Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

When the twins approached Marcus quickly, they looked at each other and began to harass the big man with the sandwich tactic.

Marcus was impatient and swung the bat to hit the twins hard.

George immediately warned with a smile.

"The vice president said that you are not allowed to commit fouls intentionally! Be careful, you will only be on the bench in the future."

Marcus' body shook involuntarily, and he gritted his teeth and squeezed with the twins in the sky, but he also restrained the two at the same time.

Although Shaw's side lacked a passer, it didn't matter.

He would just cut the backspin every time in the future, and two bludgers would basically be enough.

After a while, he saw the right time and was about to hit a reverse ball to interfere.

But at this time, his eyes blurred and the baseball was cut in vain.

The bludger flew directly to the back of his head.

This mistake and thrilling moment made the little wizards gasp.

Hermione, who was recording the game with a camera, immediately noticed something was wrong.

She quickly played the video backwards and saw only a beam of light shining on Shaw's face.

Hermione was good at math, physics and chemistry, so she knew what it was and that someone must be playing a prank.

Hermione angrily began to use the camera as a magnifying glass, moving the lens to the stands, trying to find out who violated the rules.

But it would take a while, and it was estimated that it would not be found. Far water cannot quench a nearby fire.

After Shaw regained his vision, his eyes focused and he looked for the light source just now. He saw that it was on a spire scattered between the stands, and the spire was made of smooth iron.

It was this thing that reflected a strong sunlight that could blind people.

Shaw naturally knew that this was not accidental, but a deliberate act.

But just as the designer expected, Shaw could not find the reflected light source at all, let alone the bad guy hidden in the stands.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked back at the twins who were quickly retracting their smug expressions.

He continued to drive the broom to chase the bludger without making a sound, and tried to face Gryffindor with his back.

The bad guys were most likely these naughty little lions.

But when he was about to chop the ball again, a dazzling beam of sunlight shot from the top of the spire near the Slytherin stand.

This time it was not sudden. Shaw did not hit the bludger in the air, but he did not chop enough speed, so it could only be considered a hit, and the bludger was easily dodged.

Shaw exhaled, and still did not find the light source this time, and he did not know how many times it was reflected.

He was a little unsure whether to smile bitterly or be relieved.

After Ravenclaw introduced science, he did not know how much of the serious experiments and research on these little eagles were.

But this prank of reflected light has been studied thoroughly, and there must be a locking spell added to it, which is a preliminary combination of technology and magic.

Otherwise, the reflected light would not have hit his eyes so accurately.

Shaw had it all to himself this time, so he wasn't very angry. It would have been better if this invention of magic technology wasn't used on him.

He couldn't find the source of the trouble for a while, and watched Slytherin almost get scored again.

After thinking quickly, he gave a signal to a chaser.

The chaser's face turned bitter, and he immediately cried out in pain and pretended to be sick, staggering towards the referee, Madam Hooch.

Then Madam Hooch blew the whistle to suspend the game.

Shaw didn't fly back to the ground with everyone.

Instead, he took out his wand and said loudly to all the little wizards in the stands.

"The sun is too strong, and Slytherin's chaser has heatstroke, so in order to play normally next time, I need to make the sky cloudy."

This was simply nonsense, which shocked the little wizards. Of course, there were also brainless fans who held their hands in their hearts and said that the chief was really thoughtful, love love.

Shaw didn't care what they were thinking, and directly raised his wand to the sky to release the weather spell that he had recently relearned and made rapid progress.

"Dark clouds!"

With the blessing of his natal wand, a large amount of magic output, and the call of Shaw's thunder element.

The sky, which was clear and sunny just now, suddenly began to form large clouds, which quickly connected into one piece. There were even lightning flashes in the rolling cumulus clouds.

Soon the sky near Hogwarts became gloomy and dim, and the brightness dropped by several levels.

Shaw retracted his wand and looked at the sky with low clouds with satisfaction. The thickness of the clouds was well controlled by him, and it would not rain.

He smiled and looked around at the more dumbfounded little wizards. Since he couldn't find the prankster, he would just cut off the light source.

Even if these people had backup light sources, when the whole environment was dark, those people would be very abrupt if they dared to make trouble again, and they would not dare to be so blatant.

The twins resting on the ground and the ones in the standsA few troublemakers were still secretly proud that they could finally punish the big devil.

But when they saw Shaw's fierce operation, they were immediately dumbfounded! Their eyeballs almost fell to the ground,

They just wanted to curse.

The big devil is not a martial arts master! Can't you afford to play!

It was agreed that Quidditch is not allowed to use magic! And using such powerful magic is too bullying.

After that, the game continued. Needless to say, after the harassment was gone, the twins did not dare to go forward and die in various ways.

That was really Shaw's personal table tennis show.

Various fancy cuts, the bludgers would turn and hit the broom, would deviate and find the trajectory of movement, and would spin to intercept the quaffle.

There were even two bludgers cooperating with each other to carry the quaffle, and magically cooperated to enter the goal together like a butterfly flying through flowers.

Although the bludgers did not hit people, it also made the Gryffindor players almost start to doubt their lives.

Is this Quidditch?

They remembered that Shaw seemed to have another identity, a magician!

This is magic in the wizarding world!

Only Harry and Draco, two outsiders, were still bickering and fighting in the narrow aisle under the stands while chasing the Golden Snitch.

Not to mention, both of them have excellent flying skills.

Draco was better equipped and more flexible, and barely kept pace with Harry, who had outstanding flying talent, and competed in the narrow aisle with many crossbars.

"Harry, give up. You are doomed to lose this game. The score is now 190 to 10. You can't win even if you catch the Golden Snitch."

"Draco, stop talking nonsense. There are no friends on the battlefield. I won't give the Golden Snitch to you."

"Harry, I don't need you to give it to me. If you continue to stalemate like this, you will lose more miserably. If I let the Chief cooperate with me, you would have lost long ago."

"This, this, hum, the Chief is also my brother. He won't target me. He even let me go to his house for Christmas."

"What? There is such a thing?"

Harry saw Draco stunned and almost hit the pillar. After pushing him away, he didn't hesitate and continued to drive the broom straight to the Golden Snitch that was already close at hand.

Reach out and grab it!

After Draco bypassed a horizontal bar, he saw that Harry had caught the Golden Snitch and turned back to wink at him.

The arrogant brother almost exploded, and his hair stood up like an antenna!

When did the kind-hearted Harry become so sinister!