The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

The game is about to start.

Players from both sides have flown out of the waiting area and lined up in formation.

The jubilant sounds from the surrounding stands were like bombs being dropped into the deep sea.

Wave after wave of water converges into a sea of ​​red and green.

The boring conversation between Ron and Anthony ended instantly.

Everyone's attention is focused on the court.

Mrs. Huo Qi serves as the referee. She is standing in the center of the court.

“Look, what I like to see is a fair, honest game.”

Players from both sides gathered around her, and Mrs. Huo Qi said to them seriously.

However, everyone present knew very well that this sentence was specifically directed at Marcus Lint, the captain of the Slytherin team and a sixth-year student.

Harry looked at the strong man who seemed to have a bit of troll blood with vigilance, and couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

For weeks, rumors swirled around Hogwarts that Marcus was planning to attack him.

The Slytherins clamored to give him an unforgettable game.

As for what they mean by unforgettable.

Harry guessed that he would not be able to walk out of the stadium intact.

"Harry!"

"Harry!!"

"Harry!!!"

There was a sudden roar in the stands, and everyone in the red-gold sea was cheering for him.

On the high platform, there were even people holding huge banners.

'Potter will win! 'The words were flying in the air.

"Harry!"

Even Hermione, who had always been 'steady', waved her arms vigorously, and several friends in the stands even waved their limbs to cheer him on.

This scene was all seen by Harry.

An unprecedented passion and confidence filled his chest, and his body was boiling with blood, causing his face to turn red quickly.

Fear was swept away.

"Are you ready?"

"Beep~~~" Mrs. Huo Qi blew her silver whistle hard.

With a loud sound, fifteen broomsticks rose from the ground.

The game officially begins.

Gryffindor's Angelina leapt forward, her flying skills were very good, and she successfully grabbed the Quaffle with a beautiful side swing.

"Oh! Angelina grabbed the Quaffle, made a beautiful emergency stop, and made Slytherin spin around. The three pursuers looked like idiots!"

Jordan, who serves as the commentator for the game, naturally has as straight an ass as he wants.

As a Gryffindor, it was impossible for him not to be partial.

"Jordan!"

"I'm sorry, Professor."

Professor McGonagall was sitting next to Jordan, monitoring him closely.

"Wait, Marcus rushed over quickly, beautiful! A wonderful pass, now Aaliyah has the ball."

"Marcus seemed unwilling to fail. He rushed over again, oh! Gryffindor passed the ball again, and now the person holding the ball is Gryffindor chaser Katie Bell."

"Haha! Look at him, Marcus is being played like a fool by the Gryffindor players!"

At this time, George also made a great contribution. He accurately hit the flying ball.Let it fly towards the Slytherin pursuer Derian Pusey who was about to grab the ball.

Reminded by his teammates, Deryampse barely dodged the Quaffle.

But also missed the opportunity to intercept Katie Bell.

"Katie Bell has brought the ball to the Slytherin goal. Does he want to shoot?"

"No! It was a fake move, he passed the ball to Angelina."

"Angelina threw the ball and it went in!!!"

"Gryffindor, ten!"

"Oh!!!" As the Gryffindor team started to win, there was a burst of red and gold sounds in the stands.

The game immediately became intense.

As Anthony had expected, the Slytherin team had suffered a serious decline in strength after a major overhaul. The previous captains and chasers had graduated, making them no longer at the same level as before.

The second is the reduction in training, which results in insufficient break-in time for this new team.

Of course, a large part of it comes from one's own pride.

And this time, Gryffindor was really well prepared.

The end result is that the hard power of the two teams is not at the same level.

Apart from the violation, Anthony really couldn't think of any possibility for Slytherin to win.

Next, the score was almost one-sided. The Gryffindor team kept scoring. In just ten minutes, the score was expanded to [-]-[-]!

In the stands, the Gryffindors were already immersed in a sea of ​​joy.Their cries echoed in the icy sky.

...

"Give way."

It's Hagrid.

He came over from the stairs.

Anthony and Hermione squeezed each other to make room for Hagrid to stand.

"How is it? How much is it?"

"Seventy to zero. We lead." Ron said excitedly.

"Oh! Really?" Hagrid also said happily: "I just saw Gryffindor score through the telescope."

He pointed to the large telescope hanging around his neck.

"What a beautiful fight!"

"Is there no sign of the Golden Snitch?"

"No." Ron said, "Harry is still looking."

"Well... there's nothing you can do about it. Sometimes it just depends on luck." Hagrid held up his telescope and struggled to find Harry in the air.

At this time, Harry was hovering high in the sky. This was a predetermined plan to prevent him from being shot down by Slytherin beaters.

"Angelina again! A wonderful segment."

"She's got the ball now, she's fast, she's in the Slytherin goal."

"Oh, is she going to throw a ball?"

"No, or a return message?"

"Oh my god, we were all lied to. She didn't pass back and she just threw the ball."

"Brilliant tactic, add ten points to Gryffindor."

damn it!

At this time, Marcus was furious, he had been tricked by Gryffindor.I thought they would cooperate so well.

Then he glanced at Wood in front of the Gryffindor rim. The guy actually let out a sigh of relief after seeing his sight!

From the beginning of the game to now, Slytherin didn't even have a shot.

Do not!

Can't go on like this.

The score is getting bigger and bigger. If this continues, even if they get the Golden Snitch in the end, they may lose the game.

This is not unheard of among Quidditch players.

"Dryampusi!"

Marcus shouted to the crowd.All the players looked at him.

He gestured high in the air.Then the rest of the Slytherins understood.

Next, as the game progressed, Slytherin's playing style suddenly changed.

First there was Derian Pusey, who slammed into Angelina while fighting for the Quaffle.

As a girl, Angelina was almost knocked off the broom by this blow.

"My God! How despicable."

"He should be fouled," said Hermione angrily.

"really!"

If this was a football game, just that one.Derian Kip didn't say that he was sent off with a red card, but he would at least give a yellow card warning.

A free kick is awarded to Gryffindor.

But this is Quidditch. There are no red cards or yellow cards in the Quidditch rules, let alone sentoffs.

Sometimes fouls are also part of the Quidditch game. Otherwise, how could there be more than 700 foul actions in a game.