Chapter 219 Quidditch Pitch

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Standing at the entrance, Xifa was filled with emotions.

No one knows how irritable Tom, who maintains a humble and sunny face, is a villain in his heart.

Look around.

The little wizard who lost the outer courtyard made a concoction.

The little wizards from the four major colleges have changed back to their original appearance.

The young wizards from each college sit on the territory of their own college.

However, Gryffindor and Slytherin were originally opposite each other, but now they are next to each other.

If you sit like this, you won't ruin the scene, right?

This smash is literally a smash.

I saw a group of people in Slytherin praising how awesome Tom was.

The Ravenclaws in their own house didn't even have time to speak out.

Gryffindor, who had long been fed up with the Slytherin gang's attitude, was the first to fight back.

It turns out that the conservative pure-blood families in Slytherin have been spreading some rumors.

They provide frontline supplies, the wizard soldiers' combat effectiveness is greatly improved by their contribution of magical knowledge, and even the leaders of the Ministry of Magic are outstanding talents selected by their pure-blood families.

In other words, they secretly bewitch other wizards.

The life you have now is all because of our charity to you. You must shed your blood for us to continue to give you charity.

Although, most of the wizards in the four major colleges still have their own thoughts, and most of them are qualified to refuse.

But the wizards in the outer courtyard... have their own ideas and have no choice but to join.

Otherwise, you will become a dark wizard, or you will have your wand cut off, receive an amnesia spell, and become a 'Muggle'.

...

Just as Western France worried.

The pure-blood family members headed by Abraxas were too ostentatious and provocative to the pure-blood family members headed by Char.

The two colleges, which had accumulated too much grievances for a long time, started fighting on the Quidditch field.

This time, there was no professor to maintain order, but both sides showed restraint and did not use magic. Instead, they fought hand-to-hand like Muggles, punching and kicking each other.

In the end, Gryffindor's little wizards are tenacious and brave, and most of them can fight one against two.

There are far more young wizards in Slytherin than there are in Gryffindor.

After fighting for a while, Gryffindor gradually fell into a disadvantage.

When will Gryffindor suppress Slytherin?

Char lamented in his heart, and he took out his wand expressionlessly and stepped forward to stop this farce.

Seeing this, Abraxas also took out his wand and stepped forward to divide the battlefield.

However, the crazy smile on his face was so dazzling.

"These bastards rely on the strength of their numbers. We are at a disadvantage every time they fight."

Next to Charles Weasley, a tall senior who had attracted a lot of firepower was panting heavily. He wiped his nosebleed, took a sip of blood, and then spoke in a vicious tone.

"It doesn't matter, they didn't take advantage. These pampered gentlemen are no match for us one on one."

Another Gryffindor, who was wearing a coat of paint, comforted him while grinning and applying white essence to himself.

"I know, so when Charles enters, we run away and never stay. Apply a little white essence on me too..."

Across the Gryffindor seat was the Slytherin seat. They also lost their grace at this time, but they rarely rubbed each other's wounds like Gryffindor.

Basically, everyone takes care of themselves.

On the stage opposite, the little wizards of Hufflepuff were all gathered together, more or less with some food and drink on hand.

Before the duel between Xifa and Tom started, they watched a big show.

There was no excitement to be seen in the venue.

A little badger finally waited for the opportunity to take a big bite of the sandwich, and couldn't wait to babble to his friends around him.

"How exciting do you think the duel between Assistant Professor Kerwin and Classmate Riddle will be? Assistant Professor Kerwin's transformation technique is of a level we all dream of."

"Yes, the guys from Slytherin have gone to great lengths to publicize it. They think that Riddle is confident in confronting the assistant. In this case, Riddle's magic level will be at least as good as the assistant's."

“It’s really unimaginable and also full of expectations.”

"If you were asked to duel with the assistant coach, how many rounds could you last?"

"As you said, the magic I can cast now are flocks of birds, tarantella dance, clear water like springs, front teeth racing against sticks... even slightly complicated crackling explosions require me to hold my breath and concentrate to succeed.

As for the most important weapons in the duel, including weapons, armor, and petrification, I concentrate on releasing them, and they all work sometimes."

"Having said so much, what is your answer?"

"Let's see when the assistant coach wants to knock me off the stage!"

...

"Senior? Why don't we cheer for Senior Xifa?"

A new Ravenclaw witch pulled the sleeve of the senior sister next to her and asked in an inexplicable tone.

"It's a battle that has no suspense. The assistant coach from West France doesn't need these words."

"Oh...Senior sister, why do you all call Xifa a teaching assistant? Isn't he a second-year student?"

The elegant senior witch looked at the newbie in her club and sighed.

"The assistant coach rarely performs magic in the lounge this year, otherwise you would see all kinds of weird magic he masters."

"How powerful is his transfiguration... He conquered the entire Hogwarts in his first year."

"It's a pity that this year's teaching assistant is unwilling to start a club..."

"It's about to begin! It's about to begin!" Before the emotion in her heart was over, the elementary school girl shouted loudly.

The senior sister didn't have time to glance at the elementary school girl, and her eyes went straight to the field.

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rustle——rustle——

The ground of the Quidditch pitch is knee-high grass.

This kind of grass is special. When hit quickly, the grass blades become extremely elastic.

The purpose of planting it here is naturally to protect the little wizard who accidentally fell off his broom, and to provide the raw materials for the transformation spell for the professor who performs magic rescue.

But now, Xifa and Tom came to the center of the field with difficulty amid the expectations of everyone.

"You have no advantage in fighting me in this situation."

Tom smiled and didn't answer.

"The black snake is out"

A snake emerged from the tip of Tom's stick and hid in the grass.

"Okay, don't say my venue is cheap."

Seeing that Tom had no objection, Xifa slowly took out her wand from her sleeve.

"Wait!" Tom's eyes flashed red. "Since you think these weeds are an eyesore, let's build a dueling platform here."

"I don't think these green lives are an eyesore, but if you want to, it's fine. If you have any other requests, please put them all forward so that you don't have to make excuses if you lose."

Xifa put the wand in her hand and made a series of wand flowers, and joked to Tom.


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