Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 92: Quidditch in the rain
The next morning, Maca woke up from the bed in the dormitory.
To be honest, I sat in Lupin’s office last night until early in the morning and didn’t slept for a long time. At this moment, he put on his clothes again while yawning, and then left gently.
There are still many things to do today, such as the Quidditch match that will start in a while.
The thunder outside is still continuous, and the violent wind hits the outer wall of the castle, and of course the windows are not immune.
Fortunately, all Hufflepuff’s dormitories are located underground. There are obviously no windows here-there are only a lot of tiny vents arranged in the corners to keep the air flowing.
But as soon as Maca came to the corridor on the first floor, he immediately noticed the roaring wind and heavy rain outside. They were obviously bigger than yesterday!
Maca used a waterproof curse on herself, and walked toward the greenhouse unimpeded.
Until Maca took care of the flowers and plants and came to the auditorium to fill up their stomachs, most of the students just got up.
"Hey, Maca, I heard that you are also going to play today?" Hermione spotted Maca walking towards Hufflepuff's dining table. She greeted her and asked curiously.
Harry and Ron also followed, but their faces were not very good.
What Ron is thinking about Maca is not clear, but Harry's mood is still easy to guess. Recently, he probably was getting bored with Sirius Black's affairs, as if everyone was telling him to be careful about being attacked.
Actually, I have to count the Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson on behalf of Snape yesterday.
He tried his best to belittle Lupin's teaching level in class, and even called Hermione again because of her constant raising of hands to speak, which made Hermione tearful.
Of course, Ron is the worst. He couldn't resist Snape, and was fined to go to the school hospital to wipe the chamber pot-not to use magic.
In comparison, Hermione's mood has recovered the fastest.
"Yes!" Maca looked at Hermione and nodded, "I'm a member of Hufflepuff, anyhow, I have to make some contribution, right?"
Although this is just an excuse for Maca, at least this is a very reasonable explanation, and no one is surprised by it.
"Oh-I think so." Hermione smiled and encouraged, "I hope you and Harry can play their best, although the weather is not so good."
"Thank you!" Maca said, walking over and hooking Harry's neck, "Don't care about the ones that are not, Harry. In a better mood, come to me if you have any trouble, if you can, I will help you solve it."
"It's better to let Snape say less about Professor Lupin." Ron said suddenly, "For this, I wiped the chamber pot for nearly two hours last night!"
Maca said, “I’m afraid I can’t do this. Maybe no one except Dumbledore will work... As for Professor Lupin, he’s going to have Defence Against the Dark Arts class tomorrow. Will be back."
"Oh, really?"
Harry finally showed a look of surprise, which was probably the only good news he had heard in the past two days.
"Yes, that's right." Maca said, "You can always bring some spirit up now, right? I will be better in the game for a while, but I won't be merciful."
"Although Slytherin escaped the bad weather, you can think about it from another angle. At least we don't have to deal with those little actions of Slytherin in the storm. This is also good, what do you think?"
Harry felt that what Maca said was really reasonable, and he nodded.
Quidditch has always been a very popular sport. All the teachers and students of the school came out as usual and went to the stadium to watch this game.
They ran across the lawn to the Quidditch pitch, holding their heads down to resist the wind.
After all, not everyone can cover the whole body with the waterproof curse like Maca, most of them are holding their umbrellas and walking forward in the storm. On the way, several people's umbrellas were blown away by the wind, and they were blown into the air all the way.
But even so, it can't extinguish everyone's enthusiasm.
In Hufflepuff’s locker room, Cedric was mobilizing everyone before the game.
Speaking of which, Maca knows that many spells can be used to slightly improve the level of the team in the rainstorm. It may be a foul in the official game, but it is relatively easy to get some holes in the Quidditch Cup at Hogwarts.
It's just that he didn't have this idea. To put it bluntly, he didn't come to win.
After Cedric had finished saying what he should say, everyone walked out of the locker room and came to the entrance hall.
Maca stepped on the broom with everyone, and flew into the dense rain curtain outside.
The wind is indeed very strong, almost everyone has been affected to varying degrees, even Maca is no exception. But he quickly stabilized his figure and flew to the court to stop amidst the cheers of the audience.
Below, the captains of both sides flew to the center of the court to shake hands with each other-Diggory smiled at Wood, but Wood now looks like he is suffering from suffocated teeth, he just nodded, and occasionally raised his head towards Maca Take a look.
Everyone can see that Maca’s sudden participation brought him a lot of pressure.
Harry also flew across the opposite court, and Maca nodded at him. Harry smiled, but his smile was stiff. The wind and rain on the court were really too big, and it was quite cold, and he felt like he was going to freeze.
Mrs. Hooch put the whistle to her mouth and blew it hard, making a sharp whistle. The whistle was covered by the sound of violent rain, and it sounded more like it came from a distance.
Ghost Flying Ball flew high in the hazy rain, and the game began!
Maca was the first to move. The light wheel 2000 he was sitting on accelerated instantly, leading him to break through the rain, and rushed straight towards the Guifei Ball.
He caught the Guifei ball accurately, and then, like a sharp knife, rushed towards the Gryffindor team halftime without any tricks.
The heavy rain is constantly underground, everyone's vision is greatly restricted, and Maca's speed is extremely fast. For a time, the Gryffindor team didn't even have time to see where Maca flew.
Soon, Maca rushed directly in front of George Weasley.
George saw Maca clearly, but Maca's speed was so fast that the two were about to collide!
At this moment, Maca's body leaned to the left, and the whole person slid under the broom, as if hanging upside down on the broom. He and George passed dangerously, stunned George.
After breaking through George, Maca immediately adjusted his figure. Before anyone else arrived, he sprinted directly towards the captain and goalkeeper Wood.
Wood's pressure is very high, very high! But he is a veteran player after all, and now he can barely control his mentality, guarding earnestly, intending to stop Maca once desperately.
"At least once! Once!" Wood muttered constantly, staring directly at the direction Maca was rushing towards.
is near! Closer! Has entered the scoring area! He is about to pitch!
Wood fought hard to the knocker on the left, because Maca chose that side! At such a fast speed, it is impossible for him to change direction.
But in this almost impossible situation, Maca suddenly moved the broomstick to the right back!
In order to increase the small arc deflection caused by the high-speed steering, his whole body fell to the right, and the whole person was almost maintained at a level angle with the ground.
Light Wheel 2000 quickly drew an arc in mid-air, and even the rain was taken out of an arc.
The Ghost Flying Ball was forced into the knocker on the right by Maca, and the first ten was produced less than two minutes after the opening!
The commentator yelled excitedly-such a difficult goal is rare in semi-professional matches!
But after five minutes, all the players were drenched from the inside out.
The weather is very cold, many people are freezing, and it is difficult to see the other teammates, not to mention the long and random flying balls.
Everyone was flying across the court, only to see the vague red and yellow figures, without knowing the situation of the game.
Under the strong wind, the audience hides under the cloak and the umbrella that has been blown apart by the wind. The cheers and cheers are only faintly audible.
Many players were almost hit by a flying broomstick with a walking ball~IndoMTL.com~ The heavy rain made everyone almost unable to open their eyes, and they couldn't see the ball hitting from the opposite side.
In fact, Maca has also been affected. Except for a goal in good condition at the beginning, he hasn't found any chance to get the ball.
Of course, this has a lot to do with not putting his mind on the ball.
But even so, when he discovered that Gryffindor chaser Katie Bell was throwing the ghost fly ball to another teammate, Maca who happened to fly by happened to intercept the ball.
A little bit of time passed, unknowingly, the score had risen to 60 to 10, and Hufflepuff was already 50 points ahead of the basic points.
At this moment, Mrs. Hooch's whistle blew with lightning for the first time since the opening.
On the Gryffindor side, Harry could vaguely see Wood's outline in the dense rain curtain, and the other party was signalling to him to come down to the ground.
The whole team splashed water and landed on the muddy lawn.
"I called a timeout!" Wood yelled to the players, "Come on, get down there—"
They squeezed under a big umbrella on the edge of the court, and Hufflepuff also got under the other on the other side. Both sides took advantage of the timeout to hold an emergency meeting.
Harry took off his glasses and wiped it quickly on his robe.
"What's the score?" he asked.
"We are fifty points behind," Wood said, "I think we have to catch the Golden Snitch as soon as possible, or the score has to continue to expand—"
"But I can't see at all-I can't see anything, I can't do anything with my glasses!" Harry said frustratedly, waving his glasses.
Just then, Hermione appeared beside Harry.