Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 70 My Stupid Odoudou!

After entering November, the weather became very cold, and the winter in England was bleak. The mountains around Hogwarts were covered with a layer of gray ice and snow, and the ice surface of the Black Lake was frozen like hardened steel. A crust of ice several feet thick.

Except for the Forbidden Forest, which is covered with green as usual, it is almost difficult to see green vitality in other places. However, in the Forbidden Forest, the flying birds have long disappeared. winter day.

That is, two months after the start of school, the Quidditch season began.

In the first two months, the teams of various colleges need to conduct a new round of training and running-in. Some old people graduate and newcomers join. After the two-month summer vacation, they need this period of time to recover.

Compared to other house teams, Gryffindor's team has a very strange atmosphere.

For example, in training, the Gryffindor team has always been in a state of absence, and their batters can't even see a figure, whether it is Fred, George, or the substitute Ron, their The batsman has only appeared once since the start of the season.

And when Wood was training tactics, he was also frighteningly slanted.

There is no defense, no defense at all, if it is not because of the regulations, the goalkeeper cannot leave the goal too far, otherwise Wood will definitely take the lead and use himself as a chaser.

Reckless!Reckless!Reckless!
"Rua! Charge! We are the Sun Knights representing justice! Crush them!"

In every daily training, Wood's reckless roar echoed on the court, and the high-intensity fast attack and offensive training will lead the three chasers Angelina Johnson, Alicia Spinnet, and Katie Bell. It has become a sharp knife that is indomitable and will smash people's waists when they meet each other.

Whenever Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff pass by and see this pure offensive formation with no logic at all, they always turn their heads and leave with complicated emotions. Gryffindor no longer considers himself a human being. The collapse-like pressure was on their shoulders, making them stagger.

Only Slytherin, who didn't know anything, would open his mouth to sneer at Wood when he saw such a situation, but Wood just looked at them with a smile, kind and full of relief.

"If you do this, we will beat you up and feel at ease."

Wood thought so.

"Are you sure you can crush Slytherin and score a hundred goals in 10 minutes?"

"A hundred? Who are you looking down on, Wood?"

Angelina breathed in the palm of her hand, just finished the last training before the game in the cold wind, it took Harry three and 10 minutes to catch the golden snitch in the blizzard to end the training, she is almost freezing now stiff.

"10 in 150 minutes, this is our worst result, even if the game day is the same as today's blizzard."

"But Harry, you have to work hard. It took you 15 minutes to catch the Golden Snitch the fastest. You have to keep working hard."

Angelina shook her arms, "I hate winter, it's too cold."

"Our first match was with Slytherin." Wood patted off the snowflakes on his body, grabbed the thick cloak and put it on his body.

"Oh, that's okay, I'm not afraid of the cold."

Immediately, Angelina was instantly refreshed, and the cold winter wind that enveloped them seemed to have disappeared at this moment.

The next day, the members of the Gryffindor team gathered in the dining room and ate a big meal. After Ron asked, the elves were very happy to make a customized breakfast for them. It's all about what everyone loves to eat.

The little lions surrounded them and chattered, cheering them on non-stop. A banner saying 'Gryffindor must win' was also made early, and Percy added a Magic, the lion head painted on the banner by Dean, who is good at painting, can now roar loudly, majestic.

"I'm a prefect, and that's what I'm supposed to do!" Percy said.

Although he is as responsible and conscientious as before, Percy, who is gradually becoming a student, is much more popular than before. Under the influence of Fred and George, Percy, who has already entered the business and started a business, has learned how to put down The pride that is too superior gets along with the classmates normally.

At eleven o'clock, almost all the teachers and students of the school came to the stands around the Quidditch pitch. Many students also brought binoculars. The seats were so high that they almost rose into the air, but sometimes it was still difficult to see clearly. The situation of the game.

Meanwhile, in the Gryffindor dressing room below, a look of excited glee was hanging on everyone's faces, except for Fred and George, who were busy juggling punches and hitting balls for the thousand and one time. There are only two hand positions, and they need to decide the winner.

Five leaders, 666. No, the two of them are just doing normal rock-paper-scissors.

"Hey! George, you lost!"

Fred smiled and raised the scissors he was gesticulating, and cut George's open palm with a click.

"You're not Fred! That doesn't count!" George, who was trembling with anger, pointed to Fred's nose and said, "We are twins! When will we be able to decide the winner in boxing games?"

"You're definitely not Fred, tell me, where did you hide him?!"

This well-founded analysis made it impossible for everyone to refute. They turned their heads to look at Fred in unison, as if they wanted to see any flaws.

"My stupid Odoudou." Fred, who was talking like birds, waved his hands and looked at George with some disappointment: "I am no longer who I used to be, and you are still standing still, you forgot The vows we made during the holidays?"

"We once wasted two years, and now it's the third year. We agreed that we can't continue to be decadent."

Fred sighed, he took a step to the left, stood beside Angelina, and said affectionately to him: "Angelina, how about we get married after graduation?"

"Okay~"

Angelina kissed Fred lightly, then turned around and continued chatting with Betty and the others.

"You, you. You." George shuddered his fingers for a while but failed to make you understand. He clutched his heart and sat staggeringly on the ground.

"Pfft~~~" George lowered his head and stuffed something into his mouth, then raised his head and spit out a bright red fountain, which was much more spectacular than vomiting three liters of blood.

"The blood plasma fudge we just researched last night, do you think there is a market for this thing?"

Fred put his arms around Ron's shoulder and asked in a low voice. Now that they don't have to worry too much about studying cards, and they have paper sticks to make money, their minds began to spend.

"Why don't you try it? I think vampires will like it."

But Ron feels that if this thing is sold as a movie prop, it should be very popular, but does the wizarding world make movies?

He had a good idea, but let it go for now.

"Okay, lads." Wood, who put on a bright red jersey, cleared his throat and said.

"And the girls." Angelina added for Wood.

"Yes, and the girls."

"rua!!!"

"Smash them!!!"

"Five thousand points for bloodbath Slytherin!"

"We're going to hang them up and beat them! We beat them until they cry and call their father!"

"Come on!"

Wood pulled the broom and opened the curtain and rushed out first.

"I thought he was going to repeat the same old tune." Fred touched the back of his head and looked at Angelina: "Wood has been like this recently?"

"What do you think?" Angelina shrugged and nodded noncommittally.

"Go!"

Wood's head poked through the curtain and yelled at them.

"I'm coming."

A group of people walked out of the dressing room with brooms. Although it was noon, the cold wind was still there, but it couldn't freeze the burning hearts.

(End of this chapter)