I, Hogwarts Second Time Around

Chapter 238 Dumbledore: I seem to be back at Hogwarts again!

One by one the leprechauns rose into the air.

They spat rudely at Dimitrov and his team.

There are also people who hit people with gold coins.

Others set their targets on the Veela, they picked up the mud on the ground and threw it towards the Veela.

Mud splattered on their stunning faces, adding a shadow to the perfection.

Then the Veela lost control.

Instead of dancing this time, they flew across the arena and began throwing handfuls of flaming objects at the leprechauns.

The entire playing field became a sea of ​​flames, and the lawn below was ablaze.

Now, veela don't look beautiful at all.

Instead, their faces elongated into pointy, beaked bird heads.

A pair of long, scaled wings are emerging from their shoulders
Here's another look at the Veela, a fickle race (literally).

"Understood, children!" Mr. Weasley's voice overwhelmed the noise of the crowd below, "Remember, you can never only pursue appearance!"

On the field, the officials of the ministry not only started to extinguish the flames, but also allocated manpower to deal with the veela and leprechauns.

From time to time, shameful sneak attacks by the Bulgarians would pass overhead, and the curse would pass them by.

The two teams at high altitude also became barbaric.

To take revenge on the Bulgarians.

Ireland's batsman Quigley used all his strength to hit a flying Bludger towards Krum, who couldn't dodge and was hit head-on by the Bludger.

There was a deafening murmur from the audience.

Krum's nose seemed to be broken and blood was everywhere, but Hassan Mustafa did not blow the whistle.

He probably did it on purpose.

But it could also be that the veela is throwing flames at him, distracting him from the game.

It was originally a top-level Quidditch match in the world.

It is a confrontation between technology and sweat, a duel between tactical wisdom and on-the-spot thinking.

Now it seems that the duel is really a duel.

However, it has been changed to a close-to-hand combat in the physical sense.

Looking around the stadium, it was filled with the screams of Veela, the popping sound of Ministry officials' wands, the angry roars of the Bulgarians, and the inaudible cheers of the Irish supporters.

This was simply the most chaotic match Harry had ever seen, completely devoid of any technique or spectatorship.

It's almost comparable to the melee between Gryffindor and Slytherin at Hogwarts.

"Why not pause!" Ron yelled.

"Didn't you see that Krum was injured?"

"I don't think Hassan Musta didn't see it!" Harry stared at the field, then suddenly shouted, "Look at Lynch!"

Ron looked quickly.

On the field, Lynch, who had fallen to the ground, suddenly stood up unsteadily.

His right hand was obviously deformed and probably broken.

But instead of seeking treatment, he rode on a broomstick and soared into the sky.

"He saw the Snitch," Harry screamed. "He could only have seen the Snitch!"

In a Quidditch game, each position can only do what it should do.

For example, the Golden Snitch can only be caught by the Seeker, and anyone else will be sentenced to a foul.

What made Lynch work so hard was that he found the trace of the Golden Snitch.

Otherwise he was so hastily launched into the air - if he is injured again, the Irish team without the Seeker can only give up the Golden Snitch to the Bulgarians.

Half the audience at the scene realized what was going on.

The Irish supporters were on their feet again, in another green wave, screaming to cheer their Seekers on.

The Bulgarian team also reacted.

Krum followed suit.

He didn't care about his bloody nose.

Accelerate at full speed, let the blood splash behind him!

He must not let Lynch catch the Snitch!
At this moment, Krum exposed his flying talent to the fullest. He could always find the trickiest angles and the fastest way to keep up with the Snitch. Soon he was on par with Lynch.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed in front of his eyes, and the light went straight to the ground!

The two Seekers couldn't care less about other things at this time, so they just bit the bullet and drove their brooms straight to the ground at a -degree angle.

"They're going to fall to the ground!" Hermione said in a deep voice, her eyes widening.

"No!" Ron shouted enthusiastically.

"Lin Qi will do it!" Harry shouted.

As a good Seeker, Harry knew all too well the process of dropping and raising the broom.

You have to pull up the broom with all your strength at the limit position close to the ground. Once you exceed the close distance, you can only fall directly to the ground to meet you.

And now that the flying broomsticks are getting faster and faster, it is becoming more and more difficult to control this limit distance.

He has not yet found the most suitable position.

As for Lynch and Krum, Harry can only say that if Lynch's arm is not injured, he may be able to pull up the broom at the last moment, but he only has one hand now.

Falling to the ground is almost inevitable.

He - was desperate.

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Harry's prediction was right!
With a "bang", Lin Qi fell heavily to the ground for the second time, and a group of angry veela immediately swarmed around him.

If it weren't for the magic protective suit he was wearing, he would definitely be able to smash people into flesh.

"Where's the Snitch? Where's the Snitch?" George and Fred yelled, sitting there.

"He got it - Krum got it - game over!" Harry responded.

Krum's bright red robes were speckled with nosebleeds.He lightly rose into the air, raised his fist high, and a golden light appeared between his fingers.

The scores flashed on the scoreboard. Bulgaria: 160, Ireland: 170, and the audience seemed not to realize what was going on.

Then, slowly, like a jumbo jet speeding up, the chatter from the Ireland supporters grew louder, culminating in a thousand yells of joy.

"The Irish team won!" Ludo from the Sports Department shouted, seemingly confused by the sudden end of the game. "Krum caught the Golden Snitch, but the Irish team won. Oh my god, I don't think anyone has." I expected it to end like this!”

"Lynch is a hero!" Harry sighed, "Although Kroot caught the Snitch!"

"That's right." Ron nodded approvingly, "He just had a chance to pull up, he had 1 chances, but he didn't, he chose to fight!
This is Quidditch!

This is the game!
Haha - this is the best, bravest, most dramatic game I've ever seen! "

Ron smiled happily, this was the best ending.

"Huhuhu!!!"

There were celebratory roars everywhere.

Although the game is over, the chaos is not over.

Taking advantage of the gap between celebrations, a large number of wizards poured into the stadium from the stands, Leprechauns, Veela, officials in the Ministry who struggled to maintain order, oh!And our dear referee Hassan Mustafa, he was thrown down by a group of Bulgarians, and then he started to fight with his fists - obviously a group of wizards, but now he started to perform real martial arts.

"Oh my God!"

Amidst Harry's exclamation, Hassan Mustafa was punched down.

However, this Egyptian wizard did not grin his teeth and spin around on the ground. Although he was over half a century old, his body was exceptionally tough. When he got up from the ground, he jumped directly at the Bulgarian wizard who was at least one head taller than him. Elbow.

Then he drew out the magic spell, and the two magic spells of 'swish' hit the guy who was clutching his belly with tears in his eyes accurately.

"What a shame!"

In the stands, Owen, Hermione, and Harry couldn't bear to watch anymore.

This kind of hand-to-hand combat can't even be seen in the first-year brawl scene in Hogwarts.

At Hogwarts, first years fight, and you'd be ashamed to admit you're a wizard without throwing a spell.

But at the scene of the World Cup, the adult wizard told us.

Wizard - you really have to punch your fucking flesh to feel good!

On the viewing stand, Mr. Ludo of the Department of Magic and Sports shouted anxiously, and he kept ordering the wizards of the Ministry of Magic beside him to go down and stop the group of crazy guys from continuing to fight.

But there are fewer and fewer people around him, and there are more and more wizards underneath.

But the riots did not mean to stop at all, but intensified instead.

As for Minister Barty Crouch, he just sat on the chair in an old-fashioned way without saying a word.

Although his face was a little ugly, he was not as panicked as Mr. Ludo.

"A bunch of Quidditch hooligans." As the Minister of Magic, he had his own reserve.

Besides, there was nothing he could do about the current situation.

The ministry was already understaffed, and the Aurors had suffered a lot this year.

And even if the Ministry is full of manpower, this is a hundred thousand wizards, not a hundred thousand pigs—even if it is a hundred thousand pigs, they won't be able to catch them all in a short while.

The reason why he didn't panic at all was because of the wizard sitting beside him.

The chaos at the scene is getting worse and worse, and there is a strong tendency that they will finish the fight that was not finished this morning.

Finally, Whitebeard - Gandalf - Dumbledore rose.

He was wearing a luxurious dark purple wizard robe covered with silver stars, a tall wizard hat of the same purple color on his head, and a pair of elegant black red dragon leather boots under his feet.

Bang bang, the leather boots made a dull sound when they stepped on the metal stands.

The wizards around, those pure-blood wizards and other spectators noticed this scene.

Everyone turned their heads to look this way.

The old principal walked toward the fence.

Behind the half-moon eyes, there is a pair of deep blue eyes.

He watched the fighting under the stadium.

To be honest, this gave him a strong sense of déjà vu.Scenes like this seem to have happened countless times at Hogwarts.

He even doubted that he could find that familiar figure among the crowd below.

"Oh!" Dumbledore sighed to himself.

These wizards are not even as good as children.

—Fighting still uses fists.
Then, he raised his arms slightly.

"Left and right separation!!!"

Obviously it is the most common spell on the third grade standard spells.

But at this moment, it was—white light like a rainbow, aura that crowned the sky.

Silver silk like a patronus charm poured down from the viewing platform.

It was like rain pouring down.

Afterwards, the silver threads turned into invisible high walls.

In the arena, the wizards were in a state of chaos, as well as those leprechauns and veela.

It seems that a high wall suddenly appeared between them.

Invisible resistance directly pulled them all apart.

"what happened?"

"how do I--"

"Look!"

Countless believers looked up at the sky.

You can't see the moon when you raise your eyes.

I only heard that on the viewing platform, the old man with white beard lowered his eyes, and there was a hint of displeasure in his moon-like silent eyes.

Seeing this - everyone stopped their hands unconsciously.

They stared blankly at Dumbledore on the fence.

Either fear, enthusiasm, or shame.

At that moment, it seemed that they were all guilty.

To confess to God.

"Oh—gentlemen and ladies—I think it's time we presented the awards," said Dumbledore flatly.

But the voice floated into the ears of everyone present like spring rain.

At this time, Ludo Bagman from the Sports Department finally reacted.

He tightened his sleeves, and came to Dumbledore's side nervously as if he was walking into Hogwarts for the first time.

Quietly—he kept a certain distance from the legendary wizard, and he moved further back.

"Now, the players of the Irish team are invited to walk around the field accompanied by their mascots, and the Quidditch World Cup trophy is delivered to the viewing stand!" Bagman said in a bell-like voice.

Many wizards were suddenly blinded by a blinding bright light, and the viewing stand was magically illuminated so that all the spectators in the stands could see what was going on inside.

Harry squinted his eyes and looked at the entrance, and saw two panting wizards carrying a large gold cup into the box, and handed it to - well - the two wizards were a little confused.

Normally, the award ceremony would be hosted by the Minister of Magic, Barty Cratchit, but now——

Dumbledore smiled slightly, waved his hand, and returned to his seat, expressing that he had no intention of presenting the award.

Ludo was slightly relieved, he didn't know how he was going to deal between Dumbledore and Barty Crouch.

"Let us applaud warmly and welcome the gloriously defeated Bulgarian players to the stage!"

Then several defeated Bulgarian teams went upstairs to the viewing stand.

The audience below also applauded, perhaps to express their appreciation, but Owen felt that they were more because they should applaud at this time. Dumbledore wanted them to applaud at this time, so they had to applaud.

It's that simple--

"Oh! Look! That's Ginny!" Suddenly, sharp-eyed Ron spotted a familiar figure in the corner of the auditorium, sitting small on the chair at the end of the room that belonged to the officials of the Ministry of Magic.

"Next to him is Percy!
God!Percy actually secretly took Ginny to the viewing stand! "Ron yelled, and then said savoringly: "He didn't tell me, we can still go up!" ! !
He never thinks of me like this! "

"It's simple!" Owen stretched from the chair, and then slowly started to do it, "wig, white silk, small skirt, cut off the roots of troubles, and become a strong girl from now on. I guarantee that Percy will do everything think of you!"

"Fuck you Owen!" Ron yelled, then glanced away sullenly.

He has the lowest status in this family.

In the huge family of Weasleys, the highest status in the family is naturally Mrs. Molly, their mother.

Then came Ginny, and then the other children and Mr Arthur.

There is no way, whoever makes a big family with seven children have only one young daughter.

Putting this in any family can spoil the girl to heaven.

Over time.

The scene finally became lively again.

The game is over.

It was the Irish team that won!
For Brits, today is definitely a day to celebrate.

When he got off the stadium box, Owen took away the pocket watch for pictures. After returning, he must edit the video to delete the plot of the group of fights.

It's too bloody and violent, how can a child watch this kind of thing?
Of course, I stayed by myself to watch secretly at night.

On the way back to the camp, the flow of people was like a tide.

As they walked back down the lantern-lit passage, there was a rough song in the night air, and leprechauns flew above them, waving their lanterns, and rattling.

At last, at last, the tent was reached, but no one wanted to sleep.

Everyone sat on the sofa, talking and laughing.

Owen enthusiastically took out his photo pocket watch.

And show this magical prop to Harry and Ron.

I saw him gently turn the thimble button to the left, and then the date on the pocket watch began to slowly go back. When he returned to the time he recorded, he pressed the button, and then the pocket watch suddenly emitted a very soft light blue light.

The rays of light are connected into threads, and then weave a huge small stadium like a 3D projection.

"Oh my God!" Ron's eyes widened, "This - this is the game just now!"

"It's more than that!" At this time, Owen transformed into Iron Man Tony Shit. He held the magic spell high and chanted the spell. As the most exquisite alchemical product, the operating instructions of the pocket watch are controlled by ancient runes. Many delicate All operations require the use of spells.

A ray of red light came out from the Phoenix wand, and Owen held it up, casting spells back and forth on the pocket watch.

Then the virtual image, which was originally only blue and white, was gradually filled with color.

"It can still be like this." He waved his wand lightly, and the image suddenly became huge, almost filling the entire tent. He then mobilized other magic patterns, and the image shrank rapidly, until it was only the size of a palm. rests on his left hand.

"Zoom in, zoom out, color correction, sound. You name it, it does it."

"I'm planning to hold a movie viewing event at Hogwarts after school starts. There must be many young wizards who are not watching the game!" Owen huddled on the sofa, his body so soft that it merged with the fluffy pillows behind him. "It's not expensive for me to charge ten silver coins for a movie ticket!"

"There are probably more than 1000 people in Hogwarts. If each person reads it once, it is 58 silver Sickles, about gold galleons. If I play it a few times, I can transfer a small hundred galleons!

Hmm-although there are not many, mosquito legs are also meat! "

(End of this chapter)