v4 Chapter 158： Gripen War

The next day, Ravenclaw's players entered the auditorium to loud applause.

Hufflepuff and Slytherin students applauded and cheered for them.

The Badgers were eliminated by Gryffindor, and naturally hoped that the group of stupid lions would lose the final.

And the Slytherins...they wished Gryffindor...death!

When saying this, the little snakes often have to put on a bit of a ferocious micro-expression, and even grit their teeth, and finally shout the word "death"!

What a great hatred, how much hatred... Oh, it was Malfoy, so please go ahead.

No wonder he was so angry, yesterday in Hogsmeade, he was attacked with mud by Harry in the Invisibility Cloak.

After all, it was a wrong payment!

Gryffindor ignored this group ridicule, and once again sacrificed two Firebolts in a high-profile manner, placing them in the most obvious position on the dining table.

Under the leadership of Wood, a group of Gryffindor members bowed and paid homage, making it like a sacrificial ceremony.

Annie didn't know where to hide, probably afraid that William would get angry.

The little girl was in a very complicated mood. She was Gryffindor, and it was inappropriate not to lend the Firebolt to Angelina.

But how do you want to borrow it in her heart, not liking her brother's loss is one aspect, the most important thing... She hopes that after she joins the Gryffindor Quidditch team, she will defeat her brother herself.

This is probably the legendary sister!

After visiting the broom, the little lions gathered together in twos and threes.

McLaggen in Gryffindor, showing off with his roommates.

He claims:

"It was my letter to Randolph Bardmore, the owner of the Cosmic Broomstick, that inspired him to create the Firebolt.

Without me, there would be no Firebolt! "

McLaggen also waved his hand and announced on the spot that he would participate in the Quidditch selection for the next school year.

It seemed that with him, Gryffindor would instantly become a national Quidditch team.

Tsk tsk... It's a shame not to go to the World Cup.

In addition to him, other students are also bragging about how they know Firebolt.

Ron is one of the best.

He would tell others about the unique touch of sitting on a Firebolt if anyone would listen.

When someone asked about the carrying capacity of the broom, he described the experience of riding the broom with Harry.

In his words, even if you do strenuous exercise on it, it is very stable.

Everyone is also keen to compare the strength of the two teams, put data and talk about records, it seems that everyone understands the ball!

What surprised William the most was that he also saw Ludo.

Ludo was dressed in fancy dress, with a sky-blue eagle printed on his robe.

He squeezed through the crowd and sat down at the Ravenclaw table.

"William, I'm leaving my Quidditch World Cup work today to watch your game."

He laughed, "I'm a big fan of yours!"

William raised his eyebrows.

He just lost his World Cup job and went AWOL to watch a school game?

As expected of you, Ludo... Really unreliable.

He glanced around, approached William, and lowered his voice:

"Watching the game is second, I also brought two Chasers... players from the England national team..."

"You can't let them show up now, sports stars, it will cause an unnecessary sensation. You will only come to watch when the game is played for a while.

If you can, use that trick today and have them take a closer look. "

Ludo reveals his true purpose. There is a reason why he is so enthusiastic.

After all, this is... a paid service.

"Don't they have to train?" William asked suspiciously. "It's been a few months since the World Cup?"

"It's good to relax properly."

Ludo squeezed his eyes and lowered his voice: "I tell you, don't tell anyone else.

This year, the England national team is invincible in training games, and neither Ireland nor Scotland are rivals!

They have won seven consecutive training matches... England will definitely break the curse of the quarter-finals this time and aim at the world championship! "

Invincible in scrims?

Break through the quarterfinals?

A world champion?

Hiss... Putting these words together, why does William inexplicably have the illusion that England will fail miserably? !

Ludo shook his pocket, and the gold coins rattled.

"The England national team is already thinking about the championship...Follow me, this year's Yabao is in the England national team, it is guaranteed to be very profitable!"

Well, optimism and inflation are over.

With a smile in William's eyes, he watched Ludo leave... He will probably lose a lot, right?

Hermione held her cheeks and secretly stared at William's dark green eyes, dazed.

By the time he looked back, she had already blinked and held up a badge in her hand.

"For you, I've prepared a present for one night!" she said cheerfully.

William looked down and saw that it was a badge.

On the badge are the words in sky blue:

Come on William!

After a few seconds, the font of the badge disappeared and became two animals:

A sea eagle with open wings and a white swan are flying around each other.

The girl carefully helped him button his clothes.

William rubbed Hermione's hair, then reached out and stroked a stray strand of hair on his sideburns, gently stroking it behind her ear.

He stood up, smiling brightly.

Hermione, whose ears were red, stood up and waved.

William left the dining table, walked a dozen meters away, turned around again, and saw that she didn't put her hands down, she was still standing and waving, watching him leave.

William waved to Hermione before leaving completely.

All Ravenclaw players, holding brooms, followed behind him, left the auditorium, and walked towards the locker room.

William put on a sky blue robe and buckled the badge in the most conspicuous position.

They walked out of the locker room to the field, and the field was full of noise.

Three-quarters of the crowd wore blue tulips and waved sky-blue flags with eagles.

For example, Slytherin even played a banner:

Anxious,

Anxious!

They are in a hurry!

Gryffindor Quidditch Cats Team!

"The Gryffindor team is here!" Lee Jordan, the commentator, exclaimed hoarsely.

"Porter, Bell, Johnson, Snapinter, the Weasleys and Wood.

Recognized by the world as the best team at Hogwarts in this millennium... The Diamond Generation! "

Li's comments were drowned out by a burst of boos from the students.

How did he say such shameless words? Even Professor McGonagall blushed a little while listening.

"The Ravenclaw team is here William also has Firebolts...but Gryffindor has two...According to the number, Gryffindor is slightly better!"

The two teams stood face to face.

Mrs. Hooch said briskly, "Get on the broom...listen to my whistle...three...two...one..."

Fourteen brooms rose into the air, and Huo Qi's whistle was submerged in the roar of the crowd.

Three brooms, straight across the crowd, stand out.

They were William, Angelina and Harry riding the Firebolt.

Everyone's eyes were locked on William who was holding the Quaffle.

The classic Gripen battle... finally begins!

...

...

(Ask for recommendation votes, everyone.

Thanks for the reward from the boss of "Benbang Paella")