novelraw Chapter 135 Garbage Chapter
Chapter 135 Garbage Chapter
"Strictly speaking, I'm not lying..." Harry resisted the urge to scratch his head, why was she embarrassed?
"I do know myself." She shrugged at Ron.
Naturally, Ron had no position to get angry, and could only droop his shoulders depressedly. He was not someone from Harry Potter... He just didn't expect that his childhood idol was quite a rascal.
On the contrary, Ginny was very happy, otherwise her brother would have been slandering in front of her every day, constantly talking about meeting Harry Potter in America.Moreover, Harry Potter is actually the same as himself, with red hair!This made her even more excited.
"So why did you come all the way to our American team's camp?" Paul asked angrily to the tall and handsome guy who was most likely the captain.
"That's right, whether you're here to inquire about news, or just to talk trash with us, we're not interested, and you're not welcome, so hurry up and leave!" A Ilvermorny substitute who looked gentle but was actually very irritable The female team members shouted, and everyone echoed loudly, and they already started waving away people.
Cedric had a headache, he had a headache every day recently, "We're not here to make you unhappy." He waved his hands hastily, and looked at Malfoy and Flint with stern eyes at the same time, and they only gave him a Shrugged nonchalantly.
"I'm very sorry for the offense we just had," Cedric said.
The twins nodded, and echoed with the captain from left to right, "The behavior of young children in a certain academy does not represent the whole of Hogwarts. Their brains are only as big as Harassment, even if they are like giant monsters."
"You're right, George, but one of them not only has an underdeveloped brain, but also doesn't have the body of a troll. It's just an ugly doll that cries and feeds every day. It's even blind. He actually called Harley ugly."
"Yeah, Fred, who would he think is more beautiful?" George put a finger on his chin, pretending to think, then he shook his head in distress, with a painful expression on his face, "I can't think of it, Fred. For a qualified Malfoy, he might only be narcissistic."
More than half of the team led by Ron and Ginny laughed, and Cedric felt that he was about to lose his grip.
Flint clenched his fists, Malfoy blushed, both of them gritted their teeth, and drew out their wands to fight, the twins also drew out their wands to show their support to the end, the two sides were temporarily held by several Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws Living.
The twins are not helping, this is completely adding to the chaos, and they are about to make a fool of themselves in front of international friends.
Cedric quickly cleared his throat and showed his most serious expression, "What I want to say is that we are here today to represent my team members—at least most of them—hope to become friends with you. Friends. Regardless of the results of the official competition in a few days, friendship comes first and competition comes second."
Actually... the main reason is to visit Harry Potter... most of the team members think so too.
He paused, and after making up his mind, he continued, "And, on behalf of Hogwarts and fellow wizards in the UK, I would like to welcome Miss Potter back home."
"Hey, Cedric," Ginny protested, "Why doesn't No.1 use a plural? It should be 'we', and we also welcome Harry Potter back home. You see, you just excluded us."
Cedric spread his hands, "Yes, we."
"Uh, thanks?" Jennifer interjected before Harry could speak, "but she's our Seeker now—a Seeker who'll beat the craps out of you—don't even try to get close."
Harley wanted to help her forehead, what about the agreement not to "trash talk" each other?
Of course, Cedric was not angry, and only extended his hand to Jennifer, "Are you the captain? I'm looking forward to being 'beat the shit out of' by Miss Potter. And, I'm also a Seeker."
Jennifer couldn't say anything more about this frank attitude, so she could only hem and haw in response, and simply shook hands with the other party.
"Digory, where are your principles and bottom line?" Roger Davis, the former Ravenclaw Quidditch captain, kept shaking his head at Cedric's attitude of destroying his prestige. Can't count on...
"It's such a touching scene—unexpectedly, I was lucky enough to witness the birth of the great friendship between the British and American schools of magic and magic today." A sinister voice suddenly appeared behind the Hogwarts team members. This nightmarish scene The tone of voice has brought too many painful memories, and the senior students still cannot forget it even after three years.
The Ilvermorny team members also opened their eyes wide—Professor Snape, who has never been interested in Quidditch, actually came to England to watch the game this time?
Seeing the teammates around him trying to pretend they didn't hear them, Cedric gritted his teeth and was the first to turn around, "Hi, long time no see, Professor Snape."
Snape snorted and stepped forward, very wisely standing in the open space between the two teams, without making it clear where he belonged.
"Which team do you support?" Fred asked desperately.
In fact, the members of both teams wanted to know very much, but no one dared to ask. They could only silently express their respect to Fred.
"I'm not interested in this kind of boring competition." Snape paused, "I just went back to my country on business and happened to pass by here."
Harry rolled his eyes, this "coincidence" was a little far away.
"Well, I haven't seen any other country's youth teams go head-to-head before games like you, or 'close' - whatever you want to define."
He waved his hand, with the look of disgust that Hogwarts students are still very familiar with on his face, "It's all over, don't continue to be ashamed." He nodded to the American team, "You too, whoever picks someone to watch Look at your Coach Smith, he's throwing up his guts."
After finishing speaking, he turned around waving the corner of his robe, and the black cloak rolled behind him-this scene made several Hogwarts students tremble uncontrollably.
"Fortunately, he went to your school." Cormac McLaggen's face was distorted, with a half-smile, "Although I really want to sympathize with you, I really can't pretend."
Cedric was even more helpless. It seemed that the twig of friendship could not be passed on, "Let's go." He greeted his teammates, and at the same time turned his head to the US team, especially the team hidden in the blue and white uniforms. Harry Potter said, "Good luck to you guys."
"His goodness is a bit too fake." Looking at the back of the Hogwarts team who had gone away, Jennifer made such a comment to their captain.
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After another few days of moderate intensity training—Professor Smith at least knows not to drain the energy of the players before the game. In the blink of an eye, they will really play the next day.
The team members including Harley suddenly became nervous. Some had diarrhea, some prayed, and some could not eat or drink.
Harry's performance was pacing and thinking about how Damian and Joe would come tomorrow.
Since the official eighth-final between the British and American national teams is scheduled for 8:2 p.m., the youth team's match will be arranged to start at [-]:[-] p.m.
But Quidditch is a game that's hard to time ahead and depends entirely on whether or not the Snitch is caught, so some matches are settled in 10 minutes, while others last days.Therefore, if the youth team's exhibition match cannot be finished before the official game starts at 8 o'clock, it will still be temporarily suspended. When the national team takes another intermission, they will play interspersed with each other-until both games are over.
Tonight must be a sleepless night, the girls in the tent who were making the beds said so, but it is still necessary to close your eyes and rest your mind.
It was late at night, and between half asleep and half awake, Harry suddenly heard a rustling sound.
The second she opened her eyes, she had pulled out the bat dart under the pillow and pressed it against the source of the voice, "Who!"
"Yes... Dobby... hello, Harry Potter!"
A thin, trembling voice came from a body as small as a toy.
Harry lit up the inside of her drapery with her wand and saw - a house-elf!
She'd only seen such creatures in books... Castle Ilvermorny was too young, and already had goblins, so no need for house-elves.
"Who are you...?" Harry asked softly, as if he was afraid that a loud voice would scare him away.
The other party suddenly became excited, "Harry Potter actually talked to Dobby!"
"Shh - everyone else is sleeping!"
The elf who called himself Dobby covered his mouth, "It's okay, Dobby has cast a spell, and now Harry Potter won't be heard singing "A Pot of Hot Love" on the bed."
"I'm not going to sing "A Pot of Hot Love"" Are the elves' logic so weird?
Looking at the elf who was still staring at her nervously with wide-eyed eyes, Harry was forced to ask, "What do you want from me?"
"Harry Potter can't participate in tomorrow's game!" The elf's eyes widened, and the tennis balls almost popped out.
The author has something to say:
*Thank you for the rocket launcher of "Xiao Xiaoxiao Swallow"~(づ￣3￣)づ╭?～
*The mutual confrontation before the game and on the field, the English word is "trashtalk", after searching, only the translation into "trash talk", it always feels less taste...anyway, so be it _(:з」∠ )_
* In this article, Little Barty has been rescued by Lao Fu with a werewolf, and then the Imperius Curse controlled his father. No one wants to read this paragraph, so I won’t write it out to waste everyone’s money.
So Death Eater Riot won't have him taking Harley's wand and throwing the Dark Mark in the sky.
And how did Lao Fu know that Batty Jr. is still alive, the same as Ha 4:
Mother Barty Jr. swapped Barty Jr. out of Azkaban and soon died in prison.Bertha Jorkins, one of Barty's employees, accidentally saw Barty Jr. who had escaped from Azkaban in Barty's home. Barty cast a powerful forgetting spell on Bertha, giving her Caused permanent memory damage and has been confused ever since.
Ha 3 went to Albania on summer vacation, met one of the werewolves under Lao Fu (the original text was met with Wormtail), was caught by Lao Fu, Lao Fu restored her memory, and got little Barty still alive, and three Competition information.
Prior to this, Lao Fu also learned that Nuha was famous for Quidditch in the United States through the werewolf who escaped from the United States.This became the cause of Barty Jr. manipulating the Quidditch World Cup.