Quidditch suddenly became a bit boring, at least for Harry.
Although beating children is a very happy thing, the most fascinating thing about competitive confrontation is the pleasure brought by the adrenaline rush during the intense and intense confrontation.
This ability to settle the body and mind and enjoy the joy is the true meaning of participating in the game.
"You are too weak."
Like an emperor, Harry sat in the main seat, and below him sat the Quidditch teams of the four houses.
"Quidditch without any confrontation is too boring. You have disappointed me. What's the point of a game that can't please me?"
In the eight Saturdays since Halloween, Hufflepuff, led by Harry, has stepped on everyone from the other three houses to complete an unprecedented clean streak.
"I feel very bad now when I think that such a boring game will accompany me for seven years of school life."
The only people who were pointed at their noses and yelled at them remained silent. In the face of absolute power, any sophistry seemed extremely powerless. For the other three colleges, this year is a year of shame for them, and this shame is likely to remain Lasts until Harry graduates and leaves Hogwarts.
It's not that they have never thought about resisting. Ravenclaw chose to unite with Gryffindor after being killed. One side has endless strategies and tactics, and the other side is the most skilled and solid team, but even such a strong team The United were still killed by Harry until their sanity collapsed.
The three chasing girls from Gryffindor burst into tears after the game. It was not that they had never touched the ball, but they were often snatched away from their hands by someone who violently penetrated them within a few seconds of touching the ball. My dear, the top speed they sprint at is just the normal speed of Harry walking and cruising. His strong body and amazing dynamic vision allow him to maintain the speed of Nimbus 2000 at 270 kilometers per hour while playing with the broom dexterously. There is no need at all. The so-called slowdown.
"Why are you all silent? I have defeated you several times. Is it because of these few small failures that your belief in winning and defeating me has collapsed and disappeared?"
"I am indeed stronger than you, and I am more talented than you, but that doesn't mean I can't be challenged!"
Harry, who was a bit jealous, glared at these guys who lowered their heads and pretended to be salted fish.
"Where did Gryffindor's fighting spirit go? Where did Slytherin's pride go? Where did Ravenclaw's wisdom go?"
"Why don't you just call it the Academy of Kneading Pussy Cats, the Academy of Dead Snakes with No Bones, and the Academy of Disabled Trolls with Crooked Mouths and Slanted Eyes?"
There were some weak snorts that could not be suppressed, and Harry suddenly turned his head and glared at the Hufflepuff team.
"You still have the nerve to smile?"
"Do you know what war logistics is? Let me tell you! The so-called logistics force means that after completing the same training as other units, it still finds time to prepare the logistics support of the entire army!"
"Do you think the logistics soldiers are just a bunch of useless idiots who only cook and eat on the sly?"
"I'm telling you! In the army, the cooking squads that look ordinary at first glance are full of dragons, but what about you?"
"I killed them all, but not one of you can keep up with me! You can't even complete the most basic coordination with me!"
"Is it because I have been absent from training with you for these four months? Or do you think that someone with big legs can take you flying, so you don't care what you are like?"
"Yes, when I was here, Hufflepuff was able to win the championship every year, but I will graduate sooner or later! And what about Hufflepuff after that?"
"Another eleven years or more of being separated from the championship? If you put your so-called hopes on someone, then this group can be said to be finished! Do you know?! It's finished!"
"Just say that Slytherin is the one you despise the most!"
"We all know that they like to commit dirty fouls. This is a dirty trick! But it is undeniable that they won! They have won for seven consecutive years!"
"And has anyone in Slytherin ever produced anyone who is as capable of dominating a game as I am?"
"No!"
"What do they rely on? It's unity, **** unity! Even if they do evil things, a group of people will get together in a group! Then they will beat you fools who like to fly alone into big idiots who will sneer on the ground!"
A burst of muffled laughter came, and Slytherin captain Marcus's ugly face was squeezed into an immoral old chrysanthemum.
"Laughter, laugh! Haven't you been beaten enough by me, Marcus?"
Harry picked him up by the collar and kneeled him on his stomach. The sharp pain from the violent attack on his liver made the gorilla fall to the ground instantly, sweating profusely from the pain.
After the Halloween game, Marcus brought a group of thugs to trouble Harry. Unfortunately, they failed to succeed and were beaten into the school hospital by Harry. A group of strong ordinary people looked very... It's bluffing, but they haven't systematically trained their ability to resist blows. They couldn't even catch Harry's punch.
"The means of doing evil are always underhanded. If I have the ability to crush you head-on, why should I carry out sneak attacks in secret?"
"Don't tell me this is what you call special operations. All the tactics in the world can be summed up in just one sentence!"
"That's bullying!"
"Only weaklings without strength or self-confidence would choose such despicable means. Shady things can never be put on the table. You who are complacent about this will never stand at the top."
"Okay, now that I've finished scolding, I feel relieved. There will be no nonsense next, I'll just get down to business."
Marcus shrank up after being thrown into his seat. He was obviously a head taller than Harry, but the feeling of being treated like a chicken made him dare not think of anything rash. Marcus's IQ Although it is a bit low, I still know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
"Professor Grindelwald is right. There are many elites in Hogwarts, and they are very outstanding, just like Charlie Weasley last year."
"But the team at Hogwarts is just a bunch of writhing maggots, a bunch of loose sand, and it's loose sand that will fight among itself!"
"Only by twisting the strength into a rope can we truly unleash the power of the team. Although none of you can beat me one-on-one, whether on or off the field, if you can learn to work together as a team and work hard to improve your personal The strength, the way to counter me is not non-existent.”
"The cooperation between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw has already proved this. Those three girls have been able to get the ball. Although they still have no power to fight back due to their rubbish cooperation and lack of strength, this is already It’s a good start.”
"I like Quidditch, and I want to enjoy the Quidditch game, even though we are rivals! But I still hope that you can surpass your past and become an opponent worthy of me."
"I'm going to set up an organization. I will personally train each of you. No matter which college you come from, I will seriously help you improve your strength."
"Just think of it as raising tigers. I hope to raise a group of fierce tigers that will roar with me on the playing field or even larger battlefields!"
"Those who wish to become a member of the Chapter, a member of the Brotherhood of the Astartes, come forward!"
Harry bared his white fangs for Quidditch, but...is it all Quidditch?
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Brothers, I sent it!
There are only 560 follow-up readings. I guess I missed the second round of recommendations. The fanfic is too complicated. I thought I could pass 12 on the sub-list and 45 on the main list. Unexpectedly, I sent it anyway. If I didn’t receive the promotion notification at 6 p.m. , it should be ready to be put on the shelves, and then it will be hard and long, maybe it will be successful until it is a high-quality product (but this is a dream).
I have disappointed everyone and failed to produce good results, but this book will still be completed safely.
Now that this is the case, let’s face reality. After I put it on the shelves, I tried my best to keep the three updates. I write books part-time. I definitely don’t have as many hours every day as I did full-time. I am relatively slow at coding, and I will probably have five or six ink marks in the third update. Hours, this is almost all my free time, so please forgive me.
While it is still on the new book list and there are still two days of recommendations, I try to write more. It is better to have a little exposure than to run away after it is on the shelves.
Not to mention anything else, I quietly skipped work and started coding.
