Hogwarts: Bourne Returns from Warhammer

Those biting cabbages opened their big mouths and started jumping around to attack them. Several little wizards kicked and kicked to stop them.

However, this group of biting cabbage is really fierce, and there are many of them. Even if they can't bite these little wizards, they will try to bite the broomsticks they ride on.

Ron's broom was the first to be hit, and his tail was chewed by a biting cabbage. The already very old flying broom immediately lost control and threw Ron onto the grass.

Although Ron was not injured because he was close to the ground, as soon as he landed, the biting cabbage around him rushed towards him like sharks that smelled blood.

Just when he was so frightened that he closed his eyes and waved his hands in despair, trying to stop these terrifying magical plants, a muffled "bang" brought Ron back to reality.

The expected pain did not appear!

Bourne controlled the broomstick with one hand, and held a triangular prism-shaped crimson bat in the other hand, standing in front of Ron.

"Triple speed!!!"

Ron immediately shouted in surprise, and at the same time, Bourne also started his performance.

Because Horace was not keen on Quidditch, Bourne really didn't have much exposure to broomsticks when he was a child.

But this does not mean that he does not have similar experience: in the Warhammer universe for so many years, he has not only dealt with the Sons of Khan from the White Scars Chapter, but also often went to Huo Huo to those who were not very good because he was in a bad mood. Bean sprouts for people.

If you want to participate in these two "social activities", it is inevitable that Bourne's drag racing skills have been repeatedly tempered.

Whether it's a jet motorcycle or a hoverbike, Bourne is an excellent rider.

"It's time to show your loyalty!" Bourne said softly to the broomstick.

Then, he leaned forward and launched a reverse charge at the group of crazy biting cabbage.

He held the Triple Speed ​​with his right hand like a chainsword, and in one fell swoop he hit another biting cabbage.

The bat made of the Whomping Willow is worthy of the same model as the legendary Quidditch star. One hit turns the vicious biting cabbage into a hand-shredded cabbage.

Several biting cabbages rushed towards him from all directions at the same time. Bourne clamped the broomstick with both legs, then moved his left hand clockwise, and the broomstick immediately made a 360° spin on the spot.

There was no need to deliberately aim, "Triple Speed" drew a wavy arc, hitting them all easily and freely.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

A total of seven biting cabbages were exploded in the air, and a large hole was immediately opened in the encirclement. Bourne's broom came out of the hole with a whoosh.

Go back to the castle? Now that the show has begun, Byrne is not prepared to end it so casually.

Riding a broomstick and turning a large arc like a motorcycle, Bourne came across a biting cabbage. As soon as it opened its mouth, it was hit by the "three-speed" stick into its throat.

Next, as if playing with a snake, Bourne was playing with the snakes against the grass, one after another, making the biting cabbage realize that they had made a big mistake by running out of the ground today.

It took Bourne less than two minutes to clear the grass. This was not only because of his skillful driving skills, but also because he realized the importance of "loyalty" on the broomstick, and the "triple speed" bat also made great contributions.

"Not to mention, this bat is really easy to use." Bourne picked up the "Triple Speed" and looked at it repeatedly. It had just been chewed by a few biting cabbage, but there was not even a tooth mark on it. Not left.

At this moment, Bourne's intuition suddenly warned him, and he immediately controlled the broomstick and rushed forward a lot.

A cauldron filled with orange-red slime suddenly appeared from mid-air and splashed towards Bourne.

Fortunately, Bourne hid quickly, and only a small amount of mucus hit the branch at the tail of his broomstick. As soon as it came into contact, the mucus reacted with the wood, dehydrating and carbonizing the wood like concentrated sulfuric acid, making a hissing sound and emitting a cloud of smoke.

"Pi…Pigui!" A sharp cry came from the door of Hogwarts Castle.

"You, you...how dare you do this!"

The person who asked the question was none other than Quirrell, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

He stood in front of a group of little wizards, like an old hen guarding its chicks, guarding the frightened students behind him.

At this time, under the sunlight, his whole body seemed to be rimmed with gold.

"Professor, do something quickly, Bourne and the others are in danger!"

The little witch Hermione was standing next to Quirrell and said anxiously to the professor.

As soon as she ran into the castle, she immediately wanted to find Professor McGonagall, but when she met Quirrell on the stairs, she immediately changed her mind.

"Let go, don't worry." Quirrell said, and cast a spell with his wand: "Appear quickly!"

The moment the spell took effect, Peeves, who had been invisible above the lawn, revealed himself, still wearing that ridiculous plaid suit, but he was holding an empty cauldron in his hand.

Quirrell pointed his wand at Peeves.

While walking towards him, he waved to Bourne and the others to run over quickly and hide behind him.

"Relax, don't worry, I'm here, he..."

However, before he could finish his words, Bourne was like an enraged bull, recklessly controlling the broken broom and flying towards Peeves.

"Do you still remember what happened that day?"

Before he finished speaking, he swung "Triple Speed" hard and hit Peeves on the head.

"one!"

Peeves was knocked upside down and flew out.

Immediately afterwards, Bourne pursued him arrogantly and hit Peeves on the head again.

At this moment, he was like the Quidditch star who used the same bat - when victory was hopeless, he became angry and attacked his opponent - with a headshot.

"two!"

"three!"

"... "

"Thirteen!"

Finally, after being hit with a headshot for the thirteenth time, Peeves couldn't bear it any longer. With an "ouch", he covered his swollen head like a pagoda and fled towards the Hogwarts castle.

Quirrell, who had acted like a good teacher who cared for his students just now, was stunned when he saw this scene. It wasn't until Bourne landed on the lawn controlling the rickety broom that he recovered.

"S...S...Slughorn..."

"Bourne, are you injured?" Before Quirrell could finish speaking, a strong voice interrupted him.

Professor McGonagall is here.

She pushed Quirrell out of the way, walked over quickly, reached out and grabbed Bourne's arms.

Behind him were Harry, who was still in shock, and Ms. Huo Qi, the flying instructor.

Seeing that Professor McGonagall was examining Bourne, the witch with a pair of eagle eyes took care of several other little wizards.

Although a series of accidents had just happened, unexpectedly, these little wizards felt very excited.

They pieced together what happened at that time from several professors.

"...Harry flew away in a whoosh." Seamus put his left hand on his hips, took a step forward with his right foot, and put his fingers together in a gesture popular among aircraft carrier pilots.

"Our brooms were also out of control," Ron shrugged helplessly and added: "I was the most unlucky, the broom was directly bitten by the biting cabbage, and I fell to the ground."

"Thanks to Bourne!" Seamus showed that he was no less potential as a Quidditch commentator than Lee Jordan in the third grade. "He swooped down with a 'Longhis Feint', lifted up his clothes and took out a With the stick, smash the biting cabbage that bit Ron into pieces."

Not only Gryffindor, but also the Slytherin trio also recognized Bourne's contribution.

Draco said: "Those disgusting cabbage... uh, biting cabbage, Bourne picked them up all by himself, and he saved us all."

In the end, he did not forget to defend Bourne: "Bourne beat Peeves, and if you ask me, Peeves deserved it!

I will tell our Slytherin ghost Bloody Balor when I get back that Peeves is getting more and more outrageous.

First, he found so many dangerous magical plants from nowhere and used them to attack the students who were in class.

After the failure, he actually dared to sneak up on him secretly and use the big pot of unknown stuff to pour it on Bourne from the sky! "

Goyle and Crabbe, although speaking awkwardly, could still nod. They both echoed Draco's words.

"In that case, I won't deduct points from you for beating the Hogwarts ghost. Besides..."

As the vice principal, McGonagall had the unquestionable final say among the three teachers present.

"...for your ability to turn around and help other students, and for your resourcefulness and bravery in dealing with those biting cabbages with the bat, I have decided to give you and Gryffindor House 20 points for these two things."

After saying that, Professor McGonagall looked at the other two professors, and the meaning in his eyes was very clear: Who is in favor and who is against?

Mrs. Huo Qi thinks it is very reasonable.

Quirrell didn't even dare to have any objections.

So, this matter ended with Gryffindor plus 20 points for the time being.

After hearing the news, the Gryffindor students were extremely happy. The gem hourglass in the hall that kept score did not lie.

When Bourne walked into the castle gate, they immediately surrounded him, lifted Bourne up and threw him high and then caught him, noisily for a long time.

For the sake of Professor McGonagall, even the castle administrator Filch rarely pretended not to see this scene when he passed by.

When the Weasley twins arrived, Gryffindor's impromptu celebration suddenly reached a small climax.

George said excitedly: "You know, Bourne, this is probably the first time someone has taught Peeves a lesson with a 'fist'. This is so cool!"

"He was beaten thirteen times!" Fred was also very excited. Peeves was their old rival. "How did you do that?"

Bourne replied with a smile: "It's simple, because thirteen is a sacred number. If you believe it, you can do it too."

The twins looked at each other.

I didn’t understand it, but that’s okay.

The two optimistic little wizards laughed "haha", worked together to lift Bourne onto their shoulders, and led the joyful Gryffindors towards the banquet hall like a parade.