Hogwarts: Who hasn't collected a Horcrux?

Madam Hooch is the referee for this match. She stands in the middle of the field with her broomstick in hand.

""Listen, I want everyone to play fair and honest."

She spoke as soon as the players from both houses gathered around her.

And Madam Hooch's eyes were mainly on the captain of the Slytherin team, and it seemed that she was specifically targeting him.

The captain of the Slytherin team was the fifth-year student Marcus Flint, who had been Malfoy's assistant in the duel with William.

""Everyone please get on your broomsticks."

Madam Hooch blew her silver whistle.

Fifteen broomsticks took off and rose high into the sky. The race began.

"The Quaffle was immediately snatched up by Angelina Johnson of Gryffindor - what a great Chaser she was, and very attractive too.——"

"Jordan!"

""I'm sorry, Professor."

Lee Jordan, as the commentator of this game, was closely monitored by Professor McGonagall.

As a friend of the Weasley twins, it is conceivable that Lee Jordan's character is the same as the Weasley twins, and they both like to do unexpected things.

?"She was really running all the way up there, and she made a beautiful pass to Alia Spinnett, who was a talent discovered by Oliver Wood and was just a substitute last year.

Lee Jordan passionately explained the game on the field

"The ball was passed to Johnson again, and then - oh no, the Slytherin team took the Quaffle!"

On the field, Marcus Flint, the captain of the Slytherin team, got the Quaffle and ran directly towards the Gryffindor goal post.

It must be said that Marcus Flint is quite capable to be the captain of the Slytherin team.

He dodged the Bludgers and two Gryffindor players in succession, and then threw the Quaffle directly at the goal.

But Gryffindor's goalkeeper, Oliver Wood, is also the captain of the house team, and his strength should not be underestimated. With a beautiful move, he intercepted the ball.

Being in this stadium with an explosive atmosphere, William was inevitably affected, and he shouted with Hermione and others, cheering for Gryffindor.

Lee Jordan's voice echoed in his ears.

"Now it was Gryffindor's turn to take the ball - that was Gryffindor Chaser Katie Bell, flying across the pitch, darting nimbly around Flint.……"

""Ouch! That must have hurt, getting hit in the back of the head by a Bludger!"

The Gryffindor Chaser was hit by a Bludger, and the Quaffle in his hand was snatched away by the Slytherin.

Adrian Puse from the Slytherin team rushed towards the goal post quickly, but unfortunately, he was also knocked down by another Bludger. The

Gryffindor Beaters were the Weasley twins. They looked exactly the same, and even their friend Lee Jordan couldn't tell them apart.

So when mentioning them, he always said,"Fred or George, those two twins are really hard to tell apart.""

"Johnson had the Quaffle back, and with nothing to oppose her she was running as fast as she could—flying like a bludger—and the goalpost was just ahead—come on!"

""Well, Angelina - Keeper Bletchley dives - misses - Gryffindor scores!"

Lee Jordan's stirring voice and the cheers of the Gryffindors echoed in the cold air.

Mixed in with the roars and groans of the Slytherins were

"Lend me some light, lend me some light, let me pass"

"Hagrid!"

William and Hermione squeezed each other to make room for Hagrid to sit in.

"I was just looking in my little room." Hagrid said, patting his huge telescope.

"But it's different from watching the game in the crowd. The Snitch is nowhere to be seen, right?"

William nodded:"No, I haven't seen it. Harry has nothing to do now."

""As long as you don't get into trouble, you're lucky." Hagrid said, raising his telescope and looking hard at a small dot in the sky - that was Harry.

Harry was very high in the sky, gliding lightly above the playing field, squinting his eyes to search for the shadow of the Snitch.

This was part of the game plan he and Wood had made.

The Gryffindor and Slytherin teams on the field chased each other and stole the ball from each other. The game was very intense.

At this moment, a flash of golden light appeared, and the Snitch appeared.

There was a whisper in the crowd.

Harry saw the Snitch, and he was excited. He dived down and chased the golden light.

Slytherin Terence Higgs, the team's Seeker, saw it too, and the two flew side by side towards the Snitch.

The Chasers seemed to have forgotten what they were supposed to do, and they hovered in the air, watching.

Harry was faster than Higgs, and he could see the small ball, flapping its wings, flying ahead, and he suddenly increased his speed.

Bang!

Marcus Flint deliberately bumped into Harry, and Harry's broomstick suddenly deviated from its direction, but Harry held on to it tightly.

Marcus Flint's behavior caused an angry roar from the Gryffindors:"Foul! Foul!"

Madam Hooch angrily scolded Flint, and then ordered the Gryffindor team to take a free kick in front of the goalpost.

But, of course, in the chaos, the Golden Snitch disappeared from sight again.

In the stands, Dean Thomas shouted:"Send him off, referee! Red card!"

William kindly reminded:"This is not football, Dean. In Quidditch, you can't send people off the field."

Then William added:"But I think they should change the rules of the game."

Hagrid also agreed with William's words:"Indeed, Flint almost knocked Harry down in the air."

As a Gryffindor, it was difficult for Lee Jordan to be impartial. He only heard him say:

"So - after that obvious and despicable cheating——"

"Jordan!" Professor McGonagall roared

"I mean, after that public and offensive foul,——"

"Jordan, I remind you——"

""Okay, okay. Flint almost killed the Gryffindor Seeker. I believe this kind of thing happens to everyone, so Gryffindor takes a free kick."

Lee Jordan's sarcastic voice made William appreciate this guy a little.

The game continued, and Gryffindor still controlled the ball.

Just as Harry dodged another Bludger that was spinning and brushing his scalp, an accident happened.

His broom suddenly shook terribly.

For a moment, he thought he was going to fall. He grabbed the broom handle tightly with both hands and clamped it tightly with his knees.

He had never felt so scared.

Then things got out of control. His broom was completely out of control.

He couldn't control it at all. The broom turned left and right in the air, and it swayed violently from time to time, almost knocking him off it.

William noticed Harry's abnormality at the first time, and he began to search for Quirrell in the crowd.