This Hogwarts isn't normal.

"Wood!"

"Flint!"

The captains of both sides floating in the air shook hands in a very "friendly" way.

The same goes for Vincent.

Fellow Chaser Derian Pousse stared at him with a red face.

"Wayne, Quidditch is all about teamwork, individual strength is of no use!"

"Thank you for your teaching." Vincent increased his strength, "I hope your little tricks can be smarter and don't act like a child who cannot afford to lose."

Pusey forcefully pulled his hand out,

"I remember you, Wayne."

Li opened his mouth in the stands and scolded him: "Player Derian Pousse actually dares to do this. He really has no competitive spirit!"

"Mr. Jordan, please concentrate on your explanation."

"Good professor."

Harry below looked at seventh grader Terrence Higgs and couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

He had learned a lot about fighting, but his body shape was really different.

"Potter, I will definitely be faster than you."

Harry let go of his hand nervously.

With so many spectators, the opponent came up and gave him a blow.

"We are brave and fearless, we risk our lives, we are Gryffindor!"

Vincent, the leader of the atmosphere team, shouted the beginning, and the twins and the little lions in the audience also shouted.

On the Slytherin side, there were only a few shouting.

Snape, who looked very dark, tilted his head and looked behind him.

"We are strong and calm, we are elegant and self-possessed, we never regret, we are Slytherins!"

Li had something to say again, "Let's compare and see if we, Gryffindors, need to be more united~"

Mag couldn't hide the smile on his lips, "Mr. Jordan, please concentrate on your explanation. ♦♦  ♦♦"

"Good professor."

A total of fourteen people from the two teams dispersed, all looking at each other from a distance.

Hermione in the audience was nervous.

She wasn't worried about the twins and Vincent;

She was only worried that the opponent would get the Golden Snitch at the beginning.

"The players from both sides have already taken their positions. Now Mrs. Huo Qi is entering the arena and the game is about to begin!"

Mrs. Hooch stood in front of a large, trembling box,

The eagle's eyes scanned the fourteen people one by one.

"I hope both sides can compete with a high standard and style."

She kicked the box open gently,

The two Bludgers and the Golden Snitch all jumped out instantly.

At this time, Li began to explain: "The Golden Snitch is worth 150 points.

The game ends when the Seeker catches it. "

Mrs. Huo Qi bent down, picked up the round Quaffle and threw it high into the sky.

"The Quaffle was thrown,

The game officially begins! "

Vincent took a deep breath and used the rogue rabbit's performance to its maximum.

"Oh my gosh, Wayne is as fast as lightning and he's got the Quaffle!"

The two Slytherin Chasers charged straight at him.

Vincent pulled up the broom handle and flew over their heads.

"Goalkeeper Blake is ready, can he stop Wayne's throw?"

The Quaffle was thrown hard and drew a beautiful arc in the air.

"It's such a pity, Blackie was so close~"

Mag subconsciously loosened her pursed lips and said, "Mr. Jordan, please concentrate on your explanation."

"Good professor."

When the Quaffle was snatched by Vincent again, both Slytherin batters targeted him.

"Brother, just fly!" The twins flew over with their clubs held high.

"I've never been worried." Vincent swung his protective left hand forward and knocked away a Bludger that was about to hit his face.

"It's too strong. Wayne's counterattack Bludger directly hit Warrington. The Slytherin team is reaping the consequences~"

"Mr. Jordan——"

"Okay professor." Li agreed first this time.

"Wayne accelerated past them and, oh my God, he went straight towards the goal."

Blackie was in the middle, gearing up.

He was careless just now,

Unexpectedly, the Quaffle would turn in the air.

But this time I was prepared,

He didn't believe he could still score a goal.

Under the horrifying acceleration of the rogue rabbit,

Vincent took less than three seconds to reach the goal.

He threw the accelerated Quaffle with force.

Blake smiled evilly, holding the Quaffle that arrived instantly with both hands.

However, he underestimated the speed of the ball and overestimated his own strength.

"Merlin, the Quaffle took Blackie directly through the goal. Gryffindor gets another 10 points!"

Like a personal show, Vincent performed two incredible goals one after another.

Draco looked down at him with a sullen face and gave up the idea of ​​becoming a Chaser next year.

Fight for the ball with this fierce man?

Pusey, who was nearly knocked off his broom, can attest that this was not a wise move.

"Wayne actually hit a super long shot on the third ball!"

Li stood up excitedly.

"Can he successfully score a goal?"

McGonagall set up the telescope and focused on tracking the Quaffle.

"No goal, no goal, no goal, no goal..." Snape's mutterings did not affect the goal at all.

The Quaffle passed under Blake's crotch as if it was connected to the left goal.

"He succeeded!" Li waved his fist toward the field, "Less than three minutes into the game, Wayne had already scored 30 points for the Gryffindor team.

Merlin's Gwent! He can definitely go to the England team for an interview!

If I were Mr. Bagman, I would definitely take Wayne down at all costs! "

After putting away the telescope, McGonagall didn't say anything this time.

From her little hands that had nowhere to go, her real thoughts were probably similar to Lee's.

In this game, the Gryffindor team is stable.

"Despicable, the Slytherin team actually sent two beaters to keep an eye on Wayne!"

Vincent nimbly dodged two Bludgers and reached out to catch the Quaffle thrown by Angelina.

He believed in the performance of the rogue rabbit, just like his teammates believed that they could score a goal.

"Blatch was taken into the goal by the Quaffle again. I think he will set a new record after the game!"

The twins grinned and hit two Bludgers, "He is already the student who has been taken through the goal the most times in history! "

The Slytherin Chaser Warrington accidentally dropped the Quaffle he had just caught while stopping in mid-air.

Puse and Marcus flew down immediately.

However, Vincent was faster than them.

He picked up the Quaffle with his left hand and threw it directly behind him.

It was a bit exaggerated with his eyes closed, but it was still okay with his back turned.

It happened so suddenly that the Quaffle had already passed through before Bletchley reached the right goal.

"It's amazing. I can't believe this scene is real. "

Hermione closed her jaw in shock.

Now she finally knew that it was not Vincent who was too narcissistic, but that the little wizard who had the effect of the Felix Felicis was just so outrageous.

If you max out the proficiency of Quidditch, you can probably score a goal with your eyes closed.

In the Hufflepuff audience not far away, Cedric had a bitter face.

Even if the Quaffle was round and anything could happen, he still couldn't convince himself.

"Ced, you just have to be faster than Potter."

Rolf's comfort had only a slight effect.

The game had only started for 5 minutes, and Vincent had already scored 90 points.

What was the fastest record for catching the Golden Snitch?

"10 minutes, do you think I can finish it within 10 minutes?"

"Believe in yourself." Rolf patted him on the back, "You can definitely be faster."

Cedric forced a somewhat ugly smile, "It's not a question of speed, but luck--"

"Merlin's rogue rabbit! Wayne scored again, Gryffindor has already scored 100 points! "

Rolf's expression froze.

Instead of putting hope on Cedric, it's better to pray that Hufflepuff doesn't lose too badly.

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