Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 98: Blood Quidditch (2)
The snow has stopped, but the rain is getting heavier.
There was an icy chill in the air, but it never extinguished the enthusiasm for Quidditch in the hearts of the audience, and people were cheering for the teams they supported.
In an inconspicuous corner of the auditorium, Albert and a few roommates were watching the game, and a soaked Hagrid was sitting beside them. A few people around, completely ignoring the freezing rain, were cheering for Gryffindor's goal.
Albert lowered his spectacles and pulled out his wand to use the Invincibility Charm on the lenses to prevent the rain from obscuring his vision.
The fierce battle continues on the Quidditch pitch. Slytherin never loses, and they quickly seize the opportunity to counterattack.
The chaser Monta carried the ghost ball into the scoring area under the cover of his teammates, and the batter Locke, not far away, skillfully seized the opportunity to hit the Bludger flying towards Gryffindor. Goalkeeper Wood.
Wood was staring at Monty, trying to prevent the opponent from scoring, but he didn't notice a Bludger flying towards him, and when he heard the Bludger break, he hurriedly dodged, dodging the Bludger in a thrilling requested attack.
Before Wood completely recovered from the panic, Monty had seized the opportunity to break through Danny's blockade, grabbing the ghost ball and smearing it towards Wood's face.
A wave of "fouls" sounded in all areas except Slytherin, and the heavy rain in the sky was faintly suppressed in this wave.
In the audience, Albert watched this scene and felt that his face was aching. He must have felt bad for being smeared by the ghost ball.
"Quidditch is still a high-risk profession!"
"What, I didn't hear what you were saying just now." Hagrid next to him held up his binoculars and stared straight at the sky, when he heard Albert's whisper and asked loudly.
"Nothing." Before Albert could sigh, he heard Fred exclaiming, "No, Wood is going to fall!"
At this moment, most of the people in the audience stood up in horror and looked at Wood, who was spiraling down. Some screamed in horror, and some closed their eyes, for fear of seeing Wood's tragic state.
Wood, who was slapped with a ghost ball by monte, was still in a dizzy state. He instinctively reached out and grabbed his broom, slid down the railing of the scoring ring, and fell on the lawn of the Quidditch pitch. The injury wasn't too serious.
Mrs Hooch immediately blew the whistle, announced the game was suspended, and fell to Wood's side to check on the goalkeeper's injuries.
Mrs. Pomfrey walked into the field with a sullen face in exasperation. She used a spell to heal Wood's cheek injury and gave him a potion to reinvigorate the Gryffindor goalkeeper. Keep playing.
However, this violent Quidditch game still annoyed Mrs. Pomfrey. The head nurse said that if anyone is injured, just let me go to the school hospital to lie down for a few days.
"Mont the Slytherin Seeker attacked the Gryffindor keeper in an unheard of despicable act, the Slytherins scored one more goal and the score is now 80 Gryffindor is 30 points ahead of 50... Wait, the referee announced that Slytherin fouled, the goal just scored is invalid, and the current score between the two sides is 80-40." The commentator opened his throat excitedly. Shouting: "Gryffindor has a 40-point advantage, and the Seekers on both sides are currently looking for the Snitch. Who will catch the Snitch first? Which team will win? We'll see."
Unfortunately, the bad weather and the surrounding visibility made it difficult to find the Snitch, and the game is still going on.
Wood's recovery was a big boost to the Gryffindor audience, who reverberated with Gryffindor cheers.
"Mrs Hooch blows the whistle again and the game continues. How Gryffindor will fight back, let's see." The Ravenclaw commentator was so excited that he completely forgot he was commenting A Quidditch match.
"Kill the Slytherin team, kill the monte; kill the Slytherin team, kill the monte!" At this moment, such an unprecedented roar broke out in the Gryffindor auditorium.
The sound gave Albert the inexplicable illusion that he was actually watching a duel, not a Quidditch match.
A few minutes later, the Gryffindor players lived up to their expectations and launched a new round of revenge on the Slytherins, targeting Chaser Monta, who had just used a ghost ball to attack Wood.
Mark and Erin are a couple, and the two have a strong tacit understanding. The two exchanged glances in mid-air, and Mark directly accelerated to hit the hitter Locke. With the help of her boyfriend, Violent hitter Erin threw the Bludgers away, targeting Monta, who was besieged by the three acrobatic brothers.
Monta was blocked by three people and thought that the three chasers next to him were going to attack him, but he didn't realize that the real lore came from the Bludger behind him.
"Oh, God, hit, violent hitter Erin's Bludger successfully hit Monta, it hurts enough, I hope he can break a few more ribs...cough cough , I mean I hope he's all right!" The commentator coughed lightly and quickly changed his words, "The referee didn't blow the whistle, there is no doubt that there was no violation of the rules in this counterattack."
Although the Slytherin team took the opportunity to score ten points, their pursuit hand has been injured and fell to the ground.
"What's the matter, Madam Pomfrey didn't show up, could it be..." The commentator's tone was gloating, "Don't our head nurse like the Slytherin players?"
Monta was forced to leave the game because Madam Pomfrey had returned to the school hospital in a panic, apparently unable to continue the game without treatment.
Albert saw the black-faced Snape through his binoculars, pulling out his wand and conjuring up a stretcher, allowing several students to take Monty to the school hospital on the second floor of the castle.
It is said that it took Madam Pomfrey only a few seconds to help Monty connect her broken rib, but the hapless man is obviously unable to continue playing,
According to the official rules established by the Department of Magical Sports: In the event of a disability, no other athlete may be replaced.
This means Slytherin has one less Chaser.
However, the vast majority of the Gryffindor audience is sorry, why wasn't Slytherin Seeker Marcus Flint?
However, this dirty Quidditch match has only just begun.
Slytherins were at a disadvantage with one player missing, and they began to brazenly attack Gryffindor players.
A series of changes on the field made Albert stunned. In the monocular, the four batsmen, who were riding broomsticks and flying under the rain curtain, actually fought with their bats like swordsmen. together.
Fred and George next to them were muttering violent words like "hit him, yes, aim for his head... pierce his eyes...".
The Slytherin players went to contain Charlie together, preparing to send Charlie off the field first. Once Gryffindor loses the Seeker, it basically means losing the game.
Finally, a group of people on broomsticks scuffled together in the sky, and the most lethal was the batsmen on both sides, who were attacking each other's players with bats, and Erin also knocked out Locke's bat, This unlucky **** was knocked on the elbow by Erin with a stick, and before he recovered, he was kicked again by Jack and almost fell off the broom.
However, there are several on Gryffindor's side who were also slightly injured.
A furious Mrs Hooch ruled four batsmen out, even though it wasn't in the rules, who made the four just hit the hardest?
In the words of Mrs. Hooch, staying on the field is a shame for Hogwarts.
The original 15-player venue was suddenly reduced by five people, and the huge stadium felt a lot empty all of a sudden.
Even without the batter, the Gryffindor Chasers still have a way, as if in a relay ceremony, taking the bat from the off-field batter. At least, that's what Danny did, the acrobatic runner serving as a chaser and a hitter at the same time.
This time, they targeted Slytherin Seeker Marcus Flint.
Charlie, Jack and Mario squeeze Marcus' space in three directions, pushing the Seeker to the edge of the court. Then, they all made Mark's fake moves, waving their fists and feet to greet each other rudely.
As for hitting the target?
Sorry, that was a tactical error.
Free throws, nobody cares.
As long as the opponent's Seeker can be killed, the victory of the game belongs to Gryffindor.
“Charlie, didn’t you say that Mark’s fakes are forbidden?” Jack waved his elbow at Markus while teasing his captain, and “accidentally” hit the opponent’s kidney with his elbow. His nose was also smashed by a fist from the right.
In the back, Danny, holding a ghost ball in one hand and a bat in the other, has caught up, and he is "chased" by two Slytherin pursuers.
Danny threw the ghost ball in the way to Jack, and he greeted Marcus behind Marcus with a stick, ready to kick him out of the stage.
However, Danny didn't know that Jack, who had just caught the ghost ball, was the first to be unlucky. One of the two Slytherin pursuers hit him directly, and the other kicked him on the body. Before he could react, he was kicked off the broom. Fortunately, he grabbed the flying broom with one hand, and slammed into the audience, and fell hard.
Fortunately, he didn't fall into the Slytherin auditorium, otherwise he would have faced a large-scale brawl, and a group of spectators joined to beat Jack.
"Danny, you actually cheated me!" Jack covered his injured waist and couldn't help yelling.
On the other hand, Slytherin's Seeker situation is also a bit bad. Marcus, who was blocked by the three, was beaten by the three.
The sharp whistle pierced through the rain, and Mrs. Hooch, who was furious, called the players from both sides and gave them a hard training.
"Have you forgotten what I said at the beginning?" Madam Hooch sprayed directly, spitting on everyone's face, "Since you can't participate in the competition fairly and honestly, then give it to me. Stay offstage and I'll give you an hour for your respective alternates to take your place in this match."
"What's the matter?" Albert frowned as he watched the players from both sides being severely trained by Mrs. Hooch, because the game did not continue, and both teams returned to their respective lounges. The narrator also didn't know what was going on.
However, everyone will get the latest information soon.
"We just got the latest news that all players have been sent off due to the bad behavior of the two teams in the game that seriously violated the rules of the Quidditch game." The commentator read in surprise what he had just received. Intelligence, "Oh my God, to be honest, this is the first time I've heard of all teams being sent off. The two sides will have an hour to re-select a new batch of players to take their place and continue the game."
"Go, go to the locker room." Wet Fredra walked George and Albert towards the locker room, his face full of excitement, "It's time for us to play!"
Albert glanced at the Slytherin Seeker before leaving. The hapless Snape was being helped into the locker room, and Snape, who was following behind them, looked extremely gloomy.
"What the **** are you doing?"
As soon as Albert and the others stepped into the locker room, they heard Professor McGonagall's shout. The dean glanced angrily at the players present.
"Sorry Professor, but as you can see, it was the Slytherin team who started the game first. They don't seem to intend to play fair and honest with us." Charlie, as the Quidditch captain, immediately stood up and was scolded for everyone. , holding back Professor McGonagall's angry eyes very hard: "So, I have to take other methods to ensure the safety of our players, don't worry, I have made arrangements, the victory of this game will definitely belong to us .”
Professor McGonagall was also taken aback, and then heard Charlie say, "Look, our alternate player has arrived."
"Looks like you're going to put a few of us on the field?" Fred winked at Charlie and said, "The shot just now was really good~IndoMTL.com~ I saw the horse Cuth was helped away."
Professor McGonagall immediately stared at Fred, who immediately shut up.
"Kyle, you are the goalkeeper temporarily, taking over from Wood's position. Only you have experience as a goalkeeper here." Charlie said to the freckled teenager, who was the team's Chaser substitute. But the current situation is not very good.
"You two take over the batter, Albert is the Seeker, and Angelina, isn't that girl here?" Charlie didn't see Angelina, so he said to Danny, "Go get that The girl is here, and..."
Gryffindor can also quickly make up a complete substitute team. Although it is far inferior to the regular players, everyone has experience of playing together, and I believe it will not be better than the team members from Slytherin. Difference.
"Come on Albert, you are our secret ace, don't let me down." Charlie reached out and patted Albert on the shoulder, "Whether we can win the game, it's up to you, we must Catch the Snitch."
Albert's mouth twitched. He knew that Charlie's statement that he was a secret trump card was just an encouraging remark, and he didn't care too much.
Only, Professor McGonagall next to him frowned slightly, looking at the freshmen who took over the players, and was a little puzzled about Charlie's arrangement.
"They are alternate players. Originally they will participate in the selection of regular players next year and take over the positions of regular players who have left. Don't worry, they have all undergone good training." Charlie seems to have guessed what Professor McGonagall wanted to say. , explained quickly.
"Okay, now that you've made up your mind!" Professor McGonagall looked at a few people and said, "I don't expect you to do well, but at least don't cause me any trouble."