Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Slytherin Killing

Chapter 32o Killing Slytherin

The Slytherin players shamelessly attacked the Gryffindor female players, and this game was unfolding towards a situation that everyone did not want to see. Ω

"From the rules of the Quidditch game, it is possible to let go of the rules of using wands under certain circumstances. But to be honest, hand-to-hand combat turns into magic spells, and I still don't like Gryffindor."

The corners of George's eyes twitched, Gryffindor's Arya was beaten by Slytherin's stout Hanboor, and she didn't recover for a long time.

"hateful!"

Kate was very angry. Although she didn't like Quidditch as a savage and rude sport, she also admired the three female players of Gryffindor who could persevere in this rude game.

Among the four academies, most of the players in Quidditch matches are boys, and girls suffer in the competition in terms of strength and stamina. In the past, when the competition was not so intense, the teams still left some limits for each other.

Now, Slytherin players attack Gryffindor women again and again, making other girls feel the same way.

"I can't help but curse the Slytherin bastard." Kate gritted her teeth. "The game is getting dirtier."

The Slytherin players were completely uncompromising for the game. They attacked the Gryffindor girls fiercely. George couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

"Don't shoot." George quickly reminded, "I'm not saying that Slytherin people shouldn't be beaten, but now there are angry people in the stands. If anyone suddenly throws a spell on it, the audience in the stands will immediately Fourteen players in the sky can be blown to pieces."

Kate glanced at the audience in the stands from the corner of her eye, and sure enough, the Gryffindor classmates blushed, showing blue veins, and almost pulled out their wands.

In this case, if someone suddenly releases a magic spell, the students' brains will heat up, and countless magic spells will immediately cover the sky, blowing all the players to pieces.

For such a picture, George is very toothache, although he has not seen the stadium riot. But it has also been heard that if not controlled well, there is a high risk of riots at popular events. Compared with ordinary people, wizards carry wands with them. If one is not good, the game will become a melee.

"So what to do, watching Gryffindor girls like this, being beaten by Slytherin bad boys?" Kate looked at George suspiciously. "You don't have any sympathy?"

"What does this have to do with me." George couldn't help muttering in his heart. Even so, he turned his head and thought about the countermeasures. Watching Gryffindor girls get beaten up by bad boys in Slytherin really sucks.

"I think there should be a way. Everyone needs to calm down. If there is a riot, it will be troublesome." George took out his wand as he spoke.

He tapped lightly on the stands with his wand, mumbling words.

The invisible waves were like a cool breeze, gently blowing past Kate. She seemed to smell the fragrance of green grass, smell the smell of dewdrops, and a burst of coolness emerged spontaneously, like a big magic hand, gently caressing her thoughts, calming her anger and irritability down.

Kate saw that the invisible waves seemed to spread around again, the students' distorted and angry expressions, and the faces with red eyes and blush gradually calmed down. The silent tune and the soothing magic made them all seem to be out of their emotions.

The waves continued to spread, one square after another, one stand after another, and everyone was frozen and played back.

They were suddenly disconnected from the game, everyone seemed inexplicable, and they continued to watch the game, but it was like they were locked out of the TV, unable to bring themselves into the atmosphere of the game.

The waves continue to spread, and the waves pass silently through the air. The players of the two teams suddenly lost interest, they didn't know why, they didn't know what they were doing. Their brooms slowed down, both teams,

Separated from each other, they are no longer scolding and beating their opponents.

"It seems to be a little too effective." George couldn't help but be surprised when he looked at the current scene. He put away his wand and didn't continue.

"The effect of this spell is a little scary." Kate stared dumbfounded at the current expression, everyone was going to be stupid, they were like watching a fierce game in a dream, and were suddenly awakened from the dream by George's magic Come over, and then never be able to enter the dream again.

George saw that there was still action on the field, Malfoy and Harry, the Seekers, who had been flying the highest and least affected. They have been strengthened by meditation and are not so easily disturbed. At this time, they are still chasing each other, and they are chasing a golden thing.

The Firebolt was the best broom after all, and Harry took a quick step and grabbed the golden thing.

He slowly descended from the sky, and the others descended as well, and sparse applause rang out.

The Gryffindor students tried their best to squeeze out concern and smiles, but their hearts were dull, and they seemed to have completely forgotten their previous desire for victory.

Slytherin's phalanx immediately burst into applause. Their applause was even more enthusiastic, but there was no trace of emotion. Their applause rhythm was consistent, just like rehearsed training.

Mrs. Hooch flew over, and she glanced curiously at George, then immediately turned back to face Harry and the others.

"The game is over, it's a draw!" Madam Hooch blew her whistle and announced loudly.

"what!"

Everyone became noisy, and they looked at the scoreboard. The previous score was 100 to 50. Now the score has been changed to 250 to 50, and the total score has become 250 to 200. Fifty.

It's really a draw. This is a situation that no one has thought of. They have thought about all kinds of situations. Gryffindor and the others thought about their own team, went through untold hardships, defeated a powerful enemy, and finally won the Quidditch match gloriously.

This is the best ending. They have also thought about their team, going through all the hardships and losing the game to a strong opponent at the last minute, which is nothing to be ashamed of.

The only thing they didn't think about was that the game would end in a draw, and Quidditch matches almost never had a draw. A Quidditch is only ten points, and a Golden Snitch is one hundred and fifty points. This is not an equal comparison, and it is difficult for a Quidditch match to have a draw.

Kate couldn't help laughing and said happily, "Slytherin is self-defeating now, they can win the game with integrity, but they shamelessly attack the girls in Gryffindor. Mrs. Kee gave Gryffindor seven or six free throws."

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