>>222513478
I'm not a big fan of Bond other than Dr No, Goldfinger and The Man with the Golden Gun.
That game was kino though

>>222513478
you need to start with one of the more basic ones first for the thread to be successful

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>add an instant win condiction to a competitive sporting event
Fuck you Rowling, trans genocide enabling CUNT.

>>222514873
>Harry is in the Great Hall at breakfast, thanking McGonagall for buying him a Nimbus Two Thousand, while Ron looks on, poorly.
>“I’m honestly not sure Wood explained the rules that well though Professor. If me catching the snitch is worth 15 goals, doesn’t that overshadow the other players? I’m not sure an instant win condition only one player on each team has access to is fair.”
>Suddenly, an elderly gentleman arrives, his eyes twinkling behind his half moon glasses.
>“Oh Harry, I think you’ll find an instant win condition is quite fair. Observe.” he says calmly, before wildly stretching his legs up on top of the teacher’s table, kicking Professor Flitwicks bowl of porridge aside as he does so.
>“Attention students, faculty and assembled slave- I mean, house elves! I am deducting 287 points from Slytherin! That is all.”
>Flitwick has picked his breakfast back up off the floor. Dumbledore reaches down and grabs the bowl, empties the porridge on the midges head, and throws the bowl against the wall, shattering it.
>“CLEAN THAT UP DOBBY! OR FILCH! FIRST ONE TO GET IT DONE GETS HIS SALARY DOUBLED!”
>Dumbledore rapidly stretches his legs in big leaps and bounds as he sprints back down to the shocked McGonagall and Harry.
>“Harry, I think you’ll find instant wins are quite fucking cash, as the kids say.”
>Malfoy storms over. “You’ve gone too far this time! Those were all our points. You need to have a reason for removing points. It’s in the charter! My father will hear about this!”
>Dumbledore simply turns away from the raging young boy, and screws his face up in pained concentration. Suddenly, with a deafening, creaking drawn out wet, squelchy squeal of protest, his bowels unleash a most foul wind straight in Malfoy’s face.
>Both McGonagall and Harry gag, but Malfoy is on the receiving end of the worst of it. His face goes white as a ghost and he bolts away, retching.

>>222515282
>“Tell your father about that! Make sure to describe the aroma in detail!” yells Dumbledore.
>“Harry my boy, would you like to win your first Quidditch game?”
>“Well sure Professor, but it’s against Slytherin and they’re meant to be really goo -“.
>“Harry Potter has caught the snitch! Gryfindor wins! 600 points to Gryfindoor!” screams Dumbledore calmly, the foundations of the great hall shaking.
>Marcus Flint rushes over. “You can’t award him the win, we aren’t playing until next wee-“
>There is a blinding flash of green light, and the Slytherin Quidditch captain is no more.
>“The Slytherin team is permanently disbanded. Harry, how would you like one of their Nimbus Two Thousand and Ones. They’re even better than your shoddy old Two Thousand.”
>“Well sir, I never even flew the Two Thousa-“
> “Then you aren’t attached to the old junker! Brilliant! Accio!”
>Harry’s broom rockets through a window into Dumbledore’s hand, smacking Seamus hard in the back and knocking him over.
>“Watch out Seamus!” cries Dumbledore, several seconds too late.
>“Sir, if Harry doesn’t need that broom, may I have it?” asks Ron.
>“Nonsense Ronald!” cries Dumbledore, snapping it in half over his knee.
>“Well, may I have a new wand then? Charlies old one is broken and it’s holding me back in my stu-“
>WHAM
>Dumbledore slaps the taste out of Ron’s mouth.
>“You’ll get nothing and like it you povvo ginger cunt!”
>“Granger! Take our young Quidditch star up to the dormitories for a hero’s reward! Off you go. Quickly now!”
>Ron is left crestfallen as he is forced to watch the love of his life and his best friend leave, their hands all over each other, their tongues wrestling like angry snakes.
>“Honestly Albus, you spoil young Harr-“
>WHAM
>Dumbledore casually stretches out a right hook and crumples McGonagall.

>>222515305
>Covered in blood, Dobby drags himself over. “Filch fought hard sir, but Dobby has won and earned his pay rise”.
>“Well done Dobby, well done Dobby. HOWEVER. Twice zero is still zero. I’ve got something else you can clean up.
>Dumbledore whips out his aged cock and begins pissing like a racehorse, covering the poor elf and the floor with his stinking, dehydrated, dark yellow piss.

>>222514322
I never figured out how to play as a batter

>>222515317
>>222515305
>>222515282
Brilliant

>>222515521
They’re just a powerup one team can activate, and then once the bludger has been hit you control it for a while. If you hit the enemy seeker with the quaffle it counts as a tackle.

>>222515981
>if you quaff the seekuh you get a tackly dervish and points on de board get enuff and ye can play as a battuh to hit de bludguh
what a beautiful language