v5 Chapter 51： Gamble, Quidditch, kill! (Thanks to 'Big Chief Blackhand Salted Fish...

As a veteran gamer for many years, Professor McGonagall was not so easily persuaded by William.

But after listening to Trelawney's prophecy, she suddenly firmed up her faith:

Go bankrupt and crush Transylvani!

Let the feelings... go to hell!

So, at the moment when the money was pressed, Professor McGonagall became a staunch England black fan... the kind who wished they died!

She's Scottish anyway.

Professor Trelawney said that she believed in Tianmu and prophecy, but her body was very honest, and she secretly bought Transylvania.

The news that the three big fools spent a lot of Galleons on the Transylvania team quickly spread around the camp.

This incident became the biggest joke before the game.

It's not that no one wants to bet on a hand with high odds and win against Transylvania... But the probability is too low, such an operation is basically a gambler's psychology.

This kind of person does not have many Galleons, not as arrogant as William and McGonagall.

After all, one side is the invincible England national team in training games, and the other side is the all-amateur team. Do you dare to take ten thousand Galleons and bet on the odds of one in ten thousand?

The entire Transylvania team was excited, especially the team's coach.

As a professor of divination at the Waggadu School of Magic, he immediately released the words:

To become brothers with William, not to be born in the same month in the same year, but to die in the same month in the same year.

You bad old man is very bad... you are in your 80s, who will live and die with you!

There were rumors outside, but William, the person involved, calmly called Hermione and Annie to his room.

"Annie, you follow Hermione and don't do anything weird, you know?" he whispered.

"You have to learn from Hermione's usual way, and you must not go wrong."

Annie, who had never used compound decoction, was also a little excited. There is an inexplicable feeling of being involved in a big event.

"Brother, I know the seriousness!" Annie nodded obediently.JPG.

"It's my strength that you handed such an important thing to me... I've finally reached the point of going out on an adventure with you, isn't it?"

Anne's whole person is very happy.

She glanced at Hermione with a playful look of 'should squeeze you out sooner or later'.

William looked strange and touched Annie's head pitifully.

No, child.

I choose you...not because you are good, but because you are not famous. No one really cares about going to the World Cup or not.

He didn't answer, glancing at Hermione deliberately.

Hermione stared nervously and waved her fist threateningly, forbidding him to say the "unremarkable Anne" comment!

William winked, Hermione stared, sparks sparkling in their eyes.

"What are you two doing? What looks are you exchanging!"

Annie squeezed between the two of them, separating their eyes from each other.

"And brother, I found a problem, why didn't I use compound decoction to become you?"

Annie held her chin and said seriously:

"I think I know you better than Hermione. I'm your sister!"

"What you know is only William on the surface."

Hermione glanced at Annie, confronted her tit-for-tat, and said proudly, "You don't know what he is like behind his back."

Annie rolled her eyes and glanced back and forth between the two with a strange look.

William gave a chestnut as a reward and said, "What are you thinking about!"

Annie snorted coldly and picked up the compound decoction. She plucked seven or eight hairs from William's head, and another from Hermione's head.

She tilted her head and said eloquently, "Let's go."

Soon, the two finished taking the compound decoction and walked out of the two compartments.

Annie opened her collar slightly and looked down.

"Annie, don't look around!!" Hermione blushed, grabbed Annie's ear, and tapped her on the head.

"I helped my brother check." Annie said confidently.

She raised Hermione's delicate pointed chin, then snorted softly and asked, "Does it look like it?"

"Let's go." William waved his hand in disgust.

Does he still need Annie's help?

eventful!

The two walked out, and William also took out a hair and put it into the compound decoction.

These days, killing people must use trumpets!

Kill Tom... Tom's trumpet can't be used of course, but Professor Babbling has provided a new American one.

Murder and competition are more compatible!

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As the night fell, in the Quidditch World Cup arena, the scattered lights lit up one by one, becoming more and more lively.

Ludo's words resounded like thunder, resounding through the packed stadium.

"Ladies and gentlemen... Welcome! Welcome to the 422nd Quidditch World Cup... Opening Ceremony!"

The audience burst into cheers and applause. Thousands of flags were waved at the same time, accompanied by a chaotic national anthem.

In a silent tent, the lights are bright, and the fireplace in the room is burning.

A middle-aged wizard, standing leisurely in the living room, took a sip of the compound decoction, took out a wand from his pocket, and rotated it gently in his hand.

Back in England again, Tom does have mixed feelings. The last time he left in embarrassment, he was still vivid in his mind.

Tom's original idea was to find Slytherin's wand in the United States, and then secretly develop his strength.

Waiting for Dumbledore to kill Voldemort.

But when the Quidditch World Cup was held, 100,000 wizards gathered here all at once. Tom couldn't help it, but he still wanted to do something.

Counting the time, Tom knew that the British mascots had been displayed and the game was about to begin.

Mascot...hehe.

The biggest hidden danger of World Cup Quidditch is the mascot.

The venue for 100,000 people also houses the mascots of 16 countries.

Among them are many ferocious magical creatures, such as Norway brought the Selma Lake Monster; Haiti even brought in a maddening... Inferi!

What would happen if these magical animals suddenly lost control in a venue of 100,000 people? !

Don't look at the 100,000 wizards... but the more wizards there are, the more chaotic the scene will be. It may even be that the vast majority of dead people are just because they trampled on each other.

Tom's current strength is limited to sixteen for special reasons.

In terms of power, he is definitely not Dumbledore's opponent, nor Stark's opponent.

But Tom never needed his own power to kill.

As long as he wants... any wizard is his wand, and he can conjure up a group of powerful subordinates in an instant!

Tonight, those lovely mascots...are his minions.

The corners of Tom's mouth evoked a cruel smile, and he could even think of tomorrow's report:

Disastrous opening ceremony raises questions about the safety of the UK Quidditch World Cup...

Killing people at the opening ceremony of the World Cup... so ceremonial!

I wonder if Stark, who is watching the game at this time, will be satisfied with this gift...

Tom is satisfied anyway. As his third encounter with Stark.

"Let's start, let this carnival... burn out!"

The ground trembled slightly.

Tom frowned suddenly, the wall cracked open, and he stepped back hastily.

At the same time, he hurriedly raised his wand, and the black light was like a splash of ink.

The magic spell that came from the lasing was only blocked for a moment, and then it broke through the black light, and its power was still undiminished, and it was swept away.

Tom didn't change his face, he twisted his right wrist, his wand shook slightly, and a silver barrier was summoned in front of him.

The overwhelming spell, after hitting this barrier, was lashed and bounced back.

William walked slowly into the room, his wand swiped down, and the tip of the wand burst into a bright white glow.

The white awn exploded and rubbed against the barrier, making a staggered sound of gold and stone piercing the eardrum.

Tom backed away, not seeing his wand swinging, and suddenly a venomous snake burrowed out of the ground, hissing.

The triangular snake head spun sharply, and then climbed up, about to bite William's cane's wrist.

William seemed to have been prepared for a long time. He raised his wrist in a hurry, the bright light rose again, and he easily cut the snake's body.

The silver barrier shattered, William raised his wand, and a violent explosion sounded in the room.

Tom slid all over the wall, and the chair smashed into pieces.

He stood expressionless behind him, suppressed the pain slightly, and wiped the scarlet blood from the corner of his mouth with his left hand.

Tom stared at the wizard who had attacked for some reason.

The other party twisted his neck and twitched the corners of his mouth, probably mocking his vulnerability.

Then, the man pointed out the tent with another finger, reminding him empathetically to try to escape.

Run away from your sister!

In the tent of this Ilvermorny school, an anti-apparition spell has been set up!

Tom, who was a little embarrassed, stared at the wizard who was attacking at night, and said hideously: "Who are you, I'm just a key administrator!"

Tom, who wanted to talk a little bit, almost vomited blood, because the other party seemed to be dumb and ignored him at all.

Only after a short pause, the cursed white light, like a firefly, smashed at him again.

Tom's wrist trembled, and rays of light shot out, constantly colliding with the opponent's spell.

Compared with the embarrassed Tom, the current William is much more relaxed.

Tom's strength was frozen at the age of sixteen, while William was growing like crazy.

Not to mention, for a long time this year, he and Hermione were in a time shifter.

Last year's Tom was not William's opponent, and he is even less likely to be today!

William, who had been entangled for a moment, suddenly sharpened his eyes, and his whole body's magic power swelled, pouring out like a river for a while.

Soon, he lowered his wand slightly.

Tom fell to one knee, blood dripping down his wrist. His robe was shattered, his whole body was blurred with blood, and bones were even visible in several places.

He raised his head and sneered: "Don't let me know who you are..."

William rolled his eyes, including the Horcrux and Voldemort's body, he just killed Tom... no less than four or five times!

No one knows **** Riddle better than he!

William didn't get close to Tom, just waved his wand.

From the beginning to the end , he, who had never spoken nonsense to this old friend, turned around suddenly, pushed open the broken door, and walked straight out.

The door was shut, the breeze swept in, and the glow of the fireplace flickered.

fire out.

All that was left was a corpse that was cut in half.

After a while, Kingsley rushed into the room first, and was stunned when he saw the situation inside.

After a dozen Aurors gathered, they all looked at each other in dismay!

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