some magical Hogwarts

Chapter 473
The next day, when the Ravenclaw players entered the auditorium, there was enthusiastic applause in the auditorium.

The students of Hufflepuff and Slytherin were applauding and cheering for them.

The little badgers were eliminated by Gryffindor, and naturally hoped that the group of stupid lions would lose the final.

And the Slytherins...they just wanted Gryffindor...dead!

When saying this, the little snakes often have to show a little ferocious micro-expression, and even gnash their teeth, and finally roar out the word 'death'!

What a great hatred, what a hatred... Oh, it turned out to be Malfoy, so excuse me, you can continue.

No wonder he was so angry. Yesterday in Hogsmeade, he was attacked with mud by Harry wearing the Invisibility Cloak.

After all, it was a wrong payment!
Gryffindor ignored the group taunts, and again raised two Firebolts in a high-profile manner, placing them at the most obvious positions on the dining table.

Under Wood's leadership, a group of Gryffindor players bowed and worshiped, making it look like a sacrificial ceremony.

Anne didn't know where to hide, probably afraid that William would be angry.

The little girl was in a complicated mood. She was a Gryffindor, and it was inappropriate not to lend the Firebolt to Angelina.

In her heart, she doesn't really want to borrow it. It's one thing not to like her brother losing, but the most important thing... She hopes that after she joins the Gryffindor Quidditch team, she can defeat her brother with her own hands.

This is probably the legendary sister!
After paying homage to the broom, the little lions gathered together again in twos and threes.

McLaggen of Gryffindor, showing off loudly to his roommates.

He claims:
"It was my letter to Randolph Badmore, the owner of Cosmos broomsticks, that inspired him to create the Firebolt as a work of art.

Without me, there would be no Firebolt! "

McLaggen waved his hand and announced on the spot that he would participate in the Quidditch selection for the next school year.

It seemed that with him, Gryffindor would immediately become a national Quidditch team.

Tsk tsk... It's a shame not to go to the World Cup.

Besides him, other students were also bragging about how they knew about the Firebolt.

Ron is one of the best.

He would tell anyone about the unique touch of sitting on a Firebolt if anyone would listen.

When someone asked about the carrying capacity of the broom, he described familiarly the experience of riding a broom with Harry.

In his words, even if you do strenuous exercise on it, it is very stable.

Everyone is also keen to compare the strengths of the two teams, show statistics, and talk about records. It seems that everyone knows how to play football!

What surprised William the most was that he also saw Ludo.

Ludo was dressed fancy, with a sky blue eagle printed on his robe.

He made his way through the crowd and sat down at the Ravenclaw table.

"William, today I just left my work on the Quidditch World Cup to watch your match."

He laughed, "I'm your big fan!"

William raised his eyebrows.

He just lost his job at the World Cup and went AWOL to watch a school game?
As expected of you, Ludo...you are so unreliable.

He glanced around, approached William, and lowered his voice:

"Watching the game is the next thing, I also brought two Chasers... England national team players..."

"We can't let them appear now. Sports stars will cause unnecessary sensation. They will come to watch later when the game is played.

If you can, you pull out that trick today and let them take a closer look. "

Ludo reveals his true purpose.There is a reason why he is so enthusiastic.

After all, this is... a paid service.

"Don't they need to train?" William wondered. "It's been a few months since the World Cup?"

"It's good to relax properly."

Ludo blinked and lowered his voice: "I tell you, don't tell anyone.

This year, the England national team training match is invincible, and neither Ireland nor Scotland are opponents!
They have won seven consecutive training games...England will definitely break through the curse of the quarter-finals this time and aim for the world champion! "

Invincible in the training match?
Break through the top eight?

Pointing at the world champion?

Hiss... Putting these few words together, why does William inexplicably have the illusion that England will fail miserably? !
Ludo shook his pocket, and the gold coins rattled.

"The England national team is already considering the championship...follow me, this year's bet is on the England national team, and it is guaranteed to be very profitable!"

Well, optimism and expansiveness are over.

With a smile in his eyes, William watched Ludo leave... He will probably lose a lot, right?

Hermione rested her chin and secretly stared at William's dark green eyes, dazed.

By the time he looked back, she had already blinked and raised a badge in her hand.

"Here, I have prepared a gift for the evening!" she said cheerfully.

William lowered his head and looked carefully, only to find that it was a badge.

The badge has sky blue words:
Come on, William!

After a few seconds, the font of the badge disappeared and turned into two animals:
A sea eagle with spread wings and a white swan are flying around each other.

The girl carefully helped him button the clothes.

William rubbed Hermione's hair, then stretched out his hand to stroke a stray strand of temple hair, and stroked it gently behind her ear.

He stood up, smiling broadly.

Hermione, with red ears, stood up and waved her hand.

William left the dining table, walked more than ten meters away, turned around again, and saw that her hands had not been put down, and she was still standing there waving, watching him leave.

William waved at Hermione before leaving completely.

All the Ravenclaw players, with brooms in hand, followed him, left the hall, and headed for the dressing room.

William changed into a sky blue robe, and buckled the badge in the most conspicuous position.

They came out of the locker room to the field, and there was a lot of noise.

Three-quarters of the crowd, wearing blue tulips, waved sky-blue flags with eagles on them.

For example, Slytherin even played a banner:
Anxious,

Anxious!

They are in a hurry!

The Gryffindor Quidditch Cats!

"The Gryffindor team is coming!" Lee Jordan, the commentator, shouted hoarsely.

"Potter, Bell, Johnson, Snapinter, the Weasleys and Wood.

Recognized by the world, in the past 1000 years, Hogwarts' best team...Diamond Generation! "

Li's comments were drowned out by boos from the students.

How did he say such shameless words?Even Professor McGonagall blushed a little.

"The Ravenclaw team is here, and William is also holding the Firebolt... But Gryffindor has two... According to the number, Gryffindor is slightly better!"

The two teams stand facing each other.

Mrs. Hooch said briskly, "Get on the broom...listen to my whistle...three...two...one..."

Fourteen brooms flew into the air, and Huo Qi's whistle was drowned in the roar of the crowd.

Three brooms, straight across the crowd, stand out.

They are William, Angelina and Harry riding the Firebolt.

All eyes were locked on William who was holding the Quaffle.

The classic Gripen fight...finally begins!

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(Please recommend tickets, everyone.

Thanks to the big guy of 'Bangbang Caifan' for the reward)

(End of this chapter)