The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Chapter 308 Chapter 307 White Robe Dumbledore

The sport of Quidditch originated in the eleventh century. Since it was invented, it has been a highly concerned and inspiring collective competitive activity in the wizarding world. It has been developed to this day and is loved by wizards almost all over the world.

Linde has watched several Quidditch matches organized by the school, and he has a sense of sight of watching a large-scale acrobatic performance. Wizards and wizards on brooms chase small black dots in the sky. This not only tests the personal ability of the players, but also tests the audience. eyesight, so keep a pair of binoculars with you if you can.

The whole game can be regarded as the Seeker's personal hero performance. After all, the rule is that once the Golden Snitch is caught, the corresponding team will add 150 points, and the game will be over.

In comparison, normal goals are only scored ten points each time. Such a huge gap often makes an excellent seeker play a key role in reversing the outcome of the game and finalizing the game.

Interestingly, in the original Quidditch rules, the position of the Seeker did not exist. Its origin can be traced back to a game in 1269, when an upper class in the magic world brought a magical creature "Golden Snidget" Come to watch the game, and declare that any player who catches the Snidget will be rewarded with a hundred and fifty gold Galleons.

This rule has continued and evolved into the core gameplay of modern Quidditch. The magical creature Snidget was replaced with an artificial magic ball called the Snitch, and the reward of 150 Galleons was also changed to 150 points.

Probably everyone likes to see individual heroism on the field, which makes people excited and wishes to replace it.

Linde is not a fan of Quidditch, but if there is a Gryffindor game, he will definitely help out.

The trick to watching the game is to choose a team you like, quarrel with everyone, cheer for your players' wonderful operations, and get high blood pressure for the abstract behavior on the court. can have fun.

Harry asked Linde to come and watch before the final, and Linde agreed to appear in the auditorium as scheduled.

Gryffindor students pulled long ribbons in the middle of the stands to cheer the players on.

They waved their magic wands, making the silk ribbon move without wind, like a bright and fresh hairtail in the sea, and every capital letter of "Lion Charge" on it was shining with colorful light.

The day of the game was sunny, Gryffindor played against Slytherin, and three quarters of the students supported Gryffindor. They waved the red flag with the lion's emblem on it, and shouted "huha", "huh" in the stands. Huh" yell.

Professor McGonagall appeared in the first row with a serious and amiable smiling face. She was dressed formally. This cat-changing witch has been fond of Quidditch for many years. She is the number one Quidditch fan in Gryffindor. She is here to support her team, and the commentator next to her, Lee Jordan, is extraordinarily active.

As a well-known neutral commentator, Lee Jordan's business ability is top-notch.

"Welcome all students and professors to visit the final of the Hogwarts Quidditch Cup. I am your commentator, Lee Jordan!"

"Okay, we see the Gryffindor players on the field, they are the goalkeeper and leader Leed, the young and excellent Seeker Harry, the agile and smart batsman Weasley Brothers, and the strong Chasers Bell, Johnson and Spinnett.

"Considering all aspects, I can tell everyone responsibly that this lineup has been the strongest combination in Gryffindor College in recent years, and it is generally believed that this is the best team in Hogwarts in recent years. Team!"

"The Slytherin players on the other side also came on the field. Whoa, to tell you the truth, I have seen a lot of Quidditch players, but I have never seen a player who just practiced blocks. Pinched?

"Then I have to kindly remind you that the gentlemen of the Department of Magical Sports and Sports have listed more than 700 methods of Quidditch fouls. I hope they don't make unwise moves, otherwise today's referee, Ms. Hooch, will blow the whistle broken!"

Such an unbiased commentary attitude caused loud booing from the Slytherin audience.

"Woo--"

Although the wizards of Slytherin were united to the outside world, they obviously lost more than one chip in terms of momentum.

The disadvantage of the number of people is one reason, and the most important factor is that the head of Slytherin is not there, and there is no old bat town with a menacing demeanor like a dark cloud. In the vast ocean of the people of Cici, they huddled together to keep warm.

Standing on the sunny lawn, Harry turned his head to look at the auditorium. He saw Lind, with an excited look on his quiet face, waving his hands vigorously, and Hermione and Neville. Only he didn't see Mr. Jim, didn't see Sirius and Lupine.

Looking at the Slytherin seat opposite, he didn't see Snape, looked around, but didn't see Dumbledore.

The Weasley brothers patted Harry on the shoulder.

"Brace yourself, boy, who are you looking for?"

"It's nothing." Harry lowered his head and smiled, and when he raised his head again, he had returned to a serious demeanor, carefully sizing up his opponent in this match. Slytherin players were generally tall and burly, but Draco Malfoy looked thinner, and Harry's cold gaze made his face even paler.

Captain Wood encouraged the players loudly: "Let's take down those snake cubs and let them see who is the number one Hogwarts team!"

"Gryffindor!" shouted Chaser Angelina.

"Win!" the players yelled.

The shouts spread under the sky, and the surrounding stands were like valleys, echoing like a tsunami.

"Phew - we must win! -"

Linde also waved the flag vigorously with a smile in the enthusiastic crowd.

His eyes caught sight of the White Tower on the North Cliff, a bright silver pillar against the blue sky. He knew that the resurrection ceremony was going on in the tower at this time.

Linde's memory diverged slightly, and he returned to two days ago.

...

Godric's Hollow.

The last time I was here was more than three months ago.

Linde still had a fresh memory of this place, but there was nothing worthy of nostalgia. This time, it was to accompany the wizards who held the resurrection ceremony to collect the bones of the dead. Dumbledore took the initiative to invite him, and the old wizard seemed to have something to say, not to Grindelwald, but to his most trusted student.

So everyone came, a total of eight people.

They arrived at the remote village at dusk.

The old wizard Dumbledore didn't wear the casual and loose pajamas today, but changed into a very formal dress, as if he was going to attend some important ceremony.

When Linde reunited with everyone, he recognized at a glance that Dumbledore was wearing the white robe presented by Gandalf.

"Professor, why did Gandalf give you this white robe that symbolizes status?"

"He said that he has a lot in his closet, and he has saved it for many years and has never had a chance to wear it. He saw that my size was right and gave me one."

Linde: "..."

very good, very powerful. Gandalf has long wanted to usurp Saruman, right?