Chapter 64: The Quidditch Final (Part 2)

Hufflepuff and Gryffindor are there.

Both sides have not won the cup for a long time, whoever wins will make history, and whoever loses will be nailed to the pillar of shame.

Even if Hufflepuff and Gryffindor had a good relationship in the past, at this time, it will not be harmonious.

Fortunately, both sides are on the verge of restraint and have not yet started fighting, but there are obviously more students who support Hufflepuff.

Slytherin would rather have the badgers win the Quidditch Cup than see the Grands win more of them.

Ravenclaw students don't care, they support any college.

Marietta, for example, was a strong supporter of Gryffindor.

Her personality makes her like those boys who love to be in the limelight. As for the obscure Hufflepuffs, forget it.

Not her thing.

Cho of course supported Hufflepuff, who put Cedric in Hufflepuff House? She and the Gryffindor students were not too familiar.

So she wore a hat on her head and a little badger on it.

As for William, he was a little embarrassed.

Whether it's Hufflepuff, or Gryffindor, it's a question worth considering.

Which is safer to endure Cedric's chattering psychic attacks, or to be attacked by the twins' endless pranks?

William is really a man.

In order not to offend both sides, he had to prepare with both hands, carrying the badges of the two academies at the same time!

At nine o'clock in the morning, everyone began to move towards the Quidditch pitch.

Three-fifths of the crowd wore pale yellow chrysanthemums and waved yellow flags with Hufflepuff badgers on them, or waved the words "Hufflepuff Success!" and other slogans.

Behind the Gryffindor goal, there were two hundred people wearing red roses, and the Lions of Gryffindor roared at their flags.

Professor McGonagall stood next to the comment booth, a giant lion dancing in her hand, looking particularly excited.

"Team Gryffindor is here!" Lee Jordan shouted.

As he said before, he went to apply for a commentator.

"The Gryffindor team is made up of the Weasley brothers, Johnson, Spinnet, Neymar and Wood."

"Although the Weasley twins and Angelina Johnson are both freshmen in the second year, there is no doubt that they are both talented players!"

Lee Jordan introduced the Gryffindor players like a few treasures.

He held the microphone and roared: "This Gryffindor team is recognized as the golden generation, and it is also the best team at Hogwarts in recent years......"

The Slytherin students were the first to "call out", and they expressed their dissatisfaction, after all, it was their house that won the most Quidditch Cups in recent years.

"The Hufflepuffs are here, led by Captain Truman.

He was a head taller than last year, as if he had taken a height potion, and he seemed to be winning with strength rather than technique. ”

"Of course, they also have a new Seeker, Cedric Diggory."

Cedric's face began to redden.

However, Li Jordan didn't say anything good, he said loudly: "Although Cedric is a friend, I have to say here that you and Charlie are far apart!" ”

Lee's comments were drowned out in boos from the other three colleges, and many students gave him a middle finger.

William shook his head, Li Jordan didn't say anything else, he still had a hand in engaging people.

Before the game started, the mental tactics were arranged.

"Captains, shake hands!" Hodge said.

Charlie and Truman walked over to each other and held each other's hands tightly.

Both sides were flushed, as if they wanted to pinch off each other's fingers, and the air was also filled with an anxious atmosphere.

The game was about to start, but William noticed something strange.

Headmaster Dumbledore is away, and Professors Snape and Tywin ...... None of them are there.

This situation is somewhat strange.

Slytherin didn't make it to the final and Snape missed the game as a result, which could have happened.

But Professor Tywin never misses a Quidditch match. Like Professor McGonagall, he is an avid Quidditch enthusiast.

The same problem, today is the final, and Dumbledore is not likely to be absent.

But that's what happened.

Where did they go?

William fumbled in his pocket, and he realized that he had forgotten to bring a map of the living spots...... It's now!

"What's wrong, William?" Hagrid put down his binoculars and wondered.

Hagrid sat with William in the Ravenclaw audience, and he alone occupied three seats, afraid of blocking the view of the young wizard behind him, and several people sat in the last row.

Binoculars are needed here to see what is going on on the pitch.

"I found Headmaster Dumbledore absent." William exclaimed.

There were boos all around, and you could only shout loudly to hear the voices talking.

"It's kind of weird, he doesn't usually show up late." Hagrid looked around and really didn't notice Dumbledore.

"Maybe you're late, don't worry."

Hagrid said happily, then pulled a handful of walnuts out of his pocket.

Hagrid's rock skin cakes and bricks can be used in a fight, but his fried walnuts are a must, with three points of flavor and just the right heat.

Hagrid wore a white film glove, and with a gentle pinch, a large handful of walnuts turned into two petals, and he handed them to William.

"Thank you, Hagrid." William didn't bother with it, took the walnuts, and watched the game seriously while eating a snack.

Autumn is fully committed as she prepares to join the Ravenclaw Quidditch team in her second year, and now both teams will be her rivals in the finals.

"Ah, he-he-he-they're off!" Lee Jordan screamed with an orgasm on his face.

"Now the Quaffle is on Gryffindor's side, and Gryffindor's Arya Spinnett is dribbling straight to Hufflepuff's goal.

She broke through with the ball and connected two people...... Amazing start-up speed, looks good, Arya!

Ah, no - the ghost fly ball was intercepted by Warrington, Warrington of the Hufflepuffs, on the pitch - wow!

He wants to retreat and bump into a man-made foul, despicable!

Oh, a nice Bludger, this is what George Weasley did.

George, you're such a fucking genius, as long as you can win the championship, I'll wash your socks this month! ”

Professor McGonagall shouted, "Lee Jordan, game!" ”

"Oh, sorry Professor - Warrington lost the Quaffle, was stealed by Angelina Johnson, a beautiful steal, definitely the top 10 ball of the day, a sure deal!

The Quaffle is on Gryffindor's side again.

What, Angelina fast break with the ball?

So quick, Angelina, the girl rushed, rushed, rushed—paused beautifully beside Cadwallad—rushed.

Angelina, she's going to,, ah, she's! ”

Lee Jordan slapped the table, and there was a loud noise coming from the microphone.

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