hogwarts chef

It was time for the Quidditch match, and Harry got up.

Although I didn't feel nervous at all, I was entrusted by others to be loyal. Since Professor McGonagall admitted me to the Quidditch team, I should prepare carefully, win my first victory, and prove my vision to my dean. necessary.

What's more, this is indeed Harry's first time to participate in a large-scale important event. He can't say he is nervous, but he must be excited.

What's more, Percy just won a large sum of money yesterday, and seeing that it was no longer possible to repay Professor Zhang's debt, this made Harry want to defeat the entire Slytherin team with Bludgers.

The weather was sunny and cold.The restaurant was filled with the enticing smell of grilled sausages, and everyone was looking forward to a wonderful Quidditch game and chatting happily.

"Hi."

Harry was walking in the auditorium when a female voice suddenly stopped him, "Are you going to represent the team today?"

"Exactly, please enjoy my performance, Miss Granger." Harry bowed slightly to Hermione politely, looking like a serious old gay English gentleman.

"Looking forward to it." Hermione nodded, "If you don't mind, please just call me Hermione, or junior sister, you can learn from each other."

As she spoke, she turned her hand, took out a wooden board from the pocket that had been casted by the Seamless Stretching Charm, held it in her hand, and then began to take out the endless breakfast.

Shaobing, deep-fried dough sticks, steamed buns, shaomai-roasted rice rolls, tofu nao spicy soup, soy milk, soy sauce, and bak kut teh are all available. As a disciple of Professor Zhang, you may not eat anything else, but you must not let yourself go hungry.

"I brought you some breakfast, which is specially provided in the food club's canteen." Hermione looked at Harry with a smile, as if it was a harmonious scene of brothers, sisters, and masters. "You need to eat a few bites of breakfast." , to cope with the intense and exciting competition.”

"No, when I think about being able to teach those Slytherin guys a lesson, I'm so excited that I can't eat anything."

Harry secretly taunted, "My grandson doesn't know that you are here to spy on the enemy. Quidditch is not important at all. You will defeat me in the freshman competition and prove that you are the teacher's strongest disciple. This is what you want."

If I can't even see this, I can still call him the savior.

"Have some toast," Hermione coaxed.

"I'm not hungry."

Harry felt terrible.He could tell that this junior sister was very arrogant and too competitive. Especially on the night when he entered school, he used magic in front of her in a very majestic manner, which probably deeply stimulated her self-esteem.

She had to get this place back.

But it's not that he has any ill intentions toward himself.

However, this was what gave Harry a headache. If he really had any malicious intentions, he would have already cast away the two Meditation Curses, which are ancient magics with the most powerful attack power and are designed to cure all kinds of dissatisfaction.

But there is no malice, I just want to compete with myself. Do I really want to take the initiative to attack a little girl?

Are you kidding me? In various plots and stories, most junior sisters are the main character’s partner, Ma Zi.

In another hour, he will be walking onto the field.

"Harry, you need to maintain strong physical strength." Seamus Finnigan said, "The seeker is always the person the opponent should guard against."

"It seems like you can use magic on broomsticks." Harry didn't care. "It's just a good time to test the skills of the senior Slytherin students, and also to serve as a reference for the seniors."

By eleven o'clock, it seemed the whole school was in the stands around the Quidditch pitch.Many students also brought binoculars.The seats are literally raised to mid-air, but it's still hard to see the game at times.

Harry put on a bright red Quidditch uniform in the locker room, carried a broom, and rushed towards the Slytherin team with murderous intent.

"Everyone"

"Slytherin chicks, surrender now, and you will be spared the pain of your flesh and blood," Harry yelled at the other side, "or else we will bulldoze you bunch of losers."

"Fuck"

Wood, who just wanted to say something about mobilizing before the game, was stunned. Well, there is no need to say anything now. What else can he do after this?

Wave your hand, "Let's go"

"Boy, you are crazy." Marcus Flint, the captain of Slytherin, was as strong as a gorilla. When the captain shook hands and saluted, he almost broke Wood's fingers.

He didn't take Wood seriously at all. This little brat hadn't beaten him since the first grade.Flint squinted at Harry fiercely, "I hope you won't pee your pants once the game starts."

"Oh"

Harry nodded and kicked the wooden box holding the Quidditch ball. The black Bludger quickly bounced out and headed straight for the door.

With a swing of his broom, he knocked the Bludger aside.

"click"

"Ouch"

There were sounds of cracking bones and screams.It turns out that the quality of the sports equipment purchased by Hogwarts is really good. The Bludger hit Flint head-on, sending him flying three or four meters. His nose was sunken and his face was covered in blood. It was obviously the bridge of his nose. Bones are broken.

"Boy, you are looking for death"

The majestic Slytherin players swarmed up, as if they wanted to eat Harry alive, "Believe it or not, I will let you lie down and walk out of this venue."

"You guys want to try it too?" Harry glanced at the box, which contained a Bludger. "Are the school's sports equipment really of such quality? Does the other Bludger have this quality?"

"what do you want to do"

The remaining six Slytherins took a few steps back in unison, with frightened expressions on their faces: "What do you want to do?"

"I just want to tell you that I'm not targeting anyone. I'm saying that everyone here is a jerk."

Harry shrugged, turned to the referee Mrs. Huo Qi and apologized: "Sorry, madam, there is still dew on the grass. It was too slippery. My foot slipped."

What the hell did your foot slip?

Mrs. Huo Qi is suffering from menstrual pain. Seeing the sincere expression on your face, I almost believed it.

"Oh, I told you before that it's too early for the Quidditch match to start." The Weasley twins held up their hands, completely ignoring the sun that was about to rise directly above their heads, and kept telling lies with their eyes open. " Every time my robe would be half wet with dew.”

"We want an explanation." The crowd in the Slytherin stands was furious.

"That's enough," Mrs. Hooch roared angrily, "Carry Flint down for first aid. If Slytherin's substitute comes on as a substitute and disrupts the game again, he will be suspended for this semester. Do you understand?"

Mrs. Hooch has always been fair and impartial. Since Flint was the first to attack Gryffindor Captain Wood, it is understandable that Gryffindor would fight back.However, some insignificant little actions before the start of the game can be tolerated, but if they continue, they will of course be decisively banned.

Slytherin, who had suffered a big loss, did not dare to say anything more and replaced him with another big player.

With a "beep" whistle, fifteen broomsticks rose from the ground and rose high into the sky.

The game started.