Ron took the broom and walked towards the center of the field.

This is not a big deal, at least for Ron, it is not a big deal.

Because I often take away some rare items I have never played with from the contraband collected by the Chief Neville... I play by myself.

If he was the chief, he would probably be even more serious.

Therefore, borrowing the flying broom from the schoolgirls is nothing.

(In the original work, Ron is so useless. He has described it many times. He relied on his identity as a senior and confiscated items for lower-grade students to play by himself.)

The two little girls seemed to be frightened and ran away without studying from them.

I don’t know if I’m going to complain to Professor McGonagall.

Ron dragged his latest broom and walked towards the center of the court.

Then, I saw a big man with tiger arms, bee waist, mantis legs, thick and hard hair, chatting enthusiastically with Harry.

"We've seen it on the train, in the old slug's carriage." McLagan took the initiative to shake hands with Harry.

"My name is Kormike McLagan and I want to run for goalkeeper."

Ron's heart skipped a beat, it turned out to be a competitor.

The opponent has a very advantageous figure. Even if he stands there and does not move, he can block three goals tightly.

Harry obviously thinks so.

Although he doesn't like this seventh-grade senior who has a sense of superiority,... his figure is awesome.

Look at this height, body, big buttocks, and sexy biceps...

At least two laps stronger than Ron. When Harry needs McLagan, he must be very strong!

"Why haven't you participated in the selection before?" Harry asked curiously.

"I was still in the hospital when I was in the election last year," McLagan said in a bragging tone:

"I made a bet with someone and ate a pound of fox eggs."

Harry: "…"

I have the body, but my brain doesn't seem to work very well.

Ron laughed out loud, he remembered this... it was done by twins.

He also heard the twins mention it:

The year Charlie graduated, McClagan and William entered school together. Then he wanted to participate in the first grade, but he broke Charlie's skull with one goal.

Since then, every captain has found a way to prevent him from having the opportunity to participate in the competition.

But this year, all the old players who participated in the competition with Charlie had graduated completely.

Without the obstacles from insiders, McLagan finally had the opportunity to squirt his milk-like talent at Harry.

Harry was also very hesitant. He felt that Gryffindor's results this year must be in the semi-finals.

But Professor McGonagall's goal...is the champion.

If we win a win, then we have to reach the finals, right?

Last year, Ron had proved with his strength that at critical moments... he couldn't do it.

In this case, you have to find a more reliable goalkeeper.

Of course, Harry still wanted Ron to be selected and continued to beat his brother Quidditch.

If your brother Quidditch is not good, then after graduation, join William's Quidditch Club and fight his hometown Quidditch.

Out of care for Ron, Harry also deliberately put the goalkeeper's selection match at the end.

In this way, there will be fewer people on the court and less pressure on Ron.

Unfortunately, all the players who lost the election, and many who just finished their breakfast, are now joining the audience.

There are more people in the stands than just now.

As each goalkeeper flew towards the goal, the audience burst into equally enthusiastic cheers and ridicule.

Standing aside and giving advice to the country is a must-have skill for every audience.

Harry glanced at Ron, and his face was even green in color, like the Great Devil of Pick.

The first five players only saved two goals at most.

What excited Harry was that Cowmike McLagan saved five goals in a row.

He also judged the last tricky ball to be successful and rescued.

IQ C-, but technology A+ and body S are important puzzles for winning the championship.

Then it was Ron's turn. Harry decided that as long as Ron also made five, he would choose both of them, one played the main player and the other was a towel man on the sidelines.

William and Hermione sat in the auditorium.

The two little girls just now ran away after giving them a broom.

William didn't care too much, but continued to chat with Hermione about writing a biography for Voldemort.

After Anne was selected, the two of them no longer paid attention to the field.

But at this moment, a shout suddenly sounded around me.

"Good luck! Weasley! Come on!"

William looked up and found that it was Ravend Brown.

He remembered that she and Ron had attended the Christmas ball together.

But for some reason, Ron tore someone's skirt apart and had to sew it in the dormitory... It is said that the skirt was still shared.

Unexpectedly, two years later, Ravend started cheering for Ron again.

This is probably true love.

Anyway, Ravend was jumping up and down there, looking very excited.

The first time a girl cheered herself up, Ron seemed to be inspired.

He lifted his hair and stepped onto the latest version of the 2200 light wheel.

The breeze blows by,

Ron took a deep breath,

It's simply perfect.

He felt the perfect sense of control of training in private and returned to his body.

No matter what ball, he seemed to be able to save it.

At this moment, he is the God of Quidditch!

Ron looked at Ginny who was about to serve, smiled contemptuously, then hooked her hands and said:

"Come on, use your all your strength and let me check...my weapon!"

Ginny also took a deep breath. Since Ron said that, she, who was originally planning to release the water, did not hold back.

She held the ghost flying ball, twisted her waist, kicked her legs, rotated her hands, and spiraled pull rod.

A tricky banana ball.

"I saw it, I saw the trajectory!" Ron shouted loudly in his heart.

"From now on, Gryffindor's ball frame is guarded by me, Ron Weasley!"

He twisted his butt gently and controlled the broom to fly upwards.

A good broom is indeed different. I was just restricted by the broom before.

Ron thought.

He felt very good and was about to touch the ball, just a little bit...

he,

Watching the ghost flying ball fly by underneath.

He got taller!

No, it wasn't him that raised him, but the broom...it was still rising up.

Amid all the shocked eyes, the light wheel 2200 seemed to be out of control and was spiraling in the sky.

It's like a balloon full of air, releasing the air, doing Brownian movements in the sky.

There is no rule...the speed is very fast!

What everyone could still hear was Ron's terrified wailing: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Ron, Ron!" Harry shouted.

But in less than two seconds, Ron took the light wheel 2200, like a kite with a broken string, completely disappeared.

Only a stunned student was left.

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