bdsm-fiction Chapter 183
Chapter 183
Braun is right.
Isn't the purpose of their competition for the Quidditch Cup the House Cup?
Since there is Braun's assurance, the House Cup is fine.
So why did they ruin Slytherin's ~ reputation because of such a game?
Pay for one's whistle!
Marcus apparently understood this too.
Nodded, his gaze became firm - up:
"Okay then.
Wait for the meeting or follow our training!
Everyone try to contain Gryffindor as much as possible to buy time for Braun to find the Golden Snitch! "
Watching the little snakes that were still decadent become energetic.
He couldn't help but smile on his face.
Strength is the foundation of everything.
Intrigue will not last long.
As Marcus beckoned everyone to eat in the auditorium.
Harry's side had just woken up not long ago.
Compared to the Slytherin common room buried deep in the bottom of the lake.
The Gryffindor common room can feel the changes outside.
Although the windows have already cast special spells.
But the wind outside was still clearly audible.
Dancing trees, pouring rain.
Everything can tell that today's weather is a tough battle for a Quidditch match.
And such weather is especially unfriendly to a small man like him.
High winds will make him blow at all poorly controlling the broom.
By the time he arrived at the auditorium with his head groggy.
Just in time to see Braun being surrounded by those little snakes and leaving.
They also each held a light wheel in their hands for two thousand.
This made him look a little stunned.
However, the cold wind in the corridor still made him wrap his robe tightly and enter the auditorium.
It wasn't until I drank a large bowl of oatmeal that I felt a lot more comfortable.
"Harry!"
The rest of the Gryffindor Quidditch team had also arrived.
They seemed a lot more relaxed.
Especially Wood.
He is particularly spiritual.
It seems that he can't wait to fight Slytherin.
"Today was good for us!
Braun of Slytherin was just a newbie.
Although I haven't watched him play, it's certainly impossible to develop a Seeker so quickly in three or four days!
This is your advantage Harry! "
Saying that, Wood patted Harry's shoulder.
It seems that he wants to transfer his power to him as well.
Some of the other team members nodded along.
The female seeker Elia in the team also cheered along:
"Wood is right, we have an advantage in this game, and in such weather their firebolts will not play the advantage of speed."
"No wonder I just saw that their entire team was replaced with two thousand halo wheels."
Hearing Eliya's words, Harry looked a little stunned.
"Switched to a light wheel?
Ha ha! We don't have any suspense in this game, Harry!
Braun is very good in other places, but that doesn't mean he understands Quidditch!
Rashly replace the new broom before the game.
He will definitely suffer a big loss because of this!
Your advantage is even greater! "
Wood was not disappointed when he heard Harry's words, but he felt that the game was already in his hands.
Although he didn't understand why his old rival Marcus hadn't stopped Braun's absurd behavior.
But he clearly had no intention of reminding him.
"Hopefully!"
Harry's heart was faintly uneasy.
He always felt that he could see what Braun usually did.
You will never fail to see such a problem.
Wood, it seemed a little too early to rejoice...
Seven thirty.
The heavy rain still has no intention of stopping. On the contrary, it has become more and more intense.
But even that couldn't stop the enthusiasm of students and teachers for Quidditch.
Everyone poured out.
Run across the lawn to the Quidditch pitch. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）
Even the chicken drizzled in soup doesn't care.
Sit in the Slytherin waiting room and watch the little wizards walk through the heavy rain.
Braun thought to himself.
Of course, he didn't worry much himself.
Waterproof spells he still will.
"Braun has arrived at me!"
After applying a waterproof spell to the last small snake worn, he moved the body.
While listening to Marcus talk about today's tactics.
Until after seeing Gryffindor.
Everyone walked to the arena under the leadership of Marcus.
"Looks like your equipment is still the same, Wood!"
The enemy is very red when he meets.
As soon as he got closer, Marcus took the lead in mocking.
Wood, who was originally in a good mood, couldn't help but darken a little.
Compare to the wealth of Slytherin.
Gryffindor is indeed very poor.
Not to mention the wizard robe of the thermostatic spell.
Brooms are the sweeping seven stars of the school.
"Sometimes what's the use of good equipment?
Good technology is true!
Use newcomers and change brooms temporarily, I hope you don't cry when you lose! "
Wood replied unceremoniously.
It's just that Marcus's face did not appear as he expected.
Instead, he smiled indescribably at himself.
"Wait and see!"
.，
Lady Hooch solemnly interrupted the cordial exchange between the two teams with a black umbrella.
Both sides also sat on their own brooms.
Accompanied by Madame Hookie's sharp whistle.
Everyone kicked into the air.
This is a wonderful feeling for Braun.
Looking at the little wizards who were waving excitedly at themselves.
He seemed to understand why so many young wizards were eager to become a Quidditch player.
This is the same as some girls in previous lives always like to find a boyfriend who plays basketball.
It is all the instinctive yearning for violence and the display of force.
He saw Hermione, Daphne, Luna waving at him...
And, of course, his bizarre good friend Shabini!
Subconsciously ignore the other party's hot-eyed equipment.
Braun looked at the Gryffindor team in front of him again.
Harry Potter was holding on to his broom as tightly as possible to avoid being blown away by the wind.
Captain Oliver Wood stood in front of the jamb, looking particularly serious.
"How about Braun? Still adapting? "
Marcus asked with concern.
"No problem, don't worry."
With the blessing of [Quidditch Master].
He didn't dare to compare with professional athletes.
But against these ordinary little wizards, there is still not much pressure on the corpse.