themonasnovels Chapter 259 Come, one more curse?
Chapter 259 Come, one more curse?
Chapter 259 Come, one more curse?
William, Hermione, Anne, Cedric and Cho left the castle on Saturday morning.
They were going to visit Hagrid.
But passing by the Quidditch pitch, the five separated, and Anne put her arm around Hermione and dragged her to the pitch.
The two were holding hands, but they didn't know it, they thought they were as close as sisters.
In fact, during the summer vacation, they did not know how many times they quarreled.
So, the girl is really a strange creature, and the relationship is just like that, holding hands when walking on the road.
Going to the toilet has to be in groups, as if afraid of little monsters.
It's really girls' confusing behavior!
When did you see boys holding hands while going to the toilet... Tsk tsk, William couldn't even imagine that scene, it was too exciting.
"Why are they two going?" Cho asked across a meadow, "Aren't you going to see Hagrid?"
"They went to watch Gryffindor's training first. Wood started special training early in the morning. Annie took Hermione to check everyone's strength. She wants to join the team in a few years."
"Ha, Annie is also joining the team?"
William nodded. "During the summer vacation, I bought two Nimbus 2001s for Annie and Hermione. Annie's studies are pretty good."
"How is the performance of Nimbus 2001?" Qiu asked concerned.
"The fastest speed is a bit faster than the Nimbus 2000, but the start-up time of the two sides is similar. Generally speaking, it is still within the acceptable range." Cedric explained.
"I have all kinds of statistics of Light Wheel 2001 there. When I go back, I will show you."
They played 5v5 battles during the summer vacation, and specially tested the various performances of Nimbus 2001.
Qiu nodded, and asked again, "Has Gryffindor trained so early this year?"
"Yeah, they are holding back their energy and want to win the Quidditch Cup." William laughed.
"Especially Lockhart gave the Golden Prisoner Award to Professor McGonagall. She reprimanded Wood for half an hour in the office and gave him a death order, telling him to win the championship."
"Students from other colleges are all stumbling blocks on our way to defend the championship." Qiu raised his chin.
"Can you develop Anne into our spy and find out about their tactics?" She came up with another bad idea.
"Don't even think about it, Annie still used our tactics in the morning." William laughed.
"If Anne is allowed to be a spy, she will definitely have a double agent. If she can defeat Ravenclaw, she will have a sense of accomplishment."
"This is troublesome. It seems that our biggest enemy will be Gryffindor. As for the others... they are all rotten fish and shrimps, so there is nothing to worry about."
"Hey, you two are going too far." Cedric dissatisfied: "Just pretend I don't exist, right? Hufflepuff has made it to the finals three times and is the favorite to win the championship. What kind of rotten fish is Gryffindor? shrimp!"
Both William and Qiu laughed.
"Our Gryffindor is the favorite to win the championship this year, which is different from Hufflepuff!"
In the locker room of the Quidditch field, Wood waved a towel and cheered everyone up loudly.
But no one listened to him, they were all in a drowsy state, they came at four o'clock in the morning, and now they are very sleepy.
George had puffy eye circles, his hair was disheveled, and he was asleep with his head down.
Snoring, teeth grinding, sleep talking...he has them all!
I have to say with emotion: Gryffindor has ventriloquists.
Fred was even more extreme, his head was hanging on Angelina's shoulders, still a little bit, trying desperately to move down, I don't know if it was intentional or not.
Angelina had a smile on her face, but there was a murderous look in her eyes, she was ready to explode at any time and slap Fred, so that he, a stinky rascal, would wake up.
Harry slept the most soundly, with his head on the broom of Nimbus 1700, but he didn't seem to have eaten in the morning, and kept biting the wood, making creaking noises.
"Okay, guys, let's start training and test out the new tactics I just told you about!"
Wood woke up everyone, took everyone out of the locker room, and entered the arena.
"Come out." Annie said loudly after entering the Quidditch arena.
The two walked towards the audience stand, where Ron and Colin were already there.
Colin Creevey is also a little wizard in the first year of Gryffindor. He is also an avid fan of Harry. He is holding up the camera and taking pictures one after another.
Ron sat alone in the chair and didn't seem to like him very much.
"Why are you starting now?" Hermione asked suspiciously. "Didn't Wood say yesterday that he would take the Gryffindor team to see Hogwarts at four o'clock in the morning?"
"Who knows what's going on?" Ron yawned.
"I suspect that Wood took Harry and the others and slept in the locker room all morning."
These words are purely slandering Wood, Harry and the others did sleep all morning, but Wood didn't sleep, he was always in a state of excitement.
Gryffindors began to warm up, but within a few minutes, the Slytherins showed up.
"What's going on, why are the Slytherin students here?" Ron said. "It's Malfoy!"
Seeing his enemy, Ron jumped out of the auditorium and ran towards the middle of the arena, followed by Annie and Hermione.
"Flint!" Wood yelled at the Slytherin captain. "It's our training time! We got up early! Get out, please!"
"Oh, Wood." Flint said with a smile, "That's no good. I have a note specially signed by Professor Snape. We need to train new Seekers."
Flint waved a note in his hand deliberately.
"You added a new Seeker?" Wood's attention was diverted, "Where is it?"
Malfoy, with his two little henchmen, flashed from behind the six tall players, a smug smile on his pale pointed face.
"Yes, it's me."
Malfoy stared into Harry's eyes, licked his dry lips, his eyes burning.
at last,
The distance between him and Potter has finally been shortened!
The two were no longer so far away, and Malfoy could exchange ball skills with Potter on the grass.
During the competition, they can also sweat profusely, chasing each other wantonly, and having physical collisions on the broom in a simple way.
Instead of worrying about hurting each other.
Ron obviously thought of this as well, his eyes were gloomy, and he looked at the team uniform on Malfoy with envy.
He wanted to play ball with Harry too!
Flint started showing off the Nimbus 2001 donated by old Malfoy, the seven broomsticks gleaming in the sun.
"Nimulator 1700? Hehe, the goods are eliminated, so you just treat the garbage as a treasure." Malfoy said complacently, "Have you never seen such a valuable thing?"
"At least none of the Gryffindors had to pay to get in," said Hermione tartly. "They got in entirely by merit."
Malfoy's proud face turned red, and he said angrily, "No one asked you, you stinky little mudblood."
After this sentence fell, it was like a depth charge.
Flint had to get in front of Draco to prevent Fred and George from jumping on him and fucking him.
Aliya screamed, "How dare you!"
Wood took off his shoes, trying to smash Malfoy to death.
Ron reached into his robes and drew his wand, and Flint grabbed his hand hastily.
Annie, who was not paying attention, walked around the crowd, walked quickly to Malfoy, and slapped him hard in the face.
She said in a cold voice:
"Come!
One more curse,
give it a try? ! "
Malfoy was stunned and wanted to fight back, but Annie took out her wand one step faster and pointed it at his chest.
There was a spark at the tip of the wand, and the spell could be shot at any moment.
Malfoy backed away in panic, but Annie, out of breath, chased after him and kicked him hard in the stomach.
Malfoy fell to the ground, covering his face with his left hand and his belly with his right hand, choking.
"My father..."
Anne raised her chin, and said tit for tat: "What's wrong with your father, my brother is still William Stark."
"If you dare to let me hear you scolding Hermione, it's not as simple as a slap in the face."
Malfoy was speechless, not knowing what to say.
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(End of this chapter)