This Hogwarts is not normal

Snape's face looked disgusting.

Especially in the first ten minutes, the Slytherin team didn't even score a goal.

Under his low pressure, the surrounding snakes were trembling.

"Wayne scores another goal. This is fifteen goals in a row!"

Snape, whose lips were trembling, suddenly stood up.

Draco, who realized something, also stood up.

"When Wei Encai comes home, you will fall down if you grab the ball!"

He became even more enthusiastic after receiving Snape's admiring look.

"Waien is blind and will miss the ball!"

All the little snakes stood up and shouted at the top of their lungs.

Li Lian couldn't bear such despicable methods.

"Slytherin students are interfering with the game in an organized manner. This is an extremely shameful behavior!"

"We are scolding Vayne!" Draco said this quite righteously.

The little lions were all angry.

"Shit, Malfoy!" Ron scolded directly.

"Shut up, you red-haired skunk!" Draco's counterattack was very powerful.

"Fuck!" Alfred yelled angrily, took off his school robe and rushed over to fight.

"Calm down, Alfred!" James quickly stopped him, "We have to save some face for the losers."

"Well said!" Neville puffed out his chest.

But when Snape glared at him, he subconsciously shrank his neck back.

"Oh, Wayne scored again!"

Li cast a look of contempt at Slytherin, "He has a very stable mentality and has not been affected by some shameless villains at all."

"Mr. Jordan——"

"Good professor."

The situation on the field has become very clear, but Marcus has no intention of admitting defeat.

As the captain and chaser, how could he not even throw a ball?

Vincent shook off the two batters with the Quaffle in his arms, and the big man rushed straight over from above.

"Wayne!"

Such a heart-rending roar made him tilt the broom handle to the right and roll to avoid the big claw.

Marcus stopped quickly and used his strong arm strength to turn the broom around.

He grinned like a gorilla.

"Wow, Captain Flint has a big problem. I feel like he's going to do something shady."

"Mr. Jordan——"

"Good professor."

Mag withdrew his gaze from Li, then squinted again and set up the telescope.

Without the narrator's prompting, Vincent knew that there was something wrong with the big guy chasing behind him.

"Dude, bow your head!"

Fred's Bludger flew past his head.

Seeing that the ball was about to hit Marcus' face, he threw out his right hand as hard as Vincent.

"This is a despicable imitation of Flint!" Seeing McGonagall staring at him, Li added, "But this also proves in disguise that his hands are as strong as Wayne's."

"Wayne is so stupid, his ball hand is shaking!" Draco didn't even try to hide it this time.

Unfortunately, Vincent was not affected and even turned around and flew away from the goal.

He knew that Marcus behind him wanted to hit him before he could throw the ball.

The heavier the result, the better, and it is best to exit directly.

"Wayne is stupid and can't tell the difference between left and right!"

Listening to Draco's repeated provocations, Vincent flew directly towards the Slytherin auditorium.

He raised a finger behind him mockingly, and then pointed downward fifty feet away.

There was Draco who was still shouting, and Snape who was expressionless.

"Come over if you can..." Marcus read the mouth movements and immediately increased his speed.

Impulsiveness is a Gryffindor trait.

Calmness belongs to Slytherin.

But at this moment, the two of them seemed to have been swapped.

The angle Vincent chose was very tricky, and the sweeping six stars under Marcus' crotch were also very powerful.

But compared with the Rogue Rabbit, the performance is three generations behind.

"Wayne is being naughty, what he's doing -" Draco saw Vincent rushing towards him mid-sentence, and he hurriedly squatted under the seat with his head in his hands.

"Whoosh——" An extremely terrifying wind pressure passed by.

Snape's greasy long hair was messed up.

If the little wizard who dared to fly past him had not been fast enough, he would have been kicked into the deepest part of the Forbidden Forest.

"Catch!" Vincent threw the Quaffle.

This direction is between Draco and Snape.

If you don't have precise control ability, you may fall directly.

Marcus didn't think twice and hugged the Quaffle directly.

"Shi——"

This shot is quite extraordinary.

It caused Marcus to sway and disrupt the balance maintained by Sweep Six Star.

"Fa——" Draco, who quietly opened his eyes, cursed almost at the same time.

Marcus, who was almost 1.8 meters tall, smashed it down at full speed, and its power was comparable to a solid cannonball made by Muggles.

"Flint fell and deserved it!"

Draco couldn't bear the weight and vomited out his breakfast on the spot.

"Foul! Foul on Wayne!" Snape suddenly stood up and glared at Vincent, who was not far away with an innocent face.

"Professor~" George flew over, "You guys can't afford to lose~"

This pitiful little look made Snape so angry that his nostrils kept opening and closing.

The commentator Li was very conscientious, "Based on my many years of experience watching football, Wayne probably planned to give up the ball, but I didn't expect that Flint was so bad that he couldn't even hold the ball."

The entire arena was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere,

Except Slytherin.

The one who laughed the most was Ron.

The moment he saw Draco being picked up by Crabbe and Goyle, he was so happy that he almost fell under the seat.

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Harry was in a good mood too.

If the situation continues like this, it doesn't seem to matter whether the Golden Snitch is found or not.

"I'm fine!" Marcus shook his big head and returned to the field with the Quaffle.

He rushed straight towards the Gryffindor goal, and there was no obstruction on his way.

Wood, who was guarding three goals, raised his finger at him.

"Oliver Wood!" Marcus roared angrily and threw the Quaffle.

While Wood quickly flew to the right, he also raised the broom and made a tumble.

"It's such a pity that the Quaffle was hit by the tail of the broom~"

Li made no secret of his starkly sarcastic tone.

The little snakes exploded on the spot.

"Put me down! I can continue!" Draco was lifted up and struggled back to the audience.

"Wood is stupid, Wayne is a jerk!"

This young master, whose face was full of incompetence and rage, was targeted by Vincent again.

He didn't even pay attention to the Quaffle, and accelerated towards the Slytherin auditorium.

"Wayne is so dirty that he relies on being dirty to play basketball!"

The strong wind ruffled Draco's neatly combed blond hair.

Vincent made a circle and turned back.

"Wayne can't afford to lose, every time-"

After taking a big gulp of air, Draco raised his head and burped.

"Wayne is a bitch—"

"Wayne——"

"Wei——"

After going back and forth several times, he was full.

"Malfoy is very smart and knows how to use such despicable means to interfere with Wayne."

Li turned his gaze back to the arena, "Oh, I've given you enough opportunities, but you still don't succeed."

Mag didn't say anything this time, and even raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

The shame of many years must be paid back twice as much today!

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