HP Hogwarts, a piece of daily life
85. The Storm in the Lounge
Flint's unconvinced shouts came to an abrupt end.
At this moment, all the members of the Slytherin team fell silent, but as more and more students poured into the lounge, as the captain, he still gritted his teeth and said:
"We can't blame us for the loss. The referee was obviously eccentric, and the famous savior, even with his mouth—"
His words disappeared into Horrance's eyes.
In the lounge, Jem Holrance's eyes, which were originally as gentle as the blue sea, seemed to be brewing a particularly gloomy sea storm, and his whole body was like frost. He raised his head and stared coldly at the group of people in front of him .
His tone is still unhurried, and his voice is not even much louder than usual:
"Then, is it proud to lose? It's worth your shouting. The tower of Gryffindor can hear your unwilling cry as a weakling."
Flint's tall and strong body shrank subconsciously.
"Also," Horrence stared at the group of people closely. At this moment, his eyes were like the sharp claws of a falcon, wishing to catch everyone and take a look!
After being scanned by him, everyone shuddered, subconsciously trembling for a moment.
"—I don't care if the savior uses his mouth or his feet, but Gryffindor won."
"We Slytherin lost. 170:60, I just feel a great shame."
"And you. Flint, your tactics..."
When he said this, his lips hooked up, as if he had let out a chuckle, but no one in the room would think that he was happy or appreciative——
"I don't care how dirty your tactics are."
"But it's dirty like this, and you haven't won yet. Maybe you don't have such a thing as tactics in your empty, troll-like mind."
"If this goes on like this, the next Quidditch match, you might as well knock all your opponents to the ground with your stiff limbs before going on the field—maybe I'll take a look at you."
After he finished speaking, he stood up and strode towards the door.
The black robe was billowing, save for the green Slytherin badge on the breast, which was laced with gold and silver.
There was silence in the lounge, and no one dared to breathe out.After a long time, all the players returned to their dormitories dejectedly like stiff logs.
Including Flint.
Only Lin An looked at the back of Horens, who had long been gone, with a burning brilliance in his eyes at this moment.
She said softly, "He's so aura."
He is Slytherin's No.1 today.
She wants to do it too.
Draco on the side also nodded subconsciously.
Then he came to his senses and subconsciously looked at Lin An again:
"Aren't you angry?"
"what?"
Draco lifted his chin and pointed forward: "Flint almost knocked Harry off."
"Snape taught him the use of charms..."
Apparently, Draco had also seen the movement on the teacher's bench.
"angry?"
Lin An's smile was cold, but his voice was gentle: "Playing such a dirty tactic is indeed despised, and the reputation that Slytherin managed to get back is once again terrible."
"However, he didn't win anyway. I hope the next captain has some morals and brains—if you can't have both, even one is good."
"and also……"
Facing Draco, Lin An rarely confides something that should not be said: "You don't have to be very confident in our dean, but you don't have to be so low-Draco, don't ignore the details.".
At this moment, all the members of the Slytherin team fell silent, but as more and more students poured into the lounge, as the captain, he still gritted his teeth and said:
"We can't blame us for the loss. The referee was obviously eccentric, and the famous savior, even with his mouth—"
His words disappeared into Horrance's eyes.
In the lounge, Jem Holrance's eyes, which were originally as gentle as the blue sea, seemed to be brewing a particularly gloomy sea storm, and his whole body was like frost. He raised his head and stared coldly at the group of people in front of him .
His tone is still unhurried, and his voice is not even much louder than usual:
"Then, is it proud to lose? It's worth your shouting. The tower of Gryffindor can hear your unwilling cry as a weakling."
Flint's tall and strong body shrank subconsciously.
"Also," Horrence stared at the group of people closely. At this moment, his eyes were like the sharp claws of a falcon, wishing to catch everyone and take a look!
After being scanned by him, everyone shuddered, subconsciously trembling for a moment.
"—I don't care if the savior uses his mouth or his feet, but Gryffindor won."
"We Slytherin lost. 170:60, I just feel a great shame."
"And you. Flint, your tactics..."
When he said this, his lips hooked up, as if he had let out a chuckle, but no one in the room would think that he was happy or appreciative——
"I don't care how dirty your tactics are."
"But it's dirty like this, and you haven't won yet. Maybe you don't have such a thing as tactics in your empty, troll-like mind."
"If this goes on like this, the next Quidditch match, you might as well knock all your opponents to the ground with your stiff limbs before going on the field—maybe I'll take a look at you."
After he finished speaking, he stood up and strode towards the door.
The black robe was billowing, save for the green Slytherin badge on the breast, which was laced with gold and silver.
There was silence in the lounge, and no one dared to breathe out.After a long time, all the players returned to their dormitories dejectedly like stiff logs.
Including Flint.
Only Lin An looked at the back of Horens, who had long been gone, with a burning brilliance in his eyes at this moment.
She said softly, "He's so aura."
He is Slytherin's No.1 today.
She wants to do it too.
Draco on the side also nodded subconsciously.
Then he came to his senses and subconsciously looked at Lin An again:
"Aren't you angry?"
"what?"
Draco lifted his chin and pointed forward: "Flint almost knocked Harry off."
"Snape taught him the use of charms..."
Apparently, Draco had also seen the movement on the teacher's bench.
"angry?"
Lin An's smile was cold, but his voice was gentle: "Playing such a dirty tactic is indeed despised, and the reputation that Slytherin managed to get back is once again terrible."
"However, he didn't win anyway. I hope the next captain has some morals and brains—if you can't have both, even one is good."
"and also……"
Facing Draco, Lin An rarely confides something that should not be said: "You don't have to be very confident in our dean, but you don't have to be so low-Draco, don't ignore the details.".
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