Hufflepuff never works overtime

"Hey Hermione! Hermione!" Ron, who stayed where he was, yelled at the back of the other party who was going away, but only got a wave of his hand without even looking back.

Feeling unreasonable, he sat back on the chair, and happened to find that the man on the hospital bed beside him was looking at him and smiling, propping his chin and turning his head a little depressed, "Really, one or two are so capricious."

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The escape was successful!

Hermione ran with her broom on the way to the stadium. The rain had stopped at some point, and her footsteps were left on the muddy ground. Occasionally, when she strode across puddles, she could see the reflection in the stagnant water. Seeing his impatient look.

When the tower appeared in front of her, even Hermione was a little out of breath, and the broom that was as long as one person in her hand seriously affected her performance.

Wait, broomsticks...

Gradually slowing down, Hermione grabbed the shirt tied to her chest to let the coolness in, and tapped her forehead with the broom handle, "Really, I did something stupid."

I calmed down my shortness of breath, and tidied up my messy hair by the way. I could already hear loud shouts in my ears, and I didn’t know if I was going in the right direction. Patch's half, if someone finds out, it will be very bad in every sense...

Fortunately, when Hermione carefully lifted the curtain of the tower, she happened to see a golden figure flashing past her eyes, and the sense of speed made her excited immediately.

She was standing on the side of the Hufflepuff goal post, and she could see a circle of people fighting around the Hufflepuff scoring area, and between the goal and Angelina's tall figure, there was It was Faise with a tense expression.

Hermione held her breath, not daring to disturb the confrontation between the two parties. She subconsciously stretched out her hand to her side, trying to take out the binoculars to watch the show carefully, but unfortunately she was in vain.

Ah... It must have been too hasty to leave at that time and forgot the binoculars on the chair.

Not giving her much time to regret, Angelina, who was attacking, couldn't stand the constant harassment of the Bludgers around her, and pulled a distance high into the sky.

Unlike the last time with the help of sprinting speed, it was impossible for her to shoot such a sharp shot just by the acceleration of the start.

It's a pity that after the start of the second half, Gryffindor's momentum was already weakened due to the impact of the downsizing, and the opposite Seeker didn't know why he ignored the golden snitch in front of him several times, like an old man. Hanging around in the air, this caused the score between the two chambers to get bigger and bigger.

Wood guessed that the opponent definitely wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to earn more points.

How could it be possible to give you such a tricky scheme to succeed!

Angelina was so angry that her eyes were red. Every time Gryffindor scored a goal, the boos from the audience disturbed her. The girl in front of her was like a piece of brown sugar, she couldn't shake it no matter what Drop, let alone seize the opportunity to score alone.

The more anxious the three Chasers were to chase points to get Hufflepuff to finish the game quickly, the more irritated the other side's unhurried attitude was, they simply ignored them and regarded them as A target for scoring casually.

The girl also followed the opponent's movement, and flew over the basket on a broomstick. Those water green eyes stared straight at her, as if to say that no matter what kind of attack it was, it was useless.

"Ah!" Angelina yelled, and rushed down. The veins in her arm holding the Quaffle bulged, and her figure was getting lower and lower on the broom. Her ferocious facial features were very threatening.

Chapter 210 IX Falling

After the game resumed, the drizzle gradually stopped, but Gryffindor's performance did not improve with the weather.

When they scored two goals in a row at the beginning, they already had an attitude of giving up on themselves. It was not until Wood found out that Cedric had no intention of ending the game that he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

However, at this time, if you want to recover the 80-point disadvantage, the pressure is not insignificant.

Under the double blessing of exhaustion and anger brought about by the protracted battle, the young and energetic lions rampage in the air in the face of their opponents who are able to handle them easily. Became the biggest obstacle to their scoring.

No matter how big a disadvantage they fall into on weekdays, they always have 150 points in their pockets. As time goes by, Gryffindor's strategy is getting closer and closer to delaying time and protecting the Seeker.

Now the situation is suddenly reversed, and when they need to chase points, the game without a seeker has become a torture.

Later, he managed to recover 10 points in the fierce battle, but the price was that his own batter and chaser successively sent out 20 points in free throws due to hitting the ball and locking fouls.

Gryffindor seemed to have no idea what cooperation was, and was only thinking about recovering the point difference, so the movements of driving the broom became much rougher. The Chasers had an opening.

Even the commentator's voice became stiff every time he announced the score, and Professor McGonagall's face was so dark that it couldn't be darker.

Although Gryffindor's performance was really disappointing, Hufflepuff, who took advantage of the fire and robbed the opponent when there were no players, was also controversial. Such an unreasonable game had to continue because of the rules.

Wood's reckless saves won the players a chance to counterattack. The bright red ball crossed a sharp parabola again and again in the air, until later when he stretched out his arms to block the ball, he almost fell to the ground due to inertia and exhaustion.

Finally, Angelina seized the right time to get rid of several eyeing opponents. When she rushed into the scoring zone again, her chest heaved violently, and the sweat slid down her forehead into her red eyes. Her aura was terrifying. Extremely.

At the moment when the other party swooped down with great momentum, Faith narrowed her eyes suddenly, took a deep breath, and observed every move of the red figure in the midair without blinking her eyes.

The previous ball left her with a lot of psychological shadows. Even with the protection of the chest protector, her back is still aching until now, especially when she stretches her left arm, there will be a tearing pain.

But they were only a little short of their goal, and she couldn't make a mistake at this time anyway.

Faith is very aware of her own advantages. In terms of strength and speed, it is completely whimsical to use her body and equipment to go head-to-head with the opponent. Fortunately, their opponent in this match is Gryffindor, whose Chasers are all girls. , if it were Ravenclaw or Slytherin, she might have been bombarded by the rounds of offensives long ago.

She had to calmly judge where the opponent might attack, and react in just a split second, using the broom to stop the ball.

To be honest, compared to this straightforward power type, she still prefers the intelligence type that focuses on strategy and coordination.

After all, it hurts if she gets hit, how many monsters do these monster girls eat in one meal!

It has to be said that Angelina's behavior of yelling before throwing the ball is like deliberately reminding the goalkeeper, but the sonic attack is still very easy to interfere with people.

Faise was really taken aback. She might not be able to make such a loud noise in her life. After frowning briefly, she kicked her right foot vigorously, and the whole person flew sideways to the position of the goal on the right. Wait for the incoming shells.

"careful!"

When she was fully concentrated and only the Quaffle remained in her field of vision, Faise suddenly heard a familiar roar—it was the shout of their team's batter.

Seeing the red shadow approaching rapidly with the whistling of the wind, Feise had no energy left to think or react, but subconsciously raised her left arm to block the disturbance.

However, what she didn't expect was that the black shadow attacking from the left was one step faster than the Quaffle, and hit her forearm directly, and there was a tooth-piercing muffled sound from inside the glove. The sound was so powerful that it almost made Faise roll over the broom after hitting her body.

The strong impact turned everything in front of her eyes upside down. Faise was a little thankful that she hadn't eaten anything at noon. It might be thanks to the adrenaline.

"Well……"

Faith narrowed her eyes, clenched her teeth, and pulled her body back with her right hand placed on the broom. Just in time, the Quaffle came in front of her, and she ruthlessly bumped into it with her shoulder.

For a moment, she didn't know if she had stopped the ball, her body lost her balance and fell with the broom, her consciousness seemed to be broken by the impact.

When she opened her eyes again, her body was already lying firmly on the grass. She was like a fish caught on the shore, panting heavily one after another, as the sun that first emerged from the clouds slanted through. Overcoming the obstruction of the tower, she sprinkled warmth on her body.

It would be great if this scene could be the end of the game, Faith couldn't help thinking with some regret, unfortunately, this is probably the end of her first game.

"Beep-"

The sharp whistle seemed to send her consciousness away, Faise couldn't help pursing her lips, resisting her dizzy head, and went to listen to the sounds on the playing field.

Except for the noisy discussion, she didn't seem to hear the voice of the commentator broadcasting the score, so she should be...successful?

At the same time as she let out a long sigh of relief, there was a sound of messy footsteps along the grass from her side. Faith turned her head in a daze, only to see a furious lion cub.

The other party walked in a hurry, with two red eye circles on his fair face, like a little rabbit that had been robbed of a carrot, the premise was to ignore Hermione's trembling fist placed by her side.

Oops...how come Hermione saw such a distressed scene.

Faith was really afraid that the fist would land on her head soon, although she didn't feel that she had done anything wrong, but seeing the other party's angry look, she still couldn't help feeling apprehensive.

After thinking about it, it would be too embarrassing to be beaten up by Hermione under the eyes of the whole school. Faith suddenly had a brilliant escape idea in her head.

She relaxed her whole body and closed her eyes, as long as An An was a wounded person, she would be fine.

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The author's words:

Quidditch Foul Items: Lock-up - use your own broomstick to lock the opponent's broomstick, causing the opponent to deviate from the direction of flight

Chapter 220

In the dark world, ears and thinking become extraordinarily active.

The sound of Hermione's footsteps running towards her seemed to speed up a lot suddenly, and she heard the sound of ball boots falling on the grass - it should be her teammates who came to check on her situation.

Oops... Hermione is still wearing the Gryffindor uniform, so she won't be beaten up by her teammates because of a misunderstanding.

Faith's heart tightened immediately, but her eyes were closed. If she opened her eyes now, would it be too late to yawn and say she was sleepy?

Just as Faise was struggling to continue escaping or face the reality with her eyes open, Hermione had already run to her side first, and could clearly hear the other's robe sweeping across the lawn and her very rapid panting.

Guilt surged out of my heart. It seemed a bit irresponsible for me to do so. Instead of making Hermione more worried, it would be better to be honestly scolded.

Just when she was about to obediently admit her mistake and ask for leniency, her teammates also ran over one after another.

"I remember you seem to be Orest's friend?"

Cedric frowned when he saw Hermione's eye-catching red hood, but he was somewhat familiar with the other's side face, as if he would see the girl in front of him appear at the beginning or end of the training from time to time. Beside Faise.

His opening just rightly stopped Celia from pulling Hermione's collar. Her hand paused awkwardly in the air, and before the girl turned her head, she unnaturally turned her back.

"Yes." Hermione nodded with a serious expression, her pretty face turned pale, and her face was full of worry.

The Chaser quickly pointed to Mrs. Huo Qi in the red and yellow circle, and said with a smile, "I'll go and see how they are arguing."

Hermione had no time to care that she was already surrounded by a group of Hufflepuffs, she just raised her head and then turned her eyes back to the girl who was still lying down, her fingertips trembled slightly, and her hands slowly covered her face. on each other's cheeks.

Faise was already feeling overwhelmed by the escalating situation, she didn't dare to take a breath.

Hermione's unexpected action instantly made her head stiff, her breathing and eyelids became uncontrollable, and beads of sweat hanging from her forehead dripped down her ears onto the grass.

Hermione keenly noticed the other party's eyelashes flickering like butterfly wings, which made her dark eyes light up, and she was in a state of mind, and calmly squeezed Faise's right hand.

This time it wasn't just her left hand that was stiff, Faith felt that her right half of her body was also stiff. She was like a prey driven to the edge of a cliff, her heart beating non-stop.

It feels like Hermione...has she noticed that I'm faking sleep?Then why didn't she expose me?Is she mad?

Doubts, big and small, bubbled up in her heart one after another, and the hairs all over her body stood up nervously. Faith gently squeezed Hermione's fingers twice, trying to test the other party's meaning.

"Shall we let the house-elf run once and send Orest directly to the infirmary?"

Cedric didn't know that the little actions of the two girls under his nose were only 10 points away from their plan. Although Faise couldn't witness the results of hard work with other team members, he felt a little regretful, but he still had to rely on the other party's efforts. The body is the most important.

Hearing this, Faith became anxious. If possible, she still wanted to stay on the field until the end, even if it was in a tent in the backcourt.

This is her first game!

Making up her mind, she squeezed Hermione's hand with the strength that a normal person should have, hoping that the other party would understand what she meant. Faise was about to open her eyes, but she didn't want to hear the serious voice of the little lion next to her ear.

"I can wake her up."

"Ah?" Cedric couldn't help being stunned for a moment, he didn't know whether to stop the other party, or to see what the girl in front of him could do.

In the end, curiosity prevailed. Anyway, she is Orest's friend, so it's impossible to harm him, right?

Hermione didn't want to ask for the other party's consent. She watched Faith's closed eyes flicker, a smile was drawn on her lips, and she bent down and lowered her head unhurriedly.

Faith also heard the other party's words, and she was wondering whether Hermione really didn't know that she was awake, or simply wanted to give her a step down.

Smelling the familiar fragrance getting closer and closer to her, Faith felt a few mischievous strands of hair penetrate into her neckline, and as the other party slowly lowered her head, they spun around her neck. The smell that made her feel at ease, but at this moment, she was not blessed to enjoy it.

Her brain was suddenly in a mess, and Faise was so nervous that she couldn't stop sweating, until the warm breath came to her ear with the other party's chuckle, making her heart skip a beat.

"If you don't open your eyes again, I'll take you to the infirmary from here."

For a moment, all the distractions in her head were emptied, and out of fear of leaving a lifetime of black history in front of the whole school, Faith sat up with clear eyes and a frightened face.

Hermione, who had expected it for a long time, pulled her drooping hair back to her ears unhurriedly, turned her head and raised her eyebrows at the curious faces, "Okay, she's awake."

"Are you okay, little guy?" John immediately asked anxiously. When he saw his goalkeeper was shot down, he was so angry that he almost fought with the Weasley brothers on the side-in fact, both sides had already started fighting, but But Madam Pomfrey stopped her sharply.

Faith saw the concerned eyes of the people around her, and the guilt in her heart deepened a bit. It wasn't until Hermione reminded her to regain her senses that she replied, "I'm fine, I'm sorry for making you worry."

She moved her left arm tentatively, and immediately felt a pinprick-like pain, which made her frown uncontrollably.

"Do you still want to continue flying Orest?" Cedric was relieved to see the girl sitting up again, and he looked at Hermione's smiling face with a complicated expression.

Didn't you see her holding a wand?Is there some special magic?

Hermione's first reaction when she heard this question was disapproval. The smile on her face just now because of Faise's reaction faded away most of it in an instant. joint.

"I……"

Faith hesitated to speak, she wanted to continue flying, even if it was just to stay on the field, but she didn't dare to disobey Hermione's wishes, so after much deliberation, she could only speak dryly.

"Continuing the game may not be enough, but... can I stay here?"

Chapter 220 Tangle

After Mrs. Hooch made the judgment that the Gryffindor batsman had not fouled, even though he was unwilling, Cedric still reported to the opponent that his goalkeeper had withdrawn due to injury.

When the narrator announced the news, his tone was unusually excited. He seemed to have seen the dawn of Gryffindor's counterattack, but he didn't want this kind of biased behavior, which made the tension between the two sides even stronger. Professor McGonagall on the side He couldn't stop holding his forehead, and even started to discuss with several professors beside him about changing the commentary.

With timeouts for both teams running out early, Mrs. Hooch didn't have much time left for the players to say goodbye.