A Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 64: Quidditch Final

Hufflepuff and Gryffindor were there.

Both sides have not won the cup for a long time. Whoever wins will make history, and whoever loses will be nailed to the pillar of shame.

Even if the relationship between Hufflepuff and Gryffindor was good in the past, this time, they will not be harmonious.

Fortunately, both sides are on the verge of restraint and have not yet fought, but there are obviously more students who support Hufflepuff.

Slytherin would rather let the Badgers win the Quidditch Cup than see the Grand Scores win.

Ravenclaw students don’t care, any college supports them.

Marietta, for example, is a clear supporter of Gryffindor.

Her character makes her slightly like those boys who are pushy. As for the obscure Hufflepuffs, forget it.

Not her kind.

Of course Qiu is supporting Hufflepuff, who made Cedric at Hufflepuff Academy? She and Gryffindor students are not too familiar with each other.

So she wore a hat on her head with a little badger on it.

As for William, he was a little embarrassed.

Whether it is Hufflepuff or Gryffindor, this is a question worth considering.

Which is safer, to endure Cedric’s incessant psychic attacks, or to be attacked by the twins’ endless mischief?

William is really a man.

In order not to offend both sides, he had to prepare with both hands and carry the badges of two academies at the same time!

At nine in the morning, everyone started moving towards the Quidditch pitch.

Three-fifths of the crowd wore pale-yellow chrysanthemums and waved yellow flags with Hufflepuff badgers on them, or small flags with slogans such as “Hufflepuff Success!”

Behind Gryffindor’s goal were two hundred men wearing red roses, Gryffindor lions, roaring on their flags.

Professor McGonagall stood beside the commentary with a huge lion dancing in his hands, looking particularly excited.

“The Gryffindor team is here!” Lee Jordan yelled.

As he said before, he applied for a commentator.

“This Gryffindor team is the three Weasley brothers, Johnson, Spinnett, Neymar and Wood.”

“Although the Weasley twins and Angelina Johnson are fresh blood in the second grade, there is no doubt that they are both talented players!”

Lee Jordan introduced the Gryffindor players as familiarly.

He held the microphone and roared: “This Gryffindor team is recognized as the golden generation, and it is also the best team at Hogwarts in recent years…”

The Slytherin students were the first to “appeal”, and they expressed their dissatisfaction. After all, it was their college that won the most Quidditch Cups in recent years.

“Here comes the Hufflepuffs, led by Captain Truman.

He seemed to have taken a potion for heightening, he was a head taller than last year, and his body became stronger, as if he wanted to win with strength rather than technique. ”

“Of course they have a new Seeker, Cedric Diggory.”

Cedric blushed.

But Li Jordan didn’t say anything good, he said loudly, “Although Cedric is a friend, I have to say here that you are far from Charlie!”

Li’s comments were drowned out by the boos from the other three schools, and many students gave him their middle fingers.

William shook his head. If nothing else, Li Jordan still has a good mentality.

The game has not yet started, and the psychological tactics have been arranged.

“Captains, shake hands!” said the Hoochie.

Charlie and Truman walked towards each other, holding each other’s hands tightly.

Both sides were flushed, as if they wanted to pinch each other’s fingers, and the air was filled with anxiety.

The game was about to start, but William noticed a strange thing.

Headmaster Dumbledore was not there, neither were Snape nor Professor Tywin… either.

This situation is a little strange.

It could happen that Slytherin didn’t make the finals and Snape missed the game because of it.

But Professor Tywin never misses a Quidditch match. Like Professor McGonagall, he was an avid Quidditch enthusiast.

The same problem, today is the final, and Dumbledore is more likely to be absent.

But this is what happened.

Where have they gone?

William touched his pocket, and found that he forgot to bring the Marauder’s map… But now!

“What’s the matter, William?” Hagrid put down his telescope, wondering.

Hagrid and William were sitting in the Ravenclaw auditorium together. He occupied three positions by himself. He was afraid of blocking the sight of the little wizard behind him, and they all sat in the last row.

You need binoculars to see what’s going on on the field.

“I found that Headmaster Dumbledore wasn’t there.” William said loudly.

There were boos all around, and the voices could only be heard by shouting loudly.

“It’s a little strange, he’s usually not late.” Hagrid looked around and did not find Dumbledore.

“Maybe I’m late for something, don’t worry.”

Hagrid said happily, then took a handful of walnuts from his pocket.

The rock skin cakes made by Hagrid are like bricks that can be used to fight, but his fried walnuts are a must.

Hagrid was wearing a white film glove, and when he squeezed it lightly, the large walnut was turned into two petals, and he handed it to William.

“Thank you, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Hagrid.” William was not bothered, he took the walnuts, and watched the game earnestly while eating snacks.

Qiu is even more dedicated. She is preparing to join the Ravenclaw Quidditch team in her second year. Now the two teams in the final will be her competitors.

“Ah, he-he-he-they set off!” Lee Jordan screamed with an orgasm.

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“Now the Quaffle is on Gryffindor’s side, and Gryffindor’s Alia Spinnet dribbles the ball straight to Hufflepuff’s goal.

She made a breakthrough with the ball and passed two people in a row… Amazing starting speed, looks good, Arya!

Ah, no—Quaffle intercepted by Warrington, Hufflepuff’s Warrington, on the field—wow!

He wants to step back and hit a foul, despicable!

Oh, a nice Bludger by George Weasley.

George, you are a **** genius. As long as you can win the championship, I will wash your socks this month! ”

Professor McGonagall said loudly, “Lee Jordan, competition!”

“Oh, sorry professor – Warrington lost the Quaffle, was stolen by Angelina Johnson, beautiful steal, definitely the top ten **** of the day, for sure!

Quaffle is on Gryffindor’s side again.

What, Angelina’s fast break with the ball?

So quick, Angelina, girl rush, rush, rush, rush—beside Cadwallad with a nice pause—rush.

Angelina, she’s going to cum, cum, ah, she’s cum! ”

Li Jordan patted the table, and a loud noise came from the microphone.

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