A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 829 The Strongest Defender - Hermione Granger

Chapter 829 The Strongest Defender - Hermione Granger

Sometimes, you have to admit...

If you do too much anaerobic exercise the day before, a lot of lactic acid will accumulate in your body the next day, causing soreness all over your body.

Early in the morning, sitting in the auditorium, staring at the blue ceiling, William was thinking about how to get rid of lactic acid in his body.

That's right, he was describing exactly the state of mind after a Quidditch match!

William was definitely not in pain, but his legs were a little weak. He yawned and seemed a bit listless.

He looked like he hadn't slept well last night.

Anne walked over, carrying her fire crossbow bolt, and plopped down next to William.

"Brother, you weren't so nervous that you didn't sleep all night, were you?" she guessed wildly.

"I'm nervous?" William poured himself a cappuccino, but Annie snatched it away, so he had to pour himself another one.

"Putting aside the other teams, I'm pretty good at beating your Gryffindor!"

"I'm Gryffindor's new Chaser, don't underestimate us!"

Annie pouted and glared at him.

William gave a perfunctory "hmm" and lifted his leg, saying:

"Give me a massage, my legs are so sore... Once you're done, I won't have to steal your Quaffle from my game today."

Annie gave her brother a couple of hard punches, then placed her pineapple head on his lap and let him knead it.

William rolled his eyes at her.

How much force can a cat use when kneading?

If it were someone with the weight of Boba Tea stepping on it, it would be more like it!

"Where did Hermione go?" Anne looked around; she wasn't there to see William.

"Still sleeping." William picked up Pineapple Head, ready to give the cat a kiss.

"This is my first match, and she didn't even come to watch!" Annie said indignantly.

"She'll be here soon. I used my 'wand' to help her practice forbidden magic yesterday, and I'm exhausted. Let her sleep a little longer."

William spoke in a tone that suggested he was concerned for his girlfriend.

Annie, being a little girl, couldn't understand at all and naively thought the two were doing combat training.

As William spoke, he tried to suck on the pineapple head, but the other party meowed in disgust.

It even stretched out its two paws, which were covered in white gloves, trying to block this cat-cuddling behavior of expecting free treats without giving it any.

Hello everyone.

Just then, a dreamlike voice rang out behind them.

William turned around and found that it was Luna. Many people were looking at her, some even laughing and pointing.

Because Luna's attire was strange, she was wearing a hat shaped like a sea eagle.

William was speechless. When he transformed into a eagle... how dashing and heroic he was!

Why does Luna's eagle... look so silly?

If I had to describe it, it would be the difference between a wolf and a husky!

"Luna, aren't you supporting your best friend?" Annie said. "This is my first competition."

"Annie, I'll support you again next time!" Luna laughed. "But today, I'm more rooting for Ravenclaw."

As she spoke, she tapped her hat with her wand.

The eagle opened its mouth wide and made a realistic meow, startling everyone around it.

"Not bad, right?" Luna said happily.

William helped her straighten her hat, nodded, and said, "Not bad, it looks festive. Ravenclaw will win."

She hummed in agreement, then reached out and tilted her hand back.

William laughed and pulled down the furry eagle hairpin that had been covering Luna's forehead, covering her entire face.

Not far away, Qiu is selling products live...

Or rather, she was giving away snail rice noodles.

Cedric was also helping out, and his movements looked like he was running a promotional discount event.

Seeing that it was free, many students happily took a few packs, intending to eat them as a late-night snack when they returned to their dormitories!

Qiu also gave a few instructions, saying that it would taste better if eaten in a place with cats.

This girl has become quite sly now!

Harry wasn't thinking about the competition at all; he was only focused on grabbing snail rice noodles.

"I love this the most!" Harry shouted, deliberately trying to get Cho's attention.

Qiu did hear it. She pursed her lips and muttered to herself:

"From now on, keep your distance when Harry talks, or you'll have bad breath."

Harry, unaware of Cho's thoughts, was secretly pleased with himself.

"This is the first gift Qiu gave me..."

Harry has started updating his "Simp Quotes" again.

Ron looked nervous and pulled Harry back to the Gryffindor table.

As they passed the Slytherin table, they heard a commotion.

Almost everyone wore a silver crown-shaped badge over their silver and green scarves and hats.

"Do you like my new badge?" Malfoy laughed.

Harry thought it was another insult directed at him, but to his surprise, it said:

Weasley is our king!

Monta, the new captain of Slytherin Quidditch, stood up and shouted:

"Have you booked a bed at the university hospital, Weasley?"

Ron's face turned a little green.

Malfoy mimicked Ron's missed Quake ball catch, causing Ron's ears to turn red, his hands to tremble, and the snail rice noodles he was helping Harry to grab to fall to the ground.

"It's okay, don't pay attention to them!" Harry comforted him.

Ron didn't speak, his face was pale and he was sweating profusely.

Harry dragged Ron along towards the Gryffindor dining table.

The lion cubs cheered immediately.

But the cheers didn't cheer Ron up; instead, they seemed to drain his last bit of morale.

Ron slumped down on the nearest stool, as if this were his last breakfast.

"I'd be crazy to join the team," Ron said in a hoarse whisper. "Crazy!"

"Don't talk nonsense," Harry said sternly, handing him some cereal. "You'll be fine. It's normal to be nervous."

"I'm a piece of trash," Ron said, clutching his head. "I'm useless, I can't play basketball at all..."

The thought of facing William, a historic chaser... made Ron nervous to the point of tears.

Angelina walked over and pounded the table, saying:

"Once everyone's ready," Angelina said, "we'll head straight to the court!"

At the Ravenclaw dining table, William also stood up.

All the Ravenclaw players gathered around him, and the hall erupted in applause.

William led the Ravenclaw team through the foyer, down the stone steps, and into the cold air.

The frosty grass crunched under their feet as they hurried down the slope toward the field.

After everyone changed their clothes, William, as the captain, led the team onto the field.

In an instant, the stadium erupted in a cacophony of voices as students from the school appeared at the venue.

Li's unique voice rang out.

"Hello everyone, welcome to the Quidditch match! I'm your favorite commentator... Lee Jordan!"

"We can see that fourteen team members... top players from the school, are already standing on the field."

Today's match still featured many familiar faces.

These are all veteran players who have been famous for many years. They not only possess top-notch individual skills, but also represent the first-class level of Hogwarts.

Of course, the dark horses of the new generation cannot be ignored. For example, young Anne Stark, who is William's sister…

Okay, the two captains have now shaken hands.

William and Angelina got together.

Angelina's eyes blazed as she gripped his hand, seemingly trying to break his fingers so he couldn't hold the Quaffle.

William countered with a Bone-Dislocating Hand, followed by the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, successfully suppressing Angelina...

The two quickly separated and returned to their various brooms.

Mrs. Hooch put the whistle in her mouth and blew it hard.

"The kickoff has begun, and all fourteen players have taken to the air."

Li roared hoarsely:

"It's William Stark with the ball again. He's known as the greatest chaser in history, and his scoring ability is beyond question."

He accelerated and left Angelina behind!

Ah, he ejaculated!

A classic Stark long-range shot! Perfect arc...

Li's excited roar abruptly stopped.

Because... it's an absurdly bad three-no-stick situation!

William rubbed his wrist and sighed.

That's embarrassing.

This ball would have definitely gone in in the past.

Hermione, sitting in the Gryffindor audience seats, holding binoculars, blushed and spat out:

"What 'best chaser'? I still managed to stop him!"

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(End of this chapter)

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