Hogwarts of a certain magic

You can search for "a magical Hogwarts novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!The head coach was indeed warming up, and after the return run, he did a set of broadcast gymnastics.

Really good, this set of Stark Nephrology is really good.

That's right, in the magic world, this broadcast gymnastics is called Stark Nephrology.

But it wasn't the name that William gave, but it was passed on by the past principals who were chattering, idle and gossiping in the principal's office...

William had stayed in the principal's office for a long time, and when he was idle, he did a few sets of gymnastics and shiny square dancing, and then he was stolen by the principals.

William told them that this is a magical exercise from the East.

Practicing to the entry level, nourish yin and nourish the kidney; after a small achievement, prolong life.

Practicing to the depths, you can even be reborn with a drop of blood, which can wipe out the avenue.

After these portraits were learned, they spread around, and then Phineas Black also secretly changed William's physical exercises into kidney exercises.

You have to say that Headmaster Black was a decent man before his death, but William definitely didn't believe it.

After exercising for a while, I stretched my body with some loose bones, and felt sweaty all over, and the coach sat back in the chair.

"Coach, do you need to call a timeout to adjust your tactics?" an assistant asked.

The situation is one-sided, we have to do something.

The coach shook his head, looking very calm, like a Zen master.

At this time, his tactics are only one:

Adjust by yourself.

It really doesn't work... Give it to Krum singles to catch the Golden Snitch.

This is the core of all tactics, and there is no need for tactical board layout.

It's just that Krum is just a seeker after all, he can't score, and Quidditch is a seven-person game.

This highly anticipated final was not at all like a final, and Ireland was slaughtered throughout.

The veils began to use off-disk tricks, lifting their clothes slightly.

Not only the Irish players were recruited, but also the Bulgarian players.

The Bulgarian goalkeeper hugged the Irish player and kissed hard.

The referee Hassan Mustafa also landed in front of Veeva who was dancing.

He behaves strangely, flexing his limbs, showing his muscles, and stroking his beard excitedly.

The little dwarfs also learned the same way, lifting up their clothes, even larger, but no one took care of them.

The little demon whose self-esteem had been critically hit, raised her middle finger at Veeva and made rude gestures.

The game became more intense. After two injuries, Seeker Lynch still refused to go on and continued to play.

His bravery inspired the Irish team's desire to fight.

They didn't have champagne in the midfield, so naturally they couldn't show up. The so-called Istanbul Night was a huge reversal.

In the end, Krum caught the Golden Snitch and ended the game.

But the score is

Bulgaria: 160,

Ireland: 170.

The Irish Quidditch national team won the championship!

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On the way to the end, everyone was still discussing the finals just now.

"Krum shouldn't end the game, with the Irish team leading one hundred and sixty points." Qiu said.

"Fall, Krum knows Bulgaria will never catch up!" Cedric shook his head and retorted.

"The Irish chaser is so good... Krum knows he can't win."

"If it were Hufflepuff, would you catch the Golden Snitch if the gap was 160 points?" Qiu asked.

"Of course not." Cedric laughed: "I believe my teammates can make a comeback against the wind."

Qiu looked at Cedric appreciatively and smiled:

"Yes, if it were Ravenclaw, I wouldn't catch the Golden Snitch.

I believe William can bring the score back... He is the best chaser ever at Hogwarts."

"Ravenclaw has always said--'You can always trust William Stark!'"

This sentence is as famous as the one circulating in the Hogwarts Witch-"Stark is almighty".

Cedric nodded thoughtfully, without a standpoint, he immediately criticized:

"Choo, you are right, Krum really shouldn't end the game."

Everyone looked slightly, as expected to be Cedric.

"Yes, if he still has this mentality, I think he will never win the championship." Qiu said flatly.

What Qiu said is correct, Krum's mentality is indeed problematic.

Headwind is the time to look at the strength of a team.

Catch the Golden Snitch only lose ten points, catch the Golden Snitch later, lose one hundred and fifty points...In his opinion, there is no difference.

One will lose, and the other may fail miserably... But why not bet on the chance of the players turning against the wind?

The last finals, but five days and five nights.When the score difference is the largest, it can even reach 250 points.

Now that the final is over, Professor McGonagall and the others will return directly to Hogwarts.

After the group of people separated, William and the others walked back down the tunnel illuminated by the lanterns, and there was a rough singing in the night sky.

The leprechauns kept flying above their heads, waving the lantern in their hands, singing and cursing at Veeva.

This behavior was met with dissatisfaction from the audience, and everyone took their wands and aimed at the dwarf.

Among them, England fans do the most.Ireland has won the championship. Isn't it a slap in the face?

That won't work!

The camp is going to be a mess.

It's an old mess!

When approaching the tent, William ran into the old fairies.Love Literature Network www.23wenxue.com

The goblin was entangled with Ludo, and they all crossed their arms, looking menacingly.

Ludo spoke to the fairies quickly, as if explaining something.

"Hey, William." Ludo broke free and ran up quickly."Great, saved."

Seeing William, the fairies dared not come close, afraid that the rich man would now demand the huge sum of nearly five million gallons.

Yes, William made five million in a battle.He pressed ten items and guessed seven items. The fairies lost all their panties.

"Why are the fairies looking for you?" William asked.

"It's nothing." Ludo lowered his voice, "Well-that's it... They... well... They are looking for Crouch, and he didn't watch the game tonight."

William glanced at Ludo suspiciously.

"Can I talk to you?" Ludo whispered, "As for the Triwizard Tournament, I think you should win the championship."

"Let's talk later, we have to go back to rest now." William said coldly.

Annie was already a little sleepy and was napping against Hermione's shoulder.

"Okay." Ludo nodded.

After everyone left, Ludo was surrounded by the fairies again.

"What's the matter with him?" Hermione asked in a low voice.

"Maybe you have lost a lot of money, he looks like he is going to the rooftop." William said softly.

There will definitely be many people queuing up on the rooftop.

The wind tonight,

It's a bit noisy.

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Malfoy wanted to go to the rooftop.

He believed in the ghost of Trelawney, and followed her to bet thirty thousand gallons, and Bulgaria won.

It's all right now, it's lost again.

Jealous!

"Luxius, let's do it," a tall figure said.

"It's late at night, we won't have time if we don't do it."

"Yes. Gore was right." said another chubby wizard."My wand is already hungry and thirsty."

Malfoy glanced, and Gore and Crabbe, who were sitting on the sofa, did not immediately agree.

Although the plan was made long ago, he still hesitated now.

But I really cannot hesitate.

Hesitate and lose!

Since Voldemort's disappearance, they have stepped back and compromised, but after playing as pigs for a long time, Fudge really raised them as pigs.

Honest people will bite when they are pressed, not to mention that they are not honest people.

The Death Eaters should appear once tonight.

To those in the world who have forgotten them, a few reminders.

"Done!" Malfoy broke his hand several times, and the red wine was sprinkled on the white velvet map of France.

Everyone in the room stood up excitedly with a cruel smile on their faces.

"The area that everyone attacked has been divided, there is only one place..." Malfoy pointed to a corner of the camp map.

"Who is going to attack Stark? He won five million gallons tonight..."

But no one spoke.

When Malfoy glanced at Gore and Braque, the two immediately avoided their eyes.

"What about you, Nott?" Malfoy asked softly to a hunched wizard.

"I've eaten my stomach tonight, or I will definitely kill him." Nott said viciously.

"..."

Malfoy looked at another wizard again.He closed his eyes and pretended to be napping.

Mad, this bunch of trash!

Although Malfoy cursed so secretly, he was not ready to go.

"I'll go, I'll kidnap his sister." Makenier said suddenly.

There was a cruel smile on his face.

"But I got five million gallons. Let's get 70%. I want 70%."

Gore said angrily: "You put..."

Malfoy raised his hand and smiled, "Just do it."

Everyone wears a hood.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside.

"What's the matter?" Malfoy asked."Kabi?"

A house elf appeared. It bowed its head and said, "Master, there is a riot outside, as if someone is attacking the camp."

Everyone looked at each other in shock.

Besides them, anyone else attacked the camp?

"What to do, Lucius?" Gore asked quickly.

"The action remains the same." Malfoy showed ecstasy on his face.

Now that someone has a scapegoat, it feels more at ease to do it.

The action code of the action changed from the death of the fish to the breaking of the net... to the muddy water fishing!

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