The Strongest Defender: Hermione Granger

Sometimes, you have to admit...

If you do too much anaerobic exercise the day before, a lot of lactic acid will accumulate in your body the next day, causing soreness all over your body.

Early in the morning, sitting in the Great Hall, staring at the blue ceiling, William was thinking about how to get rid of lactic acid in his body.

That's right, he was describing exactly the state of mind after Quidditch Match!

William was definitely not in pain, but his legs were a little weak. He yawned and seemed a bit listless.

He looked like he hadn't slept well last night.

Anne walked over, carrying her Firebolt, and plopped down next to William.

"Brother, you weren't so nervous that you didn't sleep all night, were you?" she guessed wildly.

"I'm nervous?" William poured himself a Quirrell, but Anne snatched it away, so he had to pour himself another one.

"Putting aside the other teams, I'm pretty good at beating your Gryffindor!"

"I'm Gryffindor's new Chaser, don't underestimate us!"

Anne pouted and glared at him.

William gave a perfunctory "hmm" and lifted his leg, saying:

"Give me a massage, my legs are so sore... Once you're done, I don't have to steal your Quaffle from my game today."

Anne gave her brother a couple of hard punches, then placed her Pineapple Head on his lap so he could knead it.

William rolled his eyes at her.

How much force can a cat use when kneading?

If it were someone with the size of Bobocha stepping on it, it would be more like it!

"Where did Hermione go?" Anne looked around; she wasn't there to see William.

"Still sleeping." William picked up Pineapple Head, ready to give the cat a little kiss.

"This is my first match, and she didn't even come to watch!" Anne said indignantly.

"She'll be here soon. Yesterday I used my 'wand' to help her practice forbidden magic, and I'm exhausted. Let her sleep a little longer."

William spoke in a tone that suggested he was concerned for his girlfriend.

Anne, being a little girl, couldn't understand at all and naively thought the two were doing combat training.

As William spoke, he tried to suck on the Pineapple Head, but the other bird meowed in disgust.

It even stretched out its two white-gloved paws, trying to block this cat-cuddling behavior of expecting free treats without giving it any.

Hello everyone.

Just then, a dreamlike voice sounded behind them.

William turned around and found that it was Luna. Many people were looking at her, some even laughing and pointing.

Because Luna's attire was strange, she was wearing a hat shaped like a sea eagle.

William was speechless. When he transformed into a eagle... he was incredibly dashing!

Why does Luna's eagle... look so goofy?

If I had to describe it, it would be the difference between a wolf and a husky!

"Luna, aren't you supporting your best friend?" Anne said. "This is my first competition."

"Anne, I'll support you again next time!" Luna laughed. "But today, I'm more rooting for Ravenclaw."

As she spoke, she tapped her hat with her wand.

The eagle opened its mouth wide and made a realistic Bobocha, startling everyone around it.

"Not bad, right?" Luna said happily.

William helped her straighten her hat, nodded, and said, "Great, it looks festive. Ravenclaw will win."

She hummed in agreement, then reached out and tilted her hand back.

William laughed and pulled down the furry eagle hairpin that had been covering his forehead, now covering Luna's entire face.

Not far away, Qiu is selling products live...

Or rather, she was giving away snail rice noodles.

Cedric was helping out too, his movements making it look like he was running a promotional discount event.

Seeing that it was free, many students happily took a few packs, planning to eat them as a late-night snack on their way back to their dorms!

Qiu also gave a few more instructions, saying that it would taste better if eaten in a place with cats.

This girl has become quite sly now!

Harry wasn't thinking about the competition; he was only focused on grabbing snail rice noodles.

"I love this the most!" Harry exclaimed, deliberately trying to get Cho's attention.

Qiu did hear it. She pursed her lips and muttered to herself:

"From now on, keep your distance when Harry talks, or he'll have bad breath."

Harry, unaware of Cho's thoughts, was secretly pleased with himself.

"This is the first gift Qiu gave me..."

Harry has started updating his "Simp Quotes" again.

Ron looked nervous and pulled Harry back to the Gryffindor table.

As they passed the Slytherin table, they heard a commotion.

Almost everyone wore a silver crown-shaped badge over their silver and green scarves and hats.

"Do you like my new badge?" Malfoy laughed.

Harry thought it was another insult directed at him, but it actually said:

Weasley Is Our King!

Montague, the new captain of Slytherin Quidditch, shouted:

"Have you booked a bed at the Hospital Wing, Weasley?"

Ron's face turned a little green.

When Malfoy imitated Ron's missed Quaffle, Ron's ears turned bright red, his hands trembled, and he even dropped the snail noodles he was helping Harry grab.

"It's okay, don't pay attention to them!" Harry comforted him.

Ron didn't speak; he was pale and sweaty.

Harry dragged Ron along towards the Gryffindor dining table.

The lion cubs immediately cheered.

But the cheers didn't cheer Ron up; instead, they seemed to drain the last bit of his morale.

Ron slumped into the nearest stool, as if this were his last breakfast.

"I'd be crazy to join the team," Ron said in a hoarse whisper. "Crazy!"

"Don't talk nonsense," Harry said sternly, handing him some cereal. "You'll be fine. It's normal to be nervous."

"I'm a piece of trash," Ron said, clutching his head. "I'm useless, I can't play basketball at all..."

The thought of facing William, a historic Chaser... made Ron nervous to the point of tears.

Angelina walked over and pounded the table, saying:

"Once everyone is ready," Angelina said, "We'll head straight to the stadium!"

At the Ravenclaw dining table, William also stood up.

All the Ravenclaw players gathered around him, and the Great Hall erupted in applause.

William led the Ravenclaw team through the Entrance Hall, down the stone steps, and into the cold air.

The frosty grass crunched under their feet as they hurried down the slope toward the field.

After everyone changed their clothes, William, as the captain, led the team onto the field.

In an instant, the stadium erupted in a cacophony of voices as students from the school appeared on the field.

Li's unique voice rang out.

"Hello everyone, welcome to the Quidditch match! I'm your favorite commentator... Lee Jordan!"

"We can see that the fourteen team members... the top players from the school, are already standing on the field."

Today's match featured many familiar faces.

These are all veteran players who have been famous for many years. They not only possess top-notch individual skills, but also represent the first-class level of Hogwarts.

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Of course, the dark horses of the new generation cannot be ignored. For example, young Anne Stark, who is William's sister...

Okay, now the two captains have shaken hands.

William and Angelina got together.

Angelina's eyes blazed with fury as she gripped his hand, seemingly trying to break his fingers so he couldn't hold the Quaffle.

William countered with a Muscle-Twisting and Bone-Dislocating Hand, followed by the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, successfully suppressing Angelina...

The two quickly separated and returned to their various brooms.

Madam Hooch put the whistle in her mouth and blew it hard.

"The kickoff has begun, and all fourteen players have taken to the air."

Li Dasheng said:

"The classic William Stark ball-handling; he is known as the greatest Chaser in history, and his scoring ability is beyond doubt."

He accelerated, leaving Angelina behind!

Ah, he ejaculated!

A classic Stark long-range shot! The arc is so sharp...

Li's excited roar abruptly stopped.

Because... it's an absurdly bad three-no-stick situation!

William rubbed his wrist and sighed.

That was embarrassing.

This ball would definitely have gone in in the past.

Hermione, sitting in the Gryffindor audience seats, holding binoculars, blushed and spat out:

"What 'best Chaser'? I still managed to stop him!"

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