The Druid Master of Hogwarts Chapter 425

Professor McGonagall suddenly regretted bringing Fish to the World Cup...

"Minerva, the speed of the Firebolt is only this meow? It's not as fast as Wuwu and the others..."

"Minerva, the guy with the stick on the green team is so stupid, he can't hit such a slow ball."

"Minerva, isn't the Golden Snitch right above the bald referee? Why don't they catch it?"

"Minerva, the Snitch flew behind the red guy with the braids, right behind his neck."

"Minerva, the one in the green suit is about to hit the ground... is he an idiot meow?"

"Minerva..."

Feixu chattered about the situation on the field. Due to the dynamic vision of the cat, there were basically no eyes to escape, and the location of the Golden Snitch was broadcast by him every once in a while...

This made the group of Quidditch players on the field look stupid, and it also caused Professor McGonagall's viewing experience to drop significantly.

Professor McGonagall put down the telescope in his hand and silently looked at the cat beside him who was still "spoiler".

In addition to being speechless, Professor McGonagall's heart was somewhat depressed...

My little cat is so capable, why doesn't he like Quidditch? If he also joined the school team, the Quidditch Cups last year and the year before would never have fallen to Slytherin and Ravenclaw.

"Why are you staring at Feixu Miao? Stop watching the game?"

Fish tilted his head and asked with a puzzled cat face.

Next to Hermione, holding back her laughter, she gently tugged at Fisher's clothes and whispered, "Fish, don't keep talking and disturb Minerva watching the game."

"But isn't Fishh afraid that Minerva can't see clearly? She's going to slow down with that telescope, meow."

Mao Mao said confidently, and didn't think he had done anything wrong.

"It's like you're watching cartoons and I keep telling you what's going to happen next, does Fish like that?"

After a summer vacation, Hermione has learned how to take cat children.

"Well...don't like meow!"

Feixu pondered for a moment, then shook his head quickly, and then closed his mouth obediently.

Professor McGonagall gave Hermione an approving look, then returned her attention to the court, where she could finally watch the game with peace of mind.

The quiet Fischer gradually became bored. Instead of paying attention to the situation in the stadium, he looked left and right, looking for someone he knew in the audience.

After Fish passed all the people in the audience, the game in the stadium became more and more intense. Due to the large lead of the Irish team, the Bulgarian players gradually began to behave violently, and the Irish team was the leader. Naturally, he would not back down because of this. The smell of gunpowder was getting stronger and stronger, which made Fish return his attention back to the court.

"Beat him! Beat him meow! Shake him in the head, idiot!"

Together with the surrounding audience, Mao Mao shouted at the arena.

Although in Fish's opinion, the skills of the group were really insignificant, but the stadium was so noisy, he couldn't sleep, and he had to rely on players fighting to pass the time.

"Fix, who are you cheering for?"

Hermione was not as focused on the game as Professor McGonagall. After listening to the cheers of the cats around her, and after corresponding with the situation on the field, she asked with a strange expression.

"Meow?"

Fisch turned his head and replied, scratching his head, "There are cheers on both sides, anyway, Fisch just wants to see them fight meow... ah! Those veelas have finally turned into birds meow!"

Cat Mao, who caught a glimpse of the situation from the corner of his eye, was the opposite of Rove, who was frightened next to him, and shouted excitedly.

Inside the stadium, the heads of the veela turned into pointed, beaked birds, and a pair of long, scaly wings emerged from their shoulders that looked like they were drinking. It's like a compound decoction with bird feathers.

The half-human, half-bird veela crossed the field, producing **** of fire from the palm of their hands, before throwing them at the leprechauns in Ireland.

And the dwarfs are not to be outdone. They use their small bodies to flexibly avoid the fireballs thrown by Veela, and then bully them to fight with the group of veelas with bird heads...

This was much more interesting than the group of players, especially when the wizarding officials from the Ministry of Magic rushed into the arena to try to separate the Veela and the Leprechauns, and the scene became even more chaotic.

Fischer decisively focused his attention on the three-way melee below and cheered them on loudly.

"Come on, meow! Let's work together to break off those guys' wands, and they won't be a threat meow!"

Fish put his hands to his mouth and loudly supported the mascots on the field.

I don't know if the veelas and leprechauns really heard Fisher's shouts, or if they found that they couldn't have a good fight without getting rid of the officials. Anyway, they really did as Fisher said. , Heli first folded all the officials' wands, and then left the group of wizards who could basically do nothing without wands, and fought together again.

"Meowhahahaha! That's it! Come on meow!"

Even in the Forbidden Forest, Fei Xu had never seen such a large-scale fight, and Mao Mao was very happy to see it.

It's a pity that happy times are always short-lived. Fish was looking happy when suddenly there was a huge cheering sound, and then the little leprechaun and veela who were fighting together stopped, the little leprechaun They cheered and flew to the sky, and began to form various patterns and words.

Although most of them had bruised noses and bruised faces, and their hair and beards were burnt off a lot, Fisch could still see the irrepressible smiles on their faces.

On the other hand, the Veela returned to their human appearances and walked away dejectedly.

"Why didn't you fight meow? The Veelas lost? But they were the ones who had the upper hand just now?"

Fish scratched his head in confusion and turned his head to ask Hermione.

"Well...because Ireland won, even though Krum caught the Snitch."

Hermione smiled helplessly and explained to the cat.

Only then did Fisch notice that the group of Bulgarian players in red jerseys had already controlled their broomsticks and fell to the ground, their expressions were not very happy, and Krum, who was holding the Golden Snitch in his hand, was still bleeding.

On the other hand, the Irish team in green jerseys are flying around the field with their broomsticks~www.mtlnovel.com~ and the guy who fell to the ground before seems to have fallen again and is being held by his teammates all over the field fly around.

"So...they didn't fight right meow?"

Fish frowned and asked with great dissatisfaction.

"Of course," Hermione continued with a helpless smile and explained to the unhappy Mao Mao, "This is a Quidditch match, not a fight. The outcome is already determined, so of course they don't need to continue fighting."

However, the outcome of Quidditch is not important to Fish at all. The outcome of the fight is what the cats focus on. As a result, they stopped fighting halfway through...

If the game is lost, isn't it more necessary to get it back from the fight? !

Quidditch is really boring, and it's not interesting at all!

?Recommended ticket??Monthly ticket?

Chapter end