Chapter 17: Winning or Losing in a Quidditch Match Outside the Field
The flag of the second station of Bugffindor was constantly waving, and the cheers were recognizable. The sky echoed. Of course, the slytherins' cursed roars echoed in the mix. In terms of skill and tactical coordination alone, Gryffindor surpasses Slytherin. But how did Slytherin keep winning in previous tournaments?
The serve went to Slytherin, and the Quaffle was given to Slytherin's captain, Marcus Flint. That's one, a guy who is not as strong as a wizard, if it weren't for his height, Mu Yuchen would even suspect that this discordant-looking guy had troll blood? I saw Marcus kick away the Gryffindor player who came up to intercept him, and went on a rampage towards the opponent's goal. Pity. This, unskilled shot was easily blocked by Wood.
Wood handed the ball to Angelina again, and Marcus, who failed to attack, looked at Wood with a fierce expression. For Marcus's provocation. Wood raised an eyebrow slightly, then ignored it. The Gryffindor players are making beautiful passes on the pitch. They are unstoppable. The bell rings again for the goal and Gryffindor scores again.
Just when everything was tilting towards Gryffindor, the Slytherin captain, who had lost the attack again, got angry? Marcus snatched the batting gang from his teammates, and then a Bludger shot straight at Gryffindor's goalkeeper Wood under his blow.
Suddenly, Wood is hit directly by a Bludger and is unconscious. As the input mana decreased, the broom carried the unconscious Wood to the sand at the bottom? It looks like Gryffindor is going to fight with one less. The audience immediately burst into boos. Except, of course, for Slytherin House. Victory is justice, that's the philosophy of that academy.
Then, lethal tactics that conform to the rules but are morally depraved are played out on the pitch. Slytherin scored comfortably with an empty goal. Kill and take down a Gryffindor team member again. An anxious Harry could only watch helplessly as this all happened as the scores of the two teams were tied. It was at this time. A golden bear spoon apparition was at Harry's side. That's the Golden Snitch. It is also the dawn of victory after the most reluctant
Just as Harry was chasing that golden phantom. The light wheel of 2,000 suddenly went out of control. The Flying Point instantly transformed from a docile war horse into a mad bison, which was constantly shaking violently. For a moment Harry almost thought he was going to fall, and he could only hold on to the broom and clamp his legs tightly.
Hermione and Ron, who had been paying attention to Harry, discovered this anomaly, they didn't understand what was going on, and at this moment, Mu Yuchen had already quietly opened up.
"Main quest two: Destroy Quirrell's interference spell. Rescuing Harry Potter? Reward: 1 Bronze card. The source point is bad
In one of the stands on the other side, Quirrell and Snape were engaged in a spell duel. Mu Yuchen, who had limited time, chose the fastest and most convenient route, and jumped over from the air? Mu Yuchen's body, whose strength had recovered to fifty percent, directly transformed into light and shadow, and leaped over with the help of the telekinetic platform condensed in the air?
The attention of the surrounding spectators has been drawn to the increasingly fierce competition. No one noticed that there was an additional phantom in the air.
Harry's broomstick had completely lost control, and it was turning from side to side in a variety of ways, and it kept moving through the sky for so long, and the people in the stands noticed it. The out-of-control broomstick began to roll continuously, and Harry, who was barely holding on, was suddenly thrown off. The only thing thankful for was that Harry still had a hand on the handle.
"When Flint ran into Harry just now, did there be a problem with the broom?" Pseudo-practice fan Ximo whispered?
"Impossible." Hagrid said, a tremor in his voice. "Before the flying broom leaves the factory, each one is through the international four-concave ant. Certified. Except for the powerful black magic. Nothing can interfere with a broom. Ordinary wizards don't have the magic power to cast this kind of spell at all. β
After listening to Hagrid's affirmative words. Hermione grabbed her binoculars, she didn't look at Harry. Instead, he began to look out into the crowd in the stands around him.
"What are you doing?" Ron said in despair, his face pale.
"I should have guessed," Hermione gasped, "See, Snape." β
Ron grabbed the binoculars, and Snape was standing in the middle of the stands across from them. The black hole-like eyes were staring at Harry in mid-air, and his mouth was silently muttering. This is an advanced magic technique called Silent Spell Casting, "Silent chanting of spells accelerates spell casting and increases the power of spells." β,
"But we're too late to do anything!" Ron said, his face turning dead gray.
The distance between the two stands was enough to decide Harry's life and death. That's when it happened. A commotion rang out from the stands opposite. Quirrell, who was sitting behind Snape, suddenly fainted and knocked him down
β»Gan Gangpin said that Harry's broom was restored in an instant......
Everyone should understand what Mu Yuchen did at this time! That's right, it's that kid. What rank should Quirrell, possessed by the Dark Lord, be counted? Just look at it in order to deal with the distraction spell. Snape, who was casting the Silent Spell, also needed to silently chant the spell to know that this guy was definitely not easy to deal with. However, the reward for the quest was only a bronze card, which meant that Quirrell was just a figure of the same level as Mu Yuchen in some way.
The system's hint is so obvious, which means that the guy who became the Dark Lord's lodge looks powerful, but has an obvious Achilles' heel. Voldemort, who once shrouded the European wizarding world in his own darkness, is a powerful mother. For such a powerful figure, possessed by the fish-breasted wizard Quirrell that Mu Yuchen couldn't even care about, his strength and means would inevitably be limited to an extremely weak degree. However, this is not a reason to try to overstep the challenge and kill Voldemort.
The reason is very simple, the current Voldemort is simply unkillable. The result of the operation must be to kill Professor Quirrell, assuming success. It seems that the benefits are maximized. But you have to know that this is the West. An Eastern exchange student kills a school professor in Hogtitz. Mu Yuchen hurriedly bet that he would definitely die and have no place to be buried. Even if you succeed in running away with shit, it is estimated that you will be put on a task like the East-West War by the system.
"In that case, is there a difference between looking for your own death?" Mu Yuchen secretly scolded the system for being insidious, one, originally seemed to be a mission without danger, but it was really full of all kinds of deadly temptations!
So let's go back to Quirrell's weakness, Voldemort's magic is undoubtedly the pinnacle of this era, so the possessed Quirrell naturally rises. The question seems to be back to square one again, becoming an unsolvable rebuttal. However, there is no cost to obtain the amount of power, right?
Obviously, this is not possible. So. What did Quirrell get in exchange for his strength? Mu Yuchen's guess should be like this. Voldemort enslaved Quirrell. and lodge his soul on it. In exchange, Quirrell gains a powerful amount of power. Then the question arises, what is the strength that keeps the weakened Voldemort in Quirrell's body all the time?
Look at Quirrell's tuberculosis look. Those with weak constitution are more serious than those in their seventies and eighties. If the exchange is vitality, then everything makes sense. Quirrell's almost weak system is too much of an anomaly, in this world where wizards live for hundreds of years at every turn. That fragile body. It's completely impossible. The only explanation was that Quirrell traded his health for something he had always dreamed of.
Now that Quirrell's true face as a paper tiger has been revealed, the rest of the matter is well settled. Mu Yuchen blessed himself with the Force shield, safety first! After approaching the target, he directly used Life Intake to refine it. As Quirrell was concentrating on fighting Snape. At this point, the guy was completely defenseless. In an instant, Quirrell, who was able to magically suppress Snape, fell unconscious. Of course, Mu Yuchen's movements were very gentle. And carefully prevent this tuberculosis ghost from dying in his own hands. If that were the case, it would be a cup.
Mu Yuchen quietly left before people found out, and just now the tentacles of a powerful consciousness touched his spirit slightly through the refining array. It was an empty soul that could devour everything, accompanied by dead silence and mixed with crazy destruction**, just a slight touch, the terrifying spiritual coercion made Mu Yuchen sweat.
"Powerful, persistent, greedy, empty, and full of destruction and destruction, blood seems to be the embellishment of his crown, and death is the foundation of that throne.
This is the Dark Lord, this is Lord Voldemort. "There is no doubt that the soul of the Dark Lord left an extremely deep impression on Mu Yuchen. At the same time, some other thoughts were also bred in Mu Yuchen's heart. The temptation is so great that you can't help yourself. Mu Yuchen kept saying to himself, it's not time yet, and it will be soon.
With the help of this extreme depraved mind. Mu Yuchen turned it into the help of the spiritual world with the help of the Inner Meditation Door of Changing the Heaven and Earth. The lotus bud that was originally closed in the spiritual world suddenly opened up like that. The Force node was floating in the center of the blooming lotus, and an endless stream of Force power was slowly injected, and it was the only remnant of the original spiritual world after the shattering.
At this moment, Professor McGonagall, who ran out of the Dao without knowing it, sabotaged Mu Yuchen's plan to continue consolidating his cultivation. "You're a Gryffindor substitute and you've got to play." This reason gags everyone's mouths.
Broom, you say? Please, Mu Yuchen is a super loser who once swept Diagon Alley! How is it possible to forget such an important specialty, the broomstick?