Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18

Quidditch had suddenly become a little boring, at least to Harry.

Although beating children is a very happy thing, the most fascinating thing about competitive confrontation is the thrill of adrenaline rush during intense confrontation.

The true meaning of participating in the competition is the ability to settle the mind and body and enjoy the joy.

"You are too weak."

Like an emperor, Harry sat on the main seat, while the Quidditch teams of the four colleges sat below.

"Quidditch without any confrontation is too boring. You guys let me down. What's the need for a game that can't please me?"

In the eight Saturdays since Halloween, the Hufflepuffs, led by Harry, have completed an unprecedented streak of clean sheets over everyone in the other three houses.

"I'm in a bad mood now to think that such a boring game will accompany me through seven years of school life."

The people who were pointed at their noses and cursed were silent. In the face of absolute power, any sophistry seemed extremely powerless. For the other three academies, this year was a shameful year for them, and such shame is likely to last forever. Continues until Harry graduates and leaves Hogwarts.

It's not that they haven't thought about resisting. Ravenclaw chose to join forces with Gryffindor after being blasted. One side has endless strategies and tactics, and the other side is the team with the strongest skills and the most solid foundation, but even such a strong team Lianhe was still killed by Harry until his sanity collapsed.

The three Chaser girls in Gryffindor cried like rain after the game. It's not that they haven't touched the ball, but they are often taken away by someone who roughly inserted it within a few seconds after touching the ball. Beloved, their sprinting speed is nothing more than Harry's normal speed for walking and cruising. His strong body and amazing dynamic vision allow him to maintain the speed of Nimbus 2000 at 270 kilometers per hour and deftly play with the broom. The so-called deceleration.

"Why are you all silent? I have won you several times. Could it be that because of these few small failures, your belief in wanting to win and defeat me has collapsed and disappeared?"

"I'm indeed stronger than you, and I'm more talented than you, but that doesn't mean I can't be challenged!"

Harry, who hated iron and steel, glared at the group of guys who lowered their heads and pretended to be salted fish.

"Where is the fighting spirit of Gryffindor? Where is the pride of Slytherin? Where is the wisdom of Ravenclaw?"

"Why don't you just call it the Academy of Rubbing the Little Milk Cat, the Academy of a Dead Snake Without Bones, and the Academy of Disabled Trolls with Crooked Mouth and Slanting Eyes!"

There were some thin, unrestrained snorts, and Harry turned his head sharply to stare at the Hufflepuff team.

"Are you still smiling?"

"Do you know what war logistics is? Let me tell you! The so-called logistics force means that after completing the same training as other troops, they will find time to prepare the logistics support of the entire army!"

"Do you think the logistics soldiers are a bunch of useless idiots who only cook and eat secretly?"

"Let me tell you! In the army, the ones hidden in the cooking squads that look ordinary at first glance are all dragons lying down, and what about you!"

"I killed them all, but even one of you can keep up with me! You can't even complete the most basic cooperation with me!"

"Did I miss the four months of training and didn't practice with you? Or do you think you have a thigh that can take you flying, so you don't care what you are like?"

"Yeah, when I was here, Hufflepuff was able to win the championship every year, but I will graduate sooner or later! And what about the Hufflepuff after that?"

"Another eleven years or more of isolation from the champion? If you pin your so-called hopes on someone, then this group can be said to be finished! Do you know?! It's finished!"

"Let's say you look down on the most, the Slytherin you look down on the most!"

"We all know they like to play black hand fouls, this is a low-handed tactic! But it is undeniable that they won! Winning for seven years in a row!"

"And has anyone in Slytherin ever produced someone as capable of one-man domination as I am?"

"No!"

"What do they rely on? It's unity, it's fucking unity! Even if it's a black hand, a group of people will hold together! Then beat you idiots who like to fly solo into big idiots who like to fly on the ground!"

There was a burst of muffled laughter, and the ugly face of Slytherin's captain Marcus squeezed into an old chrysanthemum.

"Laughing, laughing! Haven't gotten enough of me, Marcus?"

Harry, who grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up, put his knees on his stomach. The severe pain of the liver attack caused the gorilla to fall to the ground in an instant, sweating profusely from the pain.

After the Halloween game, Marcus brought a group of thugs to trouble Harry. Unfortunately, they were beaten by Harry and sent to the school hospital. It's a bluff, but they haven't systematically trained their ability to resist blows. They can't even catch Harry's punch.

"The low-level methods are always invisible. If I have the ability to crush you head-on, why should I sneak up on the sneak attack?"

"Don't tell me this is your so-called special operations. All the tactics in the world can be summed up in one sentence!"

"That's bullying!"

"Weak people who have no strength and no self-confidence will choose such indecent means. Shady things can never be put on the table. You who are complacent about this will never stand at the highest point."

"Okay, I've stopped scolding, and I've calmed down. I'll stop talking nonsense, and I'll just talk about the business."

Marcus, who was thrown on the seat, shrank back. He was obviously a head taller than Harry, but the feeling of being killed like a chicken made him dare not have any rash thoughts. Marcus' IQ Although it is a bit low, it is still understandable to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

"Professor Grindelwald is right. There are not many elites in Hogwarts, and they are outstanding, just like Charlie Weasley last year."

"But the Hogwarts team is just a group of twisting maggots, a mess of loose sand, and loose sand that can fight among themselves!"

"Only by twisting your strength into one rope can you really exert the strength of the team. Although you can't beat me one-on-one, no matter whether it is on or off the field, if you can learn to work together and work hard to improve your individual strength The strength, the way against me is not non-existent."

"The combination of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw has already proved this point. Those three girls have been able to get the ball. Although they are still unable to fight back because of their rubbish and lack of strength, this has already It's off to a good start."

"I like Quidditch, and I want to enjoy the Quidditch game, even though we are opponents! But I still hope that you can surpass the past and become opponents worthy of my fight."

"I am going to set up an organization. I will personally train each of you. No matter which college you are from, I will seriously help you improve your strength."

"Think of it as raising tigers. I hope to raise a group of fierce tigers to roar with me on the field, or even on a bigger battlefield!"

"Whoever wants to be a member of the battle group, a member of the Astartes monks, come out!"

Harry bared his snow-white fangs. It was Quidditch, but was it all Quidditch?

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Brothers, I sent it!

The follow-up is only 560, the second round of recommendation is probably missed, the fan is too much, I thought before the sub-list 12 main list 45 can pass, I didn’t expect to send it, if I don’t receive the promotion at 6:00 p.m. , it should be ready to be put on the shelves, and then it will be boiled and boiled, maybe it will be a high-quality product before it will have a bright future (but this is a dream).

I disappointed everyone and failed to produce good results, but this book will still be finished safely.

Now that this is the case, let’s face the reality. After it’s on the shelves, I’ll try to be as stable as possible. I’m writing a book part-time. I’m sure I don’t have as much time as a full-time job before. Hours, this is almost all free time, please forgive me.

Taking advantage of the fact that it is still on the new book list and there are still two days to recommend it, I will try my best to write more. A little exposure is better than a rush after it hits the shelves.

I won't say anything else, I quietly skipped work to fish for code words.