Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

"Is this a great ball? Hmmm ... I mean is it possible to kill someone?"

Elena tried to make her tone sound casual, lowering her head slightly, so that Mrs. Huo Qi could not see clearly the curiosity that was moving in her eyes. Although this is only a sports event used by the magic world for entertainment, it shows in it. If the magical extensibility that comes out falls into the hands of people with ulterior motives, it will become particularly terrible.

The most important thing is that, compared with the wizards with uneven monomer strength, with the popularity of the Quidditch movement, the production and enchantment of roaming **** can be said to be one of the few in the magic world that has reached semi-industrial level Magic items.

You know, this is just a ball with automatic enemy search and automatic acceleration. In the original book, it can easily penetrate the thin wooden board or discount Harry's arm with its own magic power. If it is replaced with a flying knife, Bullets, javelins, and even offensive weapons such as embroidery needles are completely different.

"Compared with the large-scale lethal weapons of non-magic forces, the magical world is almost ahead of at least one era in the development of human weapons. Sure enough, it is better to avoid wars and conflicts in the future."

Elena thoughtfully thought of the two struggling roaming **** in the crate thoughtfully.

According to the visual estimate just now, the dive attack of the walking ball is estimated to reach a speed of 100 kilometers per hour, which is almost close to the basic speed of some top football players in the non-magic world.

At least Elena pays if you change to yourself, if you do n’t use the magic to strengthen the body in advance, it may be slightly weaker than Derek ’s counterattack. After all, she is less than eleven years old now, and her physical fitness is not fully developed. At present, Gower and Crabbe, who are still two chubby, are not much better ...

"Huh ?! Is the ball so terrible?"

At this moment, the little Harry on the side also swallowed in fear and turned to look at Mrs. Huo Qi.

"Never at Hogwarts. One or two people had their jaws smashed, that's all. Well, you don't have to worry about these, every game there will be professors watching the game, and I will be in the sky."

Mrs. Huo Qi glanced at the serious little guys all around her face, waved her hand, quickly put the problem to an end, and brought the topic back to the previous introduction of the Quidditch rules.

I saw that she bent down and took the fourth and last ball out of the box. It was roughly the size of a walnut. It was golden and bright, with a pair of silver wings constantly flapping on both sides.

"This," said Mrs. Huo Qi, "The Golden Snitch is the most important of all the balls. The duty of each team to find the player is to go back and forth between the chaser, the batter, the roaming ball and the ghost ball. Shuttle, catch it before the opponent finds the golfer. If the team ’s seeker catches the golden thief, his team can win an extra 150 points, and only when the golden thief is caught At the time, the Quidditch match was considered over. "

"I want to be a golfer. How about you?"

Draco Malfoy raised his eyebrows and touched Harry with his elbow, whispering.

"Me, I ..."

Harry opened his mouth and looked at the friend he had met on the train just after entering school, a look of hesitation appeared on his face. Undoubtedly, according to Mrs. Huo Qi's description, looking for players can be said to be the most important position in a Quidditch team. This kind of role that can become the team's savior, no one does not want to take up.

"Wow! Wait!"

"Oh my god! This, will this not be ?!"

However, before Harry could speak, Ron standing beside them suddenly widened his eyes and exclaimed an exaggerated sound.

At the same time, the Quidditch players from the four academies standing around the field seemed to realize something, and they all took a breath of air and made a stunned sound.

Hearing the exaggerated sounds around him, Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter turned their heads subconsciously, following Ron's gaze towards Mrs. Huo Qi standing in the center of the Quidditch stadium.

I do n’t know when Mrs. Huo Qi has untied the long baggage behind her. A new and beautiful flying broom appears in Mrs. Huo Qi ’s hands, and Ron and Malfoy also told the next moment. Harry's broom's name.

"I'm not dazzled ?! Is this the latest light wheel 2000?"

"Lightwheel 2000! Wow, it's so cool!"

"Mrs. Huo Qi, can I touch your broom?"

Even Harry, who knew nothing about the type of flying broom, had the idea of ​​"this broom is simply amazing" at first glance: the lines are beautiful and shiny, and the mahogany handle looks sharp. The long tail is made of neat, straight branches, and the words "Light Wheel 2000" are printed on the top of the broomstick with gold and gold.

If he remembered correctly, the last time Hagrid took him to Diagon Alley, there were many wizards around the door of the flying broom shop, looking at the broom displayed in the window and pointing.

"Cough ... this is sponsored by Professor Dumbledore, it is not my personal, it belongs to the school's public assets."

Facing the exclamation of the little wizards around, Mrs. Huo Qi's face appeared a rare embarrassment, and she waved her hand unnaturally, coughed slightly, and explained quickly.

"Due to the accidents that occurred during the flight class last Thursday, and the subsequent Quidditch training and competition changes, Dumbledore believes that a good performance broom can help us deal with some unexpected situations in a more timely and effective manner, so ... … "

"Lightwheel 2000? Emergencies?"

Without further listening to Mrs. Huo Qi's follow-up explanation, Elena raised her eyebrows, looked down at the comet that Malfoy lent her temporarily, and then looked at the tattered hands of the surrounding friends The bad teaching broomsticks Dumbledore promised that the batch of broomsticks would not arrive until at least next week.

Immediately afterwards, the girl raised her head with a sense, her blue eyes narrowed slightly, subconsciously searching in the direction of the high stands around the court, trying to verify certain guesses in her mind.

"Is this also in your calculations, spicy old radish?"

As expected, a white-bearded old wizard wearing a dark blue star wizard robe was sitting on a chair in the distance, looking down with a smile on the direction of the faculty seat on the stands The little wizards on the court noticed Elena's line of sight, and the old man even waved a hand to say hello.

Undoubtedly, Dumbledore, as one of the most outstanding wizards of the contemporary era, although occasionally a bit old and salty, but in the face of the new generation of little devil, these most basic loopholes are not forgotten.

Elena is right ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Albus Dumbledore, who is 110 years old, is certainly not likely to fly to the sky to intercept a mixed-race girl. But after having the best broom today, Mrs. Huo Qi, a former professional player, wanted to stop or catch up with a little guy who stole away. It was quite easy.

"Just think so, leave me in school and play well?"

There was a flash of light in Elena Lake's blue eyes, which was originally a little rebellious emotion. After colliding with Dumbledore's early layout, it instantly turned into a flame of temptation to try.

"Very good, I will show you today how dangerous and exciting it is to play."

Looking up at the increasingly sultry sky, Elena took the broom and walked out of the queue actively, watching Mrs. Huo Qi smiling sweetly and said ...

Goo ~ Today there is still only one goo ~ Progress (3/25)

In the diligent codeword, the plot was slightly adjusted, and a copy of the off-campus adventure was temporarily postponed.

That's right, the fat chicken is broken, because the rest of it hasn't been written yet ~ slightly slightly ~ skin ~