The Pacifist Necromancer of Hogwarts

The unlined Ravenclaw Chaser looked pale and raised a hand in a vain attempt to show that he had no intention of touching the Snitch. His other hand hung down at an odd angle, resting loosely on the broom handle.

Slytherin's snake curled up pitifully on the bleachers where Slytherins gathered, unwilling to let its beautiful tail touch the messy paint.

Several students - with the tacit approval of the professor in attendance - squeezed menacingly between the other students with their wands raised, and cast a dozen Cleanses on the fluttering flags. But because the banners were hung too high, they could only clean the bottom circle.

A student moved near Anthony, looked at the Gryffindor students gathered together, and then looked at Anthony and Hagrid standing at the front of the stands. He pursed his lips stubbornly and ran up the stairs, trying to clean up the silk. Apply paint chips in pink, purple, and gold.

But he raised his wand in vain, and only removed a few smears of paint. It is conceivable that among the proud Slytherins, very practical household magic such as cleaning up is not their first choice of magic spells when practicing.

There was a hint of embarrassment on the student's pale face. He stared at the banner and took a deep breath: Clean it up!

Under his gaze, a small piece of dry and cracked white paint slowly disappeared, and the other part swayed loosely. With the breeze, it slowly floated down from the Slytherin flag and passed by. The Ravenclaw Must Win sheet fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

Gryffindor, who was on the high platform at the back of the stands, mocked: Jump higher, maybe you can reach that brown one. Oh, it looks like a snake, you can't bear it, can you?

Don't be ridiculous, that piece is too high. I suggest setting the target to the pink one.

Do you need a ladder? Another person laughed, I can conjure one up for you, just say 'please'.

Cleaned up.

Suddenly, the nearby paint disappeared. In the midst of the riot of colors, a large emerald green flag background suddenly appeared.

Anthony withdrew his wand, and the Slytherin student turned around, glanced around quickly, and finally settled on him. He stared at him as if Anthony who had dunked all Slytherin suddenly had no head again. Anthony smiled at him, and he murmured Thank you as if he was startled, and hurried back.

Henry? Hagrid asked doubtfully.

Anthony shook his head and did not answer. It was one thing for him not to appreciate the snake and the snitch on the painting, but it was another thing entirely to scribble on the Slytherin flag.

Even though due to temporary school rules, the Ravenclaw students did not let the paint tubes show their language arts and just threw various colors on this huge and exquisite piece of silk, but everyone knew the representative sentences of these paint tubes - —The squiggles on the domes of the Hogwarts corridors shine brightly.

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That's a good move! Flint said to the batter approvingly, put down his broom, and reiterated with Mrs. Hooch the rule that no one except the Seeker is allowed to touch the Golden Snitch and pointed out that Ravenclaw should be cancelled. qualification for the competition.

But an angry Mrs. Huo Qi refused this ruling method: I already blew the whistle when we encountered it!

Blowing the whistle is only a warning of a foul, it does not mean a suspension of the game! said the Slytherin players.

An overly angry Ravenclaw waved a tube of paint that failed to fly up - it was whining, simulating the sound effect of lifting off - and dropped a large piece of blue paint on his Head of House's head. . Professor Flitwick ignored it and hurriedly jumped down from the steps of the stand, confirming with the Ravenclaw team members what had just happened and checking their injuries.

Do you think your behavior is not a serious foul? Mrs. Hooch said, looking sharply at the Slytherin team surrounding her, According to the most severe penalty, I can directly judge the Ravenclaw team to win. !”

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I really want to know what they are talking about. Ron murmured, staring closely at Mrs. Hooch. Can't Fred and George come up with something really useful?

Hagrid also asked: How's it going, Henry?

Anthony looked around, everyone was paying attention to Mrs. Hooch, who kept shaking her head. The tall Slytherins surrounded her, and then the Ravenclaws stepped in through the gap, saying something angrily.

I'll go take a look, he said, pushing his way through the crowd.

Other students were talking about this domino-like foul play. Some people think that without Slytherin's stick, Ravenclaw's Chaser would not have encountered the Snitch at all, and this does not count; some people think that in the end all this is due to him not wearing underwear, and they can only admit that Bad luck. If he had been lined, the Seeker would have just reached into his sleeve to reach the Snitch, and Ravenclaw would have won.

Anthony walked over to the two groups arguing around Mrs. Hooch. The Slytherins gathered around the stands and saw him coming to make way. Snape did not appear on the Quidditch pitch, leaving a group of children of all sizes in the stands, none of whom dared to stop a professor running around.

The Slytherin senior I had seen through the telescope was lying on the railing, leaning his head and saying, The touching rule is the most basic Quidditch foul.

I don't need you to teach me the rules of Quidditch, young man. Mrs. Hooch glared at him, Do you think no one has thought of such a method like you?

She points out that one batter once tried to knock the opponent's Seeker straight out. Although he later argued that this was because the opponent's bald head made him mistake it for a reflective Quaffle, the Department of Magical Games and Sports still took into account the Seeker who almost died on the field when formulating the rules. A batter shall not hit any player—

Any player's head, said the senior Slytherin. I could see clearly that the hit was on the arm. It was purely an accident, Mrs. Hooch, and I believe our batter was just While rushing towards the Bludger, I accidentally touched this classmate's arm. He definitely didn't do it on purpose.

There are no Bludgers in that direction! the injured Chaser shouted over Professor Flitwick, who was holding his arm for inspection.

Mrs. Huo Qi also said: This is a very obvious intentional foul!

Okay, then I think I may have understood it wrong, madam. The senior Slytherin said immediately, stopping Flint who wanted to argue with his eyes, Even so, this is completely different from hitting the head. Same thing. Penalty, right? We take it - just touching the snitch is a penalty according to the rules.

After experiencing the unexpected result invalidation, Mrs. Huo Qi obviously studied the rules and foul records of Quidditch. Anthony alone met her several times in the archives room. He saw this sassy lady covering her head and sighing as she flipped through the heavy records. Sometimes she laughed out loud because of some outrageous foul play, which attracted the dissatisfied look of Mrs. Pince.

She was quick to cite a recorded foul, noting that a batsman in a major game knocked a passing hedgehog into the opponent's Seeker, while his own Seeker Taking advantage of the chaos, he caught the Golden Snitch. After the hedgehog was grabbed by the nose and thrown off the field, angry fans threw pincushions filled with pins, sharp brooches and more hedgehogs onto the pitch.

Under the protest of the management personnel who were cleaning up the venue, in principle, no more than five hedgehogs were allowed to appear within one kilometer near the competition venue, and this behavior was stipulated as a serious foul in subsequent competitions.

But, ma'am, I remember that the Wimborne Hornets' batsman once knocked the wasp's nest against the Arrows' Seeker, causing the Arrows' Seeker to quit the game. Slytherin's student argued. Said, People have no doubts about this verdict because this is where the Hornets got their name.

Judging from Mrs. Huo Qi's expression, he was right. She frowned, looked up at the Slytherin in confusion, and insisted, But I'm pretty sure there are rules about hedgehogs.

That's right. The other party agreed, But I think that may be more because... well, the game you mentioned is a major game?

Anthony, who had been listening, asked curiously: What major game is it?

The World Cup finals, Mrs. Hooch affirmed, Flanders and Transylvania, their violation records take up a whole folder.

When was that? Anthony asked.

Uh, the first World Cup... the end of the 15th century? Mrs. Huo Qi slapped her head, By the way, the Hornets were even before the hedgehogs! The Hornets were established in 1312!

Both the founding of the Wasps and (from all perspectives) the record-breaking first World Cup final provided good material for later generations to formulate the rules of Quidditch.

When the rules were being written, the 1849 Amendment to the Quidditch Rules stipulated that the batter's bat could only hit Bludgers, and that any other object used to interfere with the opposing team - especially the opponent's Seeker - would It is a serious foul.

Under the most severe penalty regulations, it will be directly deemed that the opponent has caught the snitch, and the game will end with an additional 150 points. In similar situations, only once did the referee determine that interference was valid. It was later discovered that this was because he placed a huge bet of three thousand galleons on a certain team's victory before the game.

After much consideration, Madam Hooch announced that Slytherin had been given a penalty kick and Ravenclaw's Chasers were dismissed as other objects interfering with the Seeker.

Roger! After patting the frustrated Chaser, the Ravenclaw captain shouted to the stands, Ready to play!

Roger Davis was sitting in the stands discussing the amendments to the Quidditch rules with his classmates. When he heard the captain's shout, he jumped up from his seat and then turned around twice in confusion: Me, team leader?

I will call whoever is Ravenclaw's substitute Chaser, the captain said.

Roger said: That's me. He looked at Mrs. Huo Qi with some doubts, and still hurried to the dressing room to change clothes.

The classmates shouted from behind: Remember to wear underwear! They had run out of paint, and the Slytherin snake crawled in the clean area at the bottom of the flag, looking at them coldly.

The exiting Ravenclaw Chaser came over with a stern face, his arm having been healed by Professor Flitwick. As something other than a Bludger, like the nose-taught hedgehog years ago, he needs to be cleared out of the arena.

You can't substitute players in the middle of a game! said Flint, staring at Mrs. Hooch like a panting bull.

Athletes cannot be replaced due to disability in the middle of the game! Ravenclaw's Chaser said uncompromisingly as he was about to leave the game. This is not due to disability. Guess what? He moved himself provocatively. Flexible arms, glaring at the batsman who gave him a hit.

His captain shooed him away amid sneers from the Slytherin team, and then argued his case to Madam Hooch. When Roger hurried over in full Quidditch uniform, Ravenclaw had already won the debate.

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How about it, Henry? Hagrid shouted from afar. Hagrid's children, the group of first-year Gryffindors, also clung to the railing tightly and looked at Anthony anxiously.

Ron said loudly: Look at the expressions on Slytherin's face, they must not be getting the favor! Isn't it, Professor Anthony?

Anthony squeezed back to Hagrid: Play on! Slytherin was given a penalty kick, and Ravenclaw's chaser was replaced by Roger Davis!

Ravenclaw could have caught the Snitch directly! Seamus hammered the seat with hatred, causing Hermione, who was reading a book, to raise her head in shock.

Hermione looked at Harry and Ron, sighed, turned her back firmly to them, and turned another page of Hogwarts: A School History on her lap. From the moment the Ravenclaw Chaser encountered the Golden Snitch, she opened the book with a snap. (I just said I should bring some entertainment. Every time there's a Quidditch match, something goes wrong.)

Boys, she muttered, reliving the quarrel that broke out between Salazar Slytherin and the other three founders when he refused to accept Muggle-born students.

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What, can I substitute someone? Harry said, I thought I could either live and play, or die gloriously. He met Anthony's gaze and shrugged, Quoted from our captain.

Anthony said: I heard that substitutions cannot be made due to disability, but it seems that substitutions can be made for other reasons. He shook his head, not quite understanding this rule.

It makes sense. Harry said thoughtfully, Wood told me that there was a game that lasted for several months, and the substitute had to replace his teammates so that they could take a break.

Anthony nodded: Mrs. Hooch seems to have said the same thing. She mentioned something like a golden snitch that is always flying around the swamp.