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Chapter 109 Lucius' Gathering
Chapter 109 Lucius' Gathering
"Look, Alan Stuart actually used himself as a bait and successfully let two Bludgers hit a Slytherin player."
The narrator said loudly.
Not only because of the 'resistance of the weak', but also because of Allen's exquisite flying skills just now. You must know that dribbling into someone is easy to say, but it requires terrifying overall control and superb flying skills.
Both are indispensable.
Even the former is more difficult than the latter. In a huge field, mastering the movements of fourteen high-speed human figures has already exceeded the limit of the human retina and entered the field of technology or magic.
If it weren't for Allen's waveguide power, he would never be able to do this.
"Damn it! Hitter back on defense."
Ke Lan quickly made an order.
Next came the tug-of-war between the two sides, and the game changed from finding the Golden Snitch to how to knock down the opponent faster.
The little wizards all held their breath. Once a player they supported rolled off the broom like a dumpling, they would hiss to each other, and once the opponent's side fell, they would burst into exclamation.
Of course, this is mainly limited to Gryffindor and Slytherin.
The Eagle Yard and the Badger Yard watched the deformed Quidditch match with relish, while the other watched the deformed Quidditch match in bewilderment.
The game soon came to an endgame. There were three people left on Allen's side, and four people left on Slytherin's side. All of them were first-class flying experts, so they were able to survive until now.
Even Allen can't use the Bludger to knock it down.
In such a high-intensity game, everyone's physical strength was exhausted. Ke Lan stared closely at Alan, who was also panting, and said to the people around him, "Give the opponent a fatal blow. He has so many difficult flying movements just now, and now he must be weaker than us."
"Are you OK?"
Atlas looked at Allen, even he, a half-giant, couldn't bear this game. It was a miracle that his junior didn't fall down now.
"The other party's target is now on me."
Allen said in a low voice, "They will definitely use traps to seduce me. You guys should step up and use the Quaffle to score at this time."
After finishing speaking, he repeated his old trick and seduced the Bludgers in the field again.
Seeing Alan's figure rushing towards him with a gorgeous flight trajectory, the Seekers on Slaterin's side didn't care about looking for the Golden Snitch.
According to the previous plan, he drew a huge arc and continued to accelerate, trying to confuse Allen's senses and let him focus on himself.
And Allen seemed to be too physically exhausted to notice the changes in the situation in front of him.
Just as he wrestled with the opposing Seeker, preparing to swing away from the Bludger that was chasing after him.
Ke Lan, who was ready, rushed out from the side like a knight on a white horse. With the bat in his hand, he concentrated the Bludger fiercely and hit Alan who was dodging.
At this time, Allen seemed to have eyes behind him, and a raptor flicked his broom with a broom, and his arms focused fiercely on the Bludger that was hitting him.
[Hand Knife] LV2!
Under the strain, the Bludger hit Ke Lan again at a faster speed, who was about to watch the show.
Knock him off the broom.
"awesome!"
Mr. Stuart in the stands stood up excitedly when he saw his son's retaliation.
On the other side, as Ke Lan's parent, Wallace Knott also yelled in shock, "Foul, he fouled!"
Suddenly, a cold voice came from the teacher's area next to it, "Mr. Nott, using Bludgers to hit opponents is a reasonable rule of Quidditch. Are you questioning whether the Quidditch match at Hogwarts is fair?"
Wallace calmed down when he saw his son being 'caught' by the lawn below, and looked at the witch who spoke.
Under Professor McGonagall's calm dark brown eyes, he realized that this powerful witch who could change the entire ring had just been watching the game with anger brewing.
Feeling the magical power spreading from Professor McGonagall, filling the entire ring-shaped field that accommodates thousands of people, a drop of cold sweat dripped from Wallace's forehead, "I'm not questioning you."
"Then watch the game."
Professor McGonagall turned his attention to the arena again.
After the instigator fell, the game was drawing to a close, especially since the remaining three of Slytherin had lost their backbone, and it seemed like they were about to give up.
Allen did not choose to kill them all, but refocused on the Golden Snitch. Perhaps it was because everyone was not paying attention to him before, so the Golden Snitch was negligent, but within 5 minutes, he was caught by Allen.
When Allen raised the golden snitch in his left hand high, everyone except Slytherin burst into cheers.
The narrator was a little hesitant, "Our hero, the natural Gryffindor Allen, really lived up to expectations! He caught the Golden Snitch, and even when his opponent used dirty methods, he still turned defeat into victory!"
Hearing this, Wallace's eyes became more cloudy, as did the Slytherin managers around him.
Allen retreated to the rest area.
Atlas wanted to pat Allen on the right shoulder, praising his wonderful companion.
But Allen got out of the way, grinning his teeth and gently undoing the armor on his right hand with his wand, his arm had swollen into a carrot.
It was really cool to hit the Bludger with his right hand before, but he is still a mortal body. Even with the protection of the protective gear, the bones of his hand are still broken. He has been enduring the pain and insisting on the game just now.
"Why didn't you say so sooner?"
Madam Pomfrey, the medical staff, also noticed the abnormality here. She looked at Alan's arm, "The hand bone is broken, and the blood vessels are squeezed. You don't want this arm, do you?"
Allen gritted his teeth and said, "I just believe in your medical skills, this is just a minor injury."
This is indeed a serious injury in the real world, but in this magical world where his bones can be regenerated, this is just a minor injury.
"This is no small injury."
Madam Pomfrey shook her head, "I need to take out the bone fragments inside you so that I can use the healing technique."
Then she looked at the rows of Quidditch players being carried away on stretchers, and said angrily with her hands on her hips, "It seems that I'm busy tonight."
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The game was over, and the parents left the arena one by one. Wallace glanced sullenly at the little wizards around who were still discussing the game just now.
He stepped forward quickly and said to Lucius who was about to leave in the carriage, "Lucius, there is a party tonight, and we are all old friends."
"What party?" Lucius held his wand inlaid with mithril, his eyes were a little dignified, the 'old friend' that his cousin called was not a good person.
And they're still at Hogwarts now!Just witnessed Dumbledore's godlike power!
As if seeing Lucius' hesitation, Wallace smiled and said, "You're overthinking it. It's really just a gathering of old friends. It's us parents who sit together to discuss children's education. If I remember correctly, Draco is about to enter school, right?"
Lucius pondered for a moment, staring closely into Wallace's eyes, as if to make sure if he was lying, "Where?"
"In my manor."
(End of this chapter)