Harry Potter Fantastic Beasts Illustrated Book

Chapter 127 The Wonderful Violence

A large ghost in blue clothes took two steps forward over the other ghosts, and at this time the lights of the audience had been turned on again.

The ghost had a beard and a rough look, and his body was still, but his head was turned so that he could see the whole audience.

"Misters and ladies, good evening!" The bearded man said loudly, "I am the captain of the Headless Hunters, Patrick, and I am honored to accept the invitation to perform for you. I will stop talking nonsense, and the head hockey game starts now! "

As soon as Patrick finished speaking, the twelve ghosts riding ghost horses quickly divided into two teams according to the white and blue clothes they wore, and confronted each other.

The surrounding audience also gradually quieted down, looking forward to this project that living people can't see or do.

Patrick hung the hockey stick in his hand around the horse's neck, and then he took the head off and held it in one hand, and with the other hand, he took the horn from his waist and handed it to his mouth, making a melodious sound of the horn.

The sound of the horn was still echoing in the stadium, Patrick quickly hung the horn back to his waist, and threw his head high with one hand.

The other members of the Headless Hunting Team held their hockey sticks tightly, staring at the falling head.

When the heads fell to the same position as them, the twelve ghost horses rushed over with their hooves at the same time.

One of the tall ghosts in blue clothes was one step faster than the others, reaching in front of the head first, and he swung the hockey stick in his round hand to hit it.

David could see the head sunken a lot from a distance, and this violent scene immediately aroused bursts of cheers from the surrounding audience.

The atmosphere on the field suddenly became intense, Patrick's head raised a high arc, and quickly flew towards the white side's goal.

The tall man was just about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, when at his side, where he couldn't see, a hockey stick hit his head at a sinister angle, and his head flew aside.

But the surprise attack didn't end much better, his head soon drew a beautiful arc, and the head flew across the field for a while, and the applause of the surrounding audience also became enthusiastic.

After everyone's heads fell to the ground, while other ghosts were looking for their heads, Patrick's head turned around on the ground, allowing him to determine the location.

Then Patrick dodges other ghost attacks, driving the ghost horse to gallop to his head.

He leaned over slightly, aimed at his head with the hockey stick, and swung his head vigorously, his head bounced off the ground with a snap, rushing towards Bai Fang's gate.

A few seconds later, there was thunderous applause from the surrounding audience.

Patrick's head hit the net of White's goal and made a high arc.

Tsk, are you so hard on yourself?

David clicked his tongue.

After Patrick scored, the others picked up their heads and put them around their necks.

After they got together, they changed to another person to serve this time, and it became more intense.

Before the thrown head fell, the Twelve Ghosts quickly pounced on the opponent, aiming the hockey stick in their hands at the opponent's head.

After a phantom's head flew out, he quickly picked it up, but was shot down from behind not long after.

In such fierce competition, it took a long time before the second head was scored, this time by a fat phantom on the white side.

The audience also gave him even bigger applause.

After the heads of every ghost on the field were tossed once, the overhead hockey game was over, with Patrick's Blue Fang winning by six balls.

After saying a few words on Matthew, the Headless Hunters left the venue with their horseshoes raised, and the surrounding audience also began to leave their seats one after another.

"How does it feel?" Walking out of the tent, Charlie patted David on the shoulder and said.

"Excellent!" David said. "Just a little too violent!"

Charlie laughed twice: "Get used to it in advance, when you come to work in the dragon farm, these are all small scenes!"

"When did I say I was going to work at the dragon farm?" David opened his eyes and grasped the point instantly.

Charlie was taken aback, and said suspiciously: "Didn't you tell Jason that you would come to work at the dragon farm in the future? He talked about it for a long time in front of Newt that day."

David smacked his forehead, this guy.

"He must have hallucinations! Although he has been inviting me, I have never agreed." David said helplessly.

There was a smile on Charlie's mouth. He was not surprised at all. He seemed to know it a long time ago. He said, "This guy has been out of shape. I'll go back and teach him a lesson, but in fact, it's not bad for you to come to the dragon farm."

"Let's talk about it later, it's still early!" David said helplessly, most of them wanted to go by themselves because of Newt.

Because if they have something to look for Newt now, they have to wait for Newt to have time, and Newt will never take action for ordinary minor problems.

But if David was working on a dragon farm and had a problem, could Newt stand by?

That's definitely not possible. He said no on the first day, but Tina probably drove him over the next day.

That's why they are so eager to keep David.
They talked and laughed and returned to the tavern. There were not many people downstairs, and most of them had gone back to rest.

Tweer was still guarding behind the counter. When he saw David and the others, he smiled kindly, pointed upstairs, and made a gesture.

That person is back?

Through Tweer's gesture, David got this information, and the three of them looked at each other, and couldn't help but slow down their steps going up the stairs.

After gently calling the door open, David and the others slipped into the room carefully.

"How is it, Grandpa?" David asked immediately.

"Shhh!" Newt made a silent gesture, and with a wave of his wand, the surrounding area seemed to be covered with a thin film.

Only then did Newt speak with confidence: "He just came back, and I was just about to send you a message!"

"Then how do we know if he is from the R organization?" John frowned slightly.

"I've already figured out a way." Newt looked at David: "It's a good thing you followed."

David immediately understood what Newt meant. He raised his eyebrows proudly at Newt, pointed his wand, and a small Bowtruckle appeared at the door.

"How did you do it?" Charlie looked at the little guy in front of him with interest.

"Secret!" After David finished speaking, he commanded the Bowtruckle to crawl out through the crack of the door, and crawled towards the opposite door.

"Who?" As soon as the Bowtruckle climbed in, a thin man sitting in the room immediately turned his head and said to the door.

But Davy had let the Bowtruckle hide behind a shelf, and he didn't see it.

When he turned his head, the Bowtruckle climbed out towards the ceiling.

After a while, after the Bowtruckle climbed up the wall, the man suddenly turned around and shouted, "Who?"

David was taken aback. He had discovered all this?This awareness is too good!

Watching the man walking slowly towards the Bowtruckle, David just wanted the Bowtruckle to disappear when the man walked back.

Good guy!
You are making a fuss!
(End of this chapter)