novelslam Chapter 567 Operation Code: Fishing in Troubled Waters!
Chapter 567 Operation Code: Fishing in Troubled Waters!
Chapter 567 Operation Code: Fishing in Troubled Waters!
The head coach was indeed warming up. After running back and forth, he did another set of radio gymnastics.
Really good, this Stark kidney refining technique is really great.
That's right, this set of radio gymnastics in the magic world is called Stark's Kidney Refining Technique.
But it wasn't William's name, it was passed on by the chatty, idle, gossiping principals in the principal's office...
William once stayed in the principal's office for a long time. When he had nothing to do, he did a few sets of gymnastics and shiny square dances, and was then stolen by the principals.
William told them that this is a magical body refining technique from the East.
Practice to the beginning, nourish yin and nourish the kidney; after minor success, prolong life.
Practicing to the deepest level, one can even be reborn with a drop of blood, and can wipe out the Dao.
After learning these portraits, they spread them around, and then Phineas Black also secretly changed the body training technique that William said into the kidney training technique.
If you want to say that Principal Black was a decent person before his death, William will never believe it.
After exercising for a while, I stretched my bony body and felt sweaty all over, so the coach sat back in the chair again.
"Coach, do you need to call a timeout to adjust your tactics?" an assistant asked.
The situation is one-sided, we have to do something.
The coach shook his head, looking very calm, like a Zen master.
At this time, he has only one tactic:
Adjust yourself.
It really doesn't work... Leave it to Krum to fight alone and catch the golden snitch.
This is the core of all tactics, the kind that does not require a tactical board layout.
It's just that Krum is only a Seeker after all, he can't score, and Quidditch is a seven-person game.
This much-anticipated final turned out to be nothing like a final, and Ireland was slaughtering the whole way.
The veela began to use outside tricks, lifting up their clothes slightly.
It was not only the Irish players who were recruited, but also the Bulgarian players.
The Bulgarian goalkeeper hugged the Irish player and kissed him hard.
The referee, Hassan Mustafa, also landed in front of the dancing veela.
His behavior was very strange, flexing and stretching his limbs, showing his muscles, and stroking his beard excitedly.
The leprechauns followed suit, lifting up their clothes even more, but no one paid any attention to them.
The Leprechaun, whose self-esteem was severely hit, raised his middle finger at the Veela, making a rude gesture.
The competition became more and more intense. After the Seeker Lynch was injured twice, he still refused to go down and continued to compete.
His bravery inspired the fighting spirit of the Irish team.
They didn't open champagne at halftime, so naturally it was impossible for them to have the so-called Istanbul night, that kind of shocking reversal.
In the end, Krum caught the Snitch and ended the match.
but the score is
Bulgaria: 160,
Ireland: 170.
The Irish National Quidditch Team has won the championship!
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On the way to the end, everyone was still discussing the final match just now.
"Crum shouldn't have ended the game with Ireland leading by 160 points," Cho said.
"Qiu, Krum knows that Bulgaria will never catch up!" Cedric shook his head and retorted.
"Ireland's Chaser was so good ... Krum knew he couldn't win."
"If it was Hufflepuff, would you catch the Snitch with a 160-point gap?" Qiu asked rhetorically.
"Of course not." Cedric laughed and said, "I believe my teammates can come back against the wind."
Qiu looked at Cedric appreciatively, smiled and said:
"Yeah, if it was Ravenclaw, I wouldn't catch the Snitch either.
I believe that William will definitely be able to bring the score back... He is the best Chaser Hogwarts has ever seen. "
"There's always been a saying in Ravenclaw - 'You can always trust William Stark!'"
This sentence is equally famous as the sentence circulated among the Hogwarts witches-"Stark is omnipotent".
Cedric nodded thoughtfully, and without a stand, he immediately criticized:
"Qiu, you are right, Krum really shouldn't end the game."
Everyone looked sideways, as expected of Cedric.
"Yes, if he still has this mentality, I don't think he will ever win the championship." Qiu said decisively.
What Qiu said is correct, Krum's mentality is indeed problematic.
Headwinds are the time to look at the strength of a team.
If you catch the Snitch, you only lose 150 points, if you catch the Snitch later, you lose [-] points... In his opinion, there is no difference.
One is bound to lose, the other may fail miserably... But why not bet on the team's chances of coming back against the wind?
The last finals lasted for five days and five nights.Among them, when the difference was the largest, it was even as high as 250 points.
Now that the finals are over, Professor McGonagall and the others will go straight back to Hogwarts.
After a group of people separated, William and the others walked back along the passageway illuminated by lanterns, and rough singing came from the night sky.
Leprechauns kept flying above their heads, waving lanterns in their hands, singing songs, and cursing Veela.
This behavior was met with dissatisfaction from the audience, and everyone took their wands and aimed at the leprechaun.
Among them, the ones who do this kind of thing the most are England fans.Ireland won the championship, isn't this a slap in the face?
That won't work!
Going to make a mess of the camp.
Old shit stick!
When approaching the tent, William met the old goblins.
The goblin was tangling with Ludo, and they both had their arms crossed, looking menacing.
Ludo spoke quickly to the goblins, as if explaining something.
"Hey, William." Ludo broke free and ran over. "Great, saved."
Seeing William, the goblins dared not approach him, fearing that the rich man would demand a huge sum of nearly 500 million Galleons now.
That's right, William made 500 million madly in World War I.He bet ten items and guessed seven items correctly. The goblins lost even their underwear.
"What did the goblin want you for?" William asked.
"It's nothing." Ludo lowered his voice, "Well—it's like this...they...well...they're looking for Crouch, he didn't come to the game tonight."
William cast a suspicious glance at Ludo.
"Can I talk to you?" Ludo whispered, "About the Triwizard Tournament, I think you should win."
"Let's talk later, we're going back to rest now." William said coldly.
Anne was already a little sleepy, and was dozing off on Hermione's shoulder.
"Okay." Ludo nodded.
After everyone left, Ludo was surrounded by goblins again.
"What's wrong with him?" Hermione asked quietly.
"Maybe he lost a lot of money. He looks like he's about to go to the rooftop." William said softly.
There will definitely be a lot of people queuing up to the rooftop.
tonight's wind,
It's very noisy.
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Malfoy wanted to go to the rooftop.
He believed Trelawney, that dead liar, and bet thirty thousand Galleons with her that Bulgaria would win.
Well now, lost again.
Jealous!
"Lucius, let's do it." A tall figure said.
"It's late at night, and we'll run out of time if we don't do it."
"Yes. Goyle was right," said another chubby wizard. "My wand is already hungry and thirsty."
Malfoy glanced at Goyle and Crabbe, who were sitting on the sofa, without immediately agreeing.
Although the plan had been made long ago, he still hesitated until now.
But really can't hesitate.
Hesitate and you will lose!
Since Voldemort disappeared, they have retreated step by step and compromised, but after playing pigs for a long time, Fudge really raised them as pigs.
Honest people will bite when they are cornered, not to mention they are not honest people.
The Death Eaters were supposed to show up tonight.
A reminder to those who have forgotten them.
"Done!" Malfoy broke the goblet in his hand, and the red wine spilled on the French white velvet carpet.
Everyone in the room stood up excitedly, with cruel smiles on their faces.
"The area everyone attacked has been divided, but there is still one place..." Malfoy pointed to a corner of the camp map.
"Who is going to attack Stark? He won 500 million Galleons tonight..."
No one spoke.
When Malfoy glanced at Goyle and Braque, they immediately looked away.
"What about you, Nott?" Malfoy asked softly to a hunched wizard.
"I've had a bad stomach tonight, or I'll definitely kill him." Nott said viciously.
"..."
Malfoy looked again at the other wizard.He closed his eyes directly, pretending to be dozing off.
Made, these trash!
Although Malfoy scolded secretly like this, he was not going to go either.
"I'll go, I'll kidnap his sister." McNeill said suddenly.
A cruel smile appeared on his face.
"However, we got 500 million Galleons, we will give [-]% to [-]%, and I want [-]%."
Gore said angrily: "You let go..."
Malfoy raised his hand, smiled and said, "Let's do it this way."
All with hoods on.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside.
"What's going on?" Malfoy asked. "Kirby?"
A house elf appeared, and it lowered its head and said, "Master, there is a commotion outside, it seems that someone is attacking the camp."
Everyone looked at each other in shock.
Did anyone else attack the camp besides them?
"What to do, Lucius?" Goyle asked quickly.
"The action remains the same." Malfoy said with ecstasy on his face.
Now that someone is taking the blame, it is more reassuring to do it.
The operation code name of the operation has changed from "death to death" to "fishing in troubled waters"!
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(I ask for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at the beginning of the month, everyone.
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(End of this chapter)