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"I'm going to smash you into pieces"

The Slytherin vice-captain yelled at Harry viciously before taking off.

"Referee Teacher"

Harry raised his hand and said, "He threatened my personal safety. I think he should be suspended."

"I" the vice-captain was dumbfounded and explained to Mrs. Huo Qi with a blushing face, "I didn't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense."

After three consecutive denials, the Slytherin players became a little more honest, but their eyes still flashed with evil eyes, seemingly intending to teach the young savior a lesson at high altitude.

Slytherin is the traditional strong team of Quidditch. Generally speaking, the only one that can compete with them in the Quidditch Cup is Ravenclaw. After all, even though Ravenclaw wears the name of an eagle and is abused while flying, even Ravenclaw can compete with them in the Quidditch Cup. It is not very acceptable for Lao to claim that he has nothing but the pursuit of knowledge.

However, even so, Slytherin still achieved three consecutive Quidditch Cups.

The youngest members of this team are all third graders. They have flown for more than a hundred hours and have shot down more than five opponents with Bludgers. They are absolutely ace pilots.

In their opinion, what qualifications did a first-year brat have to compete with them?

"Get down there, boy."

The formation dispersed just after taking off. According to the rules of Quidditch, the two sides circled for three and a half weeks and should have started watching the ball. However, the Slytherin people obviously had no intention of doing so.

The four people formed a human wall to prevent Gryffindor from reacting to the rescue. The strong deputy captain, who looked more like a gorilla than Flint, dived and crashed into Harry with a sinister smile.

"The game started and the Quaffle was immediately snatched by Gryffindor's Angelina Johnson."

Li Jordan, the Weasley twins' former best friend, began to explain, "What a great chaser that girl is, and she's so charming, oh my God."

After listening to Jordan's unreasonable explanation, Professor McGonagall was about to stop him sternly, but as soon as he opened his mouth, with the syllables still on his lips, he heard Jordan's cry of horror.

"Danger"

"stop"

After Jordan shouted, everyone saw this horrifying scene.With a drop of more than ten feet and three meters, the gravitational acceleration brought about by the vice-captain's gorilla-like physique, and the full acceleration of the broomstick, it seemed that he would not give up until Harry was killed in the air.

It's not that there have never been such collisions in Quidditch games in the past, but it was only after halftime when everyone was getting angry that physical collisions occurred.After halftime, it is also the time when referees and doctors are most nervous.

But no one could have imagined that Slytherin would be unable to hold himself back as soon as the show started.This unexpected situation left the referee and the rescuers unprepared.

"Stop it"

Professor McGonagall shouted from below and drew out her wand as quickly as possible, intending to rescue.However, at such a fast speed, there is no time for people to react.Modern magic is a very thin beam-shaped hit spell. If it misses, it will have no effect at all.

"It's over."

Professor McGonagall couldn't help but close her eyes and cast a large-scale shock absorption and levitation technique near the ground, hoping to save Harry's life.

For wizards, as long as they don't fall to death on the spot and their injuries heal quickly, Madam Pomfrey can treat them.

"Boy, die, I want you to know that Slytherin is not something you, a first grader, can provoke."

The vice-captain's eyes were full of ferocity and madness.When young people are angry, they rarely think about the consequences. He doesn't really want Harry to die, but when his anger rises, he doesn't care about the consequences.

Seeing that Harry was getting closer and closer, and he could almost see the pores on Harry's face, the vice-captain became even more excited. He was about to knock down this boy who was taking all the limelight and suppressing Slytherin.

"You can hit someone in this game." To his surprise, Harry didn't have any panic on his face. He looked at the flying vice-captain with a look of surprise, "Didn't you say it was a foul?"

"Harry, what the hell!" Fred wanted to make a last ditch effort and flew over at high speed on his Comet, but he stopped halfway through the flight with a look of disbelief on his face.

Harry jumped up with the broom between his legs, dodging the deputy captain with ease and skill. Then he twisted his waist, the broom rotated, and the wooden pole swept across the back of the deputy captain who had flown past.

Facts have proved that the fastest and most powerful broomsticks sold on the market are not Max's parallel imports that claim to be the fastest and most powerful Ultraman. The quality is very reliable.

The mahogany broomstick rotated with force, combined with the acceleration of the deputy captain's flying impact. For a moment, the deputy captain felt that a rocket hit him from behind. At that time, he could not hold the broom and fell from an altitude of more than 50 feet.

"bang"

The broom landed more than ten seconds later than the deputy captain, making a huge noise and a cloud of smoke.

Slytherin's vice-captain had already been carried off by the team doctor.

Professor McGonagall's magic was indeed very useful. The vice-captain only broke less than ten bones.

"Hey, what are you doing standing still?" Harry looked at Fred who was flying over, "I'm asking you something, why don't you say it? Isn't it a foul to hit someone?"

"You really knocked him down." Fred's face was still full of disbelief, "You damn boy, are you not afraid of his death?"

"I've read a Quidditch book. Isn't it quite common to fall off a broomstick? Not to mention the small ones, the Quidditch World Cup, the first, the fourth, the sixth, the No. 12, oh, He must have won hundreds of awards. The referees and school doctors are watching, and they won’t die."

Harry thought it was quite normal. The books said that falling happened all the time, so it didn't matter.

"What the hell, how can that compare?" Fred felt that he should give the kid in front of him a good beating to make him realize the importance of the matter.

In the World Cup, there was a chief referee and two auxiliary referees, safety officers, medical teams, vigilantes and reserve teams, a total of 32 people to ensure that there would be no fatal accidents in the World Cup. In Hogwarts School Can this safety measure compare?

"No, it's all said in the book whether it can be compared, so don't worry about it." Harry saw a black line on his forehead, what's wrong with this person, "First tell me, is it allowed to hit someone in this competition?"

"The rule is that no body contact is allowed with the Bludger stick, but using techniques to cause the opponent to hit the goal post, the ground, or the broom is allowed."

Fred was still a little bit unconscious and said mechanically: "The most famous one is the Wronsky feint. Of course, there is also the Transylvanian feint of pretending to make physical contact to scare off the opponent."

"Oh," Harry drawled, "I understand, that means, as long as there is no contact between the body and the bat, it doesn't matter if the whole team is knocked down."

"Yes, it is true, but what do you want to do?" Fred suddenly felt that the person in front of him seemed to be doing something big.

"Nothing." Harry stood up from the broom, stood with his hands behind his back, pretending to be ready, "There is a Bludger behind you."

"Clam"

"I said, there is a Bludger behind you." After Harry said that, he stepped on the broom and flew away, and there was a scream that echoed throughout the stadium behind him.

"what"