Dragon Roar Master at Hogwarts

Dudley's plan was very simple. This time he did not use the Forced Will Dragon Roar on his broomstick, but used the Golden Snitch for training on Snape's hand. In this way, he could control the Snitch to go to him according to his own ideas. Wherever you want it, you can even have it fly directly to the palm of your hand.

Of course, the performance advantage of Malfoy's Nimbus 2001 still exists. Even if the Golden Snitch flies directly towards him, he may be intercepted by Malfoy, especially if he does not use the Forced Will Dragon Roar on his broomstick. The flight level is really disappointing.

Therefore, Dudley needed to limit Malfoy's advantage. When the two of them dived to the ground at the same time, it was impossible for Malfoy to fully utilize the speed advantage of Nimbus 2001.

Although Dudley's actions looked thrilling, in fact, Dudley had already used the Phantom Void Dragon Roar before hitting the ground, which made him immune to all damage, and there was no danger from the beginning.

The only thing Dudley didn't expect was that half of his body was stuck in the ground, so he didn't stand up immediately and ate a lot of mud, which made the performance not end perfectly.

Snape pushed past the students surrounding Dudley and squeezed in front of him. Dudley could see a few beads of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"What are you thinking, Dudley Dursley?" Snape shouted angrily at Dudley in a deep voice, "Do you know how dangerous what you just did is?"

"Don't be nervous, Professor Snape, don't you think I'm fine?" Dudley shrugged and patted the dust on his body.

"Anyway, I've caught the Golden Snitch, right?" Dudley handed the Golden Snitch to Snape and said with a smile: "In this case, Professor Snape should also announce the competition between me and Malfoy. It’s done.”

"This is not fair, he must have cheated!" Malfoy held Nimbus 2001 and walked towards Dudley angrily. "He will definitely be shattered into pieces when he hits the ground at this speed - he must have secretly used magic!"

"Don't talk nonsense, Master Malfoy. There are hundreds of people around me watching how I use magic." Dudley spread his hands with an innocent look on his face, "You have to rely on evidence to speak, and you can't just slander someone's innocence. "

"But look at this pit - and the remains of these brooms -" Malfoy pointed at the marks Dudley had just smashed on the field, trembling with anger: "How do you explain how you survived."

"It's a force reduction, a technique in Chinese martial arts that uses softness to overcome hardness." Dudley opened his eyes and spoke in plain language, and said firmly: "This is the method of picking putty on an empty stomach that I learned at the Bailin Temple in a large Eastern country during the summer vacation. , a 5000-year inheritance of Chinese martial arts.”

"You, you, you are talking nonsense-"

"Enough!" Snape shouted, stopping the quarrel between Dudley and Malfoy.

"Dursley is right. If you want to accuse him of cheating, you need evidence." Snape glared at Malfoy sternly, and the latter had to shut his mouth angrily. "On the Quidditch field, if there is no trace of cheating, then all his operations are valid."

"So the winner has been decided." Snape held up the Golden Snitch that Dudley had just handed him and announced loudly: "The result of the competition between the two, Dudley Dursley won!"

There was a burst of cheers all around, as if Dudley had just won the competition. Although this was not a formal competition, Dudley did contribute to a very exciting and famous scene for everyone.

Malfoy's face seemed to be like a traffic light, rapidly turning red from pale to pale, and the cheers of the people around him were so harsh in his ears.

"Okay, I won't play anymore!" Malfoy threw the latest broomstick to the ground and said through gritted teeth: "I just won't join the Slytherin Quidditch team - but my father sponsored it. Give me back the broomstick!"

The cheers of the Slytherin Quidditch team suddenly stopped, and the expressions on the players' faces froze.They looked at the Nimbus 2001 broomstick that was still in their hands, with reluctance and entanglement written on their faces.

Marcus Flint rolled his eyes and seemed to have a good idea.He walked up to Dudley angrily and threw the broomstick as hard as Malfoy did.

"Dudley Dursley, because of your selfishness, our team lost the latest flying broomstick." Flint shouted deliberately so that all the Slytherin players could hear: "You have to remember, this season Every point we lose, every game we lose, it’s all because of you!”

Dudley frowned slightly. He originally thought that Flint was stupid, but now he seemed to be stupid and bad.He put down words like this to deliberately create a gap between Dudley and other team members, and wanted to use other team members to exclude Dudley.

In this case, Dudley was not going to be polite to this Marcus Flint.

Just when Malfoy was about to leave with a gloomy look, Dudley reached out to stop him.

"What else do you want to do? Dudley Dursley." Malfoy said angrily: "You have already stolen the limelight, what else are you dissatisfied with?"

"Don't be so impatient, Malfoy." Dudley said slowly, "Actually, I think you are very talented in Quidditch, Malfoy. If you can't join the Slytherin team, it will be a great loss for both parties. ..."

As Dudley spoke, he picked up the broomstick that Malfoy had just thrown down from the ground, and walked to Malfoy with a smile: "So, I just had a question, why can't the two of us join in at the same time? Where are you in the team?”

"Are you trying to pity me? Don't count on it. I, Draco Malfoy, will never be a substitute -"

"You misunderstood, Malfoy." Dudley put the broomstick back into Malfoy's hand and said slowly: "I plan to give you the position of seeker, and I will move to another position... ....”

"Dursley, don't make your own decisions!" Marcus Flint stood in front of Dudley and said viciously: "Other positions in our team are already full, and besides being a seeker, what other position can you play? !”

"I heard that the Chaser position requires speed, agility, and a certain amount of physical fitness." Dudley stared at Flint meaningfully, "I think everyone was already aware of my speed and agility in last year's game. I must know him, and in terms of physical fitness - I guess I have proven myself just now."

"Chaser? Could it be that you want to..." Flint met Dudley's eyes and frowned: "Now Slytherin's chasers are me, Pusey and Warrington. , do you want to compete with either of them again?"

Dudley shook his head slightly, stared at Flint, and said slowly: "Let me put it bluntly, as the price for Malfoy joining the team, I think you should get out quickly, Marcus Flint." .”