The snow stopped, but the rain became heavier and heavier.

There was an icy chill in the air, but it never dampened the enthusiasm for Quidditch in the hearts of the spectators, who were cheering for their team.

In an inconspicuous corner of the spectator seat, Albert and a few roommates were watching the game, with a soaking wet Hagrid sitting next to them. Several people around them, completely ignoring the icy rain, were cheering for the Gryffindor team to score.

Albert lowered his monoculars and drew his wand to cast a fire and water spell on the lenses to prevent the rain from obscuring his vision.

On the Quidditch pitch, fierce encounters were thrown on. Slytherin never suffered, and they quickly seized the opportunity to counter-attack.

Covered by his teammates, Monty, the chaser carried the ghost ball into the scoring area, and Locke, a batsman not far away, cleverly seized the moment to hit the Bludger that flew towards him towards Gryffindor's goalkeeper Wood.

Wood was staring at Monty, trying to stop him from scoring, but he didn't notice a Bludger flying towards him, and when he heard the Bludger breaking through the air, he hurriedly dodged and dodged the attack of Bludger.

Before Wood could fully recover from his panic, Monty had already seized the opportunity, smashed through Danny's blockade, and grabbed the ghost ball towards Wood's face.

Except for the Slytherin accident, a wave of "fouls" rang out, and the heavy rain in the sky was faintly suppressed in this wave of sound.

In the audience, Albert watched this scene and felt that his face was hurting, and he must have been uncomfortable being pasted by the ghost ball.

"Quidditch is still a high-risk class!"

"What, what you were talking about, I didn't hear clearly. Hagrid, next to him, held up his binoculars, stared straight at the sky, and heard Albert's whisper and asked aloud.

"Nothing. Before Albert could sigh, he heard Fred next to him exclaim, "Oh no, Wood is going to fall!"

At this moment, most of the people in the audience stood up in horror and looked at Wood, who was spiraling down, some screamed in horror, and some closed their eyes, for fear of seeing Wood's tragic condition.

Wood, who was confused by Monty's ghost ball, was still in a state of vertigo, and he instinctively reached out and grabbed the broomstick, slid down the railing of the scoring ring, and fell on the lawn of the Quidditch pitch, the injury was not too serious.

Mrs. Hodge immediately blew the whistle to call the game out and fell to Wood's side to check on the goalkeeper's injury.

With an annoyed face, Madam Pomfrey walked onto the pitch with a gloomy face, using a spell to heal Wood's cheek injury and pour him a potion so that the Gryffindor goalkeeper could get back on the game.

Still, the violent Quidditch game annoyed Madam Pomfrey, who said that if anyone was injured, I would be sent to the hospital for a few days.

"Slytherin's Seeker Monty attacked Gryffindor's goalkeeper in an unheard of manner, and Slytherin scored another goal to now level the score at 80-50 with Gryffindor leading by 30 points...... Wait, the referee announced that Slytherin had committed a foul, and the goal just scored was invalid, and the current score between the two sides was eighty-forty. The narrator shouted excitedly, "Gryffindor has opened a forty-point advantage, and the Seekers on both sides are currently looking for traces of the Golden Snitch, who will catch the Snitch first? ”

Unfortunately, due to the bad weather and the poor visibility around it, it was not easy to find the Golden Snitch, and the game continued.

Wood recovered and gave the Gryffindor crowd a big boost, and the audience echoed with Gryffindor's cheers.

Mrs. Hodge blew the whistle again and the game continued. It will be interesting to see how the Gryffindor team will fight back. The Ravenclaw commentator was so engrossed that he had completely forgotten that he was commenting on a Quidditch match.

"Kill the Slytherins, kill Monty, kill the Slytherins, kill the Montay!" At this moment, the Gryffindor audience erupted in such an unprecedented roar.

The sound gave Albert the inexplicable illusion that he was actually watching a duel, not a Quidditch match.

A few minutes later, the Gryffindor players lived up to their expectations and launched a new round of revenge against the Slytherins, targeting Monty, a chaser who had just attacked Wood with a ghost ball.

Mark and Erin are a couple, the two sides have a super tacit understanding, the two just exchanged a look in mid-air, Mark accelerated directly towards the batsman Locke. With the help of her boyfriend, Irene knocks the Bludger out of the way, targeting Montay, who is surrounded by the three acrobatic brothers.

Monty was blocked by the three of them, and thought that the three chasers next to him were about to make a black hand at him, but he didn't realize that the real lore came from the Bludger in the back.

"Oh my God, it hit, the Bludger hit Montay with a Bludger shot by the violent batsman, it hurts a lot, I hope he can break a few more ribs...... Ahem, I mean I hope he's okay!" the commentator coughed lightly and quickly changed his words, "The referee didn't blow the whistle, and there is no doubt that there was no violation in this counterattack." ”

Although the Slytherin team took the opportunity to win 10 points, their pursuers had already injured their hands and fell to the ground, and the gains were completely outweighed.

"What's the matter, Madam Pomfrey didn't show up, is it ......" the narrator gloated in his tone, "Doesn't our head nurse like the Slytherin players either?"

Montei was forced off the field because the devastated Madam Pomfrey had returned to the hospital and was clearly unable to continue the game without treatment.

Albert saw through his monoculars a dark-faced Snape pull out his wand and conjure a stretcher, asking several students to take Monte to the school hospital on the second floor of the castle.

It is said that it only took Madam Pomfrey a few seconds to help Monty pick up the broken ribs, but the unlucky man was clearly no longer able to play.

According to the official rules established by the Department of Magical Sports: In the event of a disability, no other athlete may be substituted.

This means that Slytherin has one less chaser.

However, the vast majority of Gryffindor viewers are wondering why it wasn't Slytherin's Seeker Marcus Flint who went down?

However, this dirty game of Quidditch has only just begun.

Slytherin was at a disadvantage because they were missing one player, and they began to attack Gryffindor's players in a blatant manner.

A series of changes on the field made Albert stunned, in the monoculars, the four batsmen flying under the rain on broomsticks actually fought together with their bats like swordsmen.

Fred and George, who were next to him, were muttering, "Hit him, yes, aim at his head...... prick him in the eye ......" and other violent words.

The Slytherin players went together to besiege Charlie and prepare to send Charlie off the field first, and once Gryffindor lost the Seeker, it would basically mean losing the game.

In the end, a group of people on broomsticks scuffled together in the sky, and the most lethal was the batsmen on both sides, who were attacking the opposing player's players with their bats, and Erin also knocked off Locke's bat, and the unlucky bastard was knocked on the elbow by Eileen's stick, and before he could recover, he was kicked by Jack and almost fell off the broomstick.

However, there were several Gryffindors on the side who were also slightly injured.

Enraged, Mrs. Hodge ruled that the four batsmen were leaving, and even though it wasn't within the rules, who had just made the four hit the hardest?

In Lady Hodge's words, staying on the court is a disgrace to Hogwarts.

The original fifteen-person venue suddenly lost five people, and the huge stadium felt a lot empty all of a sudden.

Even without the batsmen, the Gryffindor chasers still had a way of doing what it was like a relay ceremony, taking the bats from the departing batsmen. At least, that's what Danny did, and the acrobat was able to act as a pursuer and batsman at the same time.

This time, they're targeting Slytherin's Seeker, Marcus Flint.

Charlie, Jack and Mario compressed Marcus' flight space from three directions, squeezing the Seeker to the edge of the course. Then, they each performed Mark's feints, waving their fists and kicks to greet each other unceremoniously.

As for hitting the target?

Sorry, that was a tactical mistake.

Free throws, nobody cares.

As long as you can take out the opponent's Seeker, the victory of the match will naturally belong to Gryffindor.

"Charlie, didn't you say it's forbidden to use Mark's feints?" Jack teased his captain as he swung his elbow at Marcus, "accidentally" hitting the opponent's kidney, and his own nose was crooked by a fist swung from the right side.

In the rear, Danny, who was holding the ghost ball in one hand and a bat in the other, had already caught up, and he was "hunted" by two Slytherin pursuers.

Danny tossed the go-in ball to Jack, and beckoned to Marcus behind with his bat, ready to oust him from the stage once and for all.

However, Danny didn't know that Jack, who had just caught the ghost ball, was the first to be unlucky, one of the two Slytherin pursuers hit him directly, and the other kicked him in the body, Jack was kicked off the broom before he could react, fortunately he also grabbed the flying broom with one hand, and crashed into the audience, choking enough.

Fortunately, it didn't fall into the Slytherin audience, otherwise it would have been a large-scale brawl, and a group of spectators joined in beating Jack.

"Danny, you're actually cheating on me!" Jack clutched his injured waist and couldn't help but curse.

On the other hand, Slytherin's Seeker situation was also a bit bad, and Marcus, who was blocked by the three, was beaten violently by the three.

A shrill whistle pierced the rain, and an angry Mrs. Hodge called the players from both sides over and gave them a hard beating.

"Have you forgotten what I said at the beginning?" Mrs. Hodge sprayed directly, spitting on everyone's faces, "Since you can't participate in the competition fairly and honestly, then let me stay in the audience, and I'll give you an hour to let your respective alternates participate in this game in your place." ”

"What's going on?" Albert couldn't help frowning as he watched the players on both sides being harshly reprimanded by Mrs. Hodge, because the game didn't continue, and both teams returned to their respective lounges, and the commentators didn't know what was going on.

However, everyone quickly got the latest information.

"We have just received an update on the fact that all players have been sent off due to the egregious behaviour of both teams in the match that seriously violated the rules of the Quidditch match. The commentator read in surprise the information he had just gotten, "Oh my God, to be honest, this is the first time I've heard of all teams being sent off. The two sides will have an hour to pick a new batch of players to replace them and continue the game. ”

"Let's go, go to the locker room. Wet and wet, Fredra led George and Albert towards the locker room, his face full of excitement that could not be concealed, "It's time for us to play!"

Before leaving, Albert glanced at the Slytherin Seeker, the unlucky man being helped into the locker room, and Snape, who was following them, had a gloomy face.

"What the hell are you doing?"

As soon as Albert stepped into the locker room, he heard Professor McGonagall shouting, and the dean glanced angrily at the players.

"Sorry professor, but as you can see, it was the Slytherins who did it first, and they don't seem to intend to play with us fairly and honestly. Charlie, as the captain of Quidditch, immediately stood up and scolded everyone, and held Professor McGonagall's angry gaze very hard: "So, I have to take other ways to ensure the safety of our players, don't worry, I have made arrangements, and the victory of this game will definitely be ours." ”

Professor McGonagall was also stunned, and then heard Charlie say, "Look, our alternates have arrived. ”

"Looks like you're going to let a few of us play?" Fred winked at Charlie and said, "That stick just now was really good, I saw Marcus being helped away." ”

Professor McGonagall immediately stared at Fred, who immediately shut up.

"Kyle, you're playing as a goalkeeper for the time being, taking Wood's place, and you're the only one here who has experience as a goalkeeper. Charlie said to the freckled teenager on his face that he was the chaser substitute for this team, but the situation was not too good now.

"You two take over as the batsmen, Albert is the Seeker, and Angelina, isn't that girl coming?" Charlie didn't see Angelina, so he said to Danny, "Go get that girl, and ......"

Gryffindor can also quickly put together a full bench team, although far less than the regular players, but everyone has the experience of playing together, and I believe it is no worse than the Slytherin side of the team.

"Come on Albert, you're our secret trump card, don't let me down. Charlie reached out and patted Albert on the shoulder and said, "Whether we can win the game or not depends on you, we must catch the Golden Snitch." ”

The corners of Albert's mouth twitched, he knew that Charlie's statement that he was a secret ace was just a word of encouragement, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

It's just that Professor McGonagall next to her frowned slightly, looking at the several freshmen who took over the players, and was a little puzzled by Charlie's arrangement.

"They're alternates, they're going to be in the regular squad next year to take over the place of the departing regulars, don't worry, they've all been trained well. Charlie seemed to have guessed what Professor McGonagall was trying to say, and quickly explained.

"Well, now that you've decided!" Professor McGonagall said, looking at the rest of the group, "I don't expect you to do well, but at least don't get me in any trouble." ”