Chapter 73: Slytherin with a Strange Style (13 Extra Chapters for the Leader Titanium Aldehyde)

Marcus Flint, tall and strong, with thick hair, looks like a gorilla, because gorillas also have teeth sticking out.

Many young wizards firmly believe that the reason why Marcus Flint was chosen as the team's captain and seeker is because of his overly ferocious appearance and brute force that can break the opponent's fingers when shaking hands.

In this way, the captain of the opposing team can only ride the broom with one hand, which allows Slytherin to take the lead.

The only exception may be Gryffindor's captain Wood. This captain, nicknamed "Wood", is like a real iron wood.

He never admits defeat. Even if it is a handshake, he will do his best to pinch it back, so everyone admires Wood.

They think Wood is one of the representatives of the spirit of Gryffindor College and a real tough guy.

Hufflepuff Captain Glenn Ellison slowly walked towards Madam Hooch with an incomparable tragic look, and his team members looked at their captain with worried expressions.

Among them, Heidi, a chaser with more emotions, couldn't help but put her hand over her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.

Only they knew that after every match with Slytherin, the captain would secretly report to the school hospital alone.

If anyone dared to say that Hufflepuff was not brave, these players would be the first to disagree!

Marcus Flint showed a vicious smile, habitually clenched his fists and made a "crackling" sound, looking at the Hufflepuff captain who couldn't help shivering and slowly said:

"Little Ellison"

The word cute was not uttered at the end.

Goalkeeper Miles Blackie poked his waist calmly, and Marcus suddenly shuddered and showed a "kind smile" that was uglier than crying. '

"Be careful not to catch a cold, it's windy today!"

Glenn Ellison: ? ? ?

He became more and more worried. Could it be that Flint drank the wrong potion? Will he suddenly go crazy during the game later?

"Have you finished talking? Do you want me to conjure up a table for you and pair it with black tea so that you can have a tea party?"

Mrs. Hooch's voice came from the side.

Glenn Ellison pursed his lips and stretched out his hand with a fearless expression.

What he didn't expect was that Flint was holding something as if he was holding a treasure, afraid that he would crush it by accident, and was almost caressing it!

bloody hell!

Ellison's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Flint in horror, as if he saw something unclean.

Then he quickly pulled his hand back and threw a sentence directly to Mrs. Hooch:

"Give up, they go first"

He flew away on a broomstick almost like running away, and kept wiping his hands on the hem of his clothes.

Only Flint, who looked confused, was left standing there. Behind him, the players of the Slytherin Quidditch team could hardly hold back their laughter.

They lowered their heads and coughed loudly to cover up their laughter.

With a shrill whistle, the game started!

Not long after, the little wizards of Hufflepuff clearly felt something was wrong.

Taking advantage of the dead ball, pursuer Tamsin Appleby whispered to Ellison:

"Captain, these Slytherins don't seem to use their favorite little tricks!"

After just a short while, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but quietly turn her head to Ms. Sprout, who was paying attention to her own team, and said:

"Pomona, do you feel that Slytherin is a little different from usual?"

Although Sprout can understand the game, she is far worse than Professor McGonagall, a fanatical Quidditch fan, and can't distinguish the details of the game at all.

"Minerva, you are an expert, tell me quickly, what's the difference? Are those bad students in Slytherin going to bully my children again?"

Professor Sprout, wearing a patched hat on her head, twisted her chubby hands together, and looked at the fierce confrontation on the court anxiously and worriedly.

Slytherin, this group of bad students. I...I will deduct points from them!

"No, it's not a bad thing. On the contrary, Slytherin was too clean this time! There was no trick at all. Sometimes they even deliberately avoided some physical collisions that might lead to fouls!"

Professor McGonagall's eyes moved quickly among the 14 people on the court, taking in everything on the court. It was too abnormal!

What conspiracy is Slytherin playing?

It was not only Professor McGonagall who discovered this situation. Many young wizards who loved Quidditch could not help but talk.

Harry stared at the court in amazement. He could still remember how rude Slytherin's actions were in the first two games.

They wanted to knock themselves down from the sky with a stick!

Ron pulled Harry's clothes and whispered, "Harry, am I still asleep?

Marcus didn't hit anyone this time? He didn't use his lame 'Transylvanian feint'?"

The Transylvanian feint is a feint aimed at the opponent's nose. As long as you don't touch the opponent's nose, it is not a foul.

But Marcus often fails to use this move well, and oftentimes he punches his opponent in the nose.

"No, something must have happened!"

Hermione interrupted the discussion between the two pendants, brushed aside the brown curly hair on her cheek, and looked back and forth between the Slytherin College box and the court with a sharp gaze.

Harry and Ron immediately shut their mouths, their brains were thinking!

"Connection. Slytherin will not change for no reason. Harry, Ron, I have a guess!"

Harrow hurried over and listened attentively. What guess? What the brain says is the truth!

Hermione twisted her white and tender fingers and whispered:

"Do you remember that when we just entered the venue, some of the Slytherin people had badges on their chests?"

Of course I remember, Ron was so envious that he was going to ask Zhang Xiao for one to wear, and Harry actually wanted one too.

"I noticed that Slytherin seemed to be divided into two parts." Hermione suddenly narrowed her eyes, she covered her mouth, and let out a low exclamation.

"Oh my god!"

"What's wrong Hermione?"

"This is crazy! This..." Hermione shook her head, her long hair swaying with her movements, and she looked at Harry and Ron who were confused.

She said anxiously:

"Harry, Ron, do you think Zhang is completely different from Slytherin! He has always been gentle, never bullies anyone, and even feels a little out of place.

Just like"

Hermione suddenly remembered that she had briefly come into contact with a child from a noble family in a Muggle elementary school. He was a bit like Zhang Xiao, but lacked something important.

Although the noble child soon transferred to another school and left, he still left a deep impression on Hermione.

"Like a real noble!"

Harry and Ron looked at each other. They had never thought about nobles in their little heads, but they still asked humbly:

"Then Hermione, is this related to today's game?"

"Of course!" Hermione's little face was slightly flushed with excitement, her eyes sparkling, pointing at Zhang Xiao who was surrounded by the Qingluan Society:

"If I'm not mistaken, Zhang wants Slytherin's classmates to become like him, or at least similar.

It's incredible! What a crazy idea!

Zhang, he wants to change the whole Slytherin!"

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Thanks to the leader of Titanium Aldehyde, I woke up shocked after a sleep~Add more for the big guy.