As Qiu said: Soft persimmons are delicious.

No one wants to endure the rainstorm in the first game and fight for several hours.

That would definitely not be a good experience.

William prefers to crush and abuse the game. If the opponent can get two to three people off, it will be more comfortable to fight.

It’s boring and light a cigarette, it’s also the pretentiousness afterwards.

Besides, I tried my best to eliminate the strongest opponent. After advancing, I couldn't defeat the weak opponent because of my subsequent weakness...

It sounds like it is still honorable to lose, but it is Xiangbei team, not Ravenclaw, and not what William wants.

So, thankfully, Snape hates Gryffindor, not Hufflepuff.

Otherwise, the situation will be very difficult.

Cedric is a heavy golfer with a tall figure and flexible movements. He has more advantages than the thin autumn in the storm.

Unless Qiu uses the fake fall skill and kills Cedric in three minutes at the start, it will be difficult for her to catch the Golden Flying Thieves.

Harry is much simpler. He was recently squeezed into a soft-legged shrimp by Wood, and his endurance and physical strength are not as good as before.

He doesn't have an advantage in size, even shorter than Qiu.

It would be even more appropriate if Qiu could smile at Harry from time to time during the game.

This game is basically the same as the kind that is being played by a man and a free gift!

Of course, this cannot be said in front of Cedric, otherwise William might not be able to participate in tomorrow's game.

He took the lead and was forcibly dragged to the senior bathroom to feel what it means...****.

Saturday morning,

The rain is sparse and the wind is stormy.

The corridors and auditorium were all black, and a lot of torches and lights were lit.

Slytherin looked complacent, and Malfoy even wandered around the Gryffindor table for several times.

Only Malfoy would get the advantage and even go there.

Or... show off.

When a male peacock is courting, he will spread his beautiful tail feathers and make a screen-opening action to tempt.

The symbol of the Malfoy family happens to be a peacock, and there are a lot of them in his manor.

Malfoy also completely inherited this feature.

"Oh, if my arms were a little better, that would be great!"

He glanced at Harry and sighed in a fake way.

"I just hate that I am not good at being so arrogant!"

Harry bit the bread hard, as if it was Malfoy's face.

He poured all the butter on the table on the bread, and added malt porridge, milk, tomato sauce and cat shit coffee.

It can be said to be full of color, fragrance and taste, and it is delicious on earth!

"So shit, Malfoy!"

Harry shouted, smashing the bread out with the technique of throwing the ghost flying ball.

Malfoy was still showing off to Goal. When he heard Harry's shouting, he turned his head happily and was hit in the face.

The viscous liquid slid from his face and stained the white robe.

Malfoy stepped back and screamed, and Harry's milk slid into his mouth.

The fragrance of malt!

At this time, Professor Snape appeared, with a malicious smile on his face.

"Potter attacked his classmates and wasted food. I think... Gryffindor deducted twenty!"

The Gryffindor dining table was not in a hurry, and everyone was still in a stable aura.

Only twenty, it's really a petty man.

The scores deducted were too many, and the little lion's ability to withstand was also increasing. It was basically not as high as fifty, and they would not even frown.

Harry sat in the chair hatefully, and he muttered to Ron: "He deserves Malfoy!"

Ron, who had temporary tinnitus, asked loudly:

"What kind of blessing is horse?"

"Malfoy!"

"What elfo?"

Harry wanted to make another deep water bomb, smash it on Ron's head, and treat him with tinnitus.

Wood's face was full of worry, and his big ass squeezed over, sandwiched between Harry and Ron.

He poked his hand out again, stroked Harry's thighs, rubbed and massaged him to reduce swelling and remove blood stasis.

"I'm professional, Harry," Wood explained: "I've been to Hogsmeade's foot massage shop many times and learned some skills from goblins.

Touching this for a while can relieve muscle pain. After every competition, I will go to the foot massage shop to relax.

I'll take you there next time, how about it? I'm a senior member and can get a 10% discount."

"I can't go to Hogsmeade!" Harry felt a numbness on his thigh, as if he was electrocuted.

"Oh, I forgot about this." Wood hesitated and said:

"I don't want to put too much pressure on you, Harry, but we must win today, do you understand?"

Harry nodded.

"During the game, it's best to knock Qiu Zhang down and don't give her too much face.

This is a game, and it’s inevitable to be rude, do you understand?”

Wood taught him the foul skills that Charlie taught him.

It's time to pass on the legacy to Harry.

Harry remained silent and said nothing.

It seems that there is no need to hesitate to be more important, a game or your sexual blessings for the rest of your life?

Harry glanced at Ravenclaw's dining table from afar.

The dining table at Ravenclaw was much easier, and everyone was laughing and chatting.

Cedric is discussing "Lensky's fake moves" with Qiu.

"Qiu, if it really doesn't work, just knock Harry off the broom. Do you know? This is a game!" Cedric also instilled strange knowledge.

Qiu looked up at the Gryffindor dining table.

Harry was just in time to come.

Qiu Yuanyuan nodded and signaled, with a polite smile on his face, and said to Cedric in a low voice: "Okay!"

Harry's face turned red, and he suddenly realized that even if Qiu caught the golden thief, it would be no big deal.

Well, Harry is about to become Ravenclaw's inner demon.

William didn't notice this, he was discussing with Hermione why not use the 'weather modification curse' to change this bad weather.

“Hermione, the Experimental Spell Committee, has conducted a survey on the proportion of wizards who support the regulation of weather modifications.

They even tried to keep London sunny. But it caused abnormal weather and even heavy fog for several months.

It was not only caused by the weather in the island country and industrial pollution, but also the excessive intervention of wizards.

Since then, everyone has let it go.”

Hermione nodded thoughtfully.

William then started with the relationship between man and man, man and nature, man and the universe.

He used a series of tall topics to tell her: Why can't the weather be modified?

Anne was complaining that she didn't have a broom.

But William and Hermione both pretended not to hear it.

So she held William's broom and engraved her name crookedly.

Fearing to be punished, Anne engraved Hermione's name again, trying to drag her into the water.

Luna put on an eagle hat with flapping its wings.

She then put the roaring lion hat on Anne's head.

soon,
To be continued...