George and Fred high-fived each other in perfect harmony, with happy smiles on their faces.

Watching the two lively couples begin to display their funny talents again, Hermione couldn't help but hold her forehead and ask: "If I remember correctly, being hit by a Bludger should be a very dangerous thing, right?"
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"Yes, it is very, very dangerous. According to records, the highest mortality rate in Quidditch is being hit by a Bludger, followed by accidentally falling off the broom."

Fred replied in the affirmative without thinking.

"Then you still use it to hit people? Aren't you afraid of killing people?" Hermione's voice suddenly rose an octave.

She simply couldn't believe that a school would allow students to participate in such a dangerous sport without any protective measures.

George shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "If anyone is killed by a Bludger on the court, it can only be blamed on his bad luck and no one else. By the way, the person hit by the Bludger dies.

It went very quickly and I didn’t feel any pain at all.”

"Totally agree! I once watched a game when I was a kid. There was a poor seeker who didn't notice the Bludger flying from the side, and his head was smashed on the spot." Fred also added to the jealousy.

said.

It can be seen from the casual attitude of the twin brothers that they do not care much about death in this dangerous sport.

In other words, wizards' views on life and death are fundamentally different from Muggles'.

Many wizards are not even afraid of death, and enjoy the tension and excitement caused by their brush with death.

"Oh my God! This is so barbaric and bloody. I can't believe that the Ministry of Magic has banned many dark arts, but it has not banned this ridiculous game that has caused countless casualties."

Hermione was obviously frightened by the horrific scenes described by the two brothers.

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After all, she has been an top student since she was a child, a well-behaved child, and has an instinctive fear of blood and death.

"Believe me, if the Ministry of Magic dares to ban this sport, the current Minister of Magic will be impeached and resigned in minutes. You don't understand the importance of Quidditch to wizards." George explained with a serious face.
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On the way back to the Gryffindor common room, the twin brothers told Hermione a lot about the origins of Quidditch and how it gradually developed into the first national sport in the wizarding world.

Process.

It even listed some very famous Quidditch players in school, such as Professor McGonagall, the headmaster of Gryffindor.

I have to say, this news is indeed quite shocking.

At least it is difficult for Hermione to see the slightest hint of a Quidditch player in Professor McGonagall, who always maintains a serious look.

It is even more unimaginable that this respectable professor put on a team uniform and rode a broom in the sky when he was young, colliding with opponents savagely, and then winning one game after another.

But in any case, through George and Fred's description, the girl finally gained a deep understanding of the status of Quidditch in the magical world.

Its importance and popularity far exceed the status of football in the Muggle world.

Early the next morning, the lobby on the first floor was packed with people.

Since there are no classes, almost students of all ages in the school gather here, enjoying a rich and nutritious breakfast while discussing which college team can win the championship trophy this year.

Of course, the most talked about topic is whether Harry Potter, who was promoted exceptionally, can show the ability and level consistent with his fame.

And this kind of public discussion, being criticized by others in public, made poor Harry so nervous that he couldn't even eat.

"You must eat a few bites of breakfast."

"I don't want to eat anything."

"At least have a piece of toast."

"I'm not hungry."

The more people around him persuaded him, the worse Harry felt and the greater his psychological pressure.

He even saw his roommate Seamus Finnegan smearing ketchup on the sausages on his plate, and vowed: "Eat some, man, you need to maintain sufficient physical strength. Because the Seeker is always

The opponent's key target. If you don't eat and don't have enough strength by then, you might be knocked off the broom."

"And the Bludger! That thing is so dangerous! It's like a high-speed moving cannonball. If it's hit in the head or heart, you'll probably die on the spot, so you have to be extra careful." Just came from the library.

Hermione, who came back from inside, reminded her worriedly.

In order to confirm the material and weight of the Bludger, she went to check the relevant books early in the morning.

You won’t know the result until you see it, but you will be shocked when you see it.

According to the density of iron, a bludger with a diameter of 25 centimeters may weigh an astonishing more than 60 kilograms.

If you get hit by this thing, you can basically say goodbye to this world.

In the eyes of girls, Quidditch, which is popular throughout the wizarding world, has been upgraded from "extremely dangerous" to a "killing game".

Beaters like the Weasley twins are simply executioners with a legal license to kill.

The most important thing is that she simply can't figure out what kind of spells and magic are contained in a mere stick, which can actually stop a high-speed flying 64-kilogram iron ball in an instant and forcibly change its flight direction.

You must know that this is equivalent to a shell fired from a heavy naval gun.

"Don't worry, Bludgers are generally heavy and heavy. As long as you are smart, the possibility of being hit is not high. What's more, our academy's batters, George and Fred, will protect Harry." Seamus Feeney

Gan shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.

"But if you are hit, the probability of dying on the spot is more than 90%. Damn it! I don't understand why you are obsessed with such a dangerous sport."

Hermione rolled her eyes angrily and turned to find Zuo Si, who was always sitting in the corner of the hall and was unsociable, to discuss countermeasures.

But before she could get closer, she suddenly saw Slytherin's female prefect, Gemma Farley, walking past her and walking directly in front of Zuo Si. She asked with a smile: "Are you coming to watch today's Quidditch match?"

? Or to put it another way, would you like to support our college team?"

"I don't want to. But if the Gryffindor team's batters can smash Marcus Flint's simple-minded, muscular wastes one by one from the sky and smash them into cripples, I would be very happy to go there in person.

Let’s enjoy it on the spot. It’s a pity that the professors won’t allow this to happen.”

When saying these words, Zuo Si showed a deep regret on his face, and did not lower his voice at all, deliberately letting the Slytherin members who were eating not far away hear.

Especially when captain Marcus Flint heard that he was called out and called "trash", he immediately turned red with anger and even crushed the boiled egg in his hand.

Several senior students dominated by anger even subconsciously stood up and wanted to pull out their wands.

But after just one second, everyone immediately regained their composure and clarity.

Because the front end of the wand in Zuo Si's hand began to flash with dazzling white light at some point, and there was a smile full of expectation and danger on his face, as if a powerful spell would be shot from the front end at the next moment.

This move instantly reminded them of the pain caused by being blocked in the stairs and being burned by flames on the first night of school.

Facts have proven that fighting violence with violence is always the fastest and most effective way.

Even the law is based on fighting violence with violence.

Only when those who like to commit violence taste the feeling of violence blessing them will they become a little more restrained.

But Zuo Si obviously didn't intend to let the opponent go just like that, but continued to taunt him in front of all the students in the school: "Did you see it? This is the Slytherin College team, a group of losers who only bully the weak and fear the strong. I'm not even sure

, can they still be called men? Maybe Marcus Flint should take the lead in going to a Muggle hospital to cut off the thing below and do a sex reassignment operation. It is useless to keep it anyway. In this way, they

Then we can call each other sisters."

As these extremely insulting words were blurted out, students from other colleges in the entire hall on the first floor were stunned for two or three seconds, and then they all burst into deafening laughter.

Especially Gryffindor House, which was about to compete with Slytherin, stood up, applauded vigorously, and booed loudly.

After all, the Slytherin Quidditch team's style is very "dirty" and they often use various foul methods when the referee is not paying attention. As a result, no students except this college will like them.

So when they ran into trouble, they immediately attracted a large group of people who were gloating and watching.

When Gemma Farley saw this situation, she instantly realized that she had messed up.

She originally wanted to use the Quidditch game to ease the tense relationship between Zuo Si and the academy, but she never expected that it directly intensified the conflict.

Just look at the angry eyes of the Slytherin students behind you and you will know that they absolutely hate this alien now.

"Why do you have to do this?" Gemma Farley frowned and asked.

As a smart senior girl, she was sure that Zuo Si deliberately did not want to have a good relationship with other students in the college, so he repeatedly provoked and stimulated the most sensitive nerves of the "little snakes"

.

Otherwise, normally no matter how much you hate those pure-blood factions, you should not target the entire Slytherin House.

"Whenever you can figure this out, come talk to me again." Zuo Si said meaningfully.

In the end, Gemma Farley could only turn around and leave with strong doubts and confusion.

With her current vision, it is naturally impossible to see through Principal Dumbledore's thoughts.

Since suffering from "Dark Lord Stress Syndrome", this old man, who is known as the greatest wizard of our time, will subconsciously become wary and wary of any young wizard with a precocious personality and outstanding magical talent.

Therefore, when Zuo Si shows his talent for terrifying magic, he must not have a good relationship with the Slytherin students, let alone become their leader.

Otherwise, it will 100% be regarded as a potentially huge threat.

Of course, as a white wizard, Dumbledore would definitely not do anything to nip the threat in the bud.

But targeting and restrictions in various aspects are definitely indispensable.
To be continued...