[Soccer+HP] Mario and the Vanishing King

October mornings are sunny and breezy, perfect for outdoor activities.

Gryffindor and Hufflepuff freshmen are finally getting flying lessons that start in week six, and they won't have to wait until week eight if they want to learn what Defense Against the Dark Arts really is.

To be honest, Mario never dared to think too much about flying.Yes, he is indeed eager to ride a broom and cruise in the air-this has nothing to do with his lack of interest in Quidditch, after all, few people think of flying other than flying when they learn that they can do magic.But when he thought that he had never touched a broomstick since he was born, he didn't dare to show too much confidence in his first class.

And kids from wizarding families talk about their flying experiences with gusto, whether those around them want to hear it or not.

Matteo Damian is always willing to tell others about his adventures. According to him, he stole his father's broom and rode westward until he was almost out of Turin. He almost crashed into a civilian plane.

Oscar swears to more than one Ravenclaw, saying that he has spent his childhood on a broom, and even went downstairs to eat on a toy broom.But he wasn't the only one who said such big things. Ben Turner even said something even more bizarre-he had been dealing with those famous Quidditch stars since he was three years old, and he even caught Beckham in front of him. How about the Golden Snitch!

Even Marco, if asked, would talk about playing Quidditch on a broomstick in his yard when he was five, and about the time he and the Hornets played Quidditch. Together, they ran into a helicopter chasing a Bludger that was determined to knock the plane out of the sky, and they heroically managed to escape without being spotted by the Muggles. Knocked that Bludger away.

After hearing Marco tell the story for the sixth time, Mario had to go to Andre.

"Why do they say it's so easy to fly on a broomstick? Why do I feel that I can't fly well..." Mario said dejectedly.

"Don't think so," Andre continued to write his thesis without looking up. He had already filled a piece of parchment and was writing hard on the second sheet. "What if you can't even fly?"

"Andre..." Mario's expression was complicated.

"What?" Andre looked up from the parchment.

Mario weighed his words. "Has anyone ever told you that your words... are not very pleasant?"

"Sean probably said it once or twice, maybe four or five times? Well, it reminds me once a month on average." He shrugged and continued to write, "Sean is my housekeeper, you met him at the station he."

"I thought it was the name of a zombie..." Mario remembered the movie of the same name, "Then why don't you..."

"Don't change it?" Andre raised his head and asked, "I didn't talk to make others feel comfortable."

Mario decided not to discuss the issue with him.

"Okay..." Realizing that Mario was silent, Andre sighed and said, "Don't worry, flying is not that difficult, just keep your confidence. Although I say, there is nothing to be ashamed of if you don't know how to ride a broom , isn’t it more practical to stand on the ground with both feet?”

Although Andre's consolation seemed to have little effect, Mario finally found a psychological balance at the Gryffindor table—David Alaba, a little Austrian wizard from a Muggle family like him, also had a passion for flying. The arrival of the class is uneasy.

"I don't understand what's the fun of flying so high on a broomstick, why are they so keen on it?" he said in horror.

"According to Marco, it seems that Quidditch is football played on a broomstick." Mario said thoughtfully, "And I went to see the Quidditch selection that day, and they were very good at playing on a broomstick." Enjoyed it."

"I'd rather fly," David murmured softly, "at least the feet are on flat ground."

At nine o'clock in the morning, the Gryffindor students arrived on the field in front of the gate on time. The Hufflepuffs were already there, and there were twenty or so broomsticks in front of them.

With the lawn at the right height and a little breeze, the weather couldn't be more perfect.

Their flying professor is a very tall wizard, who looks very tall standing next to the freshmen.Mario couldn't help thinking that perhaps the professor was only slightly smaller than Hagrid.

"Per Mertesacker." He nodded briefly to them. "What are you waiting for? Stand next to the broom, right hand over the broom handle. Come on, hurry up."

Everyone stood beside their brooms.Mario glanced down. The broom he had been assigned looked like it was falling apart, with old branches poking out in all directions, and even one of the pedals was missing.He looked around again, and it seemed that the condition of everyone's broomsticks was also not optimistic, which made him feel more nervous about flying into the sky.

"As soon as I blow the whistle, you say to the broom, 'Get up!' in a voice, confident. The broom can sense the timidity in you." He came between them. "Now—"

He blew his whistle.

"Get up!" everyone present yelled.

To Mario's surprise, his broom jumped into his hand immediately, and opposite him, Marco's broom also jumped obediently.But it seems that there are not many obedient brooms - Mateo's broom rolled a few times on the ground and stopped moving, and David's broom slowly rose into the air reluctantly after he shouted three times... Aaron Ramsey's broom responded to him immediately, but the naughty broom quickly surpassed the owner's arm and flew higher and higher. Then, when everyone was about to lose sight of it, it was caught by one of Professor Mertesacker. The spell was pulled down.

They tried two more times, and finally everyone was able to successfully hold the broom after giving the command.

Then, Professor Mertesacker showed them how to get on the broom and make sure they didn't slip off their heads.Mario was almost certain that the professor's own broom was twice as long as the average person's.Maybe it was specially made, he thought, after all, the professor's legs were almost longer than their height.

After that, Professor Mertesacker walked among them, correcting their postures one by one, down to the detail of what hand shape should be used to hold the broomstick. "Beginners' posture must be standard," he emphasized. "This is related to your personal safety in the future! If anyone wants to experience what it feels like to fall from a height of [-] feet, then you can leave now."

No one moved.

"Very well," Professor Mertesacker nodded, "I'm glad to see your attitude towards flight safety. Now, get on your broom and wait for my whistle." He returned to the head of the two lines. "As soon as I blow the whistle, you push up hard, a few feet off the ground. Lean forward slightly, and land vertically. Get ready—three—two—"

"one!"

The whistle blew.

Mario steadied the broom and kicked it hard on the ground, then——

It's amazing!This feeling has never been felt before, as if the body suddenly loses weight, like a light feather!He felt that he could fly even higher with a little effort!

Now he finally understands why so many people love flying!

Thinking that Muggles will never experience such a comfortable and comfortable feeling in their lifetime, Mario can't help but feel a little regretful—after all, this is very different from flying, because the feeling of riding a broom...is like flying Same.

"Flying lessons going well?" Andre asked when they got back to the dining room, and pushed a plate of bacon over.

"It's a piece of cake!" Marco said, sitting down, and began to put a big clip on his plate. "Thank you, Andre! I'm starving to death!"

"It went smoothly, and I was surprised..." Mario still recalled the feeling of flying just now when he sat down, "I actually fell in love with flying."

"You fell in love a little fast." Andre commented, "But you didn't even look at the bacon, I believe this time it should be true love." plate.

"What? Got bacon? Marko, give me some left!" Mario immediately joined the fight.

"Okay, I take back what I said just now..." Andre raised his forehead.

"Mario? Great you are here!" It was Manu who came over.

Mario tried hard several times, and finally managed to swallow the big mouthful of food in his mouth. "Hey Manu, have you eaten yet? The bacon for lunch is amazing! Don't miss it!"

"Thank you, I've eaten." Manu said with a smile, "Listen, there is a Quidditch match in the afternoon, Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff, so we have to go to practice a little earlier... and Thomas Angry at me, so I thought...can you...give him this note for me?" He handed him a small note.

"Okay, okay, no problem!" Mario nodded immediately in agreement.

"Thank you, just tell him that Manu gave it to him." Manu waved to them and left.It was only then that Mario noticed that he was wearing a scarlet Quidditch suit.

"I forgot that this afternoon is a game between our two colleges." Marco said, "No wonder the whole school is suspended."

"If you do this again, I will wonder if you really like Quidditch, Marco." Mario glared at him, "I know there is a game in the afternoon, we can finish eating quickly and then go to occupy the highest row so that we can sit together. Andre, what do you think?"

"No one stipulates that you must sit according to the academy when watching the game, but I think you are right, it is better to be safe in the last row. What if the two of you disagree and fight? It can affect other people less."

"The two of us won't disagree and fight! This is just a game!" Marco's ears turned red.

"The teams you support are different, don't tell me you plan to support Gryffindor." Andre said, "Then I won't sit with you next time Slytherin plays against Gryffindor."

"Of course I support Hufflepuff!" Marko exclaimed.

"So you see, what I said is still possible." Andre explained patiently.

"Uh, well... what you said makes sense..." Marco was a little confused, and he decided that it would be better to continue eating his share of bacon.

Poor Marco!

Mario silently sympathized with him inwardly for a few seconds.

I have to say, in terms of speaking, both of them are far from Andre...

Mario shook his head, trying to put away Manu's note, but suddenly found an unfamiliar name on the folded note: Thomas Muller.

The problem is coming.

"Who is Thomas Müller?" He looked at his two friends in turn.

They all shook their heads.

It was nearly three o'clock in the afternoon when the crowd came down the steps.Mario followed the crowd through the foyer and down the ramp to the Quidditch pitch, asking at least ten people this question along the way: Who is Thomas Muller?

He couldn't find Philippe, nor Jerome and Lars - they all went to prepare for the game early.So he asked David and Mateo, and they both shook their heads saying they hadn't heard of this guy, so Mario was sure Thomas Muller wasn't a freshman, at least not a Gryffindor freshman.

But Hufflepuff and Slytherin didn't seem to be going well. He asked about two yellow robes and one green robe respectively, and no one seemed to know anyone with that name.Even Julian shook his head and said he didn't know. He always thought that Julian knew a lot of people!

"Maybe someone from outside school?" Julian guessed.By this time they had already entered the stands and were looking for seats.Hufflepuffs occupied the left side of the stand, Gryffindors sat on the right, and Ravenclaws and Slytherins sat next to the two houses.

"I don't think Manu will let me send the note outside the school?" Mario said. "We can't leave the school."

"I'll ask my cousin!" Julian suddenly thought of Penny, and ran to him immediately.

"Are you looking for Thomas?" Benny, who was pulled over by Julian, had a complicated expression. "Well, actually, you'll find out who he is in a while. It's hard to ignore him in this situation..."

While Mario was still thinking about the meaning of Benny's words, people had already sat down in the stands one after another.As agreed before, he, Marco and Andre found a place in the highest row.Fortunately, no one is sitting in this row, so they can choose the middle seat with the best view.

The game is about to start!

Mario could already see players from both sides coming out of the locker room.Gryffindor wore scarlet jerseys, while Hufflepuff wore yellow and black jerseys, the same color as their school robes.He saw Philip walking in the front, followed by the tall Manu, and then Jerome (of course Jerome won the screams of the girls as soon as he appeared, and there were even some girls from other colleges among these girls) ), as a team member who just joined this year, Lars walked at the end, and in the middle were a few senior students whose names Mario couldn't name.

On Hufflepuff's side, Mats leads the charge, and he sees Kevin and Sven, each carrying a baseball bat in addition to their brooms ("That's not a baseball bat, it's for knocking Bludgers away It!" Marco shouted in his ear.), it seems that they are the team's hitters.Hufflepuff's keeper is a tall boy whom Mario doesn't know, and he looks so mature that he doesn't feel like a student.

"That's Roman Weidenfeller, in seventh grade this year." Marco introduced, "He was picked up by the Hornets early on, and he will join the professional Quidditch team as soon as he graduates!"

Both teams came to the field, and Professor Mertesacker came to the center of the field with his special broom.He is the referee of the game.

"I hope this is a fair and honest game." He said solemnly, and made his voice heard by the audience, "Every move of yours will be watched by the whole school, please proceed with caution .”

"Now, please get on your broomsticks."

Players on both sides stepped onto their broomsticks.

Professor Mertesacker blew the whistle vigorously.Fifteen broomsticks immediately soared into the sky and rose high into the sky.

The game is on!

"Ladies and gentlemen—welcome to the Hogwarts Championship Quidditch match, Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff! Before I start explaining the match, I must introduce the purpose of the match Balls, they were specially brought from Turkey by Mr. Lukas Podolski to donate to the school! Look at the sensitivity of the Snitch! The whistle blows and it disappears! Ah, Bludgers! Look at the bludgers from Turkey Bludgers! They're fierce, attacking the players! And the Quaffle—"

"Mr. Muller, the audience wants to know about the game." Professor Klose's voice suddenly came.

Mario quickly looked at the rostrum, and found a boy with brown curly hair and a big mouth, who was serving as the commentator of the game under the supervision of Professor Klose.

"Sorry, professor... Well, let's take a look at the score, it's still zero to zero! It seems that neither team has found a good chance... Wait a minute! Lisa Tread of Gryffindor grabbed it Quaffle—what a good Chaser that girl is, and charming—"

"Thomas Muller!" Professor Klose used a rare serious tone.

"I'm sorry, Professor."

Mario immediately turned around in surprise, and found that the expressions on Marco and Andre's faces were exactly the same as his.

It turned out that he was Thomas Müller!

"Lisa flying all the way through the air, a beautiful pass! The Quaffle is now in the hands of Philip Lamm, captain of Gryffindor, a seasoned Chaser, will he choose to pass or... …Ah! He chose to face the goalkeeper directly-Romain Weidenfeller, the Hufflepuff goalkeeper, is not easy, he is now a reserve player for the professional team-Philip swayed Roman lightly, oops The Quaffle was blocked and now in the hands of Hufflepuffs, captain Mats Hummels charged forward with the Quaffle - which he passed to Pierre Aubame Yang, this is a very good offensive player with a keen sense of smell, and now he has to face the Gryffindor goalkeeper - well done, Manu! Manu broke the ball with a beautiful move, and now it is Gryffindor The Findos got the ball, Philip gave it to Daniel Sturridge - whoops, that must have hurt - and it was Hufflepuff rookie Sven Bender who hit the Bludger and said Honestly the two Bender twins would have been indistinguishable on the field were it not for the different colors of their jerseys - the Quaffle is back in Hufflepuff hands! Nice return, Jérôme! Jérôme Bo Aten is amazing not only in the dueling club, but also on the Quidditch pitch! Hear the cheers! Gryffindor got the ball - Philip, Daniel... Lisa! Lisa with the ball Flying like hell - oh my god, it's as fast as flying, uh... although she is flying - she dodges a bludger from Kevin Grosskreutz - The goal is ahead - ah, Romain rushes - misses - Gryffindor scores!"

The Gryffindors cheered immediately, while the Hufflepuffs expressed their dissatisfaction not to be outdone.

"We scored!" Mario turned around triumphantly, "Philip and the others are amazing!"

"Wait and see!" Marco snorted through his nose, turned his head and pretended to ignore Mario.And Andre's expression looked like he was saying "I knew it all along."

In the next game, both sides scored goals.Philippe broke Romain's goal again, Pierre Aubameyang also got a bargain from Manu, and the Bludger flew all over the field, Jerome and Lars had to raise the spirit of twelve points Deal with them so your teammates don't get affected, and just in time to hit the Bludgers on the Hufflepuffs.

There was also a stoppage in the middle of the game when a Bludger broke Sturridge's nose, a manic Bludger from Hufflepuff batsman Sven who was just trying to keep it from going on Chase and beat your captain Matz.The school doctor, Dr. Wolfart, rushed into the field immediately to treat Sturridge and put his nose back in place in the blink of an eye.

So the game continued.Mario watched with relish watching the Quaffle pass between the two teams, and there would be a "clang" when it passed the goal post, which was very interesting.He finally began to understand why so many people were obsessed with the sport of Quidditch.Maybe one day I can play, he thought.

The score was now fifty to sixty, with Gryffindor ten points behind.

"The situation is not good for Gryffindor, come on Lions!" Thomas Muller continued, "Hufflepuff has the ball, Chaser Alexis Sanchez dodged the wandering the ball, dodged the Gryffindor Chasers, and headed for the goal—wait, is that the Snitch?"

Everyone immediately looked up to the sky, and there was indeed a flash of golden light there.

The seekers of the two teams immediately heard the wind and rushed towards the small ball with golden wings.

"Hernan Perez and Wayne Rooney, they're in no particular order! You can tell the Snitch is still ahead because neither of them is slowing down - you need good eyesight as a Seeker, Otherwise it's impossible to see the Snitch, because it always flies as fast as lightning, and there was a Seeker once..."

"Thomas—"

"Good professor, Rooney is slightly ahead now! Perez is chasing after him, what a thrilling scene! This time the Bludger can't interfere with them, and now both Seekers are engrossed in watching the Snitch —they were getting closer, the Snitch was close at hand—Rooney stretched out his hand—well done! He did it! Wayne Rooney caught the Snitch, two hundred to sixty! Gryffindor Victory!"

In the red ocean of celebration, Mario, Marco, and Andre finally squeezed to the rostrum.

"I brought you this, Manuto." He handed the note to Thomas.

"You're Mario, aren't you?" He jumped over the fence and came to them with a smile, "Manu already mentioned to me, and Marco and Andre! Last time at the club I couldn't I'm so sorry to see you! If I hadn't been fined by Professor Terry to stay in school for labor, I would definitely be able to pass. I asked Kevin to intercede with Professor Love, but it doesn't seem to be very useful...Professor Love didn't Yes, he said I should be taught a lesson... but I didn't do anything excessive, except I added two more porcupine quills to Claudia's cauldron... Well, it didn't work the last time Lars and Sven went It works, I should ask you to try it next time, Professor Love will not take care of the first-year students, right?"

Mario was stunned for a long time, but found that he couldn't get in.

Marco tried to speak several times, but before he could speak, he was blocked by Thomas' next sentence.

Andre seized the opportunity, and hurriedly said while he was taking a breath after finishing his sentence: "Don't you see what is written on the note?"

"No no no, Manu must have come to apologize to me again! Honestly I'm not really mad at him, it's not his fault he didn't save me from the trophy room...I mean, I'm mad at myself Damn, do you understand? Professor Terry is not very cute at this point, to be honest, I have bought a new crucible for Claudia, and she has not suffered any losses... well, so does Philip Not very happy about this, after all, Claudia is also his relative, although it is the kind that has to turn several corners... I still like Professor Alonso, he never criticizes me, and asks me to help Take care of his fried-tailed snails, those little things are very easy to lose their temper, and if you are not careful, you will be burned by the fire they spit out... You must be careful when you are in class! Speaking of which, your protection of magical creatures class has not yet Let’s get started? Professor Alonso probably wouldn’t teach you how to fry snails right away, that’s too dangerous…”

On the way back to the castle, the three of them felt that their ears were hit by double words, and this kind of shock was in two different styles from that taught by Binns. Mario couldn't tell which one was more unacceptable.Fortunately, Thomas is the kind of person who can make people happy just by smiling, which is a big plus for him.

Anyway, this time I finally recognized all the people in the Deutsche Club.

It's just that the last one is really impressive...

The author has something to say: *The text is halfway through!The basic characters have also appeared, and after this chapter, we will officially enter the main plot~