions became weird——

The first group includes: Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Russia), Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (UK), Christopher School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Italy), Samuel School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Switzerland), also marked next to it, No. One was Durmstrang vs Hogwarts.

This grouping is a bit unexpected. The grouping format of the group stage is to divide the first to fourth tiers according to the points of previous competitions. The host will be automatically classified as the first tier, but I did not expect that Hogwarts, who has not participated in the competition for a long time, will Put it in second gear.

Draco snorted coldly at the side, and Sewell knew that he would definitely say that Hogwarts went through the back door again. He had a lot of affection for Hogwarts, so he quickly dragged him and asked, "What time will tomorrow be?" Contest?"

"Seven o'clock in the evening." Draco replied, he glanced at Sewell and said, "You won't show mercy."

Sewell was stabbed by Draco's distrustful question, and stared at him and said, "I'll beat them up, but you, you won't be reluctant to do it, right?"

"Are you kidding me?" Draco rolled his eyes: "They beat them so hard they couldn't even find them."

Everyone laughed, no one reminded that it was not a fight... but a ball game.

In the afternoon of the second day, in the warm winter wind blowing from the North Atlantic, the stadium of the Isaac Academy of Magic was crowded with spectators from all over Europe. Among them, Durmstrang is the favorite to win the championship, and Hogwarts is participating for the first time. The strength is unpredictable, and everyone's mouth is so golden. It was originally just Hogwarts that Neil Comb said Gwarz's ability to enter the semi-finals has now become what the organizing committee said Hogwarts can step on Durmstrang and win the trophy.

In this general atmosphere, all the fans who followed this game are very concerned about this game, and today's team is not in the group stage, and they will stay with these two strong teams.

However, all of this had no effect on the Durmstrang school team. Normally, the players might still be a little nervous, but this time, there were two Hogwarts players.

"Objectively speaking—" Sewell scratched his head and said, "Harry is not as good as Krum, Ron is not as good as Rick Reeve, Zhang is originally a Seeker, I don't know if she can get used to the position, Jin Ni's Chaser is good...but it's still far behind Johnny...oh, and the hitter," Sewell twitched his lips: "The twins are very good, but Draco and I are naturally the best. Great." "So, nothing to worry about?"

"Unless Krum plays badly and Harry catches the Snitch first—"

"It's impossible——" the others laughed, "Everyone knows that Viktor is the best."

Krum showed a thoughtful expression, and said, "He flies very well—"

"Of course," he added, seeing the ||||shit eating faces of the others, "I fly better."

"... talking nonsense"

Before the start of the game, the two teams assembled in the player tunnel. Seeing the row of fiery red hair, Draco sneered almost habitually. His blue-gray eyes glanced at them lightly. It seems that he wants to taunt, but he still remembers that this is already a court, and if he fights, he will be banned.So he closed his mouth, rolled his perfect white eyes, and showed his contempt to the fullest.

Harry showed a helpless expression, while Ron blushed, stared, and asked angrily, "Malfoy, what do you mean?"

Draco stroked the Nimbus 2001 in his hand, without even looking at him.

This kind of silent contempt made Ron even more manic. He didn't know whether it was because of the thousand-year dispute between Gryffindor and Slytherin, or the conflict between bloodline defenders and bloodline betrayers. , Ron exploded at an extra point, he was not a rational person, and now he said without hesitation: "The trash who can't even keep the Seeker position - Harry has become the captain, you But it's just a batsman, Malfoy, if I were you, I would automatically quit the team in shame!"

Draco stopped rubbing the broom handle, his blue-gray eyes moved, and he glanced at him slowly. Before he could speak, the twins dragged Ron behind them, and they spoke to each other. He said, "Our little brother—"

"—Did you look down on the batsman?"

"Don't forget his brother—"

"—and a batter too!"

Ron also knew that what he said was wrong... and even if Harry was in Draco's position, he couldn't compete with Krum for the captain or batsman position.

But when he saw Malfoy's mocking eyes, he couldn't control his mouth.

The twins dragged Ron behind them. On the one hand, they were a little annoyed at what the little brother said, and on the other hand, they were afraid that Draco could not help but fight... To be honest, they really didn't think Ron could Beat Draco.

But unexpectedly, Draco didn't continue to do anything, he didn't even say a word, which made Ron feel as if a stick had been hit into cotton, completely powerless.

—Malfoy won't get better, will he?Ron was a little confused thinking that he suddenly remembered Hogwarts, which has been extremely deserted recently, and the current situation of Slytherin that Hermione analyzed for them... For some reason, he suddenly felt a little guilty.

This kind of guilt made him confused until he entered the field, the two captains shook hands with each other, and when the referee announced the start of the game, Ron still didn't recover.

What awakened his attitude was Durmstrang's goal in the opening 20 seconds, a very ordinary dribble and throw, but it was scored!

The court suddenly exploded, Lee Jordan's voice was amplified many times, he sounded very excited——

"In the opening No. 20 seconds, Durmstrang's Janis and Ken used a delicate combination to pass Ginny and Cho, and then threw the ball directly into the goal-bringing the first goal of the game .To be honest, this goal is mediocre! There is no bright spot! Janice, who scored the goal, also looked unbelievable, probably because he didn't expect this goal to be scored!" Li roared: "I have to say ! Hogwarts Keeper! Ron! Are you sleepwalking?!"

Ron's entire face was flushed, the color was no different from his bright red hair, he looked at Harry guiltily, Harry made a cheering gesture to him, telling him not to take it too seriously.But Ron knew that the ball just now was completely his mistake, and Lee was right, he was sleepwalking.

He patted his face with his hands, thinking fiercely: This must be Malfoy's trick!In order to prevent me from functioning normally!He forced himself to calm down, and remembered the match at Hogwarts a few months ago—a similar bad mentality, a bad start, and he believed that he would also be able to perform at a good level like last time.

Seeing that Ron's actions were ready to go, he said happily: "The Hogwarts goalkeeper seems to be cheered up. Will he be able to close the door for Hogwarts next?"

"Oh! The Quaffle is in Durmstrang's hands again. It's Johnny again. The Chaser just scored ten points for Durmstrang. The Hogwarts Chaser is chasing like crazy. He, but it doesn't seem to help - Johnny's so fast!"

"He's close to the goal, will he hit the ball straight out? Can Ron catch up-oh!" Lee cried, "Jennis passed the ball to Scott! That Scott Horse修！斯考特双手抓住了球，毫不犹豫地把球朝球门扔了出去——噢噢噢噢噢噢噢噢！进了！进了！我敢保证！刚刚的球速超过了150公里per hour!"

"In the 3rd minute of the game, the score is 20:0, and Durmstrang is leading! Just now the staff told me that Scott's throwing ball was at a speed of 150 [-] kilometers per hour! It is close to the record of a professional ball game! Breaking the minors' game record!"

"I have to say that Durmstrang is really bullying to participate in this kind of competition. Among the eight members on the field, three of them have been signed by professional Quidditch clubs, and two of them have received offers from multiple clubs. Olive branch, on the sidelines - among them is Viktor Krum, the world's top seeker, and Scott, who is known as the most talented chaser in Europe!"

When Sewell heard this, he was stunned for a moment. Scott had never had much sense of presence. Although he knew that the opponent's arm strength was amazing, he didn't expect it to reach this level. At this time, he heard Li continue to say: "But look To Durmstrang's two hitters, I think this team has a weakness! After all, Sewell's thighs don't have a bat--!!!!" Mandatory before the last sentence Swallowing it back, a black Quaffle crossed the entire field and smashed hard in front of him, smashing the glass outside the studio into pieces.

The big screen turned the camera to Sewell at the right time, and saw this short boy with a soft face showing a ferocious smile, and said word by word: "Sorry, my hand slipped."