Under the bombardment of several exciting magic battles, Claude and his blood boiled with blood, and the blood rushed straight to his mind.

This is followed by a more challenging competition – the Troll Stick Throwing Competition.

The props are troll sticks, made from magical wood selected by mountain trolls and matched with their beards, and are divided into seven grades.

They have been washed repeatedly and absolutely do not smell anything.

At the same time, they are also the favorite weapon of Scottish wizards, both close and long-range, but with a bit of bulkiness and disgrace.

However, this does not affect their affection for them in their daily feasts.

There are 4 judging criteria for this competition, which are:

The weight of the stick, the throwing position, the landing position of the stick, and the throwing distance.

The seven grades of troll sticks are divided into three groups.

The first group is the juvenile group, with 1st, 2nd, and 3rd gear sticks, up to the fourth gear.

The second group is the adult group, with four or five gears of wooden sticks, up to the sixth gear.

The third group is the professional group, with six or seven wooden sticks.

There was only one troll stick in the seventh gear, and it seemed that it had been taken by a certain village chief from a mountain troll leader, and no stick had been found that had surpassed it so far.

Therefore, a lot of magic has been cast on it to maintain it.

As for other grades of wooden sticks, there are more or less some of them, and basically the corresponding wooden sticks can be found in the mountain monster tribe.

The inhabitants of Hogsmeade who want to have their beloved troll sticks actually want the sticks below the seventh gear to break.

That way, they can go to the mountain troll tribe, find their beloved sticks, and quietly cast their magic, using them to knock their former master's "sprouts" on the head.

There are many tribes of mountain trolls around the Scottish Highlands, but this is what they have only been able to keep in recent times.

Some time ago, there was a phenomenon of mountain trolls moving out of the Scottish Highlands.

Although their migration was quickly stopped by the wizards, they were knocked unconscious and sent back to their original habitat without even taking the sticks.

This makes these stupid big guys think they're in a dream.

However, no matter how stupid they are, after being knocked out of their sticks and taking away their weapons again and again, they can realize that this place is not suitable for their own survival.

For the sake of the sustainable development of the mountain monster sticks, the wizards of the Scottish Highlands had to suppress their love for the big sticks.

It is said that Mr. Romestad had a mountain troll's stick in his house, and it was well maintained, and it had been passed down for generations, and it was all slurred.

This was one of the reasons why he was able to marry Mrs. Romestadt at that time.

At the same time, Mrs. Romestad, a native of the Scottish Highlands, after the death of her husband, in addition to relying on the help of all parties, relied on the wooden stick in her own hand to lay the foundation of the three broom bars.

Those greedy nobles never thought that this lonely mother and daughter would not be lambs to be slaughtered, but wolves on the grassland.

You know, all the neighbors who came to help the boxer at that time turned into a fight to protect those who were greedy.

Afterwards, the nobles wanted to use their tentacles in the Ministry of Magic to make Madame Romestad feel good.

However, they were all beaten back by Mr. Romersta's colleagues.

The human side has just been sacrificed, and you are going to move other people's wives and daughters, for fear that the British wizarding world is too stable, right?

At that time, the head of the Auror Command directly went to his boss, the director of the Magical Law Enforcement Department, and threw a lot of things, which made the director look extremely bad, but he couldn't do anything.

The rest of the matter is over, and very few English wizarding nobles go to Hogsmeade.

But he said that the Ministry of Magic at that time made a lot of money, collected money, and did nothing, and no one blamed him. However, the minister's mood was not so beautiful.

The Scottish Highlands are also a place for Quidditch batsmen because of their love of troll sticks, but they generally go to Gryffindor.

For example, Emily Romersta, Buchanan Froome.

When it comes to Buchanan, we have to mention his old father, Ambrosius Froome.

Ambrosus was not a native of the Scottish Highlands, but his wife, Bonnie, was.

When he came to the Scottish Highlands, he was dusty and to put it bluntly, like a wandering beggar.

But he won Bonnie's affection in a group of Scottish Highland boys, why is that?

It's all because of his good spell abilities and a wooden stick he came through the troll tribe.

The rather small wooden stick had been modified by him to make it much heavier and perfect for wielding in his hand.

In this way, he was chased by Bonnie.

Then, live a happy married life.

After explaining the rules to everyone, the impatient gentlemen stopped for the time being, adhering to the virtue of putting ladies first, and gave up the venue to them.

The first to run to the sticks was none other than Granny Bonnie, who sold candy at Duke Honey's candy shop.

I saw Grandma Bonnie doing warm-up exercises, stretching herself with all her might, and leaking the muscles of her arm in front of Ambrosius in the crowd.

This made the man next to him smile mysteriously, teasing the old man.

Claude and they looked horrified, can you imagine a grandmother in her fifties doing a lower back movement there?

After the warm-up, Grandma Bonnie stamped her foot and stood at the side of the sixth-gear stick, bent her knees and gripping the handle with both hands.

Hold your breath, exert your hands, lift behind you, take a few quick steps forward, and throw it violently.

The stick flipped 360° in the air, flying forward extremely fast.

"Bang!"

The stick landed straight on the ground, and the ladies around applauded and cheered wildly for Bonnie.

The men stepped forward to check, chanting the distance she had thrown, and finally came up with an extremely high score.

Others in turn stepped forward to try.

Although Aberforth and Ambrosio were not native to the Scottish Highlands, they did give it a try.

Aberforth even threw a good result with a troll stick in seventh gear.

Ralph also threw a fourth-gear troll stick, which was amazing.

While William and the others were trying, Aberforth and a few old men quietly retreated.

Near the Three Broomsticks Bar, several wizards in black robes appeared, and they gathered together and whispered to each other.

Then, cautiously, they walked towards the door of the bar.

The gate is enchanted, triggering an alarm if brute-forced, and a small area of anti-Apparition is generated, while a troll stick is thrown.

As long as you don't get hit in the head by a troll's stick, everything else is acceptable, but the stick contains a magic that fixes the stench of the mountain troll to the person who is smashed.

As a result, the previous offender developed serious psychological problems.