Chapter 70: The Hero's Appearance?

"Boom" A bang came from the air.

caused everyone present to look up at the high platform in the distance.

The dragon's breath still descended like fate. In an instant, it destroyed the Gryffindors' hard-held defenses.

The match was beyond everyone's expectations. Not the Gryffindors, but the Hufflepuffs.

Final score.

Gryffindor: 5 minutes 37 seconds.

Slytherin: 4 minutes and 30 seconds.

Ravenclaw: 4 minutes and 10 seconds.

Hufflepuff: 5 minutes and 40 seconds.

"Hufflepuff, win !!" Artoria announced loudly.

As soon as her words fell, the onlookers suddenly burst into amazing cheers.

They rushed to the heroes of their own academy with joy.

"Hufflepuff!"

"Hufflepuff!!"

"Hufflepuff !!"

"We lost." Percy looked at the celebratory Hufflepuffs in disbelief.

Somewhat lonely, he walked towards Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall also looked at Professor Sprout with some reluctance, and she saw the last scene.

Hufflepuff's tactics are essentially the same as those of the Gryffindors.

Just the last scene.

At the moment when the bipedal dragon breathed.

It was the different choices of the two colleges that led to the difference of 3 seconds.

The Gryffindors fought their way towards the dragons, while the Hufflepuffs erected a human wall, which led to the fact that the first round of dragon's breath did not knock down their flags.

That's how it came to be in 3 seconds.

"You've done a great job."

Professor McGonagall patted Percy on the shoulder, and gently comforted her.

Although they are unwilling, they are not unacceptable to such a result, after all, they have done their best.

As the game ended, the crowd of onlookers dispersed. Hallie, Melda, and Hermione followed the crowd back.

There are always wins and losses, but the Gryffindors are not too disappointed, as long as they don't lose to Slytherin, they can accept it.

After all, the game was still lost, but the atmosphere in the Gryffindor common room was different from previous Quidditch losses.

They seem to have grown a lot in an instant, and there are significantly fewer gags, more of a lesson to be learned and prepared for tomorrow's game.

Melda, however, was not involved.

He even stopped Ron and Hermione.

If it weren't for the fact that Hallie was part of the Quidditch team, Melda would even stop Hallie.

Quite simply, Gryffindor is unlikely to win tomorrow's game.

This is because most of the members of the Gryffindor team are from the fourth year. As a stalwth of the year, although they are very successful in Quidditch, they are also relatively inferior in terms of spells.

This includes Wood, who spends a lot of his day figuring out Quidditch tactics or organizing training with his teammates.

This results in a negligible level of his magical dueling.

If it did, Melda had serious doubts that either Fred or George would be able to beat him.

"Hey, Melda, so what?"

"That's why we need a training camp!"

After Melda explained for a long time, many of the first-year wizards present looked at him thoughtfully.

In the small hidden house where the magic mirror was originally placed, Melda said loudly, "I have asked for... Forehead. Artoria... Professor..."

Holding back her psychological discomfort, Melda said as she instructed the young wizards to stand in line.

"This competition is not based on the victory or defeat of a single grade, but on the sum of the collective perseverance time as the criterion for judging the victory or defeat."

In fact, this is also the rule that the professors led by Artoria have just changed, and the reason is simple, that is, the competition is too long. If Sunday's race is tied for first place, it's going to be overtime.

But on the Hogwarts schedule, Sunday night is the House Cup Awards Dinner, and the following week is summer break.

For this reason, the professors also changed the rules of non-declaration of victory from a score system to an overall sticking time.

Probably tomorrow's notice will be given, and Melda has only learned from Artoriana in advance.

"So whether we win tomorrow's game or not, we're already in third place."

"We're only in the first year of Hogworth. It is overwhelming, that is, we can only win if we widen the time gap. ā€

"Got it!" Ron said excitedly.

He's been looking forward to this kind of 'hero' moment that everyone is looking forward to.

Now it's finally his turn, and it's not enough to have a blast to your heart's content.

"You're embarrassed, it's been a few months, and you've learned a few more spells?" Melda mercilessly exposed Ron's laziness over the past few months.

"I—" Ron opened his mouth to retort, but when it came to his lips, he realized that he didn't seem to have any reason to refute anything.

"Okay, let's not waste time, because of the tight schedule, we'll only practice one spell for the next few days, the obstacle spell, for the whole grade." Melda said calmly. It would be unrealistic to expect a first-year wizard to learn a few attack spells in a few days.

It's better to smash the obstacle spell to the reality of buying time for a few of them, Harley, Hermione, and Ron.

That's right, Melda didn't plan for Harley to practice the obstacle spell with Ron. The two people who were strengthened by Estes still want to paddle?

"Should we come up with a name?" Neville whispered.

"I mean, we're more of a mysterious organization, aren't we?"

Maybe Neville was aware of the existence of the Order of the Phoenix, or maybe the young wizards were inherently interested in the concepts of 'secret bases' and 'secret organizations'.

After Neville proposed this idea, it was instantly highly approved by a group of young wizards.

As a result, Melda's next preparation for the teaching session was directly interrupted by the enthusiastic lion cubs, and even Hermione participated in it with great interest.

Seeing this, Melda couldn't argue with them, so she simply let them quarrel with each other.

Maybe it's the Knights of Merlin, or maybe the Knights of the Round Table's popularity in the UK.

This group of little wizards argued for a long time, all of them wanted to use what group as a suffix and choose a loud name.

The first was Hermione's proposal.

She believes that everyone is still a student after all, and they should help each other with their studies as the main focus. Therefore, it should be called the Mutual Aid Youth League.

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The moment she heard the name, Melda's soul was shocked, Mutual Aid Youth League? Freemasonry? Abbreviation...

Crawl, can this book still be written?

I'm afraid I won't be able to enter the little black house, right?

"No, no, no." Melda quickly shook her head and shouted no.