Hogwarts Slytherin

"Slytherin must win!"

"Gryffindor must win!"

The cheers of the latter obviously outweighed the cheers of the former, because there were also Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws helping to cheer.

Slytherin's popularity is really bad.

"Remember, fair play. Safety first, competition second!" Mrs. Huo Qi kicked the box hard and stepped on the broom.

"Chirp!"

The whistle sounded and the game officially started.

Sirius was the first to rush out and grab the Quaffle, and the Gryffindor stands immediately burst into deafening cheers.

"Blake took the lead and ran with the ball. Can he score the first 10 points of today's game?" The Quidditch commentator was Ravenclaw's Rita Skeeter, who spoke quickly.

"He easily crossed Slytherin's defensive line, just like he easily betrayed the Black family! As the only Gryffindor of the Black family, has he thought about this move..."

"Hey!" Gryffindor booed loudly.

"Skeeter! I think we'd better focus on the game."

"Oh, of course. Slytherin's batter rushed up, oh! Merlin! He is so fast, and there is no doubt that he has a great broom. It seems that the Dolohov family did not imagine So decayed!—Oops, the Bludgers are coming.”

Lily held up the binoculars, her little face full of worry.

"Beautiful! Slytherin's batter hit the Bludger in the direction of Black, Flint covered it from the side, oh! Black dodged it, but unfortunately he also lost the Quaffle in his hand."

Reggie looked at Lily's head drooping in amusement, while Skeeter's voice continued on the stage.

"A beautiful Bludger! Ten points for Slytherin! Although Slytherin's batters are new players, they cooperated very well and won them precious 10 points! Congratulations to Slytherin!"

There was a green wave in the Slytherin stands, and the boy with the school emblem blew the trumpet vigorously.

In the next game, Anthony performed strongly and was very eye-catching.

Also very cruel.

During the Quidditch match, wizards would avoid the Bludgers, but Anthony chased the Bludgers throughout the game.

He was so fast that the Gryffindor players had to work hard.

"Oh, no, he's breaking the rules! This is an assault, a foul!"

Lily slapped the fence in front of her angrily, as if she suddenly thought that Reggie was nearby. She paused and whispered, "I mean, he was a bit more unscrupulous in his fight."

Reggie actually nodded in agreement.

Slytherin is indeed like this, he only cares about the results and not the process.

It could be seen that Potter was also very anxious. He was searching everywhere for the little golden snitch. Suddenly, he rushed out like an arrow. The Slytherin team members obviously also noticed his movements.

"Potter seems to have discovered the Snitch! He's about to take action." Rita Skeeter is very good at mobilizing the audience's emotions: "Oh my god, no, another Bludger attack! Potter had to avoid it, oh no! Bludger attack." The ball hit Weasley behind him!"

In the stands, Gryffindor glared at Slytherin!

Both colleges were greeting each other cordially, and the scene was extremely warm for a while.

Skeeter in the stands was also subtly fanning the flames. Mag, who was supervising from the side, always felt that her explanation was wrong, but couldn't explain why, so he could only glare at her.

Both the players in the game and the spectators in the stands were full of gunpowder.

The weather also became worse, and the cold air seemed to be stronger. Reggie looked up and saw that the sky was getting darker.

The crowd's dissatisfaction finally broke out after Anthony knocked down the Gryffindor batter.

After all, this was the third person he knocked off the broom.

Slytherin's cheers ignited Gryffindor's anger, and no one in the stands pulled out the wand first.

"passed out"

"All petrochemical"

"Big stick stuffed in front teeth"

“Fire Roasted Hot and Spicy”

……

Reggie had to avoid carefully and protect Lily beside him.

The professors were busy trying to stop it, but everyone was obviously overwhelmed by anger.

Team members at the game soon discovered the commotion in the stands.

"Look at that pure-blood traitor. Hey, he's still protecting the Mudblood of Gryffindor. He doesn't deserve to be in Slytherin at all. I'd say it's best..."

Flint didn't finish what he said next.

Because he fell off the broom.

"Oh, sorry, it was a mistake." Anthony said without sincerity while still maintaining the posture of swinging the ball.

It was his Bludger that had just knocked down Flint.

His teammates glared at him, ready to give him some trouble.

Reggie also felt a chill, and casually blocked the magic spell fired by an unknown person. He looked up to the sky not far away.

I couldn't help but shrink my pupils.

Densely packed Dementors!

The team members in mid-air were the first to feel such a dense concentration of Dementors, and they fell off their brooms with almost no resistance.

Fortunately, due to the commotion in the stands, the players were not flying very high.

"Hiss... what is that?"

"Dementors!"

"Reggie, I feel so cold." Lily felt cold all over, and her body was shaking uncontrollably. Fortunately, she still had the glass bottle that Reggie gave her.

But this bit of warmth was gradually losing its effect, and her lips trembled as painful memories began to flash through her mind.

"You monster!"

"Stay away from me, you and the Snape boys are monsters."

"How dare you read my letter? Get out!"

"She hangs out with Slytherins every day. Does she want to get into the pure-blood circle?"

"Mudblood, if I were you, I would get out of Hogwarts myself."

The pain hidden deep in her heart was replaying in her mind at this moment, and this brave and sunny witch couldn't help crying.

"Lily, Lily! Are you okay? Can you hear me?" Reggie endured the discomfort. The specially modified wizard robe made him look better than others.

"Reggie..."

Then Reggie saw that Lily seemed to have lost consciousness, there were too many dementors!

"Call God Guard!"

Still can’t use it!

Known as a genius of magic spells, he couldn't summon the Patronus Charm at all!

As far as he knew, Death Eaters were unable to summon the Patronus Charm. At this moment, he felt his own powerlessness for the first time.

The little red-haired witch fell to the side, and Reggie quickly reached out to hold her up, preventing her from falling into the gap between their seats.

There are too many dementors, and the silver light between the professors' staffs is gradually dimming.

There were only three professors to maintain order in today's game, and the stands were so big that the students were all spread out.

Reggie felt that his consciousness was beginning to blur...

He felt like he was back in the real world.

The rope wrapped around his neck.

The familiar feeling of suffocation...

"Call God Guard!"

An extremely strong silver light illuminated the entire Quidditch pitch.

Reggie saw the shadow of a huge phoenix.

He breathed a sigh of relief before losing consciousness.