A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

"Counterattack!" Marcus roared, rushing forward to break the wind for Roger.

"Hogwarts launched a new round of attack, also throwing away the opponent and facing the goal..." Jordan's voice was trembling, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the burly Amin in the sky.

She is not very fast, but she uses the Bludger's ability to attack nearby enemies, keeping them around and ready to support her teammates at any time.

Hogwarts' broomsticks, the players' technical and tactical coordination are much better than theirs. But as long as the corresponding people are eliminated, and even the substitutes are kicked off the field, victory will naturally be within easy reach.

boom!

Amin's bat hit the Bludger hard, as if it hit people's hearts. Everyone held their breath and looked at Roger worriedly.

Montague caught it this time, but seemed to miss it again. Because his bat was knocked away, but the direction of the Bludger didn't change.

Roger didn't dare to be careless and passed the ball directly to Angelina behind him. He quickly picked up the broom and ducked to the side. The Bludger was like a cannonball, passing him by and hitting the ground hard, making a big crater.

This scene had everyone cheering for Roger's wit and agility, while also being shocked by Amin's strength and threat.

Immediately afterwards, the Bludger suddenly bounced up and chased Roger. He glanced at Meng Tai as he left the field, and reluctantly diverted the Bludger away.

Amin lowered his broom and quickly attracted another Bludger, preparing to repeat the same trick. Just as she raised her arms, her teammate suddenly shouted: "Amin, that little Chaser!"

At this time, Harry Potter was within a stone's throw of the Golden Snitch. With his extended hand, he could feel the air flow caused by the Golden Snitch's wings.

Jordan deliberately did not explain Harry's actions, thinking that it would allow Harry to end the game directly. However, the Ouagadu team's Chasers were hot on Harry's heels.

A Ming nodded, his thick arms drawing a strong arc in the air. The butt of the bat hit the Bludger, changing its direction and hitting Harry.

"Marcus scored, the score is now 20:0." Jordan shouted, but everyone's attention was focused on Harry.

In a tense atmosphere, Harry Potter faced a powerful attack from Amin. He had to make an immediate decision: Should he bear the blow for the Golden Snitch, or should he temporarily avoid it and search for the Golden Snitch again?

Everyone's hearts were in their throats. The outcome of this game might be decided in an instant.

The speed of the Bludger was much faster than Harry expected, and he had to turn sharply to avoid the iron egg passing by the tip of his nose.

boom!

Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, a louder crash came. Everyone knows it's the sound of a bat hitting a Bludger. However, there was something wrong with the direction the sound came from.

Everyone quickly looked at A Ming. She was sitting on a thin broomstick with a little surprise on her face. An iron Bludger with a diameter of ten inches was hitting her face.

She quickly raised her bat and knocked the Bludger away. Feeling the power from the bat, the expression on his face couldn't help but become serious.

"Rogg? It's Rogge?!" A surprised voice came from the audience.

They were more surprised to see Rogue appear at the Quidditch game than to see Voldemort resurrected before their eyes.

Rogge put the bat on his shoulder and stared at Amin. He shouted in a light tone: "Harry, don't catch the Golden Snitch so fast."

"I want to play some more." A bright smile appeared on his face, and his words were full of teasing and confidence.

Originally, he wanted to follow Mrs. Huo Qi's request and use an ash stick to delay the others' time. But seeing Malfoy's injury, he decided to teach the opponent a lesson with a maple bat and slowly knocked out each of their players with Bludgers.

He looked around and then shouted: "Now, we are going to change our strategy. Roger, you and Marcus control the tempo of the game. Let me pass the ball smoothly and don't end it so quickly."

Roger of Ravenclaw nodded, but there was a hint of worry on his face: "Would it be bad? If I play too much..."

"As long as the score difference is within 200 points and Harry fails to catch the Golden Snitch, the game will not end. We just passed the ball. Which rule did we violate?" Rogge replied calmly, with a sneer on his lips: "Yes. What's wrong? Or, you can't even pass the ball?"

Feeling the cold look in his eyes, Roger stopped arguing. He obediently returned to Marcus and played a passing game with them.

The speed and flexibility of Nimbus 2001 are several miles ahead of Comet 260. What they do is play with each other by passing the ball.

As for the relationship between Hogwarts and Ouagadu, the two magic schools, Rogge didn't care. If Babajide has any objections, he can go to Dumbledore. Alternatively, he could report it to the Quidditch Federation.

After all, the magical world is still a world of legal systems. In this game, all he wanted to do was avenge Malfoy.

"What's your name? I've never seen you on the Hogwarts team before." Amin narrowed his eyes and stared at Rogge.

Rogge smiled and said: "I'm just a substitute player. It's normal if you haven't seen me. As for the name, is it important?"

A Ming felt the other party's contempt and arrogance, and anger slowly rose in his heart. She gripped the bat tightly, the veins on the back of her hands showing.

"Just know that I'm the batter who knocked you out."

A Ming's anger gradually rose, and she couldn't bear it anymore. She pointed the bat at Rogge and showed a slightly cruel smile: "Really? Then I'll wait!"

As a substitute who came in midway, Rogge had not practiced formation coordination with other players at all. He can only return to the basics of a batter: knocking Bludgers away and protecting our players.

In contrast, A Ming is obviously more familiar with the position of the Bludger than Rogge. She swung the bat hard and swung it into the iron ball. There was only one thought in her mind, to knock this arrogant substitute player off the field.

boom!

Instead of looking for the Chasers who were teasing her teammates, Iron Ball went straight to Rogge's face. It carries an unstoppable rage and wants to smash that contemptuous face to pieces!

Shouts of fear came from the audience, and Daphne and Hermione stared at Roger nervously.

However, Rogge was undeterred and faced the Bludger. The maple bat in his hand was swung out quickly and accurately, hitting it at a precise angle.

The huge force from the iron ball caused the bat to deform, which showed how angry Amin was. The Bludger flew out of a beautiful arc under the influence of the bat and rushed into the sky.

Rogge smiled and said calmly to A Ming: "Little girl, you haven't eaten!"

He placed his palms on his eye sockets and looked at the disappearing bludger in the sky, as if admiring a beautiful painting. He praised: "Not bad, a home run."

Since the Hogwarts Chasers were no longer attacking, Ouagadu's Keeper could only sit idle in front of the ring. Whenever he looked at his teammates, he could only see them being tossed around by the Hogwarts Chasers.

Marcus and the others used various fancy moves to pass the ball, forehand, backhand, above the head, behind the back... they took turns showing it. To viewers who don't understand the situation, it seems like this is a passing exhibition game.

They even deliberately showed flaws to make Ouagadu's players think they had seized the opportunity. However, when they scramble for it, the Hogwarts Chasers are always able to skillfully pass the ball to their teammates, leaving their opponents with no success.

In the eyes of the audience, these chasers are like monkeys, flying around on broomsticks in the sky, but they can't even touch the shadow of the Quaffle.