Hogwarts of a certain magic

Chapter 162 "Spontaneous" Professor Quirrell (Thanks to the law protector "Grandpa Bridge the highest" for the reward of ten thousand coins!)

You can search for "a magical Hogwarts novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!As Mrs. Hooch blew the silver whistle, fifteen broomsticks rose from the ground and rose high into the sky.

As a commentator, Li also began to explain the game loudly.

"The Ghost Flying Ball was immediately snatched by Gryffindor's Angelina Johnson-what an excellent chaser, and he looks very charming.

No, this is definitely not a confession, I just accidentally conveyed my feelings. Of course, if she wants to date me..."

"Jordan!"

"I'm sorry, Professor."

Li immediately began to explain in a serious manner, but after a few words, he began to talk about sorrows.

Lee's commentary had an impact on many players, especially Fred, who almost smashed the ball on the commentary.

"Hey, Fred, don't be impulsive!" George rode on the broomstick, comforting loudly, "I know Li just said bad things about me, it's okay, I will teach him after the game!"

But Fred ignored George and fixed his eyes on Angelina's ball.

More precisely, it is the ghost flying ball in the girl's hand.

Angelina has better skills than last year. She started the game with a fast break, scoring two goals and scoring 20 points.

The crowd was cheering everywhere, but Slytherin's strength was not bad, otherwise he wouldn't win the Quidditch Cup for several years.

Their foul tactics are used very well, and various small moves emerge in endlessly.

Without the command of Captain Charlie Weasley, Wood did not do very well, and Slytherin quickly chased the score back.

William quickly assessed the strength of the two teams, and Gryffindor adopted a new tactic this time in order to take care of Harry.

Harry did not participate in team cooperation at all, but hovered at the highest point with all his heart, carefully searching for the golden snitch.

This style of play has advantages and disadvantages.

Quidditch is a seven-person game, and the seeker is also an important player in tactics, not just looking for the golden snitch.

It's like when Charlie was still in the team, he was always looking for the Golden Snitch while constantly checking in.

This method can effectively pinch and press the chaser to pass the ball.

As long as the pass, there is a chance to steal.

To put it bluntly, Harry is still tender now, but his flying talent is very good, but his tactical skills are worse.

But these are not problems, no one is born to play Quidditch.

Halfway through the game, Gryffindor has gained a slight advantage.

But at this moment, Harry's flying broom performed abnormally.

The broom seemed to have taken a powerful pill, twitching and twisting wildly all the way, slowly and higher and higher away from the stadium.

"I really don't know what Harry wants to do. Is the Golden Snitch in the clouds?" Hagrid murmured.He looked carefully through the telescope.

I don't know if it's in the clouds, but Harry is about to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

"If I didn't know him, I would think he couldn't control his broomstick-but he couldn't..."

Soon everyone realized that there was indeed something wrong with Harry's broomstick.

"Did there be a problem with the broomstick when Flint bumped into him just now?" Ron asked in a low voice.

"Impossible," Qiu shook his head. "The broomsticks have been tested for earthquake resistance before the game."

"Indeed, apart from the powerful black magic, nothing can interfere with a flying broomstick-ordinary collisions are even less likely to cause the light wheel 1700 to malfunction." Cedric analyzed with professional knowledge.

Harry used the uniformly updated light wheel 1700, and Wood once proposed to buy him a light wheel 2000, but Professor McGonagall refused.

This series is not bad, and the twins bought the Light Wheel 2000 at their own expense, and there are two more, so there is no need to spend any money.

If the broom is bad, Professor McGonagall may consider buying a new one, but he will not do such a thing at all now.

Hermione was holding William's binoculars. Instead of looking up at Harry, Hermione began to look anxiously at the crowd.

"William, you are right, Professor Snape is innocent!" Hermione gasped. "It's Quirrell—look!"

Hermione handed the binoculars to William. Quirrell was sitting in the middle of the side bleachers, his eyes fixed on Harry, and he muttered silently.

"He must be chanting an evil curse on Flying Broomstick." Ron also took Hagrid's telescope and said loudly.Dance God e-book www.wstxt.com

After William's guidance, both of them unanimously focused on Professor Quirrell.

"William, can you interfere with Quirrell's curse without using magic?" Hermione asked.

"Someone is already doing it, otherwise Harry would have fallen off the broom."

William looked through the telescope and found that Professor Snape was also staring at Harry and chanting curses.

Tsk tusk... if you really love her, you love her son.

William comforted: "Don't worry, there are so many professors here. If Harry falls, the professors will use the Levitating Charm in time."

In fact, Wood should call a timeout at this time, and Mrs. Hooch should also find the problem in time, instead of allowing Harry to "broom shake" in the sky!

This once again shows that Mrs. Hooch's ability to deal with emergencies is insufficient.

"What shall we do? If this goes on, Gryffindor will lose." Ron's face was pale.

"Look at me." Hermione thought for a while and left her seat.

Gryffindor's players were all around Harry, and Marcus Flint of Slytherin took the opportunity to catch the ghost fly ball and made five shots, but no one paid attention to him.

Flint is better for being brazen.

Professor Trelawney, an old housewoman who has not left the top floor of the North Tower for a long time, came to watch the game today in a quiet state.

At this moment, she occupied two positions by herself, sitting cross-legged in the chair, staring at the prophecy ball in her hand, and the gods said:

"Ah, I have sensed...the darkness is approaching, getting closer and closer, a terrible feeling... the future is blurred, someone is going to fall, is it the boy in the sky..."

Hermione walked through the crowd with difficulty, and she turned left and right, accidentally bumped into Trelawney, and knocked her off the auditorium.

Before falling into the next row of spectators, Trelawney scolded a foul language starting with F: "I said it is not suitable to go out today!"

Hermione finally got to Quirrell, and she knelt down, drew her wand, and whispered a spell.

A bright blue flame burst out of her wand and pounced on Quirrell's long scarf hanging from her waist.

It took about thirty seconds before Quirrell realized that he was on fire, and the flame on the scarf was about to burn to the back of his head.

Quirrell was terrified, but he dared not take off his scarf, so he could only pat the back of his head with his hands.

"Fight the fire!"

"Hurry up and fight the fire!"

Many people used their clothes to draw the flames of Quirrell's head with great force.

Snape stopped chanting, and he looked at Quirrell, who had suddenly spontaneously ignited, bewildered.

His eyes flickered, and suddenly his wand waved, and the cold water shot on the back of Quirrell's head.

The flame soon went out, but Quirrell still did not take off the strange clothes and charred scarf, but turned and ran towards the castle.

Harry was finally okay, he rode on the broom and swooped quickly toward the ground.

People saw him covering his mouth with his hands, as if he was about to vomit-he fell on the ground and took out a golden thing from his mouth.

"I caught the Snitch!" he yelled, swinging the ball high above his head, and the game ended in chaos.

"He didn't catch the Snitch, he almost swallowed it."

Twenty minutes later, Flint was still yelling angrily, as if it was not him who secretly threw the ghost ball into the frame.

Lee Jordan shouted the result of the game with joy-Gryffindor won 220 points to 100 points.

But William didn't care about it, he was still staring at Quirrell running with his binoculars.

He became interested in what was under Quirrell's scarf.

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