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Chapter 638 Quidditch Competition

Harry and Slytherin captain Urquhart glared at each other, and Harry grinned in pain as he turned to return to the team, his hand about to snap.

"Listen to my whistle," cried Mrs Hooch, "three-two-one-"

In the midst of enthusiastic cheers, fourteen players jumped into the sky. Today's weather is as clear and bright as they saw from the ceiling of the auditorium, as if it had been scrubbed with a wet rag. Each Chaser does his job.

Harry stopped Perks and Gutt—both batsmen prancing about with their bats—and Harry made a circle, approaching them and calling in a low voice, "Don't forget the plan." Gut gestured an 'no problem' and Perks responded with a hum.

Harry had asked them individually to set up tactics, asking them to pay more attention to the goal a few minutes before the game started, and to support Ron with Bludgers when necessary.This is the job of the batsman, but this year's Gryffindor team is a bit special, more than half of them are fresh blood, which makes the overall state of the team not stable enough, and the most important position of a team is to find the ball The hand is about to belong to the goalkeeper.

According to Harry's statistics in private, Ron's overall training status has a lot to do with the success rate of the previous few attempts.

In addition to this - Harry also found that Perks seemed to have a bit of interest in Chaser Demelza Robbins, and Ron once mocked Demelza's flying posture "like a sleepwalking duck", He worried that Perks would bring emotion to the field.

"Don't forget we're one," Harry yelled, and resigned himself to flying away.

He glides lightly across the sky like a feeding owl, soaring higher and higher, until all he can see from the stands is a small black dot, keeping his gaze away from the sun, trying his best to Spot the Snitch in the flash of a telescope lens below.

"Urquhart in Slytherin got the Quaffle," a tranced voice drifted over the pitch, "he's the team captain, he's big, he's about the size of his players, I guess it's a special kind of The selection method - can hold down the broom when dealing with windy and other bad weather, of course, the weather is very good today, I saw the giant squid lying on the ice basking in the sun - "

The audience in the stands looked towards the Black Lake one after another.

The commentator for this game was indeed Luna. Her dress was the same as usual, with some fingernail-sized colorful pebbles mixed in her pale yellow fluffy hair, shining brightly in the sun.There was also a lion-shaped hat on the table in front of her, which was as big as a real lion's head. Harry knew that it could make a very realistic roar. glance at it.

"Urquhart started to attack, he looked very aggressive, I think it is more oppressive than the player who got the ball last time, the back seems to be wider—"

"It was him last time!" Professor McGonagall reminded her loudly.

The audience roared with laughter.Luna said blankly, "Yeah? I didn't recognize them, they all looked alike - oh, look, Ginny cut the ball, I like her, she's nice - there were three Slater The Lin players surrounded him, and Ginny passed the ball to Demirza, a girl who was also thin, Gryffindor seems to have a tradition of picking girls as Chasers, which is the opposite of Slytherin."

"Now it's Slytherin's turn to get the ball, and it went in, and the Gryffindor keeper missed it, which is a pity, maybe the sun was shining, but Ron looked deflated—"

"Ten to zero for Slytherin!" Professor McGonagall shouted into Luna's microphone.

Harry's heart sank. He lowered his flight altitude and saw Ron with his back to the goal expressionless.Perks and Gut were very close, a mass of fiery red hair - it was Ginny, yelling at the two of them angrily, "What are you doing?" At that moment, a swift Bludger shot at Harry Flying over, Harry jerked his head down as the Bludger flew past his scalp, and when he straightened up, he saw Gregory Goyle waving a bat and grinning at him.

Luna's ethereal commentary sounded from the stands again.

"Gryffindor's Seeker Harry came up, he was far away, maybe to adjust the tactics - Gryffindor played conservatively, their batsmen stayed in their own half and didn't want to come out " Luna said calmly: "We should be considerate of them, they are playing for the first time, of course, there may be some kind of tactics that I can't see, I don't know much about Quidditch..."

There was loud laughter from the stands.

The disadvantage of lacking the cooperation of two batters is still apparent. The three Gryffindor girls seem to be at a loss when facing the Slytherin Chaser, and they have to beware of the Bludger flying out of nowhere, Ginny Both attempts to snatch the Quaffle were forced to give up.

"The Slytherin players organized the attack under the leadership of the captain-huh? The Gryffindor batsman Perks finally moved away from his own goal. Will this be a welcome change?" Luna said: " But the other one is still going around in circles. He seems to be Ron's bodyguard. Although he is actually only two-thirds of Ron's size, a wooden stick is still very intimidating under the premise that he cannot use a wand— —”

"Oh, look! The three Slytherin Chasers broke through the half-court, and they're passing the ball to each other. Not sure who to throw the ball to? This is not the time to hesitate—"

"Slytherin used Kipling tactics," Professor McGonagall interjected.

Harry lowered his height nervously, his heart hanging in his chest—the so-called Kipling tactic refers to the three Chasers of a team approaching the opponent's goal at the same time, exchanging Quaffles quickly in high-speed movement, until the last moment. The person with the greatest positional advantage enters the scoring area and throws the ball, so that the goalkeeper on the defensive side cannot accurately judge who will be the main attacker, and he loses sight of the other.

Ron's face went pale, and the broom swinging back and forth between three huge rings showed that he hadn't made up his mind yet.Batter Gut slapped the air feebly, unable to do anything, at this moment—"Bang!" With a loud bang, a tricky Bludger hit the back of the head of the player in the silver-green jersey on the left, and he rolled over. Fly out.

It's Perks!

Harry thought for a moment that he had given up his orders to help Ginny and the others, but Perks salvaged something with a big drive across half-court, and then Ron finally made the right decision, plunging forward, in two A one-in-one chance to save Urquhart's throw.The field cheered.

"Well done!" Harry exclaimed, and Ron had a slight smile on his face, although it didn't matter that Harry was praising Perks. "Fight back!" Harry roared, "Gut, let them know how powerful you are!"

With a big smile on Gut's face, he caught the Bludger from Perks and aimed his backhand at Urquhart. With a bang, Urquhart staggered on the broom, straightened up nonchalantly, Terry made a rude gesture.Then a timeout was called.

"It's a good shot." In the stands, Grindelwald put down the binoculars and said.Dumbledore looked at the field with a smile, but did not speak.

At this time, Mrs. Hooch blew the whistle, Harry and the others landed, and the paramedics checked the Slytherin player who was hit in the back of the head. He kept shaking his head and looked dizzy, as if he had a concussion.But when Madam Pomfrey fed him a large potion, he was able to continue playing.

The competition started to get intense.This is an elegant rhetoric. Another way of saying it is to use unscrupulous means, and to be more straightforward——

"The game has become ugly." Luna said regretfully: "The Slytherin players seem to be suffering from clinginess, they stick close to each other, and the good girls in Gryffindor are not used to it. She seemed to really think so, and for the next 10 minutes she focused on 'more interesting' places, such as the oddly shaped clouds in the sky and the huge banner in the stands: a small silver and green snake He opened his mouth and swallowed the lion.

"I didn't see the bulge on the snake's belly." Luna said seriously.Professor McGonagall, standing aside, kept a straight face, flexing and stretching his fingers, as if trying to snatch the microphone from her.

Harry wasn't interested in banners.

He kept gliding above the field, catching occasional glimpses of the back of Draco Malfoy's head gleaming in the sun, and Draco adopted the opposite strategy to Harry's, gliding close to the turf.Both methods have their own advantages and disadvantages. If Draco happens to find the Snitch nearby, there will be no suspense in the game, but his search efficiency is obviously not as good as Harry's - but there is no way around this, the results of past games It proved that when Harry was in good condition, he could always find the Snitch first.

However, it was Harry's first time playing as a captain, which made him unable to help but focus on the players of his team.

On the field, Slytherin's Chaser Warrington took advantage of his size and kept blocking Ginny's sight. The other two players fixed Demirza tightly, looking like two fat heads with big ears A pathetic little tomato was caught in the cabbage.They headed straight for the ground, and Demirza couldn't get away from left and right, and was about to hit the ground, thanks to Gut's Bludger to help her out.

This is also the style and tactics that Slytherin is good at, and it is closer to a primitive form of Quidditch - mid-air collision, similar to the medieval horse spear fight, the only purpose is to knock down as many other players as possible from the broom Go down and leave the last one as the winner.These were told to the players when Wood was still alive, and he used it to mock the Slytherin team's brains from centuries ago.

Later, Harry found a detailed version in the book "The Amazing Quidditch".

"But sometimes it does work," Wood himself admits that the Slytherin team's tactics have merit: "Talented players are rare, but ordinary players combined with exaggerated size can easily gain the upper hand - except for seekers. They're generally weak," he said to Harry reassuringly.

On the court, the commentary stand has been silent for 5 minutes, because today's commentator seems to be distracted and completely immersed in his own world.However, Luna finally remembered her duty when fierce shouts erupted from the stands.

"Now Katie has the ball, she's an old player with a lot of experience," she said cheerfully. "Three Chasers in Slytherin are busy fouling, it's a smooth road ahead, just be careful not to be bludgered." Hit—oh, whoa, whoa," she let out a series of exclamations, her eyes bulging even more. "Katie's teammates cleared the way for her, and she's going to face the Slytherin keeper, sorry, I forgot his name—"

Professor McGonagall snatched the microphone angrily, and was about to say something when Luna suddenly opened her eyes, "Look!"

The crowd exclaimed.

Katie Bell seemed to have made a mistake that shouldn't have been made. She was diving with the Quaffle, and the opponent's goalkeeper watched her movement without blinking, trying to see something, but he was facing The same choice as Ron—the opponent was too fast, and it was too late to reveal his true intentions. He could only estimate a general direction and rush out, and the goal opened instantly.

At this time, if Katie turns suddenly—it's easy, because she weighs only half of the opponent—she will get an unguarded goal, but Katie just gave up and took the initiative to throw the ball in her hand. The Quaffle was thrown, very lightly, as if afraid that the opponent would not catch it.

The goalkeeper caught the ball easily.He froze, unable to believe his good luck.

There were loud sighs and boos from the stands.

Mrs. Hooch, the referee, puts the silver whistle in her mouth and is about to blow it. A botched match-fixing incident occurs in front of her, but she immediately changes her mind-"Harry!" Katie yelled.

Harry followed her gaze to see a small golden ball hovering quietly in the center of the Slytherin goal.

There was a surge of ecstasy in his heart, the broom accelerated rapidly, and everything in the field slowed down in his eyes: Draco just turned his head back, with a smile on his face, as if he was happy that his opponent made a major mistake; Slater Lin's keeper cheered with the Quaffle and ran up to Katie Bell to shake his fists in demonstration... This was the moment, Harry thought, leaning forward like a red-and-gold javelin, wiping The keeper flew overhead - Harry could even see his back molars grinning, and then he reached out and grabbed.

Have!Harry circled in the air, came to a stop just in front of the goal, raised his arms, and the Snitch's long, narrow wings poked out from between his fingers.

The stands were stunned for two seconds, but Luna was the first to react. Of course, it might be because she didn't think there was anything wrong. When the field was silent, she ended the game with the clearest voice.

"Harry caught the Snitch, game over."

Enthusiastic spectators pulled out beautiful flags from every corner of their bodies, and the stands instantly turned into a sea of ​​scarlet.Cheers echoed in the cold sky, mingled with the howls and groans of the Slytherins.Urquhart, the Slytherin captain, rushed over and yelled at Mrs. Hooch, accusing Gryffindor of cheating, but even the harshest referee couldn't find fault, and the behavior of trading ten points for 150 points was a big profit Earn extra money.

"Katie Bell - Katie Bell - Katie Bell -"

It was the first time Harry caught the Snitch, and people were shouting another player's name enthusiastically, but there was no jealousy in Harry's heart. He couldn't wait to jump off his broom, hugged Katie Bell tightly, and followed The audience on the field called her name together, and then more players rushed down and hugged together.

There was a little accident in the middle.

While Professor McGonagall was not paying attention, Luna secretly put on her lion head hat. The roar of the lion spread throughout the stands through the microphone of the commentary stand. Everyone was stunned and their eyes were confused. Harry saw McGonagall The professor's face was elongated, his mouth opened and closed, but no sound could be heard. He suspected that he was temporarily deaf.

There was no lack of smart people in the audience. Someone first thought of pulling out a wand and shooting fireworks into the sky, and then attracted a large number of imitators.

Ginny's fiery red hair danced in front of her eyes, and her face was flushed like a tempting treacle tart. Harry finally couldn't hold back the urge in his heart and kissed it.

Ginny was a little surprised at first, and then responded enthusiastically.

(End of this chapter)