The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 97: Hot-blooded Quidditch (1)

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

When he woke up from his dream, Albert found that the woods around the castle were covered with white snow, and the black lake was also frozen with a layer of hard ice.

Everyone said that this year’s winter came very early, but Albert himself didn’t care much about the changes in the weather. Before the temperature dropped, he had wrapped himself tightly in a woolen sweater and scarf, and he went to Flett on purpose. Professor Wei has learned how to use the drying spell, and he is fully prepared to start the winter.

There is one thing more worthy of everyone's attention than cold weather: Hogwarts' Quidditch season has begun.

Every morning, Albert could see Hagrid holding a broom, cleaning the road to the Quidditch Stadium in the wind and snow, so as to prevent the road from being completely covered by snow.

As the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch, Charlie is also entering a period of excitement at this time, and every time he trains, he will seize the time to explain tactical cooperation to everyone.

George and Fred escaped because they were not official players. They also told Albert that Charlie, who was in the situation, was as severe as the devil possessed.

Fortunately, in recent training sessions, informal players do not need to participate.

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

All Gryffindor students hope to defeat Slytherin in one fell swoop and win this Quidditch match. Professor McGonagall also waived everyone's homework before the game. It is not difficult to see the dean's desire for victory 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 Quidditch's victory to restore the embarrassing situation of the bottom.

If the Gryffindor team wins, their academy points can surpass Hufflepuff, rise to third place, and approach the second-placed Ravenclaw.

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

On weekends, the weather was extremely cold, with sleet in the sky.

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

"It's so cold, I don't want to run outside to watch the game in this kind of weather!" Albert wrapped himself in thick clothes as fast as he could, and hurriedly used a drying spell on himself to make Yuan Yuan The cold clothes became dry and warm immediately, as if they had just been baked in front of a raging fire.

"Don't be stupid, this is a rare opportunity to cheer for the Gryffindor team together!" Fred stomped on the spot twice, trying to warm his body.

"Don't jump, it makes me dazzled." Albert raised his wand, poked Fred's body, and cast a drying spell on him.

"Hey, what you did just now, it doesn't feel cold anymore." Fred looked at Albert in surprise.

"Youth, magic is power, it doesn't hurt to learn more spells." Albert patted Fred on the shoulder and said earnestly.

Fred was stunned, and he didn't adjust to Albert's style for a while.

"Bring me also."

Li Qiaodan, who had just dressed and put on a winter cloak, also hurriedly leaned over to let Albert dispel the chill from him.

"And I."

It was really cold today, and the temperature in the room dropped to eight degrees. This was due to 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, the first time Fred saw the thermometer, they were shocked, and they felt particularly interesting.

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

Bring a foldable umbrella, put the sight glasses in your pocket, wrap your neck with a thick towel woven by Daisy's hands, fill a flat and small silver-plated water bottle with hot water, and put it in your robe pocket as a heat preservation bag. Albert went to the auditorium hall with his roommates.

As soon as I walked into the restaurant, I could smell the attractive smell of grilled sausage in the air.

The people at the table were talking excitedly about the game, and everyone was looking forward to seeing a wonderful Quidditch game.

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

The tables for both sides are right next door, and quarrels are inevitable. The lack of a real fight indicates that everyone is restraining and intends to keep the real matchup on the Quidditch court.

"Charlie, come on." Albert and his little friends also joined Charlie to send blessings to these familiar friends.

"By the way, Charlie, are you looking for a substitute?" Mark suddenly asked.

"Substitute?" Albert asked suspiciously. "Could it be that this game will last for a long time?"

"There are always exceptions. We have old grievances with the Slytherin team. Even if 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. At the table, explained to Albert, "So, we need some substitute players. Of course, the other side also needs it."

Albert felt that there was something wrong with this. He remembered that players were not allowed to replace players during Quidditch games.

"I found it." Charlie patted Mark on the shoulder, comforting everyone, "Don't worry, Mrs. Pomfrey will also go to the game. If she is injured, she will be healed soon."

When Albert heard the words, the corners of his mouth twitched. How could this sound like the illusion of going to battle?

Will the two teams fight on the court?

At eleven o'clock, all the teachers and students of the school were holding umbrellas and heading to the stands of the Quidditch Stadium under the weakened sleet.

The audience is not only Hogwarts teachers and students, even some wizards who like Quidditch, also came to Hogwarts to watch the Quidditch match despite the bad weather.

Yes, Hogwarts sells Quidditch tickets.

When Albert came to the Quidditch Stadium, he saw some wizards from outside the school, all of them wearing thick cloaks, holding an umbrella in one hand and binoculars in the other, sitting in the seats of their graduate 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 the tickets for each game are selling well.

Of course, these external activities are limited to the Quidditch stadium, and the distance from the Quidditch stadium 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 you want to see the game clearly, the top level of vision is undoubtedly the best.

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

Albert directly interprets this sentence as when the game may need to change the batting hand?

However, he believes that this possibility is not high.

Although the weather is a bit bad, watching the game with everyone still feels very atmospheric, just like watching a movie or watching a game in front of the computer, which is completely different from going to the cinema or watching a game on the stadium.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, after the Gryffindor team in red Quidditch uniforms entered the field, there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers and applause. When the Slytherin team in the green Quidditch uniform entered the field, they were greeted with boos and applause.

"It seems that our Slytherin team is not welcomed by everyone!" Ravenclaw's commentator raised his microphone and joked loudly.

The next moment, his response was a boo from the Slytherin auditorium.

Albert never doubted that if the school did not separate the seats of the four colleges, it might cause a chaotic fight during the game.

Mrs. Hooch of the flight class will be the referee. She is standing in the center of the court with her flying broomstick in her hand, waiting for the players from both sides to enter the court.

"Listen, I hope everyone will participate in the game fairly and honestly." Mrs. Hooch said loudly after the players of the two teams gathered around.

This was expanded through magic, enough to be heard by all audiences on the venue.

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

"I feel that the captains of both sides are trying to squeeze each other's hands off." Albert moved his monoculars and focused his gaze on Charlie, who was shaking hands with each other, feeling a little tempted to laugh.

Try vigorously when shaking hands. There are people who like to play this trick no matter where you are.

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

Before the game started, Albert could feel that it was full of gunpowder. I am afraid the game will not be as simple as he thought.

Fifteen flying broomsticks rose into the sky after the whistle sounded.

The game officially started.

A few minutes later, Albert dare to slap his chest dumbfounded to ensure that this is definitely the dirtiest game he has ever seen.

The ghost ball was first snatched by Jack. Under the cover of his teammates, this acrobatic pursuit player cleverly used the reverse pass tactics to give Gryffindor 10 points.

However, in order to prevent Gryffindor from chasing the ball to score, the Slytherin batter chose to slam into Jack, and their broomsticks were directly offset several meters.

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

"Slytherin deliberately bumped into a foul!" the commentator shouted, "Unfortunately, their conspiracy failed. Gryffindor took the lead in getting 10 points. Now, the ghost ball is awarded to Gryffindor by Mrs. Hooch."

The game continues...

"Is this normal?" Albert ignored the yelling roommates around him, and asked Hagrid beside him loudly.

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

After the narrator called out Gryffindor to score, Hagrid clapped vigorously.

"Smell of gunpowder?" Albert returned his gaze to the court. He felt that it was not the smell of gunpowder, but 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's bias towards Gryffindor.

The Gryffindor team led by 20 points in a short time, making the Slytherin team very angry, they began to grab the ball unscrupulously.

When Mario was preparing to pass the ball, the broom was hit by someone else's kick, and suddenly it shook violently. He had to hold the broom with both hands to avoid falling down. The ghost ball that was tightly held was also by the Slytherin chaser. Robbed.

However, as revenge against Slytherin. When Mark passed by the side of Slytherin Seeker Marcus Flint, he suddenly made a false move and hit the opponent’s nose with a punch, making the unfortunate Seeker head back. , Began to bleed.

Gryffindor and Slytherin were awarded a free throw by Mrs. Hooch.

The game continued in this chaos. Almost every few minutes, Mrs. Hooch would blow the whistle to announce that so and so fouled again.

This almost drove the referee crazy.

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

No way, Locke of Slytherin hit Irene on the back of the head with a stick, and even quibbleed that her head was a wandering ball.

Madam Hooch blew the whistle again, and the ghost ball landed on Jack again. The chaser cleverly avoided the interception and rushed towards Locke with a sharp turn. The ghost ball smashed into the face of the stunned hitter at a swift speed, bounced back, and was picked up by a teammate flying below.

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

Although the Slytherin student below yelled for a foul, Mrs. Hooch did not blow the whistle and regarded it as a normal pass.

However, the object of the pass is the Slytherin batter. It can only be said that the Gryffindor chaser took the initiative to give up his own advantage, which does not seem to be a foul.

As for smashing the opponent's face with a ghost ball, Locke himself has no use to dodge.

Until the game, even Professor McGonagall has no time to stop the narrator's extreme remarks. The dean of Gryffindor shook his fist towards the sky in anger.

Because just now, when Charlie was about to catch the Golden Snitch, the Slytherin chaser montage slammed into him, causing Charlie to almost fall off the broomstick, and thus lost the opportunity to catch the Golden Snitch~www. mtlnovel.com~Although Gryffindor got 10 points for this, the result did not calm the anger of Gryffindor supporters, and some people began to throw things at the venue in protest.

Gryffindor also gave the color back, taking the ghost ball into the scoring zone in Gryffindor at Montage, and was slapped in the face by Wood, so dizzy and almost falling off the broom.

"Free throws!" Madame Hooch, furiously, shouted towards Wood: "I don't remember any rule that allows attacking chasers."

"Sorry, I was so excited and made a mistake." Wood apologized, as if what had just happened was an accident.

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

Could this be the legendary hot-blooded Quidditch?

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