This Hogwarts is not normal

"Wood!"

"Flint!"

The captains of both sides floating in the air shook hands very "friendly".

Vincent is pretty much the same here.

Derian Pussey, fellow Chaser, glared at him with a flushed face.

"Wayne, what Quidditch is about is teamwork, individual strength is useless!"

"Thank you for your teaching." Vincent put in more effort, "I hope your little tricks can be better, and don't look like a child who can't afford to lose."

Pussy pulled his hand out forcefully, "I remember you, Wayne."

Li in the stands opened his mouth and said, "Drian Pusser dared to do this, he really has no spirit of competition!"

"Mr. Jordan, please concentrate on explaining."

"Good professor."

Harry looked at Terrence Higgs, the seventh grader, and couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive.

He has learned a lot in fighting, but his body shape is really too bad.

"Potter, I will definitely be faster than you."

Harry let go of his hand apprehensively.

With so many spectators, the opponent came up and gave him a blow.

"We are brave, we are brave, we are Gryffindors!"

Vincent, the leader of the atmosphere group, shouted at the beginning, and the twins and the little lion in the auditorium all followed suit.

On the other hand, on Slytherin's side, only a few people shouted.

Snape, whose face was very dark, tilted his head and looked behind him.

"We are strong and calm, we are graceful and reserved, we never regret, we are Slytherins!"

Li has something to say again, "Let's compare and listen, don't we Gryffindors need to be more united~"

Mag couldn't hide the smile on his lips, "Mr. Jordan, please concentrate on explaining."

"Good professor."

A total of 14 people from the two teams dispersed, all staring at each other from a distance.

Hermione in the audience was nervous.

She wasn't worried about the twins and Vincent,

She was only worried that the opponent would get the Golden Snitch at the beginning.

"The players from both sides have already taken their positions. Now Mrs. Huo Qi is entering the field, and the game is about to begin!"

Mrs. Hooch stood in front of a trembling big box, and her eagle eyes swept across 14 people one by one.

"I hope that both sides can play at the same level and play with style."

She kicked the box lightly, and the two Bludgers and the Snitch jumped out in an instant.

At this time, Li began to explain: "The Golden Snitch is worth 150 points, and the game will be over if the Seeker catches it."

Mrs. Hooch stooped and picked up the round Quaffle and threw it high into the air.

"The Quaffle is thrown, and the game officially begins!"

Vincent took a deep breath and brought out the performance of the rogue rabbit to the extreme.

"Holy shit, Wayne's as fast as a bolt of lightning, and he's already got the Quaffle!"

The two Slytherin Chasers headed straight for it.

Vincent lifted his broomstick and flew over their heads.

"Goalie Blake is ready, can he block Wayne's throw?"

The Quaffle was thrown hard, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

"It's a pity, Brych was almost there~"

Mag subconsciously let go of her pursed lips, "Mr. Jordan, please concentrate on explaining."

"Good professor."

When the Quaffle was snatched by Vincent again, both Slytherin batsmen were on him.

"Dude, just fly!" The twins flew over with their clubs held high.

"I've never worried about it." Vincent swung forward with his left hand in the armor, and knocked out a Bludger that was about to fall to his face.

"It's too strong, Wayne's counterattacked Bludger directly hit Warrington, the Slytherin team can be regarded as reaping the fruit~"

"Mr. Jordan—"

"Good professor." Li agreed first this time.

"Wayne sped past them and oh my god he went straight for the goal."

Blake was gearing up in the middle.

He was careless just now, he didn't expect the Quaffle to turn in the air.

But this time with precautions, he didn't believe he could let the opponent score.

Under the terrifying acceleration of the rogue rabbit, Vincent came to the goal in less than three seconds.

He threw the accelerated Quaffle hard.

Blake grinned grimly, holding the Quaffle that arrived in an instant with both hands.

However, he underestimated the speed of the ball and overestimated his own strength.

"Merlin, the Quaffle took Blake straight through the goal, and Gryffindor scored another 10 points!"

Like a personal show, Vincent performed two incredible goals one after another.

Draco down there smirked, dismissing the idea of ​​being a Chaser next year.

Grab the ball with this fierce man?

Pusey, who was nearly knocked off his broomstick, can attest that wasn't such a wise move.

"Wayne's third ball actually came with a super long throw!"

Li stood up excitedly.

"Can he manage to score?"

McGonagall set up the binoculars and tracked the Quaffle intently.

"No goal, no goal, no goal..." Snape's thoughts didn't affect the goal at all.

The Quaffle passed through Blake's crotch as if connected to the left goal.

"He succeeded!" Li waved his fist towards the arena, "In less than 3 minutes of the game, Wayne has already scored 30 points for the Gryffindor team.

Merlin's Gwent card!He can go to the England representative team for an interview!

If I were Mr. Bagman, I would take Wayne at any cost! "

Mag, who put away the telescope, didn't say anything this time.

Judging from her little hands that have nowhere to rest, her real thoughts are probably similar to Li's.

In this game, the Gryffindor team is stable.

"Despicable, the Slytherin team sent two batsmen to stare at Wayne!"

Vincent dodged two Bludgers nimbly, and reached out to catch the Quaffle thrown by Angelina.

He believes in the performance of Rogue Rabbit, just like his teammates believe that he can score goals.

"Blatch was brought into the goal by the Quaffle again. I think he will set a new record after the game!"

The twins smirked and hit two Bludgers, "He is already the student who has been led through the goal the most times in history!"

Warrington, the Slytherin Chaser who stopped in the air, accidentally dropped the Quaffle he just got.

Pussy and Marcus flew down immediately.

However, Vincent was faster than them.

He picked up the Quaffle with his left hand and threw it directly behind him.

It is exaggerated to close the eyes, but it is still possible to turn your back.

It happened so suddenly that the Quaffle went through before Bletch could reach the right-hand goal.

"It's amazing, I can't believe this scene is real."

Hermione closed her little jaw that dropped in shock.

Now she can be regarded as knowing that Vincent is not too narcissistic, but that the little wizard with the effect of the blessing potion is so outrageous.

Max out your Quidditch proficiency, even if you close your eyes, you can shoot a goal.

In the Hufflepuff auditorium not far away, Cedric had a bitter face.

Even though the Quaffle was round and anything could happen, he still couldn't convince himself.

"Sed, you just need to be faster than Potter."

Rove's reassurance had only a slight effect.

Only 5 minutes into the game, Vincent had already scored 90 points.

How long is the record for the fastest catch of the Snitch?

"10 minutes, do you think I can finish in 10 minutes?"

"Believe in yourself." Rove patted him on the back, "You will definitely be faster."

Cedric pulled out a somewhat ugly smile, "It's not a question of whether it's fast or not, but luck—"

"Merlin's rogue rabbit! Wayne scored again, and Gryffindor has scored 100 points!"

Rove's expression stiffened.

Instead of placing hope on Cedric, it's better to pray that Hufflepuff won't lose too badly.

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