BSI Chapter 175: The Quidditch Match
Chapter 175: The Quidditch Match
Then let the other party once again solidify the name of their savior.
So sorry.
He had no interest.
Dumbledore wants whoever he wants to find anyway, don't look for him.
Life at Hogwarts is still peaceful.
Braun attends Slughorn's banquet every day in addition to class.
Or talk to Slughorn about Potions.
In the blink of an eye, the time has come to the day of the Quidditch match~.
Because of the last semester Final Four - Championship reasons.
Hogwarts does not hold a Quidditch tournament, which has led to the enthusiasm of young wizards for Quidditch matches.
Basically every day when Braun returns to the lounge, he can hear everyone discussing.
Slytherin's Quidditch team is still the same as it was.
After the graduation of the batsman and captain of the previous class.
Slytherin's Seeker is still played by Crabbe and Goyle.
The captain of the team was replaced by Monty.
Monty is a first-year student older than Braun.
Like Gryffindor's former captain, Wood, he played as a goalkeeper on the team.
Sit in a rocking chair in the lounge.
Braun watched the discussion of the others coldly and looked at the tome in his hand.
This time it was Slytherin vs. Gryffindor.
The two academies, which were not dealt with, would definitely have some friction according to past practice.
But under Braun's tight control over Slytherin, the conflict was limited to the senior years.
The younger students did not have much conflict.
On the day of the race, it was very cold.
There was also a layer of frost on the ground.
The wind howled, making people breathe like a knife in their throats.
Like the other students, Braun changed into a thick cloak and the dragon skin gloves he often used in herbology classes.
The last time De Muslon arrived, it seemed to have been a wake-up call to Hogwarts.
This year, a fur cloak was added to the school instructions.
After all, there are still few little wizards who have the money to buy a thermostat curtain.
Not to mention that there have been more and more little wizards in the past two years.
Most of them are Muggle-born.
And Muggle society has a financial crisis because of its magical resurgence.
A large number of people are unemployed.
There are even fewer of those who have money.
In comparison, the price of a fur cloak is much cheaper than a cloak with a spell cast.
Inside the auditorium, it was particularly lively.
Everyone was enthusiastically discussing today's game.
Everyone eats as fast as they can.
Then he couldn't wait to run towards the Quidditch pitch.
With the captain of the team's twin serve shaking hands.
At Mrs. Hodge's whistle, the two teams flew into the air.
And the students at Slytherin seemed ready.
They sang out loud together.
"Slytherin is our king!
He spoke out in the trash!
He likes to put the ball in the goal and he will guarantee us to win this game!
Slytherin is our king!
"Who made up the lyrics?
Braun looked at Daphne in surprise.
Daphne covered her mouth and snickered:
Malfoy made it up. Isn't it interesting?"
"Indeed! I didn't expect Malfoy to have a talent for songmaking!"
Braun was also a little stoic.
After singing it like this a few times, the song kept echoing in his mind.
It's a magic sound.
In the song, Ronald, who was already nervous, became more rigid in his body.
One didn't pay attention, and a ghost fly ball flew under his armpit.
Straight into the goal.
And with the entry of the ghost flying ball.
The singing became louder.
"Ronald's mentality is still not good!"
Braun shook his head.
I saw Ronald guarding the goal with a pale face and dull eyes.
Throw your hands forward and pounce.
But he repeatedly let the ghost fly ball into the goal.
It caused George and Fred to roar.
Malfoy, in particular, was still provocative.
Fly in mid-air on a broomstick, making defiant gestures and expressions.
The score between the two houses is also constantly increasing.
Gryffindor is increasingly at a disadvantage.
"No need to look, Gryffindor lost.
Braun shook his head.
If Ronald hadn't been as short of breath as he is now, maybe the outcome would have changed.
But now the score has reached the horrible gap of 200:10.
Even if Harry caught the Golden Snitch, it would no longer help.
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Because the gap in scores is too big!
"It's the Golden Snitch!
One of the little wizards of Gryffindor exclaimed.
Following his gaze, Harry didn't know when he had found the Golden Snitch.
It's just that I haven't caught it.
And with the little wizard shouting.
Malfoy seemed to be reminded.
Controlling the broom, he thought about the direction of the golden snitch and flew without hesitation.
Seeing this, Harry had to follow helplessly.
The match came to a fever pitch with two contenders, the Golden Snitch.
Various foul plays are frequent.
Crabbe and Goyle even waved the bat in his hand and constantly attacked the broom in the hands of the Gryffindor team.
And Gryffindor apparently didn't give up.
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The Weasley brothers' ghost balls hit Crabbe and Goyle one at a time.
However, for the two of them, the impact of the ghost flying ball may not be as painful as imagined.
Although they grinned, they sat firmly on the broom.
It didn't seem to be affected in the slightest.
"Near! Near!
In the end, it was Harry Potter who was able to catch the Golden Snitch to end the game.
Or the vile Slytherin was able to catch the Golden Snitch and win..."
"Jordan!
Professor McGonagall reminded Jordan of Lee dissatisfiedly.
"Okay, good professor. Justice, I know. ""
Lee Jordan muttered two words in a low voice.
Once again, he explained passionately.
"Whoosh!"
The game ended at Mrs. Hodge's whistle.
The Golden Snitch eventually got Harry caught.
This couldn't help but make Malfoy's face look a little ugly.
But it didn't take long for him to regain his triumphant appearance again.
Because Slytherin won the race.
The score is 230:170.
An unquestionable victory.
Players from both teams landed at the whistle.
Slytherin was triumphant.
And Gryffindor is crestfallen, or angry!
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I don't know which side it started.
The teams on both sides soon engaged in hand-to-hand combat.
The Gryffindors seem intent on reclaiming lost dignity off the pitch.
Especially the other party still used despicable means to interfere with his own side and down.