Rebirth of the Harry Potter - Chapter 442

Ron heard the sound of countless feet on the stands, very clearly.

There seemed to be someone singing, but Ron couldn’t hear the lyrics. The sound was very similar to his own name.

Ron began to feel nervous again, as if the intestines in his stomach were tangled together, his expression stiff, his face pale.

“…It’s time,” Angelina looked at her watch and whispered, “Let’s go… Good luck to us.”

The team members stood up, picked up their broomsticks, and walked out of the locker room in line. Ron walked at the end, the broomstick in his hand seemed to crush his shoulder.

Walking into the drowsy sunlight, even though the students in the stands couldn’t tell who was who at the moment, they still gave them thunderous applause and whistles.

The voice of the singing, which was concealed by cheers and whistles, was vague and clearer.

The Slytherin players were already standing there, all wearing crown-shaped silver badges on their chests.

The new captain Monta has exaggerated muscles, and his thick forearms are like hairy ham.

Behind him are two boys who are almost the same stout, looking dull.

Malfoy was standing next to Monta, even though the sun was not good today, his platinum hair was still too dazzling.

Ron realized that Malfoy didn’t have the silver badge his teammates wear on his chest, and he felt a little puzzled.

In Ron’s dazed expression, Monta patted the silver badge on his chest, grinned and said, “Weasley, our hope of winning is all placed on you. Don’t let us down.”

“The captains of both sides shake hands.” The referee Madam Hooch called.

Angelina and Monta came together.

“Get on the broom…”

Madam Hooch stuffed the whistle into her mouth and blew it hard.

The kick-off was kicked off, and fourteen players rose into the air. Ron pressed his nervousness, he rose sharply and went straight to the ring of the goal.

The other team members should hit the flying ball of the flying ball, and the person looking for the golden snitch should look for the golden snitch.

Commentator Jordan held a panoramic telescope, and commented: “Johnson, Johnson grabbed the ghost fly ball, what a great girl, I have been talking for several years, and she still refuses to date me—”

“Jordan!” Professor McGonagall called.

“Just kidding, Professor, add a little condiment-she dodges Wallington, dodges Monta, she-oops-she was hit by a wandering ball behind her, Hartle hit …”

“Monta caught the ghost fly ball, Monta took the ball back and rushed back—well, the Gryffindor batter hit a beautiful wandering ball and flew towards Monta’s head. He lost the ghost. The fly ball was picked up by Katie Bell, and Gryffindor’s Katie Bell passed back to Alia Spinnett. Spinnett immediately…”

Lee Jordan’s commentary echoed in the field, and Ron erected his ears very hard to listen. In his ears were the howling wind and the noise of the audience——

“… Avoided Wallington, avoided a walk-in ball-well, Alia-the audience likes this, listen to this sound, what are they singing? Which college cheerleader song is it?”

When Li Qiaodan came down to explain and listened, the singing sounded loudly from the silver and green sea of ​​Slytherin in the stands:

That little silly Weasley,

He can’t block a ball,

The Slytherin sang,

Weasley is our king.

Weasley was born in the trash can,

He always puts the ball in the goal,

Weasley guaranteed me to win this,

Weasley is our king.

Ron felt that the internal organs were overwhelming, as if a fire dragon ran in and destroyed it. He now understands what Monta said.

Jordan yelled: “Ah, the Slytherin goalkeeper saved the ball. He threw the ghost ball to Warrington. Warrington drove the ball and bypassed Alia and Katie. He is now away. Ron is getting closer…”

Following Jordan’s explanation, the singing from Slytherin suddenly rang loudly:

Weasley was born in the trash can,

He always puts the ball in the goal.

Jordan tried to silence the voice: “Now is the first test of Gryffindor’s new goalkeeper Weasley. He is the younger brother of batsmen Fred and George. The team’s rising star… Come on, Ron. !”

But the cheers came from the Slytherin side: Ron swooped with his arms open, and the ghost ball flew under his armpit and went straight into the center of the goal ring.

“Slytherin scored!” Jordan’s regretful voice sounded amidst the cheers and boos of the audience in the stands.

“Slytherin leads… Ron is out of luck…”

The Slytherin laughed and sang louder:

The Slytherin sang,

Weasley is our king.

Before long, Jordan’s voice became tense again: “Pousy avoided Alia, went straight to the goal, and rushed to it, Ron…”

Only the Gryffindor side groaned in pain, while the Slytherin players burst into screams and applause.

The Slytherin cheerleaders sang excitedly:

Weasley guaranteed me to win this,

Weasley is our king.

…

One goal after another.

The singing is also loud and loud.

However, when the lively sound reaches a certain glass window a few hundred meters away, it has become very small, and it does not feel noisy at all.

Today, the weather is cold and dim. It is very suitable to hide in a quiet room, light up the soft light, and warm the fire to sleep slowly.

Zhang Qiu and the others did not come out in the bedroom, Crookshanks curled up in a chair, and the various fancy elf hats that were woven on the table next to the stove—this was the work of Zhang Qiu and Hermione result.

Harry pulled out the potions textbook, shining the flames, and read a text about the use of scurvy, lovage and sneeze, but was quickly distracted.

“These plants are most likely to cause encephalitis, and they are mostly used in confusion medicine, causing people to be impatient and reckless…”

“…It is most likely to cause encephalitis…, mostly used for…”

“…Used in confusion medicine…”

“…To others…impatient and reckless…”

Harry slowly narrowed his eyes, his eyelids heavier.

“Ha…” Harry yawned.

A drowsiness surged, he really wanted to sleep…

The armchairs in front of the fireplace were warm and comfortable, Crookshanks whimpered, the fire crackled…

The magic book slipped from Harry’s hand and fell on the carpet, his head tilted to the side…

Wouldn’t it be a waste not to have a good night’s sleep in such an appropriate environment?

A white figure came over quietly on tiptoe, watching Harry leaning on the armchair without an image, the corners of his mouth seemed to be dripping.

Astoria secretly smiled and took out a small black box in his hand with a dozen buttons on the front.

She straightened the thing in her hand, faced Harry, took a few shots, and saved it.

This thing is a technology product that just appeared in the Muggle world-mobile phone ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Although the resolution of the photos taken is only a few hundred pixels, it is easy to carry and full of novelty. Astoria After receiving this little gift from Harry, I couldn’t put it down.

…

A few hours later.

Harry woke up.

It just so happened that Helena just made lunch.

When the four of them were enjoying lunch, Helena mentioned: “Today Gryffindor and Slytherin played. Although Gryffindor goalkeeper Ron missed many goals, they did not expect that they caught the Golden Snitch. , The total score was ten points higher than Slytherin, winning the game dangerously and dangerously.”

“Oh.” Harry said flatly.

Other than that, there was no other reaction.

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