Chapter 887 ?
At this time, the Viking braid on the back of Emily's head on the court was almost parallel to the broom under her rapid gallop. Next, although Qiu Zhang has found the traces of the Golden Snitch several times, they were all destroyed by the opponent and the opportunity slipped away, so he had to search again.
Although Qiu Zhang knew that based on the current Ravenclaw score, there was no need to worry about Slytherin surpassing them to win the House Cup, but Emily's endless troubles made her a little upset—— However, the mentality of the Slytherin players was almost the same as that of Cho Zhang.
In order to defend their position as much as possible, the Slytherin players did not participate in the high-intensity attack of Draco and Pansy. But Ravenclaw's corresponding position strength is even better. Their tactical cooperation and tacit understanding have also surpassed Slytherin. Although they have tried their best to stop Ravenclaw, after Draco's goal , Ravenclaw was able to score again soon, so the situation was stalemate. Although Slytherin had always led the score, the gap could not be widened, but what was worse was that if this continued, it would obviously make Slytherin, who relied on personal offense, even worse. The law is disadvantageous, and Ravenclaw relies on cooperation, and their physical exertion is obviously much smaller.
Pansy glanced at Emily, who was entangled with Qiu Zhang in the sky, and Draco, whose messy hair didn't even bother to comb the messy one. She bit her lower lip with her white teeth, and she swung her arm vigorously, the knife in her hand Slowly slid across her neck - she made a signal unique to the Slytherin team, all previous Slytherin Quidditch teams understood the meaning of this gesture, and now they are using the traditional Slytherin Quidditch style Time for means.
In the ensuing game, Gore and Crabbe took advantage of their height to deliberately use their bodies to hit the opponent's players, deliberately aiming the Bludger at the opponent's body parts. Gore and the others shot really lightly. They even shot at the vulnerable parts of the Ravenclaw players. The angry Mrs. Hooch awarded Ravenclaw a lot of free throws, and Slytherin's score was even worse. Once behind.
However, the follow-up effects afterward really played a role. These methods are not likely to have much effect on Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, but they really have some effect on Ravenclaws who are a little afraid of pain. , After a few ruthless blows, when the Kitty Eagles faced the menacing Slytherin, they unconsciously evaded some actions, but the destroyed tactics and formation immediately made Draco attack The end and others are much easier on the defensive end.
This also made many people off the court start to abuse. In fact, for the vast majority of the audience, whether they are in school or graduated, the team they support is Ravenclaw-not because of Ravenclaw This group of nerds is likable only because they have all been more or less entrapped by Slytherin with similar cunning methods.
"These poisonous snakes are really despicable, and they have started to play this shameless trick again!" Ron was really upset when he saw Draco stealing the limelight off the court, but now he noticed that these Slytherins started to use small tricks again, which was very atmospheric , "The group of little snakes have been calling me King Weasley for making me play out of order last year!"
Harry recalled the situation at the time, and imitated Geraldine's tone and said: "Do you remember the game when Alan was a batsman? The England head coach Geraldine said that people like Slytherin Such an inferior method of violating the rules, if it is used in a regular game, it will not have any effect!"
Ginny echoed her boyfriend's words, and she also began to plan to play professional Quidditch after graduation. She further said: "And after players from such a team develop these bad habits, they will not be able to survive in a professional team. , because even if it is a foul, a professional team also has a professional team’s foul method.”
"That's right! That's actually a good thing!" Ron nodded his head and said in relief, "They want to be professional players in the future, but no one wants them anymore!"
"But speaking of it,
Although I know that Ravenclaws are not good at collisions, I didn't expect them to be so afraid of pain..." Harry, as the captain of the team, saw something, but then he shook his head again. They are the best of the team, but they are not Slytherin, and Ravenclaw can use conventional methods to solve their style tactics in the normal process.
Sirius' eyes were not very angry, instead he showed nostalgia: "Speaking of which, those Slytherins used to use these foul moves against James back then, but Harry, these are not a problem in front of your father's flying talent !"
At this time, a cold snort came from beside them, it turned out that some Slytherins had heard the loud conversation of these little lions.
"But that's a professional competition!" Millicent Burst's fat chin was high, and he put down his fat hand that was applying lip balm and retorted: "Don't forget that this is an internal competition at Hogwarts. Who do you think those people above will plan to leave the family business behind and play basketball after graduation?"
Although Slytherin has begun to split the camp, when faced with other colleges insulting Slytherin, these little snakes still put their unhappiness aside for a while, and habitually choose to stand up and confront others.
And on the side of the Harris stand.
Albert and Daisy seem to have forgotten that they came to the game to support their sister Emily, and the siblings exaggerated after Gregory Gower took a Bludger on the strength of his size. Fleur and Tonks looked at each other in frustration Each of them dragged one back to his seat.
Luna turned the butterbeer stopper around her neck: "Students in Slytherin College still have a lot of harassment during this time, this will reduce a lot... Oops!"
"It was Slytherin who fouled! It wasn't Slytherin who harassed you! Miss Lovegood!" McGonagall finally couldn't hold back and shot Luna's waist with the tip of her wand. No one outside expected that the sudden poke made Luna's big eyes even more protruding.
Professor McGonagall has no idea whether this method can make Luna's commentary normal afterwards, but at least her own mood is a little more pleasant than the anxious state just now, such as the free throw situation on the field, she just focused on He was holding the wand in his hand with some unsatisfactory thoughts.
"Slytherin's methods are very practical. Alan has won many championships before you came to the school." Penello is somewhat familiar with Slytherin's methods. After the hand ruined the Slytherin broom using this foul tactic, the tactics of these little snakes began to be more normal and no more exaggerated use of fouls.
"School competitions are useful, but it's appropriate for them to do this today." Allen put his gaze on the head of the little girl on his mother's side, "That little acromantula is too small to enslave gems, right? Such a small Just trained to be obedient? This thing's intelligence is close to human intelligence, but it cannot be domesticated, so it is highly dangerous to ordinary wizards and Muggles, you have to be careful not to hurt children."
"It doesn't matter. It's just the last descendant of Aragog and his wife Mosag. He is obviously much smarter than the average person. He knows what can and can't be done. If it wasn't for the recent death of its father, I guess it might I have learned how to use its big pincers to speak human language." Penello said in a somewhat showy tone, "In fact, they are not impossible to domesticate. In the past two years, those disobedient ones have been constantly Being absorbed in front of them, these little guys who are too young to install the enslaved gems are obviously much easier to talk about than the previous ones, knowing what can and cannot be done."
"Oh, it's already at this time, Aragog is old and dead..." Allen shook his head, "Speaking of which, Hagrid hasn't been approached for this matter after the battle at the Ministry of Magic, and he has become ineffective in dealing with things recently So naive, after seeing the big battle, he can also remember that the acromantula is clearly listed as a Class A non-trading commodity by the Department of Magical Creature Regulation and Control... Well, maybe he can't remember it so accurately , but it is enough to know that this will be severely punished."
Penello replied with a regretful expression: "It's a pity for the soul. I didn't take action on this old guy in order to control its offspring in the group. This time I came back from Africa and found out that I was busy with other things. Already old and dead."
Hearing the word old and dead, Allen set his sights on the witch: "Penello, we have to deliver the elixir of life to your parents. You are very considerate in security work, much more considerate than me...but At that time, just to be on the safe side, let a few ghost knights follow them..."
"Okay, I'll go with you." Penello's voice was a little softer than usual, and then she began to laugh sharply again, "Don't look like my father, in fact, he is most afraid of watching horror movies, I'll have to see how he reacts then."
Allen, who didn't talk much about the way the other party got along with his family, changed the subject.
"Oh? By the way, so Aragog... Aragog's body is still in the space in your pocket?" Allen said, looking around, and then gave up the idea of looking for someone in such a place, even if he It's a half-blood giant, "I'll send it back to Hagrid later. After all, its descendants have made a lot of 'contributions' to Harris and the Ministry of Magic. Let's go to Hagrid to hold a funeral for it. Get Hagrid to make sure of the situation."
Penello raised her slender legs and parted her gorgeous red lips: "Is this a date?"
"...if you think it's romantic for me to take you to the funeral of a man-eating spider."
"It's fine if you don't bring others."