Hogwarts: I, the King of Slytherin

November 1, Halloween.

Today the sun is shining and the wind is not very strong.

It's a good day to compete.

Eric gathered the members of the Quidditch team early in the morning.

In addition to cheering them on.

Eric still had something to tell.

"I know there will be physical altercations in Quidditch, but I want to warn you."

His gaze swept over all the team members.

"Although we do things by any means, it does not mean that we have to go on a rampage like a barbarian and even deliberately target the opposing players."

"Then doing it does no good except cause disgust from others."

"We're going to win with dignity and leave no one else to say, understand?"

The players replied in unison: "Understood." "

The voice just fell.

Snape walked in through the entrance.

Looking at the other party's haggard appearance, he probably didn't sleep much yesterday night.

"Dean, everything is ready and ready to go."

Hear Eric's voice.

Snape's eyes were a little complicated.

Before the other party sent him back to the office yesterday, he didn't say anything.

He wasn't even told not to tell anyone about yesterday night.

Is this black-haired boy in front of him really so confident?

Was he sure he wouldn't tell Dumbledore about yesterday night?

"Dean?"

Snape came back to his senses, and his expression changed back to his usual indifferent look.

"Well, let's go."

Eric looked at Captain Marcus Flint.

The opponent immediately took the players and walked out.

Eric stood aside and sighed inwardly as he saw Harry walking past Snape without squinting.

It seems that the two people have completely broken up. 420 saw the guilt flash in Snape's eyes.

Eric suddenly felt that this might not be a good thing now.

......

Quidditch, the only major sporting event in the wizarding world.

There are not many games and sports for wizards.

What wizards lack is big sports.

As the only major competition sport.

Most people love Quidditch.

The west side of the castle.

The Circular Quidditch pitch was already full.

The grandstand is not just the school's students.

In the specially demarcated area, there were also many parents, Ministry of Magic officials, and school professors.

As the first tournament of the year at Hogwarts.

The popularity is beyond imagination.

At this moment, the referee, Mrs. Hooch, came to the middle of the court with a broom in hand.

"The referee of this match is the beautiful Mrs. Hooch, let us welcome her with applause!"

Li Qiaodan sat on the high platform that professors are qualified to sit on to give explanations.

Although Lee Jordan's commentary is always biased towards Gryffindor.

But the school really couldn't find someone better suited to explain than him.

So Professor McGonagall could only continue to use him.

"Welcome to Hogwarts, it's time for the annual Quidditch tournament, have you been looking forward to it for a long time?"

Lee Jordan's voice was heard through the magic horn.

It has to be said.

Lee is indeed a good hand at mobilizing the atmosphere.

The audience heard his question and pulled their throats in response.

"Today is the opener, and the two sides of the game are feuds..."

"Lee Jordan!"

Lee shrunk his neck and smiled at Professor McGonagall.

"Next, let me introduce the two teams for today's game, they are Gryffindor."

The gates of the preparation zone suddenly opened.

The Gryffindor players took to the skies in their golden and red jerseys.

There was a round of applause in the stadium.

The area where Gryffindor House was located was even more shrill whistling.

"The next team is Slytherin!"

Harry clutched his broomstick, and the moment the door opened, he flew out with Marcus.

"Look at that, the kid in the second row is Harry Potter!"

"I didn't expect it to be true, the boy who couldn't die was actually in Slytherin."

"Merry's beard, I can't believe my eyes!"

There is another reason why today's game is so lively.

Many people come to see for themselves if the Savior is really in Slytherin.

See it now.

Many people who misunderstand Slytherin feel that their world has collapsed.

Eric saw many adult wizards in the audience holding their heads in their hands and looking incredulous.

"Hey, Eric, cheer Harry on!"

Eric looked at the green banner in his hand and raised it reluctantly.

And Draco, beside him, abandoned elegance and propriety.

Shout like a madman.

Mr. Lucius, you really should see how your son is doing now.

Although Alec kept complaining in his heart.

But the banner held high was not lowered for a moment.

"Now I announce that the competition has officially begun!"

As the ghost flying ball was thrown high into the air by Lady Hooch.

Lee Jordan's voice immediately came through the magic horn.

Quidditch is a very barbaric and unfair sport.

When competing for ghost flying balls, it is common for players from two teams to collide with each other.

Making good use of rules to force opposing players out of the game is also one of the highlights of Quidditch.

The other is the Golden Snitch.

As long as a Seeker catches it, 150 points are scored and the game ends immediately.

It's a bit unfair to the other players who play hard.

Of course.

Eric felt that it was useless to be unfair.

The sport has been going on for hundreds of years. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

The rules have also been used for hundreds of years.

Quidditch-obsessed people never find this rule unfair.

Westerners admire the strong and especially like to highlight personal heroism.

So in their eyes, the Seeker is like a lone hero.

They dodge the dangers on the ball (dafd) field.

Catch the Golden Snitch as fast as you can and bring victory to your team.

This is very much in line with their thinking.

Eric retracted his thoughts and looked at the sky again.

By this time Harry had already spotted the Golden Snitch.

He was chasing each other with the Gryffindor Seeker.

Both wanted to catch the golden snitch before each other.

Right at this moment.

Two Bludgers suddenly flew towards Harry.

Harry took a quick refuge and was able to avoid the Bludger's attack.

But Gryffindor's Seeker wasn't so lucky.

He was hit by two Bludgers.

As soon as he flipped over, he fell off the broom.

"What bad luck!" Ron slapped the fence in front of him hard.

Seeing that the betrayer actually did nothing.

Ron was even more angry.

"Why is he okay, it must be someone from Slytherin who put a curse on the Bludger, it must be like this!"

"Hmph!"

Hearing the cold snort, Ron immediately turned his head to look behind him.

"Hermione Granger, what do you mean?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I don't agree with what some people say."

Seeing Hermione's breezy expression.

Ron glared viciously.

Thinking that lately the other party has always been against him.

His mood got worse.

But Ron also knew he couldn't talk about the other party.

"Hmph, I hope that betrayer will fall off the broom later, and it is better to fall to death!"

A sentence that was originally gambling.

Who knew it turned out to be true.

I saw Harry Potter clutching the broom tightly with both hands, his body suspended in the air, looking like he could fall at any time.

Ron was stunned for a long time before coming back to his senses.

"No, when did I speak so smartly?"

Seeing that everyone around him is staring at him with strange eyes.

Ron hurriedly explained that he was not under the spell, and he was not a crow's mouth.

The other side.

It was discovered that Harry's broom had been cursed.

Eric immediately ordered the people around him: "Go and find it, the person who cast the spell must be in the stadium." "

Wait until everyone disperses.

Eric stared at Harry's broom and chanted the counter-spell.

He really didn't expect it.

His own distant relative who has no nose is so brainless.

Even if Dumbledore wasn't there today, there were still him and Snape.

Could it be that Voldemort thought that Quirrell's half-hanged son could deal with the two of them?

At this time, there was another accident.

The two Bludgers, which were just normal, suddenly rushed towards Harry like crazy.

"Oops, the Bludger is on Harry."

Hagrid's voice came from behind him.

Eric gave the other a look.

He wanted Hagrid to smash the Bludger with his wand.

But this simple-minded big man couldn't understand it at all.

Instead, the other party urged Alec: "Now is not the time to squeeze your eyebrows, help Harry." "

Eric was literally.

Fortunately, at this time, two spells flew out from the stands.

When the two Bludgers were about to hit Harry, they were crushed into powder by the spell.

"Eric, someone found."

Draco's voice came from the entrance to the stands.

Someone was aware of the counter-spell.

Eric immediately turned and walked out of the stands.

......

Draco led Eric under a towering stand.

Pointing to the top stand, he said, "This is the stand, and the people sitting on it are all professors of the school." "

The Slytherin wand appeared in Alec's right hand.

He flicked it twice casually.

The wood next to it was neatly cut into more than a dozen pieces.

"Mutant!"

Since getting this spell.

Eric never had a chance to use it.

Today is just a lesson for no nose.

"Eric, what's the use of you conjuring up these rats?"

Draco's words had just finished.

The little mouse in front of him opened its blood basin and mouth.

See a big mouth that can swallow yourself whole.

Draco swallowed.

Quickly make way for the rats.

A dozen rats climbed onto the wooden frame, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"So soon?"

Draco looked back at Alec.

I'd love to ask the other party how they figured out these strange spells.