A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

Knox nodded quickly and unfolded the scroll with a magic wand decorated as a devil's triangular fork. Then he put the triangular fork against his throat and announced the rules of the game in a "loud voice".

"Quidditch Halloween special event, the rules are as follows."

"a, regardless of grade, no limit on contestants. Whether you are a regular Quidditch player or a first-year freshman who is interested in flying, you can participate.

a.1, All contestants must bring their own flying brooms, and magic carpets and other flying props are not allowed to participate."

After hearing this, Daphne showed a sly smile on her face. She stared at Roger dressed as a vampire and smiled: "Hehe, the supplementary rules seem to be set up specifically for you."

"I hate brooms!" Roger puffed up his mouth and hit Daphne's butt with his palm through the white gloves to retaliate for her wanton laughter.

On the commentary desk, Knox's eyes flashed with desire. According to the description of the rules, he can also leave the commentary desk and enter the stadium?

As a student obsessed with Quidditch, being able to ride a broom and fly freely on the court is his dream.

Unfortunately, his talent in Quidditch is really not worth mentioning. He can only settle for the second best and choose to become a Quidditch commentator.

But it doesn't matter, he vowed to learn and grow from Hogwarts, and eventually become the best and most famous Quidditch commentator in the world!

"b. Each college can send contestants freely, but the number of people present in the same college at the same time shall not exceed 10."

"Forty people! Oh, that will be lively!"

"I can already imagine that the sky will be a mess later."

There were bursts of exclamations and discussions at the scene, and the enthusiasm of the students was completely ignited, and they looked forward to this unique Halloween Quidditch game more and more.

"c. After the game starts, pumpkin heads will randomly fall from the sky. Contestants need to catch them and put them into... their own college's goal."

"Hmm..." Knox carefully checked the rules to make sure he was not dazzled, "Yes, it's our own goal, not the opponent's."

"Look, the goal in the sky is moving!"

"And pumpkins are really falling from the sky!"

"It looks easy, I can hold two pumpkins by myself."

The six goals on the court soon became four, and they spread out and were evenly distributed in the four directions of the court. The Dementor decorations on the goals also changed to the colors of the four colleges accordingly.

"c.1, real pumpkin heads represent 10 points, and fake pumpkins will explode. Contestants affected by the explosion will be eliminated."

"d. The entire game will last until 12:00 midnight tonight, or until all contestants are eliminated. The college with the highest score wins."

"e. Magic is not allowed during the game. Everything depends on the control skills of the flying broom and the courage and wisdom of the driver."

As soon as the rules were announced, the whole court immediately set off a heated discussion. Students from various colleges gathered together to study the possible loopholes in the rules and discuss the candidates and strategies for the battle.

"Wait, doesn't this mean that the more students in the college, the greater the chance of winning?" A Hufflepuff student suddenly realized, "Our college has the most students, doesn't it have the advantage?"

"Alas, poor Ravenclaws, their numbers are not even as good as Slytherin." Another student said sympathetically.

"Not necessarily, you overlooked a key point." The Ravenclaw student next to him retorted, "The rules clearly state that there are pumpkin bombs in those pumpkin heads. If they explode, the people around them will definitely be affected."

"That's right, we can not compete in the early stage and retain our strength. When the pumpkin bombs are consumed, or clues are found..."

On the Slytherin side, Snape encouraged everyone (more like a threat) with his iconic, stiff words to win. If they lose to Gryffindor, he doesn't mind all the students swimming back to the castle from the Black Lake.

After listening to Draco, he whispered a few words with other players, and suddenly turned around and suggested: "Rogge, if you don't mind, you go first?"

"Ah? Why?" Rogge looked confused and took out the flying broom that had been idle for a long time from his pocket, "My flying skills are well-known to be 'outstanding', are you sure?"

Daphne couldn't help laughing when she heard Rogge's boast. She covered her mouth with one hand and quickly protected her butt with the other hand, fearing that Rogge would tease her in public again.

"Yes, we all think it's best to let you go first." Draco nodded and gave him a thumbs up to show his approval.

"Let me be a death squad? Cannon fodder?" Rogge quickly realized that these guys had no good intentions and let him go to the mine.

He turned his head and looked at the pumpkin ghost heads floating in the sky, and his expression became hesitant. According to the rules, these pumpkin heads are real and fake, but it is difficult to distinguish them visually.

If it is real, you can score by picking it up and throwing it back to your own goal. But if it is fake, once the pumpkin explodes in the hand, it means that the holder will definitely be eliminated.

If the strongest official players are really sent to the field, they will easily be wiped out by the pumpkin bomb. For the victory of the school, it is obvious that someone needs to go up first to explore the way and find out the rules to distinguish between real and fake pumpkin heads.

In the entire Slytherin school, Roger's flying broom skills are mediocre, but his magic talent is extraordinary. Everyone wants him to go up first, just to find the loophole of the pumpkin bomb.

Draco put his hands together, made a pious prayer, and pleaded with Roger: "We don't want to swim back from the Black Lake, it's too embarrassing!"

"Rog, please!" Others also started to make a noise.

"Our dear shadow prefect, for the glory of Slytherin."

"Sleeping Dragon, for our victory..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Roger waved his hands quickly, asking them to stop their disgusting requests: "Okay, okay, for the victory of the school, if I don't go, who will go!"

His eyes shone with a tragic courage of facing death, but his expression was as firm as a rock, which made the witches present admire him and moved to tears.

mua~

The witch next to him couldn't help but rush over and print a "farewell" kiss on his cheek.

Daphne couldn't help muttering a few words when she saw this scene. She rushed over and kissed Roger on the face a few times like swearing an oath of territory, leaving a few dazzling lipstick marks.

Roger touched the red mark on his cheek and carefully recalled the rules of the game announced by Knox.

"No magic allowed..." He muttered to himself, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to his mind, "Where is my bat."

He found the bat from the traceless expansion pack, squeezed it hard, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Hehe, use this to hit the pumpkin head in, and it will count as a score."

Dinglingling... The bell of the game suddenly sounded above the court, and this unique Halloween Quidditch game kicked off. Players from the four colleges rushed onto the court one after another, and the audience cheered and cheered.

"Look, Hufflepuff sent out 10 people at once, and so did Ravenclaw and Gryffindor... What, why does Slytherin only have one player?" The commentator Knox's tone was full of surprise.

"That's right, it's just me." Roger turned around and rolled his eyes at the Slytherin audience, then rushed into the court with a bat in one hand and a flying broom in the other.

"These shameless guys only let me be the "suicide squad". In their eyes, do first-year snakes have better flying broom skills than me?" He felt a strong backstab, pain! It hurts so much!

Knox noticed the bat in his hand and immediately introduced: "Two years ago, Roger served as a temporary batsman for the Hogwarts school team. He used powerful bludgers to knock Ugandan Wagadu players off their flying brooms one by one."

"Oh my god, is Senior Roger so violent? He looks so handsome and handsome, not rude at all..."

"Hehe, that's just an appearance. In fact, Roger's strength is amazing and he can subdue a dragon."

"Dragon? Is he still a wizard?"

"Of course he is a wizard! Don't you know I heard that Roger used a lot of self-developed potions to strengthen his physique. Otherwise, how could he have the nickname of Hogwarts Sleeping Dragon. "

"No." Susan, who was in the same grade as Roger, corrected, "The nickname of Sleeping Dragon came from when he first entered school. That day, he fell asleep directly during the sorting ceremony. "

"Also, his appetite is amazing. The house elves in the castle know that he can swallow a dragon into his stomach..."

The discussion in the audience became more and more outrageous, and some people even claimed that they saw Roger throwing Hagrid into the Black Lake as a doll.

As the subject of discussion, Roger quickly passed by the pumpkin heads around him. He did not rashly take them into his arms or hit them with the bat in his hand.

Because he was not sure whether the pumpkin bomb would explode instantly or with a delay after being hit.

"Look, Ron from Gryffindor has already taken action!" Knox explained loudly, "He's lucky, the first two pumpkin heads he got were real."

Ron was seen holding the huge pumpkin head with his arms around his body, and using his chin to hold it to prevent it from falling. His teammates also quickly came over to form a human wall to protect him.

"Someone went up to intercept, it was Anthony and Terry from Ravenclaw." Knox changed his voice and explained with professional knowledge: "They used the common pincer attack tactics in Quidditch games, using their bodies to collide and oppress Ron, forcing him to give up the safe pumpkin in his hand."

"Oh no, the pumpkin head next to it is fake, and they touched it!" Knox exclaimed.

Ha...hahahaha...

A burst of shrill laughter came, and Roger's eyes were involuntarily locked on the laughing pumpkin bomb.

Its hideous triangular eyes flashed with dangerous red light, and its big mouth full of sharp teeth grinned hideously at the back of its head.

Before the people around could react, the fake pumpkin began to shrink and lose water rapidly, like a dried apple. It swung and shook wildly in the air, and finally exploded with a "bang"!

The highly concentrated orange-yellow flesh scattered like mud spots, shooting in all directions without leaving any dead corners.

The students around it were immediately stained with the mud, and funny and exaggerated pumpkin faces appeared on their heads.

"It seems that there is no special pattern." Rogge frowned and quickly scanned the pumpkins around him.

From the explosion just now, there was only a half-second interval between the activation and the explosion of the pumpkin bomb. With his strength and speed, he could take action in a very short time and knock it away.

Rogge acted quickly without any worries, testing and preparing to knock the pumpkin bomb away.

At the same time, Weasley, who had escaped the explosion range by chance, rushed back to the goal and put the pumpkin head into the big mouth of the Dementor.

"Gryffindor gets 20 points!"

"Slytherin's Roger seems to be unlucky. The first pumpkin he encountered is a bomb. Oh, he hit it with a bat." Knox exclaimed, "Its flying direction... is Gryffindor's side. Oh my God, Angelina and Neville just came on the court."

Bang! There was a loud bang, and the pumpkin exploded happily in the air. The Gryffindor team lost 4 people in an instant, and even Hufflepuff had 2 players suffer.

"Slytherin gets 30 points."

Draco shouted loudly: "Rog, did you find the pattern?"

"No, it seems to be all luck. Or like me, hit the fake pumpkin out."

"Be careful!"

Rog felt a cool breeze blowing behind his head. Looking back, it turned out that the Weasley twins also had bats.

They were lucky and found the fake pumpkin directly. The two pumpkins laughed and shrank and flew towards him.

Roger immediately raised his broom handle and flew into the sky with all his strength. Behind him, two explosions sounded in succession, and six Ravenclaw players were unfortunately affected.

"Oh, almost." George and Fred looked at each other, and then quickly dispersed, each hitting other pumpkin heads.

"Goyle, Crabbe, you guys go!" Draco made a prompt decision and immediately organized the batsmen to cooperate with Roger to fight against Gryffindor's attack.

"Hufflepuff scored 60 points, Gryffindor scored 50 points..." Knox explained the latest score while excitedly describing the fierce battle between the two sides.

At the same time, Roger threw the two real pumpkin heads back to his own goal, and then aimed his bat at the Weasley twins.

"Art is explosion!" He laughed and hit back the pumpkin bomb that was also laughing.

How could he hold a grudge? He always took revenge on the spot.

The pumpkin bomb flew away with a wild laugh, and its body became smaller and more wrinkled. Finally, it exploded violently not far from the twins.

"Ron and George were eliminated... But Fred also launched a counterattack. How come everyone in Gryffindor has a bat?"

Fred glanced at the fruit puree that passed by him with lingering fear, then raised the bat in his hand and shouted: "Eliminate Slytherin's Roger first!"

In an instant, pumpkin heads that were difficult to distinguish between real and fake came towards Roger from all directions. Some of them were laughing wildly, some were silent, and some had already exploded...

Rog wanted to lower his flying altitude and use obstacles on the ground to avoid these dangerous fruit puree bullets.

But he didn't expect that the dense spider webs below were not decorations. They had amazing stickiness and could stick to anything they touched.

Without any other choice, he had to continue to rise into the sky. At the same time, the whole person was tightly attached to the broom, trying to reduce the exposed body area, and struggling to dodge the dense pumpkin bombs.

Just then, a real pumpkin flew towards him. Roger glanced at it and didn't take the threatening pumpkin head seriously.

As luck would have it, the pumpkin head that fell from the sky met it unexpectedly, and the two collided with each other as if they had telepathy.

And it was fake, it was a pumpkin bomb!

After being hit by the previous pumpkin head, the pumpkin bomb flew directly onto Rogge's shoulder. In a flash, Rogge threw it out desperately.

The pumpkin bomb shrank and danced, laughing at Rogge who had nowhere to escape with a shrill laugh.

"I hate AOE (range damage)!"

Bang!

The yellow fruit mud rushed in his eyes, with a beauty like a cesspool explosion.

Rogge hurriedly covered his head with clothes, only to feel that his whole body was hit by countless mud spots.

"Oh, what a misfortune~ Slytherin's Roger was eliminated by the pumpkin bomb that fell from the sky." Knox sighed with regret, and then summarized the current score situation, "Currently Ravenclaw leads with 310 points, followed closely by Hufflepuff with 270 points."

"Slytherin ranks third with 190 points, and Gryffindor only got 110 points because no one collected the pumpkin heads just now."

"But Slytherin has sent out a full lineup of 10 people, and Gryffindor's star seeker Harry Potter has also joined the battle."

...

The court behind him was chaotic and happy, with the laughter and explosion of pumpkin bombs from time to time.

Staring at the pumpkin's ghost face, Roger shook his head helplessly. He took out his wand and waved it at his clothes, muttering "clean and fresh", and cleaned up the clothes splashed with yellow mud spots.

"I'll go back and take a shower, come on." Roger waved to the others, "I hope I don't swim back from the Black Lake."

Before leaving the court, he looked back at the situation on the court. Unfortunately, several students were knocked off their brooms by Pumpkinhead and stuck in spider webs, unable to move; Harry was lucky, relying on his high speed to move around the edge of the field and secretly put pumpkins towards the goal.

"Harry, where are you going!" Draco shouted, and swung his broom to hit Pumpkinhead at the opponent.

Roger smiled, and then hurriedly left Hogwarts under the pretext of taking a shower, and flew to the magic airship of the Shetland Islands.