[Congratulations to the Nogtail for the one-hit kill on Ravenclaw's Mandy Brocklehurst!]
[Congratulations to the Nogtail for the one-hit kill on Ravenclaw's Mandy Brocklehurst!]
[Congratulations to the Nogtail for the one-hit kill on Ravenclaw's Mandy Brocklehurst!]
Following Malfoy's kill of Macmillan, another report resounded through Mist Valley!
Ron, Terry, and Susan were all stunned!
The Nogtail can kill contestants too? Professor Delfino hid this "setting"?!
However, there was no time to mourn Mandy's "accidental death"; they had more important things to do.
"Don't let the two of them get away!"
With the intense match reaching this point, Ron had forgotten he was being watched by many people; he forgot his nervousness. His innate quick-wittedness surfaced.
The two he referred to were, of course, Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott, who had caused their squad plenty of trouble!
Susan Bones immediately responded to Ron's call and mounted her broomstick. Ron and Terry, full of pent-up anger, also switched into "damage output mode."
Without any surprises—
[Congratulations to Ravenclaw's Terry Boot for the final blow, successfully killing Slytherin's Theodore Nott!]
[Congratulations to Hufflepuff's Susan Bones for successfully killing Slytherin's Blaise Zabini!]
"Beautifully done!"
Terry Boot, having successfully survived, punched the air, cheering for himself.
"Tsk, tsk—"
Ron pricked up his ears listening to the victory reports echoing around him, involuntarily revealing a look of regret and envy... He had been so close to snatching a "kill"!
"No time to celebrate, Terry, Ron!"
Susan panted.
"We have to rescue Neville immediately!"
"I'm afraid it's too late!"
Terry Boot scanned the distance, looking up.
"Neville... Oh, I see him, he's on the high suspension bridge!"
"There is time!"
Ron raised the special wand in his hand and shook it.
"See that, Terry? The green button is glowing. It's activated!"
"What did Professor Delfino say... about the effect of this button?"
"It doubles the broomstick's speed for 10 seconds. Can be used twice per life!"
Susan said.
"I'll count one, two, three, and we use this function together, okay... No objections? Then I'll start—three... two... one, go!"
"Whoa!"
The fierce cold wind hitting his face made Ron's hair dance wildly, and he exclaimed involuntarily.
"It's amazing! I never thought an old Shooting Star could reach this speed... Even the Cleansweep series can't compare—honestly, I think Professor Delfino might have a bright future selling broomsticks!"
Terry nodded vigorously, flattening his body to fight the wind pressure, shouting excitedly.
"I tried a Nimbus 2000 during the summer... the instantaneous acceleration is almost comparable— cough, cough!"
The power burst from the accelerated Shooting Stars was overwhelming compared to their normal state. The three of them used the acceleration twice in a row. In just twenty seconds, they not only returned to their own Respawn Point but had also climbed halfway up the slope to the Top Lane... Ahead of them, Ron saw the newly resurrected Ernie screaming for revenge, also activating his acceleration to reach the top of the slope and turning onto the high suspension bridge.
So, the current situation was this—
Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott were waiting out their 30 seconds of death silence. Unfortunately, they had returned to the Slytherin Respawn Point and wouldn't make it back to the fight in time.
The remaining six Slytherins: Malfoy, Parkinson, Greengrass, Goyle, Bletchley, and Bulstrode, were completely surrounded in the middle of the high suspension bridge...
Yes, that's right, they were the ones surrounded.
Neville, in his accelerated state, had shaken off his pursuers and successfully regrouped with the Patil sisters at one end of the bridge. Ernie blocked the other end... followed closely by Ron, Susan, and Terry.
Seven against six!
And the side with six was surrounded... with no room to dodge and no cover other than their teammates... their defeat was sealed!
[Congratulations to the Nogtail for the one-hit kill on Slytherin's Gregory Goyle!]
[Congratulations to Hufflepuff's Ernie Macmillan for the final blow, successfully killing Slytherin's Pansy Parkinson!]
[Congratulations to Slytherin's Daphne Greengrass for the final blow, successfully killing Ravenclaw's Terry Boot!]
[Congratulations to Hufflepuff's Susan Bones for the final blow, successfully killing Slytherin's Daphne Greengrass!]
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[Congratulations to Gryffindor's Ron Weasley for the final blow, successfully killing Slytherin's Draco Malfoy!]
[United Houses Team VS Slytherin — Final Score: 28:2. Result Verdict: United Houses Team Wins!]
"Did you hear that, Harry? Did you hear that!"
The moment they returned to the viewing platform, Ron grabbed Harry, howling with excitement.
"It was me! I killed Malfoy! It was me... My God, I have to write to my mum and tell her this—I... I've never won such glory before!"
Honestly, Harry was truly envious!
He hadn't expected Neville to escape by sheer dumb luck, nor did he expect Ron and the others to turn the tables so dramatically!
This game called "Protect the Captain" was simply too interesting; he couldn't wait to try it!
"Teach me to ride a broomstick later, will you, Ron?"
Harry tried hard to suppress his throbbing heart and envy.
"Next match, we can team up!"
"Of course, no problem, Harry... We can teach that Malfoy kid a lesson together!"
Ron said gleefully.
Draco Malfoy obviously heard this... He was currently being criticized by his classmates because they could have won the match, but lost due to his conceit and carelessness!
Seeing the triumphant Ron Weasley, Malfoy was so angry his nose twisted. He pulled out his wand... not caring what spell he used, he just wanted to blast the back of Weasley's head!
"Friendship first, competition second, alright?"
Professor Delfino walked over with a smile and held Malfoy's hand down.
Malfoy glared indignantly at Professor Delfino's face... a face that was overly handsome and young, looking less like a professor and more like a senior student.
However, he obviously dared not underestimate this professor because of that.
Unless he wanted to end up like that twisted and tattered steam train!
"Yes, Professor Delfino."
Malfoy nodded, barely daring to show any defiance.
"Alright, alright, now I hope you all stay quiet—"
Professor Delfino said, his gaze, mixed with a light laugh, sweeping over every young face... pausing for just a split second on Granger's face... the little girl looked "desolate," like an outsider.
"I trust you like this way of having class?"
Professor Delfino asked with a smile.
"Yes!"
"It's awesome!"
"Can you give us extra classes on the weekend!"
The young wizards shouted one after another, expressing their love for this game.
"That's good, that's good—"
Professor Delfino smiled.
"I was worried about how to fool... oh, how to teach you—Since you like it, we'll continue—
Hmm, today's match was a drill, no house points awarded, but future lessons won't be like this—every month, the four houses will rotate opponents... meaning you'll have classes with different houses. So, er—"
Professor Delfino mused for a moment, then pulled the brown-covered notebook from his robes and glanced at it.
"Hmm—next lesson we'll learn to deal with Belgian Red Caps... you can preview it in advance. Oh, by the way, the Nogtail will make a return appearance too... you know what I mean?"
"I swear I'm going to learn how to ride a broomstick this weekend, and how to deal with Nogtails and Red Caps!"
Amidst a fervent chorus of responses, Harry swore solemnly.
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