The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 97 Hot-blooded Quidditch (1)

After entering November, the gray sky began to snow, and the weather became extremely cold.

Waking up from the dream, Albert found that the forest around the castle was covered with snow, and the Black Lake was frozen with a layer of hard ice.

Everyone said that this year's winter came very early, but Albert himself didn't pay much attention to the changes in the weather. Anyway, before the temperature dropped, he had already wrapped himself tightly with woolen clothes and scarves, and went to find Folly. Professor Wei has learned how to use the drying spell, so he is fully prepared to start the winter.

One thing deserves more attention than the cold weather: Quidditch season at Hogwarts has begun.

Every morning, Albert can see Hagrid holding a broom, clearing the road to the Quidditch pitch in the wind and snow, so as not to completely cover the road with snow.

Charlie, the captain of Gryffindor Quidditch, also entered a period of excitement at this time. Every training session, he would seize the time to explain tactical cooperation to everyone.

George and Fred narrowly escaped because they weren't regular players, and they told Albert that Charlie who entered the situation was as severe as the devil.

Fortunately, in the last few training sessions, unofficial players are not required to participate.

In the first game, Gryffindor vs Slytherin, Charlie announced the results of the draw to the crowd at the table, and the game was this weekend.

All Gryffindor students hope to beat Slytherin in one fell swoop and win this Quidditch match.Professor McGonagall also exempted everyone from homework before the game. It is not difficult to see the Dean's desire to win and his love for Quidditch.

In fact, everyone is eager for a victory, and there is a more important reason. Gryffindor's Academy Cup points are currently at the bottom, and it is urgent to obtain points through the victory of Quidditch to restore the embarrassing situation at the bottom.

If the Gryffindor team wins, they can surpass Hufflepuff in house points, rise to No.3, and approach Ravenclaw at No.2.

However, the most bizarre thing is that the students of Hufflepuff actually hope that Gryffindor can defeat Slytherin, and the students of Ravenclaw also support Gryffindor, which shows how much Slytherin is at Hogwarts. unwelcome.

The weekend was unusually cold with sleet in the sky.

Albert Lai fell asleep in his bed, but refused to get up.In the end, the excited Fred and George lifted the sheets together and pulled them out of the warm bed.

"It's so cold, I don't want to go outside to watch the game in this weather!" Albert wrapped himself in thick clothes at the fastest speed, and hurriedly used the drying spell on himself, letting the original The cold clothes were immediately dry and warm, as if they had just been dried in front of a roaring fire.

"Don't be silly, this is a rare opportunity, let's go cheer for the Gryffindor team together!" Fred jumped on the spot twice, trying to warm up his body.

"Stop jumping, it's dazzling me." Albert raised his wand, poked Fred's body, and cast a drying spell on him.

"Hey, what did you do just now, you're not cold all of a sudden." Fred looked at Albert in amazement.

"Young man, magic is power, and there's no harm in learning more spells." Albert patted Fred on the shoulder and said earnestly.

Fred was stunned for a while, not adapting to Albert's style of painting for a while.

"Give it to me too."

Li Jordan, who had just dressed and put on a winter cloak, also hurried over and asked Albert to dispel the chill from his body.

"And I."

It was really cold today, the temperature in the room dropped to an octave, and that was the reason for the fireplace.

If the thermometer on the cabinet is taken outside the house, it is estimated that it will drop directly below zero.

In other words, Fred and the others were surprised when they saw the thermometer for the first time, which was very interesting.

Albert thought about the Christmas gifts for the three of them this year, so he gave each of them an indoor thermometer.

Bring a folding umbrella, put the glasses in his pocket, wrap a thick towel woven by Daisy himself around his neck, pour hot water into a flat and small silver-plated water bottle, and put it in his robe pocket as a thermal bag. Albert went to the auditorium hall with his roommates.

As soon as you enter the restaurant, you can smell the tempting smell of grilled sausages in the air.

The people at the table were excitedly chatting about the game, and everyone was looking forward to a great Quidditch match.

However, there was a smell of gunpowder between Slytherin and Gryffindor.

The dining table of the two sides is next door, and the quarrel and conflict are inevitable, and there is no real fight, which shows that everyone is restraining and intends to leave the real confrontation on the Quidditch pitch.

"Charlie, come on." Albert and his little friends also got close to Charlie and sent blessings to this group of familiar friends.

"By the way, Charlie, have you found a substitute?" Mark asked suddenly.

"Substitute?" Albert asked suspiciously, "Could this match be going on for a long time?"

"There are always exceptions. We have old grudges with the Slytherin team. Even though some players graduated last year, the relationship between the two sides is still very bad, and some conflicts on the court are inevitable." Jack glanced at Slytherin. The table, explained to Albert, "So, we need some substitutes. Of course, the other side also needs."

Albert felt that something was wrong. He remembered that substitutions were not allowed during a Quidditch match.

"I found it." Charlie patted Mark on the shoulder and comforted everyone, "Don't worry, Madam Pomfrey will also go to the game. If she is injured, she will definitely be healed quickly."

When Albert heard the words, the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch. How could this sound like an illusion of going to the battlefield?

Will the two teams fight each other on the court?
At eleven o'clock, all the teachers and students of the school were carrying umbrellas and heading to the stands of the Quidditch pitch in the face of the weakening sleet.

The audience was not only the teachers and students of Hogwarts, but even some wizards who liked Quidditch came to Hogwarts to watch the Quidditch match despite the bad weather.

Yes, Hogwarts sells tickets to Quidditch matches.

When Albert came to the Quidditch pitch, he saw some wizards from outside the school, all of them wearing thick cloaks, umbrellas in one hand and binoculars in the other, sitting in the seats of their respective graduating colleges. Wait for the game to start.

It can only be said that there are not many entertainment activities in the magic world, but there are many people who like Quidditch games.It is said that tickets for each game sell well.

Of course, the activities of these outsiders are limited to the Quidditch pitch, and the distance from the Quidditch pitch to Hogsmeade is not too far.

Fred and George chose their seats not far from the Gryffindor locker room. Albert was a little puzzled. If he wanted to see the game clearly, the view from the top floor was undoubtedly the best.

However, the Weasley brothers simply replied, "Maybe, we can also come in handy."

Albert directly interprets this sentence as when the game may need to change the batter?
However, he thinks this is unlikely.

Although the weather is a bit rough, watching the game with everyone still feels quite atmospheric. It is like watching a movie or watching a game in front of the computer, which is completely different from going to a movie theater or watching a game on the court.

Amid the cheers of the crowd, after the Gryffindor team wearing red Quidditch uniforms entered the field, there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers and applause.The Slytherins in green Quidditch uniforms were greeted by boos and applause.

"It seems that our Slytherin team is not popular with everyone!" Ravenclaw's commentator raised the microphone and joked loudly.

The next moment, he was answered by boos from the Slytherin auditorium.

Albert never doubted that if the school hadn't separated the seats of the four colleges, there might have been a chaotic brawl during the game.

Mrs. Hooch, from the flying lesson, will be the referee. She is standing in the middle of the field with her broom in hand, waiting for the players of both teams to enter the field.

"Listen, I want everyone to play fair and honest," Mrs. Hooch exclaimed as the players from both teams gathered around.

The words were expanded magically enough to be heard by all the audience in the venue.

In fact, Mrs. Hooch's words were specifically aimed at some people from the two teams.

"I feel that the captains of both sides are trying to break each other's hands." Albert moved his monoculars and put his eyes on Charlie, who was shaking hands with the other side, feeling a little wanting to laugh.

Try vigorously when shaking hands, there are people out there who like to do the trick.

"Charlie specifically asked me how to use force when shaking hands." A familiar voice sounded beside him, and Hagrid, holding a big umbrella and a pair of binoculars, sat down beside them.

Before the start of the game, Albert could feel that there was a lot of gunpowder, and I am afraid that the game will not be as simple as he imagined.

Fifteen broomsticks rose into the sky after the whistle.

The game officially started.

A few minutes later, the stunned Albert dared to pat his chest and assured that this was definitely the dirtiest game he had ever seen, no one.

The ghost ball was first grabbed by Jack, and the acrobatic pursuer, under the cover of his teammates, cleverly used the reverse pass tactics to give Gryffindor [-] points.

However, in order to prevent the Gryffindor Chaser from scoring, the Slytherin batsman chose to ram Jack, and the two men's brooms were directly offset by several meters.

"Foul! Foul!" An angry voice erupted from the audience, engulfing the sleet overhead.

"Slytherin deliberately rams and fouls!" the commentator shouted loudly, "Unfortunately, their conspiracy failed, and Gryffindor was the first to get ten points. Now, the ghost ball was awarded to Gryffindor by Mrs. Hooch."

The game continues...

"Is this normal?" Albert ignored the shouting roommates and asked Hagrid beside him.

"It's not normal." Hagrid turned his head to Albert and said, "However, in recent years, Gryffindor and Slytherin games have been full of gunpowder."

Hagrid clapped vigorously after the announcer called out the Gryffindor score.

"The smell of gunpowder?" Albert put his eyes back on the court. He felt that it was not the smell of gunpowder, but was full of explosives, which could explode at any time.

"Gryffindor scored another goal and took the lead by twenty points." The commentator was obviously not qualified, but Albert liked this guy to favor Gryffindor.

Gryffindor had a [-]-point lead for a short time, much to the anger of the Slytherins, who began to grab the ball by any means necessary.

When Mario was about to pass the ball, the broom was kicked by someone else, and it suddenly shook violently. He had to grab the broom with both hands to avoid falling, and the ghost ball he held was also caught by Slytherin's chaser. Robbed.

However, as revenge against Slytherin.Mark was passing Slytherin Seeker Marcus Flint when he suddenly made a false fake and punched him in the nose, sending the hapless Seeker's head back , started nosebleeds.

Gryffindor and Slytherin were each awarded a free throw by Lady Hooch.

The game continued in this chaos, with Mrs. Hooch blowing the whistle almost every few minutes to announce who had committed a foul.

This almost drove the referee mad.

Albert took out a water bottle and took a sip to himself, and began to denounce the Slytherin students with everyone.

No way, Slytherin's Locke actually hit Erin on the back of the head with a stick, and quibble that she thought her head was a Bludger.

Mrs. Hooch blew the whistle again, and the ghost ball landed in Jack's hands again. The chaser deftly avoided the interception and made a sharp turn towards Locke.The ghost ball slid into the face of the stunned batsman at a rapid speed. After bouncing back, it was picked up by the teammates who flew from below.

"Ah, sorry, the vision is not very good, I saw the wrong person, I'm sorry." Jack apologized to Locke falsely, and then flew away on a broom without waiting for the other party to respond.

Although the Slytherin student below shouted a foul, Mrs. Hooch did not blow the whistle, treating it as a normal pass.

Only, the pass is for the Slytherin batsman.It can only be said that the Gryffindor Chaser voluntarily gave up his own advantage, which does not seem to be a foul.

As for hitting the opponent's face with a ghost ball, it was Locke's useless dodge.

Up to now, even Professor McGonagall has no time to stop the commentator's extreme remarks, and the Gryffindor dean is waving his fist towards the sky.

Because just now, when Charlie was about to catch the Snitch, Slytherin's Chaser Monta slammed into him, causing Charlie to almost fall off the broom and thus losing the chance to catch the Snitch.

Although Gryffindor received [-] points for this, the result did not quell the anger of Gryffindor supporters, and some people began to protest by throwing objects at the venue.

Gryffindor also returned the color. In Monttay, he brought the ghost ball into the scoring area in Gryffindor, and was slapped in the face by Wood, making him dizzy and almost falling off the broom.

"Free throws!" Madame Hooch yelled at Wood, frantic. "I don't remember a rule that allows attacking a Chaser."

"Sorry, I was too excited and made a mistake." Wood looked apologetic, as if what happened just now was just an accident.

In the audience, Albert felt that this game was very problematic, and it was definitely the rudest game he had ever seen.

Could it be that this is the legendary hot-blooded Quidditch?
(End of this chapter)