Chapter 183: Braun Plays
Chapter 183: Braun Plays
Braun was right.
Isn't the purpose of their competition for the Quidditch Cup is the Academy Cup?
Now that there is Braun's assurance that the Academy Cup will be fine.
Then why did they ruin Slytherin's reputation with such a match~?
Not worth the candle!
Marcus obviously also understands this truth.
Nodding his head, his gaze became firm:
"OK then.
We will still follow our training later!
Everyone try to hold back Gryffindor and buy time for Braun to find the Snitch!"
Watching the little snakes who were still decadent become full of energy.
He couldn't help showing a smile on his face.
Strength is the foundation of everything.
Conspiracies and tricks are bound to last forever.
When Marcus greeted everyone to eat in the auditorium.
It wasn't long before Harry woke up.
Compared to the Slytherin lounge buried deep in the bottom of the lake.
Gryffindor's lounge can clearly feel the changes outside.
Even though the windows have dedicated spells already cast on them.
But the strong wind outside was still clearly audible.
Dancing trees, torrential rain.
Everything can be seen that today's weather is a tough battle for a Quidditch match.
And this kind of weather is especially unfriendly to a small man like him.
The wind would blow him so hard he couldn't control the broom at all.
When he came to the auditorium with a dazed head.
Just in time to see Braun being surrounded by those little snakes and leaving.
They also each held a light wheel two thousand in their hands.
This made him look a little dazed.
However, the cold wind in the corridor made him wrap up his robe tightly and enter the auditorium.
It wasn't until I drank a big bowl of oatmeal that I felt a lot better.
"Harry!"
The rest of the Gryffindor Quidditch team were also there.
They seem to have relaxed a lot.
Especially Wood.
He seemed very energetic.
It seems that he can't wait to prepare for the battle with Slytherin.
"Today was good for us!
Braun of Slytherin was just a rookie.
Although I haven't watched his game, it is definitely impossible to cultivate a Seeker so quickly in three or four days!
This is to your advantage Harry!"
Said Wood patted Harry on the shoulder.
It seems that he wants to pass his own power to him.
Some other team members also nodded.
Elia, the female Seeker in the team, also encouraged her:
"Wood is right, we have an advantage in this game, and their Firebolts can't take advantage of their speed in this weather.
"No wonder I just saw that their entire team has been replaced with two thousand light wheels."
Hearing Elijah's words, Harry seemed a little taken aback.
"Switched to a light wheel?
Haha! We don't have any suspense in this game, Harry!
Although Braun is very good at other places, it doesn't mean he understands Quidditch!
Rush to replace the broom with a new one before the game.
He will definitely suffer a lot from this!
Your advantage is greater!"
Not only was Wood not disappointed when he heard Harry's words, but he felt that the victory of the game was assured.
Although he didn't understand why his old opponent Marcus didn't stop Braun's absurd behavior.
But he obviously had no intention of reminding him.
"Hope!"
There was some uneasiness in Harry's heart.
He always felt that it was judging by Braun's usual behavior.
Never fail to see such a problem.
It seems a little too early for Wood and the others to be happy...
seven thirty.
The heavy rain still has no intention of stopping. On the contrary, it became more and more serious.
But even so, it can't stop the enthusiasm of students and teachers for Quidditch.
Everyone came out in full force.
Run across the lawn to the Quidditch pitch.
Even if it is drenched, it doesn't care.
‘In the future, if I cook some special cold medicine, maybe it will be very popular.
Sitting in the Slytherin waiting room, watching the little wizards walking through the rain.
Braun thought to himself.
Of course, he himself didn't have much to worry about.
He still knows the waterproof spell.
"Braun's coming to me!"
"Oh! OK! 'Waterproof and moistureproof!'"
After casting a waterproof spell on the last dressed little snake, he moved his body.
While listening to Marcus talking about today's tactics.
Until after seeing Gryffindor.
Everyone walked to the field under the leadership of Marcus.
………… Ask for flowers…
"It seems that your equipment is still the same, Wood!"
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other.
Just getting closer, Marcus took the lead in mocking.
Wood, who was still in a good mood, couldn't help but turn dark.
Compared with Slytherin's wealth and wealth.
Gryffindor is indeed very poor.
Not to mention the wizard robes of the constant temperature spell.
The broom is the sweeping seven stars of the school.
"Sometimes what's the use of good equipment?
Good technology is real!
Use newcomers and temporarily change brooms, I hope you don’t cry when you lose later!”
Wood responded bluntly.
It's just that Marcus' face turned dark as he expected, but it didn't appear.
Instead, he showed an indescribable smile to himself.
"Wait and see!"
'Get on the broom!'
Mrs. Huo Qi solemnly interrupted the cordial communication between the two teams with a black umbrella.
Both sides also got on their own brooms.
Accompanied by Mrs. Hooch's sharp whistle.
Everyone kicked off the ground together.
This is a rather strange feeling for Braun.
Looking at the little wizards waving excitedly at him.
He seemed to understand why so many young wizards aspired to be a Quidditch player.
This is the same as some girls in the previous life always liked to find a boyfriend who played basketball.
They are all human instinctive yearning for violence and showing off of force.
He saw Hermione, Daphne, Luna waving at him...
Of course, there is also my grotesque good friend Sabini!
Subconsciously ignore the other party's eye-catching equipment.
Braun turned his attention to the Gryffindor team in front of him.
Harry Potter was holding on to his broom as best he could to keep from being blown away by the wind.
Captain Oliver Wood stood in front of the door frame and looked very serious.
"How about Braun? Still getting used to it?"
Marcus asked with concern.
"No problem, don't worry."
With the blessing of [Quidditch master].
He dare not compare himself with those professional athletes.
But there is still not much pressure for these ordinary little wizards. .
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