In the end, Hermione was rightfully defeated, defeated by the approval of the Quidditch maniacs, and finally picked up a drink and chose to be educated.

This act of admittance made the Gryffindors who had rushed to support sigh and go back, after all, the game was about to start, and there was not so much time to waste.

Alan sat down and felt that something was wrong—for a twelve-year-old girl, was his preaching behavior too much? Even if he usually doesn't take classes so seriously, not to mention that he is not a real professor, he has to be comforted.

Turning around, Hermione was angry at the bottle containing the drink, countless small bubbles popping up in the orange juice - apparently she was spitting bubbles into the drink. Well, I'm probably angry—that's not surprising.

Alan nudged Hermione gently, his tone indescribably gentle—he had already used his skills to coax children.

"Hey, Hermione, I'm sorry, I just went too far, Quidditch is still a matter of personal hobbies, it doesn't matter if you don't like it, I just said in a bit of a rushed tone, don't take it to heart, No, this is for you, don't be angry." ”

The bubble blowing was finally stopped, and Hermione turned her head—fortunately, not crying.

If you look closely, the eye sockets are not red, which is very good, even if you are angry in this state, it is easy to coax - as the child king of the orphanage, Alan has a lot of experience in this.

Well, a handful of shiny candy is spread out on his hand, coaxing the child This thing is the most effective - the premise is not the bear child, the bear child can just beat it, and use it to coax?

However, the tried and tested tricks had no effect at the moment, and it was not a happy gaze that responded to him, but a disgusted gaze.

。。。

Hey, you're so easy to be dealt with as a bear child! Given that the other party was provoked by himself, Alan had no choice but to take out an upgraded magic weapon - a lollipop that was bigger than his palm, beautiful and colorful, and the price - cough cough, quite expensive.

In the words of the shopkeeper, it is a kill under the age of twenty - this was bought on the side of Mt. Fuji, and Alan believed it after watching the shopkeeper's booming business.

Sure enough, the shopkeeper was right, and Hermione's eyes turned back and forth a few times, and finally she snatched the candy away after a blank look - although she didn't talk to Alan, the bear child should have coaxed it. After a struggle of thoughts, Hermione took a small bite, and then Alan remembered something - Hermione's parents were dentists and didn't let her touch sweets, no wonder the previous routine failed, but it seems that there is nothing wrong with the store's words, next time- ah!

Allen's right hand ached, and when he brought it, a gum was clearly imprinted on it.

And the culprit was there smiling, with an innocent expression: "Brother, I'm sorry, I just dreamed of gnawing bones, did the bite hurt?"

Allen suddenly remembered that this thing seemed to be bought for Anne at the time, and after buying a dozen, in order to restrict her from eating candy, she was all detained by herself, and said that she would give her one for a week...

Does the stinky girl have such food protection?

In view of the fact that he did give Anne's snacks, the weak-hearted Alan diverted the topic and didn't dare to say more, and began to watch the game directly with a bitter face.

At the moment, the field has been divided and Gryffindor is very unfortunate to be assigned to a field facing the sun - which makes it difficult for them to defend, but it is also something that cannot be helped.

Luckily, the serve ultimately fell to Gryffindor, whose attacking fluidity didn't keep up with the commentators, and the first goal was scored in the blink of an eye.

With the sound of a tsunami from the mountains, the scene was directly ignited by this ball game.

Ilvermorny's players were directly suppressed by the home court, and their serve was quickly intercepted in such a situation, and the twins took the opportunity to return a slamming Bludger into the redneck's stomach like a cannonball, and almost knocked him off the broomstick.

The Bludger gave the twins such a loud cheer that outsiders might even think it was a celebration of the goal – it made them come alive and hit every player in Ilvermorny with a sophisticated Bludger.

The Quaffle was in Gryffindor's hands for most of the time, and the twins' suppressive ability was so harassed that even the opposing batsman's batsman was severely harassed, and their offensive stance was completely contained, and they had to switch to defense, blocking every attack for their members from the most dangerous angle, and in this case, they were no longer able to interfere with the Gryffindors' attack.

This situation made the twins play unusually high, they almost played in the Changchao, and the other chasers were in a state under the protection of the twins, and the opponent who suppressed them could not fight back at all, and the score instantly pulled to sixty to twenty.

Wood was a role model for all subsequent Quidditch captains – Gryffindor's Quidditch team was at its peak once the team was in his hands, and the master tactician had to do it today to play to the death.

Even after suppressing the opponent's attack, Wood was still changing formations - he wanted to completely crush the opponent with the score, but at this moment, something that no one expected happened.

Gryffindor's broom is the worst, and even has the existence of the comet series, and at this moment, in full view, due to the high-intensity change of direction and the dark wounds accumulated over the years, this broom disintegrates directly in the air.

Alan subconsciously prepared to save someone, but Dumbledore shot straight and sent the chaser down from the air - however, the broomstick was not saved.

It stands to reason that the whistle should have been blown at this moment, but the whistle blower was also frightened - it was the first time that the broom had disintegrated in the air.

While Wood and his teammates were concerned about flying past, one of Ilvermorny's team members quickly grabbed the Quaffle, which had hit back and forth dozens of times before the whistle blew.

By the time the Hufflepuff students passed their brooms, the score had jumped to 110 to 320.

And what's even more excessive is that this score is valid.

There was boos from the audience, but the Ilvermornies were not at all impressed, they were triumphant - they were taught to value winning and losing, and the process was secondary.

The cries from the stadium were all calls for a replay, but in the end it was the game that went on – because there were no irregularities, the game was not over, there was no interruption, and all the goals were in full compliance.

However, it was not the score that was even more terrible, but the players - the new broom and the new wand were impossible to adapt to, and the stormy attack was unexpectedly interrupted.

Stalled.