Chapter 98 Passionate Quidditch (2)
The snow has stopped, but the rain is getting heavier.
There was a biting chill in the air, but it still failed to extinguish the enthusiasm for Quidditch in the hearts of the audience. People were cheering for the teams they supported.
In an inconspicuous corner of the auditorium, Albert and several roommates were watching the game. Next to them sat a soaked Hagrid. Several people around them were cheering for Gryffindor's goal, completely ignoring the freezing rain.
Albert lowered his monocular, took out his wand and used the water and fire invulnerability spell on the lens to prevent rain from blurring his vision.
On the Quidditch pitch, the fierce battle continued. Slytherin never suffers, and they quickly seize the opportunity to counterattack.
Chaser Montague carried the ghost ball into the scoring area under the cover of his teammates. The batter Locke, who was not far away, cleverly seized the opportunity and hit the Bludger flying towards him towards Gryffindor goalkeeper Wood. .
Wood was staring at Montague, trying to prevent the opponent from scoring, but he didn't notice a Bludger flying towards him. When he heard the sound of the Bludger breaking through the air, he hurriedly dodged, and narrowly avoided the Bludger's attack. .
Before Wood could completely recover from the panic, Montague had already seized the opportunity, broke through Danny's blockade, grabbed the ghost ball and hit Wood's face.
A wave of "foul" sounded in all areas except Slytherin, and the heavy rain in the sky was faintly suppressed by this wave of sound.
In the auditorium, Albert watched this scene and felt that his face was hurting. It must be uncomfortable to be hit by a ghost ball in the face.
“Quidditch player is still a high-risk profession!”
“What, what were you saying just now, I didn’t hear clearly.” Hagrid, who was next to him, held up his binoculars and looked straight at the sky, hearing Albert’s whisper and asked loudly.
"Nothing." Before Albert could sigh, he heard Fred next to him exclaim, "No, Wood is going to fall!"
At this moment, most of the people in the audience stood up in horror and looked at Wood who was spiraling down. Some screamed in fear, and some closed their eyes for fear of seeing Wood's tragic situation.
Wood, who had been hit in the face by Montague with a ghost ball, was still in a state of dizziness. He instinctively reached out to grab the broom, slid down the railing of the scoring ring, and fell on the lawn of the Quidditch pitch. His injuries were not serious. It's too serious.
Mrs. Hooch immediately blew the whistle to announce a timeout and dropped to Wood's side to check on the goalkeeper.
With an annoyed look on her face, Madam Pomfrey walked into the court sullenly. She used a spell to heal the injury on Wood's cheek and gave him a potion so that the Gryffindor goalkeeper could cheer up and continue the game.
However, this violent Quidditch match still annoyed Madam Pomfrey. The head nurse said that if anyone is injured, just go to the school hospital and lie down for a few days.
"Slytherin team's seeker Montague attacked the Gryffindor goalkeeper. This despicable behavior is simply unheard of. Slytherin team scored another goal. The current score between the two sides is 80 to 50. , Gryffindor leads by thirty points... Wait, the referee announced that Slytherin had committed a foul and the goal just scored was invalid. The current score between the two sides is 80 to 40." The commentator shouted excitedly at the top of his voice: "Gryffindor has opened up a forty-point advantage. The seekers on both sides are currently looking for traces of the Golden Snitch. Who will catch the Golden Snitch first? Which team will win, we will wait and see."
Unfortunately, the bad weather and poor surrounding visibility made it difficult to find the Golden Snitch, and the game continued.
Wood recovered again, which greatly encouraged the Gryffindor audience, and the sound of cheering for Gryffindor echoed in the audience.
"Mrs. Hooch blows the whistle again and the game continues. Let's wait and see how the Gryffindor team will fight back." The Ravenclaw commentator was so excited that he completely forgot that he was commentating on a game. Ditch game.
"Kill the Slytherin team, kill Montague; kill the Slytherin team, kill Montague!" At this moment, the Gryffindor audience suddenly erupted in such an unprecedented roar.
This sound gave Albert an inexplicable illusion that he was actually watching a duel, not a Quidditch match.
A few minutes later, the Gryffindor players lived up to their expectations and launched a new round of revenge against the Slytherin team. The target was the chaser Montague who had just used the ghost ball to attack Wood.
Mark and Eileen are lovers, and they have a strong tacit understanding. The two only exchanged a look in mid-air, and Mark accelerated directly towards the batter Locke. Aileen, a violent hitter, with the help of her boyfriend, hit the Bludger away, and the target was Montague, who was surrounded by the three acrobatic brothers.
Montai was blocked by three people. He thought that the three chasers next to him were going to attack him, but he never realized that the real killer came from the Bludger behind him.
"Oh, my God, it hit. The Bludger hit by the violent hitter Erin successfully hit Montague. This hit was really painful. I hope he can break a few more ribs...ahem, I mean I hope he's okay!" The commentator coughed slightly and quickly changed his words, "The referee did not blow the whistle. There is no doubt that there was no violation in this counterattack."
Although the Slytherin team took the opportunity to score ten points, their pursuit hand had been injured and fell to the ground, completely outweighing the gain.
"What's going on? Madam Pomfrey didn't show up. Could it be that..." the commentator's tone was filled with schadenfreude, "could it be that our head nurse also doesn't like the Slytherin players?"
Montage was forced to leave the game because the furious Madam Pomfrey had returned to the school hospital. Without treatment, he was obviously unable to continue the game.
Albert saw the dark-faced Snape through the telescope, taking out his wand and conjuring a stretcher, and asked several students to take Montague to the school hospital on the second floor of the castle.
It is said that it only took Madam Pomfrey a few seconds to help Montaigne's broken ribs, but the unfortunate guy was obviously unable to continue playing.
According to the official rules set by the Department of Magical Sports and Sports: In the event of disability, no other athlete may be substituted.
This means Slytherin has one less Chaser.
However, most of the Gryffindor audience was regretting why it wasn't Slytherin's Seeker Marcus Flint who ended up?
However, this dirty Quidditch match has just begun.
Slytherin was at a disadvantage because they were missing one player, and they began to blatantly attack Gryffindor players.
Albert was stunned to see a series of changes on the field. Through the monocular, the four batsmen flying on broomsticks under the rain curtain were actually fighting together with the bats in their hands like swordsmen.
Fred and George next to them were muttering violent words such as "Hit him, yes, aim at his head...stab his eyes...".
Finally, a group of people riding broomsticks meleeed together in the sky. The most lethal ones were the batsmen on both sides. They were attacking the opponent's players with their bats. Erin also knocked off Locke's bat. This unlucky guy He was hit on the elbow by Eileen with a stick. Before he could recover, he was kicked by Jack again and almost fell off the broom.
However, there were several Gryffindors who also suffered minor injuries.
A furious Mrs. Hooch ruled out four batters, even though this was not within the rules. Who had just hit the hardest of the four?
In Mrs. Hooch's words, staying on the court is simply a disgrace to Hogwarts.
The originally fifteen-person venue suddenly lost five people, and the huge stadium suddenly felt a lot empty.
Even without the batsmen, Gryffindor's chasers still had a way to do it. They seemed to be performing a relay ceremony, taking the bats from the batsmen who left the field. At least, that's what Danny did, the acrobat who served as both a pursuer and a batsman.
This time, their target was Slytherin’s Seeker Marcus Flint.
Charlie, Jack and Mario compressed Marcus' flying space from three directions, squeezing the Seeker to the edge of the field. Then, they each used Mark's fake moves, waving their fists and feet to greet each other unceremoniously.
As for hitting the target?
Sorry, that was a tactical mistake.
Free throws, no one cares.
As long as the opponent's Seeker can be killed, the victory of the game will naturally belong to Gryffindor.
"Charlie, didn't you say it's forbidden to use Mark's fake moves?" Jack teased his captain while waving his elbow at Marcus. He "accidentally" hit the opponent's kidney with his elbow, and his own nose was also hit. He was knocked crooked by a fist swung from the right.
From behind, Danny, holding a ghost ball in one hand and a bat in the other, was already catching up. He was "chased" by two Slytherin suitors.
Danny threw the obstructive ghost ball to Jack, and he took the bat and waved towards Marcus' back, preparing to completely drive him off the stage.
However, Danny didn't know that Jack, who had just caught the ghost ball, was the first to be unlucky. One of the two Slytherin pursuers hit him directly, and the other kicked him. Jack had not yet reacted. When he came over, he was kicked off the broom. Fortunately, he still grabbed the flying broom with one hand and hit the audience with his whole body. He fell hard.
Luckily he didn't fall into the Slytherin auditorium, otherwise he would probably have faced a large-scale fight, and a group of spectators joined in to beat Jack.
"Danny, you actually tricked me!" Jack covered his injured waist and couldn't help but cursed.
On the other side, Slytherin's Seeker situation was also a little bad. Marcus, who was blocked by three people, was beaten violently by three people.
The sharp whistle pierced the rain curtain, and the furious Mrs. Huo Qi called the players from both sides and gave them a severe scolding.
"Have you forgotten what I said at the beginning?" Mrs. Huo Qi spat directly, spitting in everyone's face, "Since you can't participate in the competition fairly and honestly, then get off the stage. Stay, I'll give you an hour to have your respective alternates take your place in this game."
"What's going on?" Albert watched the players on both sides being severely scolded by Mrs. Huo Qi, and couldn't help frowning, because the game did not continue. Both teams returned to their respective lounges, and the commentator Bian also didn't know what happened.
However, everyone soon got the latest information.
"We have just received the latest news. Due to the various bad behaviors of the two teams in the game, which seriously violated various rules of Quidditch, all players were dismissed." The commentator read the information he had just received in surprise, " Gosh, to be honest, this is the first time I've heard of any team being sent off. Both sides will have an hour to pick a new group of players and continue the game in their place."
"Let's go to the locker room." Fred, who was all wet, pulled George and Albert towards the locker room, his face full of excitement. "It's our turn to play!"
Before leaving, Albert glanced at Slytherin's Seeker. The unfortunate guy was helped into the locker room, and Snape's face was extremely gloomy following them.
“What the **** are you doing?”
As soon as Albert and others entered the locker room, they heard Professor McGonagall shouting. The dean glanced at the players present angrily.
"I'm sorry, Professor, but as you can see, it was the Slytherin team who started the attack. They don't seem to intend to play a fair and honest game with us." Charlie, as the Quidditch captain, immediately stood up and took the scolding for everyone. He was very tough. He withstood the angry gaze of Professor McGonagall: "So, I have to take other methods to ensure the safety of our team members. Don't worry, I have made arrangements. The victory of this game will definitely belong to us."
Professor McGonagall was also stunned, and then heard Charlie say: "Look, our substitute players are already here."
"It seems that you are planning to let some of us play?" Fred winked at Charlie and said, "The blow just now was really great. I saw Marcus being helped away. .”
Professor McGonagall immediately stared at Fred, who immediately shut up.
"Kyle, you temporarily act as a goalkeeper and take over Wood's position. You are the only one here who has experience as a goalkeeper." Charlie said to the boy with freckles on his face. He is the substitute chaser of this team, but now There is no better solution to the situation.
"You two take over as the batter, and Albert is the seeker. Where's Angelina? Isn't that girl here?" Charlie didn't see Angelina, so he said to Danny, "Go get that girl." ,besides…"
Gryffindor can also quickly put together a complete substitute team. Although it is far inferior to the regular players, everyone has experience playing together. I believe it will not be worse than the patchwork players of Slytherin.
"Come on Albert, you are our secret ace, don't let me down." Charlie reached out and patted Albert on the shoulder and said, "Whether we can win the game depends entirely on you, we must catch Jin Snitch.”
Albert's mouth twitched. He knew that Charlie's statement that he was the secret ace was just an encouragement, so he didn't pay much attention to it.
However, Professor McGonagall frowned slightly next to him and looked at the freshmen who took over the players, a little confused about Charlie's arrangement.
"They are alternate players. They were originally supposed to participate in the selection of the regular players next year and take over the positions of the regular players who left. Don't worry, they have also been well trained." Charlie seemed to have guessed what Professor McGonagall wanted to say, and quickly explained road.
"Okay, now that you've decided!" Professor McGonagall looked at the remaining people and said, "I don't expect you to perform well, but at least don't cause any trouble for me."
(End of this chapter)