Chapter 242： The showdown with Slytherin (modified)

Professor Snape looked at Malfoy immediately.

In front of his dean, Malfoy refused to admit it, he deliberately raised his head, "See you on the field, Alan, I hope you can hold your fire crossbow firmly. Don't be hit by the beater Liu again. It's broken into pieces! "

Malfoy looked at Alan and Harry disgustingly, and Gore and Crabbe smirked behind him.

"I think we need a little bet." Allen was not afraid, and anyone with a gun in his mouth would see the game.

"Whoever loses will have to take off his clothes and fly around the castle on a broom." Malfoy proposed a punishment that would sweep the face.

Allen nodded without hesitation, and just when he wanted to leave, Malfoy suddenly stopped him.

"Allen, I want to raise. If you lose, you can't have any problems with Harry Potter." Malfoy looked at Allen with a complex look.

This look made Alan involuntarily think of Dumbledore.

Allen coughed awkwardly, "If you care about Harry like that, then I have to raise. If you lose, when you are flying around the castle, you shout, 'I bullied Harry Potter. Because I have a crush on him, I'm jealous of Ron '. "

Harry and Ron looked at each other. Ron looked at Malfoy, then at Harry, a sudden realization.

Malfoy looked furious and seemed to be rushing to beat Allen immediately.

"Uh, just kidding." Allen shrugged.

But Malfoy didn't appreciate it at all.

"Okay, that's it!" Malfoy glanced at Allen sideways, violently knocking Harry and Ron into the potion class.

"Come in and come to class." Professor Snape snorted and turned back to the Potion Classroom. His cloak was thrown behind him, like a giant bat.

Harry and Ron glanced at Alan, just like stepping into the execution ground, stepping into the classroom.

This agreement between Allen and Malfoy walked wildly. At dinner, the atmosphere between Ravenclaw and Slytherin was unprecedentedly tense.

When Roger had a meal, he asked Allen no less than five times about the position of the firebolt.

Suddenly, Roger put down the food in his hand and stood up in a hurry. "I want to arrange some students to work on shifts. After all, as long as you have a brain, it is not difficult to enter our common room."

His decision was undoubtedly very wise. That night, two senior Ravenclaws who were arranged for a vigil caught Myers Bleach and Marcus Flint Monta who wanted to slip in.

When Professor Flitwick sent someone to notify Professor Snape, the two of them had been beaten up with bruised bruises by angry Ravenclaw.

The arrival of Professor Snape did not make the two Slytherin little wizards feel better.

"Professor Flitwick, I apologize for this happening." Professor Snape apologized to Professor Fuliwei Shili.

"Marcus and Myers will be punished." He grabbed the clothes on Marcus's back and dragged the two from the ground.

After Professor Snape's gloomy eyes swept the two of them, he suddenly said: "Professor Flitwick, Alan Harris and Draco Malfoy made a bet, it would be better for us to bet."

"Please say." Professor Flitwick said politely.

"Which college loses, which college will withdraw from this year's college cup competition." Professor Snape's eerie voice made all the wizards present heard clearly.

"If you want to gamble, then gamble." Although Professor Flitwick is short, he has never lost his momentum.

He protected two Slytherin little wizards behind him,

In everyone's memory, no game came in such an atmosphere full of gunpowder.

The news of the gamble spread throughout the castle, and the tension between the two teams and the two academies reached a touch.

There were some small dogfights in the corridor. In the worst case, a Ravenclaw fourth-grade student and a Slytherin sixth-grade student entered the school hospital, and green leeks appeared in their ears.

Qiu Zhang's days are particularly sad. As Ravenclaw's seeker, when she went to class, there were always students from Slytherin who stretched their legs to trip her.

No matter where she went, Crabbe and Goyle would always come out, seeing her surrounded by people, and moved to the side in disappointment.

Roger told Qiu Zhang to be accompanied wherever he went, to prevent Slytherin's people from harming her.

All the students in the school actively took up this task, so that Qiu Zhang could not enter the class on time, because she was always surrounded by a large group of twitter people.

Roger is more concerned about the safety of the firebolt than Qiu Zhang.

He wanted to lock the firebolt with a chest, and then let Professor Flitwick stay in charge at any time.

Allen stopped his crazy idea, "Firebolt is safe with me, really! No one can get it except me."

The night before the game, all daily activities in the public lounge of the Ravenclaw College were stopped ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Everyone was preparing for the next day's game.

Noisy in the common room.

The way players deal with stress is more noisy than usual.

Roger Davis squatted in front of a Quidditch field model in the corner, commanding the villain to move around with his wand, and muttered to himself.

"Don't be afraid, we have fire arrows!" Roger said nervously.

Qiu Zhang was talking with Luna, not knowing what to say, and Qiu Zhang suddenly gave out an exaggerated laughter that was quite different from what he usually did.

Seeing this, Allen put down the book in his hand and stood in the middle of the common room.

"The sound is loud." Allen's voice suddenly overwhelmed the noise of the common room.

"Ravenclaws, please listen to me." Allen became the center of attention of the Ravenclaws.

"I'm really a little guilty, because of my reasons, the relationship between the two colleges is deadlocked to the extreme." Allen looked around the audience.

Everyone shook their heads and looked at him with encouragement.

"Tomorrow is the day when we will play against Slytherin. We can win as a team. It is also possible that we will collapse together and watch Slytherin get the Academy Cup."

Many Ravenclaws frowned.

"The difference between a winner and a loser is the difference between life and death. In any battle, those who are desperate will win. And I have no doubt that we will win the final victory." Allen's tone rose.

"But before that, I call on everyone to exercise restraint and calm, let us sink in our hearts and save strength for the final victory." Allen said in a deep voice.