Chapter 69: Fuck the Quidditch Dream

In just three minutes, Rolf scored twice, once again performing his specialty of stealing and scoring in a single fast break... Let everyone see his bravery.

He also successfully helped Hufflepuff stop the bleeding and stabilized the score.

Flint waved his hand and asked the players to double-team Rolf, but he made a chic pass from behind and accurately lobbed the Quaffle to Sharpy.

This fancy move is actually very dangerous. It often not only deceives the opponent, but also deceives his teammates. If it is not done well, it will be a big five embarrassing.

But if it succeeds, it is a good shot!

I saw Li shouting loudly:

"Beautiful, an imaginative pass without looking at people... chic and elegant."

"This reminds me of Professor McGonagall. When she was still on the Gryffindor Quidditch team, she had such an elegant style of play, and even led the ShowTime era of the Scarlet Legion!"

A pass was quoted by Li and boasted "frame by frame", of course, mainly to his own dean.

"That was not a ball, it was art! The scene just now brought tears to my eyes, I seemed to see Professor McGonagall's graceful figure when she played basketball.

Ah, that was my lost youth."

Everyone looked at Li in shock. Professor McGonagall is your youth, right... Uncle Li, how old are you this year?

"No... I mean my grandfather's youth." Li was stumbling and quickly changed his words: "He had a crush on Professor McGonagall back then, saying that she was a rose with thorns in Gryffindor..."

"Gryffindor will lose five points!" Professor McGonagall said angrily.

"Sorry, Professor, I won't talk nonsense... but my grandfather really misses you... although he passed away two years ago."

"Ten points deducted from Gryffindor!"

"..."

In mid-air, Rolf looked at Captain Flint and said trash words with a regretful tone: "You only have two tricks? It's a waste of a good broomstick for such a big man."

"You kid is looking for death!"

Flint was angry. He rode his broom towards Rolf, but was blocked by Xia Bi, who completed the cover.

Rolf took the opportunity to pull away and received the ball from Truman. Seeing that no one was defending, he accelerated into the Slytherin penalty area and completed a hat trick.

Professor McGonagall saw this wonderful goal and waved her arms excitedly, and the water bottle in her hand "accidentally" flew out.

"Who is so ungrateful? Throwing water bottles around?" Lee, who was hit on the head, shouted, but continued to explain the game professionally:

"Truman used a wizard's guide, and Rolf went straight in, gliding and slamming with a super axe on a broomstick!

This Scamander... is awesome!!"

Rolf was also very excited after scoring a goal. When he returned to defense, he stood on the broom and danced the moon beast, although it looked more like a yangko dance.

This kind of mockery of dancing in public shocked all the students. It was really bold. Aren't you afraid of being beaten?

The Slytherin audience was even more booed, and even Snape pursed his lips.

If he was the referee, Scamander would have been lying on the ground.

In the Gryffindor audience, Hermione was drinking water. Seeing this scene, she was choked by the tea and coughed.

"What kind of dance is this... so weird?"

Shirley, who was pulled to the Gryffindor audience, patted her on the back and said with a smile: "Rolf and Moon Beast learned it. I've seen it several times."

Hermione looked at him strangely and said: "You didn't dance with them, did you?"

Shirley blushed and denied it flatly: "No!"

The game continued. With Rolf's continuous scoring, the score between the two sides did not widen, but Slytherin still had a slight advantage.

There was nothing we could do about it. In a game like magic school, which is more of an entertainment game, a player's skills really don't play a leading role.

After all, everyone is generally a chicken pecking at each other.

The real leading role is actually the flying broom...this is very similar to a basketball game.

A two-meter-tall player plays basketball in a team with an average height of 1.7 meters. It's useless even if you practice a fadeaway jump shot.

They can cover you with their height advantage alone.

And riding a Nimbus 2001 and a Nimbus 1500 is just a few dozen centimeters of height difference.

In other words, if the brooms are not unified, this kind of game itself is unfair.

Captain Truman also realized this problem, so he gave Rolf unlimited firing rights. After all, his flying broom is faster than the Nimbus 2001.

As long as he can hold on to the score and rely on Cedric to catch the Golden Snitch... he can win.

Of course, if you close your eyes and don't look at the scene, just listen to Lee's commentary, those who don't know will think that Slytherin can't hide the decline and Hufflepuff is showing its style.

It deserves to be the most neutral commentary in Hogwarts!

Slytherin did not play a crushing effect, but was held on to the score, which made Flint very annoyed.

It seems that only by letting Scamander go off the court can the score be widened. Of course, this end is... to be beaten off the court.

Flint gave a look to the batsmen Lucien Boll and Perrikin Derek respectively.

The two immediately understood, and the brooms seemed to be out of control, and they rushed towards Rolf at the same time.

Rolf flicked his broom gently, dodging the attack with ease, and then suddenly ducked to avoid Flint's attack.

"Be careful, Rolf! Be careful, don't bump into him like that, it's easy to get hurt!" Lee warned loudly.

Seeing the Slytherin beater hitting Rolf with his stick, he said angrily:

"Foul, this is a flagrant foul! This Bichi should be suspended! You despicable guy, if I were your father, I would have stopped your life on the wall..."

"I curse your ancestors for seven generations, may Merlin destroy your house, may your soul live forever in the fire of hell..."

"Jordan, if you attack players again... I will ban you forever!" Professor McGonagall's voice appeared at the right time.

"None of my words were offensive at all, very gentle, Professor!" Li insisted: "Oh, okay... Mrs. Hooch gave Hufflepuff a penalty... That's great, thank God, Mrs. Hooch finally did it. Something happened.

I always thought we didn't have a referee. "

"..."

But this penalty undoubtedly increased the tension between the two sides, and Hufflepuff also continued to attack Slytherin's weak point - Malfoy.

Who calls him a rookie? Today's first game, as a welcome ceremony, has to be played by him.

The black Bludger flew over Malfoy's head, and all his energy was used to avoid the attack.

At this moment, Malfoy seemed to see the Golden Snitch, hovering in the sky. He flicked his broom and flew over.

"Draco, be careful!" Flint shouted.

But Malfoy couldn't react in time. The Bludger hit Nimbus 2001 under his crotch. He couldn't control the broom and fell towards the ground.

At the moment he fell, there was only one sentence in his head:

Fuck Quidditch Dreams.

never again,

No more playing ball!

Immediately afterwards,

"Ahhhhh!"

Screams echoed across the Quidditch field.

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