Chapter 598 Invincible

Of course, there is another reason...

According to Hogwarts's practice, after each Quidditch match, it usually happens to be around meal time. Facing the audience who come from afar, the enthusiastic Hogwarts will never cruelly refuse guests from the table. outside.

As the Director of the Sports Department, Ludo Bagman had long known about the delicacies of Hogwarts from other colleagues. He had never had the opportunity to go to Hogwarts in the past few times, and finally found a reasonable reason. ——If the freshman team can successfully win the championship, Dumbledore hopes that he can recommend several of the young wizards to go to the national team for trial training during the holidays.

Anyway, according to Dumbledore, the enthusiastic wizard families near the training ground will be responsible for food and accommodation. As long as the children can play ball on the court most of the day or follow the training, it will be enough.

For Ludo Bagman, this was just a matter of signing casually, and he naturally responded quickly.

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At the same time, in the players' locker room.

The players of the freshmen team solemnly changed into their exclusive silver-white robes. Everyone was silent while changing clothes. If nothing else, this should be the last time they wear this uniform for a game.

Ron Weasley carefully touched the team jersey on his body. He didn't know if others felt the same as him. It was as if he was about to play the final game of his career, hoping that time could be released indefinitely. Slow down.

Bo~

Just when Ron was still in a daze, he felt a soft and icy touch on his forehead, a very light fragrance quickly swept through his nose, and a few silver hairs gently appeared in his peripheral vision. passed over his face.

It seemed like a century had passed, yet it seemed like only a moment had passed.

Ron immediately realized what had happened, and his face and ears turned red almost immediately. He felt that the color of his ears might be similar to the color of his hair now, and his ears seemed to be on fire, constantly steaming out.

Beside him, Harry, Malfoy, Goyle, Crabbe and other little boys had similar expressions. The only one with a normal expression was the third sister Hannah, who was always inseparable from Elena every day.

"Everyone, it's time for the decisive battle!"

After kissing the foreheads of the team members one by one, Elena smiled and clapped her hands, with a sparkling glint in her lake-blue eyes, and whispered in a pleasant tone that sounded like singing to Ron. .

"Let's kill those Slytherins together and win this final game cleanly -"

boom!

Along with Elena's voice, Ron felt as if the blood all over his body was boiling. A few blood threads appeared in his eyes inadvertently. All confusion and anxiety disappeared, leaving only an extreme desire for victory. eager.

"Kill them!"

"Win the game!"

"Tear apart their defenses!"

"No one can stop our victory!"

Everything in the world seems to be unimportant at this moment. As long as he can protect this smile, this voice, and the victory of this team, even if his opponents are all riding fire dragons, he dares to rush forward and tear their defenses apart.

"Okay, time's up, let's go -"

Ron followed Malfoy and Harry out of the dressing room and towards the pitch, and the noise was overwhelming.

More than three-quarters of the little wizards are waving flags with the Hogwarts school crest, or silver flags with a pair of wings spread outwards. There are more than two hundred little wizards wearing them behind the Slytherin goalposts. The green decorations and the sound were completely covered in the cheers and shouts of most of the little wizards in the school.

"The Hogwarts freshmen varsity team is on the field!"

Lee Jordan, who was in charge of commentating this game, shouted excitedly.

"Caslana, Amber, Potter, Malfoy, Goyle, Crabbe, Weasley, this is the first mixed house team in the history of Hogwarts, and it is also destined to be the most popular team in Hogwarts. The strongest freshman team in the history of Quidditch——"

"Oh, the Slytherin team is also on the field, led by captain Flint. This is a strong team that has won two consecutive Quidditch Academy Cups. Unfortunately, their current historical record against the freshman team is the best. burden--"

Amid the increasingly intense noise, players from both sides slowly approached Ms. Huo Qi in the center of the court.

"The captains on both sides shake hands!" Mrs. Huo Qi said.

Elena and Flint stepped forward, touched their hands quickly and let go without saying anything more.

Marcus Flint planned to take the opportunity to talk some trash, but when his eyes came into contact with the eyes of the group of young wizards behind Elena, he suddenly froze subconsciously, and a very bad ominous premonition emerged in his heart.

He had never seen such a terrifying and crazy sight, not even Draco Malfoy, who usually seemed the most bully, as if he was not facing a group of first-year students, but a group of people who had been hungry for several days. Like the fire dragon.

What on earth is going on with these underclassmen...

"Everyone get on your broomsticks and listen to my whistle!"

Before Flint could figure out what was going on, Mrs. Hooch's calm voice came to his ears.

"Three...two...one..."

Mrs. Huo Qi's whistle was drowned by the cheers all around, and fifteen broomsticks quickly rose into the sky.

Marcus Flint stared at the Quaffle thrown high in the sky. He stretched out his hand confidently as usual, preparing to control the first attack with his arm length. However, before he took off, he The ominous premonition quickly turned into reality.

Snapped!

"Incredible! The freshman team took the lead in grabbing the ball! Ron Weasley passed through the blockage of Flint's arm like a ball of flame, and pushed the Quaffle to the side of Draco Malfoy. The Slytherin team didn't seem to expect to lose the ball at the beginning, and all the players were flying forward immediately!"

"Foul! Flint hit Malfoy hard on the back from behind, and the Quaffle flew out of Draco Malfoy's shoulder - wait! Hannah Abbott appeared in the Quaffle position, this is not a throw away - this is a reverse pass! Ron Weasley has also flown beside Hannah - wow! Goyle and Crabbe actually carried out a relay combo, Marcus was directly The Bludger hit the corner and fell behind - now it was a three-on-one standard Eagle Head attack. The Quaffle was passed back and forth between the three people, and goalkeeper Blake was unable to resist it - the Quaffle was passed to Malfoy's hands - beautiful, the ball has gone in! Ten to zero, the Hogwarts freshman team is ahead!"

Draco Malfoy waved his fist vigorously and quickly glided across the court. He turned his head to look at Marcus Flint, who was belatedly arriving. His eyes seemed to be burning with two scorching flames. .

Flint's cheeks twisted, and he rushed towards Malfoy with a gloomy expression, as if he wanted to knock him down.

Facing Marcus Flint, who was rushing towards him, Draco Malfoy turned his broomstick around with red eyes and rushed towards Marcus's broom without any fear, without any intention of dodging.

At the moment when the brooms on both sides were about to collide, Flint rolled to the side awkwardly, got out of the way, and roared loudly at Draco Malfoy's back with a livid face.

"Asshole! Are you crazy?!"

"This is the first one! There are fourteen more to come!"

After staggering his body, Draco Malfoy straightened his broom, hovered in the air and looked at Flint and said calmly, although his emergency stop talent is slightly worse than Harry's, he is still far better than the bulky one. Marcus Flint.

"You! Okay, seek death!" Flint's expression became more ferocious, and he was about to continue crashing into Malfoy.

"Enough!" At this moment, Mrs. Hooch shouted sharply, flying between the two of them, "Foul! Deliberately colliding with the chaser, the Hogwarts freshman team will take a free throw! Malfoy, next time you If you do this again, you will get a free throw!"

At Madam Hooch's whistle, Malfoy flew to the Slytherin goal and took a free throw.

"I'm starting to look at you with admiration, Draco!" Lee Jordan shouted excitedly on the commentary table, "That's it! From the exact same angle, he broke through goalkeeper Blake's defense again! Freshman at Hogwarts The team leads twenty to zero!”

With Draco Malfoy's first two goals, the entire game instantly became intense. Both the Slytherin team and the freshmen team were like life-and-death enemies, colliding and confronting each other in the sky.

Although the freshmen are slightly weaker in terms of physical fitness, with a courage that comes out of nowhere, everyone seems to have improved two or three steps in terms of strength, reaction, and endurance. They faced off against the Hogwarts Quidditch champion team from the previous two years.

Of course, the most important thing is...

Just as arranged before the game, Malfoy and Gower only need to be fully responsible for the offense.

"——Slytherin is in possession of the ball. It's the same situation as before. Everyone in the freshman team stayed at the half-court position without returning to defend. Now there are three chasers and two beaters in Slytherin. They attacked the freshman team's goal together - they were facing Elena Kaslana's goal - and oh my God, Elena saved the ball again!"

"World-class! This is world-class flying and reaction speed. Elena Kaslana has proved with facts that no matter where she is, she is the silver-white devil soaring in the sky of Hogwarts! etc. Wait! This time she caught the Quaffle, it wasn’t dead ball time, now the ball is in Elena Kaslana’s hands!”

Li Jordan's voice suddenly became excited, as if he was expecting something.

boom!

The next moment, accompanied by the howling wind, a straight air hole penetrated the entire Hogwarts stadium and shot directly in the direction of the Slytherin goal post at the other end of the stadium.

All the Slytherin players who stood in the way of the ball quickly raised their brooms to avoid being shot down directly.

Bang! when!

The Quaffle hit the metal goalpost, making a terrifying loud noise. Under everyone's gaze, Slytherin's goalpost visibly shook, as if it had just been hit by a rampaging dragon. Same.

"Tsk, did you miss it again? It's really difficult to aim at such a distance!"

Elena flicked her wrist, showed a dangerous smile, and glanced at the scoreboard next to the arena.

"Sixty to zero, you have to work hard! Catch the Golden Snitch as soon as possible to escape the game!"

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Chapter two! ! Oh my god! ! !