Medaka box reacts to the multiverse of Kumagawa Misogi

Chapter 138:They get like that sometimes

This club of ghouls was nothing new to Najimi, really. Part of living for so long.

It was funny that this pretentious ghoul gave himself such a high degree of self-importance over it. There were circles of aristocrats that did that, got off on that, and they were humans.

Bill:Wizarding school is in session once again. I wounder what you'll think of "Arguments can kill".

After coming back from the shock of seeing Kumagawa crash from the sky and get up uninjured, like a vampire from the movies he watched while his caretakers were asleep, Harry was nervous about being called by Minerva. But it turned out he wasn't in trouble, but git put in their team of a sport called Quidditch.

Although he was very much still shocked of what happened back there. Not only him, but Medaka as well. Are they really humans?

However, that was not any of his concern right now. A member of Gryfindor's team , a boy a little older than him, was explaining to him how Quidditch worked.

Turns out it was like football, but on flying brooms and with more balls. Four balls, the fact that three seemed to be alive was pretty concerning.

Boy:And that's what you should do.

Harry:Cool...Are we getting back that Golden Snitch?

Boy:Probably not. As I said, fast little things.

Just as they conversed one of the balls used for Quidditch, a Bludger, was heading fast to them. In the game there were two of them. Moving and agressive, it was the Batters's job to keep them away.

The Bludger smashed through Dumbledore's statue, breaking it apart, and didn't show any signs of stopping. Harry braces himself for the impact, but nothing came.

Opening his eyes he saw Kumagawa holding the Bludger in his hand. The usually agressive ball was weirdly unmoving, he couldn't tell if from the Hufflepuff's strenght or from fear.

Zenkichi:Makes sense. I mean, I think it can be considered an animal.

Medaka:Unfourtunately...

Zenkichi sighed at Medaka's pouting face. It was clear she was depressed, remembering how she too made animals run aeay from her.

Kumagawa:[Oh, hello there!]

Harry:Uh...Hello to you too, Kumagawa. What, uh, what are you doing around here?

Kumagawa:[Ah, you see, after hearing what happened some guys from Hufflepuff invited me to be a Batter. However, I think I swinged it a bit too hard. By the way, is this yours?]

Kumagawa held a small golden ball with wings. The Golden Snitch that got away sime time ago.

Boy:That's, uh, yeah. Thanks for fiding it, man!

Kumagawa:[No need! Hey, if a teacher asks you never saw me.]

Harry:Sure thing.

Kumagawa handed the Snitch to Harry and left on his marry way. The boy beside Harry let out a breath he was holding in for a while now.

Boy:Phew! Good thing the next match is against Slyrherin!

Harry:Yeah...Hey, you can't surf on your broom at Quidditch, right?

Boy:Uh, I don't think there's any rule against it. Why?

Harry:Oh, we're screwed!

Myouri:Pffft!