Marvel: I'm Hermione, from Hogwarts!

"You think so too?" The bucktoothed man was a little surprised.

It was the first time he heard a voice of approval from a Gryffindor.

"Of course, but you are wrong about one thing."

"where?"

"It's not about competition first and friendship second." Hermione slowly raised her head, her smile gradually becoming colder, "It should be..."

“Game first, game second!”

Hermione said word by word.

Just when the opponent was still in a daze, a loud whistle sounded, and several balls of different sizes instantly rushed into the sky.

The game officially begins!

……

New York, Stark Tower.

"Tony look, little Hermione is on the court!"

Pepper pointed at the big screen and exclaimed in surprise.

The picture shows the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin.

A few days ago, Hermione and Tony conducted joint scientific research and thought of many ways. Finally, they succeeded in enchanting the drone, and used the magic book to project the captured images across a world onto the screen of Stark Tower.

It is not transmitted through signals, but through magic.

Reading more books is still useful.

Besides Tony Pepper, there was also a black-salted egg watching the live Quidditch match.

The latter will never miss any opportunity to learn about the mysterious side. This game may be just a new sports activity for Tony, but for him, it is a vital source of intelligence.

Looking at the wizards flying in the sky and the audience around them who were dressed similarly to Hermione, Fury was finally convinced that the wizarding world really existed!

Countless details are perfect and definitely not fabricated.

"Library witch?"

Listening to the narrator's introduction, several people looked at each other.

I haven't heard Hermione mention this nickname before.

Is she someone who likes reading and studying so much?

It doesn't even look like it.

He doesn't look like a top student, but more like a sports student.

The feeling of a pure wild girl, a crazy girl.

They suddenly realized that, apart from having a good relationship, their understanding of Hermione was far from enough.

"Little Hermione is quite popular." Hearing the cheers of "Hermione" and "Witch" from the audience, Pepper looked at Tony and said with a smile.

She had been a little worried before that Hermione always ran away from school, wondering if it was because she was often ostracized by her classmates at school. Now it seemed that she was worrying too much.

……

When the whistle sounded, fourteen people instantly flew towards their respective goals.

For a moment, the figures of the players from both teams crisscrossed in the sky, flying at high speeds of hundreds of kilometers.

The battle between scrambled eggs with tomatoes and tofu with green onions is about to break out.

Blige from Slytherin and Angelina from Gryffindor were chasers, dodging in the crowd. Finally, Angelina grabbed the Quaffle first and flew towards a ring door of Slytherin.

But Blige was not willing to give up. He accelerated and chased after her, and came to Angelina's side.

Seeing that the latter didn't notice him, Blige smiled sinisterly and suddenly rushed towards Angelina sideways!

The latter groaned, lost his balance, and was almost knocked off the broom, and the ball in his hand fell.

Fortunately, Alia arrived in time, grabbed the ball, and took over the attack again.

However, the bucktoothed man, the captain of the Slytherin team, Marcus Flint, had been lying in ambush for a long time. When he saw the ball fall into Arya's hands, he suddenly jumped out from the side and kicked Arya in the lower abdomen.

The latter rolled several times in the sky, but fortunately did not fall down, but the Quaffle slipped out of his hand again.

"Uh-huh!!!"

There were boos coming from all around, most of which were expressions of dissatisfaction with Slytherin's series of small actions.

Although it was not a foul, it was certainly not very honorable.

In the audience, Professor McGonagall clenched her fists and kept a close eye on the situation, the tension on her face clearly visible.

Marcus didn't care at all, and was even a little proud of it.

In his eyes, as long as the goal can be achieved, it doesn't matter if the means are dirty.

The good news is that there was one person present who strongly agreed with his point of view.

The bad news is that this person is on the opposite side and her name is Hermione.

"Okay, okay, Violent Motorcycles, right?" Hermione saw the two men attacking her, but instead of getting angry, she smiled. "You all saw it, it was the other side that attacked first."

As he spoke, he accelerated to the side of a Slytherin team member and jumped off his broom.

"Rider Kick!"

The Slytherin team members did not expect Hermione to do this. They watched her do a knight kick in mid-air and the sole of her shoe quickly enlarged.

A flying kick hit him right in the nose.

I'll kick your head off.

This kick was much more brutal than Marcus's. It directly kicked the opponent and the broom into the stands, and the man fell into coma immediately.

Hermione drew back her feet and landed precisely on the broom below.

The scene was very quiet for a moment.

The next second, Gryffindor burst into laughter.

The Slytherins roared in protest.

However, the Gryffindors, who had been holding their breath for a long time, did not give in at all and immediately retorted.

You are allowed to bump and kick, but we Hermione are not allowed to rider kick?

Look, even his kicking posture is more elegant than yours, with just the right amount of force and outstanding results.

"Well... Slytherin just made a secret move, using the Iron Mountain Lean Back Kick and the Back Kick, and the Gryffindor witch responded with a beautiful Knight Flying Kick..."

The commentator was a little stuck for a moment, and always felt that his commentary was not like Quidditch, but rather like a martial arts film.

"Get one."

After taking a look at the Slytherin team member who was unable to get up, Hermione grabbed the broom without any delay and rushed towards the next person.

Highlight a clear goal.

Chapter 43 Cyberpunk 2077

While Slytherin's Bletchley had his eyes on Angelina, Hermione quietly approached from behind.

Just when he was about to reenact the previous scene, he suddenly discovered that there was another person next to him.

Hermione smiled a crooked dragon-like smile.

Blackie felt something was wrong and was about to speed up to distance himself when he heard a loud shout next to his ear.

"Man!"

Hermione suddenly elbowed Bletchley, causing him to feel a sharp pain in his left rib, as if several bones were broken. He was also spun several times by the sudden elbow and fell headfirst into the sand.

"Pretty!"

The Weasley twins enjoyed watching the fun and gave Hermione thumbs up repeatedly.

"you!"

Slytherin captain Marcus saw this scene from afar and even forgot to throw the Quaffle. He just stood there in a daze and accidentally let Arya snatch the ball and shoot.

"Ten points for Gryffindor!"

Lee Jordan explained loudly, his voice high.

Marcus looked a little dazed. Was this still the Gryffindor he knew?

Why does it feel like this freshman named Hermione is more Slytherin-like than the Slytherins?

Could it be that I was assigned to the wrong college?

With two people lost in a flash, Slytherin's pressure doubled and they switched from offense to defense.

Marcus' eyes widened as he watched Hermione run straight to the next person.

Come again? !

He quickly shouted, "Be careful!"

Several other team members also noticed what had happened, and for a moment they were all on high alert towards Hermione.

When one of them saw Hermione rushing towards him, he immediately began to move up, down, left and right, not giving Hermione any chance to touch him.

Seeing this, Hermione simply stopped chasing, raised her bat, and when the time was right, she hit the Bludger at the opponent.

The person on the other side saw the Bludger flying towards them and was about to dodge sideways, but the next second, he noticed that the front end of Hermione's broom suddenly lit up with a dazzling light.

The extremely bright white light almost blinded his eyes.

He subconsciously covered his tearful eyes and missed the chance to dodge. The bludger hit him right in the face and he fell headfirst to the ground.

Hey!

Marcus cursed in his heart.

"Cheating, this guy cheats with spells!" he shouted, pointing at Hermione.

Madam Hooch shook her head, cast an amplifying spell, and replied loudly: "She didn't take out her wand, and there was no sign of casting a spell. The game continues!"

Looking at Hermione with empty hands, Marcus couldn't understand what was going on.

Looking at Hermione carefully, he realized that what was lit in front of her broom was something like a laser flashlight, but it was much brighter than the flashlight he knew.

The power is almost as strong as a flash bomb.

Hermione said calmly, "My eyesight is not very good, so it makes sense to install a headlight on the broom."

Before Marcus could react, she ran straight to the next person.

The next team member who was chosen as the target saw Hermione coming towards him, and thought of the miserable state of his three teammates just now. His eyes became fierce, and he was ready to meet her head-on.

I'm tall and strong, how can I not be defeated by a little girl?

Sprinting directly towards Hermione.

"drop!!!"

Just as the two were about to touch, he heard a deafening noise coming from the front. For a moment, he felt as if he was face to face with a train that was whistling. His eardrums were almost broken, and he felt dizzy. He lost control of the broom and crashed directly.

Hermione took off her earmuffs and glanced back at Marcus.

"I was afraid of hitting someone, so I installed a horn on the broom to warn your team members that they were about to hit someone. No need to thank me."

In the next half minute, Hermione did the same thing, turning on the high beam, honking the horn, and blowing out tail smoke, sending the remaining Slytherin members away, leaving only the captain, bucktoothed Marcus, still on the field.

At this time, he was already scared out of his wits by Hermione, and there was no thought of winning or losing the game in his mind, only one thought.

Don't let Hermione get close!

Thinking of this, he turned and ran, and his broom accelerated at full speed, and Hermione couldn't catch up for a while.

Both of them were riding Nimbus 2000, and there was no difference in their top speed.

Hermione immediately pressed the red button on the side of her broom.

"Ahahaha, here comes the nitrogen!"

The next second, an inconspicuous golden-red module at the end of the broom quickly unfolded, and then spewed out a blue tail flame like a rocket thruster.