Chapter 50: Death's Cannon on Your Head!
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Quidditch arena in the wind and snow to watch the first Quidditch match of the new school year at Hogwarts."
"I'm Lee Jordan, the host of this event, and I'm honored to be able to explain this event for you."
"The order of the match has been drawn in advance, and today we will face each other against the two sides: Hufflepuff War Logistics Academy and Slytherin Special Operations Academy."
"As we all know, being the scum of the Quidditch arena.... Ahem... Sorry Professor McGonagall for accidentally telling the truth. β
β.... Let's wish Hufflepuff the best of luck! Hopefully, with the addition of the new players, they can achieve better results. β
"Look, the players from both teams have already played, and the referee this time is still Mrs. Hooch, who is now explaining the precautions of the game, although it is not of much use to Slytherin, they have always been.... Ahem... I mean, it's about to start! β
Mrs. Hooch walked to the center of the court, with a large box at her feet, which had been released prematurely under the watchful eyes of both sides before the match began, and now contained only the Quaffle and Bludger.
"The captains of both sides shake hands."
At her signal, Chris and Slytherin's gorilla captain Marcus gritted his teeth and squeezed each other's palms, it was obvious that the difference in physique made Chris suffer a little, Marcus seemed to have troll blood, and he didn't look like a human.
"Listen, I want everyone to be fair and honest in the competition."
"Now, please get on the rockets, listen to my whistle and get ready to start the race."
Bludger is released, and the Quaffle is in Mrs. Hooch's hand, and as she tosses it high into the air, the silver whistle she bites into her mouth blows.
It's game on!
Fifteen rockets of different styles took off into the air, and although the tail was equipped with a flame suppressor, the magic world, which was not short of special effects, still added the special effect of flame spray in the tail, and the colorful tail flame pulled out a rainbow-colored light curtain.
"The first to take to the skies is Hufflepuff's new chaser! Harry Potter! If I hadn't known he was riding the latest Halo 2000, I'd have suspected he had stolen the flight ahead of schedule! β
"Look, what an elegant flying stance, the ownership of the starting ball has been.... Marcus of Slytherin crashes into Harry! I knew that this bunch of scum wouldn't do anything good! β
If Lee Jordan, who has a sharp mouth like a machine gun, could not have doubted that he would not be able to clearly pronounce at least five complete spells in a second, as a Quidditch commentator, talent is also very important.
"Will Harry avoid it? It's his first time competing in an official tournament, and the way he does it against a newcomer is justβ"
"He crashed into it! Harry crashed into it! β
"He didn't avoid Marcus! Instead, I adjusted my flight attitude and hit it directly! β
"Harry got the ball β congratulations to our Marcus for a perfect free fall!"
"Mrs. Hodge didn't whistle, the game continued!"
As Lee Jordan's words fell, although there was no goal, there was still a cheer on the field, and the students, who had had had enough of the Slytherin gorilla rampage, were also very excited to see these damn guys suffer, and people were a little worried about whether it would affect Harry's future games.
But such a collision.... Harry pouted, he could get a punch in the ring harder than that, and Marcus's fat body didn't even qualify for him to be a punching bag.
"The Hufflepuffs' offense has always been their weakness, and although they are comfortable defensively, they have brought such a fierce offensive battle at the beginning, will Harry's addition make up for their weaknesses this time?!"
"Wait! What is Potter doing? Could it be that he is also a defensive player? Or rather.... Is he demonstrating the speed of the Halo 2000? β
Confused, Jordan had never seen this battle before, and Harry, who had been hovering in the air with the ball, seemed to be playing something very new.
"At this moment, Harry's speed has reached the limit of a normal rocket! He's accelerated to two hundred and twenty per hour... Thirty... He's still picking up speed! β
"At this pace, can he really tell which side is the Slytherin goal?"
"It's incredible! What's Hufflepuff up to? With a maximum of thirty seconds to hold the ball alone, could it be that Chris didn't tell Harry the rules of the game? β
"He's up!"
With Jordan's words, the little wizards raised their heads high, and Harry, who had suddenly pulled up at a right angle of ninety degrees, had become a small dot.
"First goal!" Harry, who had crossed an arc in mid-air without slowing down, made a turn, and smiled excitedly as he was already hunched.
A slightly muffled laugh was swallowed up by the howling wind, and no one could hear the demon-like laughter, and once again the swooping down Halo 2000 broke the limit speed of its flightβ
A flash of yellow sparkle pierced people's eyes like lightning, and at a speed of 111 meters per second, the retina didn't even have time to capture the clear picture, and the lightning that descended from the sky rushed into the Quidditch pitch with the howling wind in the most violent manner!
Miles Bleitch, the current Slytherin Quidditch goalkeeper, has an unusually thick frame and can block most of the space just by standing in front of the goal, and if it weren't for the fact that there are three goals in a Quidditch match, it would have been impossible to score a goal around him.
But this time, a trace of great horror flashed in the eyes of Miles, who had been blocking the door with his physique, and the small black dot that was originally far away in the sky was now swooping straight in his direction!
His pupils shrank to the size of pinheads, and his body, which had been just bulky, stiffened with fear at this moment.
"Crazy! Lunatic!! Lunatic!!! β
Miles was on the verge of a mental breakdown, knowing full well that if he was hit by something of this speed later, he would definitely not be able to get all the corpses together!
"Mom! I don't want to die! β
When his vision was completely occupied by this yellow flash, Miles, whose psychological defense line had completely collapsed, fell to the side desperately, and he burst out with unprecedented power and pushed it on the rocket, even if he fell down and broke his arms and legs, he definitely didn't want to become a bloody firework in front of the goal!
But the invisible pedals stuck his legs! The out-of-control flying rocket rolls in the sky with his bulky body!
The howling wind carried a huge amount of noise towards him, and the violent hurricane swept through in an instant, and Miles, who was already rolling in mid-air, turned into a bloated spinning top at this moment, and he felt something fly over his head, and let out a 'whoosh' howl.
"Bang!"
The loud sound of the grandstand pillars bursting broke the eerie silence on the field, and the ghost flying ball, which had already appeared slightly deformed, rotated and embedded in the thickest pillars of the stands, and the green smoke rising from high-speed friction carried a pungent smell, and the screams sounded in a panic at this moment.
"Ding~"
Lee Jordan rang the scoring bell tremblingly, and his lips trembled and he spat out a few words:
"10-0, Hufflepuff leads."
Under the gentle persuasion of the Grim Reaper to put a cannon against your head and tell you to play well, Slytherin rarely didn't use a second black hand.
A fair and honest game was played peacefully in the opening game.
Until the benevolent Cedric caught the Golden Snitch and drew a perfect end to the match that had just begun.
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"Hufflepuff, win."
Jordan, who had completely lost his strength, rang the bell and leaned back on the back of his seat, which was frozen by the cold wind.