"I hate this weather!" Albert took off his winter cloak and reached out to take the Quidditch costume that Charlie handed him and put it on himself.

Fred and George were ready, and they held hands with each other and circled around each other, showing off their outfits.

"It's a great outfit for you. Erin smiled and said to Albert, "You use Mark's Sweeping Six Stars, which is the fastest broomstick among us." ”

"I'll leave my broomstick to you for the time being, and you'll have to ride it to catch the Golden Snitch. Mark grinned and patted Albert on the shoulder and handed Albert his sweep six stars.

"Don't worry, I'll catch the Golden Snitch. Albert looked at the task panel when the others weren't looking, and sure enough, a new task appeared.

A belated victory

This Quidditch match has been going on for a long time, catching the Golden Snitch and winning for Gryffindor.

Reward: 500 experience.

"It's goggles. Charlie began to tell everyone, "When the game resumes, Albert will rise directly into the sky to find the Golden Snitch, ignore the others, and be careful not to be attacked." Fred, George, you help protect him and let Albert find the Golden Snitch as soon as possible to end this game, I don't want the game to go into the evening. ”

"You have so much confidence in me?" Albert suddenly felt something called pressure, carrying the expectations of others, and felt a little heavy.

"Of course, what else can we do but have faith in you?" said Charlie, of course, "and everyone is confident that you will be able to catch the Golden Snitch." ”

"Sounds like a lot of sense. Albert picked up the wand on his cloak, cast the Fire and Water Charm on his goggles, then put them on and followed the group outside.

Without an umbrella, the icy rain fell on Albert's body, and soon his clothes were drenched.

"It's unbelievable that half of the Gryffindor substitutes are first-year freshmen. Could it be that they have already given up the game, or is this actually the secret weapon of the Gryffin team?" the commentator couldn't help but exclaim after the Gryffin team made more appearances.

Not only the commentators, but also the other audience members who supported Gryffindor were puzzled, because most of the seniors would fly better than the freshmen who had just entered the school, could it really be some secret weapon?

In the eyes of the Slytherin audience, it is clear that the Gryffindor team has no other substitutes, and can only find a bunch of new players to fill up.

Albert stood on the court, listening to the cheers coming from all around him, and instead of feeling nervous about being noticed for the first time, on the contrary, he felt his blood boiling.

It's a completely different feeling than being a spectator in the stands.

Albert did not listen to what Mrs. Hooch was saying, and when the whistle blew, he flew into the air on his broomstick.

Rising into the air, Albert found himself in a blurry field of vision, making it difficult to see the location of his teammates, let alone find the Golden Snitch in the rain.

The Slytherin Seeker was right next to Albert, and the other party didn't lunge directly at him, and had no intention of fighting.

They looked at each other, just bowed slightly, and did not react otherwise. It seems that the Slytherin team is not all violent guys.

Both sides are patiently waiting for an opportunity, searching for the whereabouts of the Golden Snitch while alerting each other.

Albert looked down, red and green blurs in his eyes, and the audience hid in a sea of umbrellas.

"Beware, don't get distracted!" George swung his bat, flying a Bludger coming at Albert, and raised his bat to the nearby Slytherin Seeker, but ultimately failed to attack the opponent.

At least, this time the Slytherin Seeker was barely a normal person, and George had no experience in playing people in the game.

As the minutes ticked by, Albert was almost frozen under the rain, but as a hunter, Albert knew he needed to be patient, even if he searched for a long time in the sky and found no trace of the Golden Snitch.

A flash of golden light flashed near Slytherin's scoring ring, and Albert caught it with agility, almost instinctively leaning his broom forward, picking up speed and diving.

Is it the Golden Snitch?

Albert wasn't sure if he was seeing the Snitch or not, but he needed to gamble, and if he won, Gryffindor won, and if he loses, he doesn't have much to lose.

Since there is no loss, it is natural to gamble.

At this moment, Albert was lying on the broomstick, squeezing the speed of the sweeping six stars to the limit, and the Slytherin Seeker behind him also jumped to the broom to chase after Albert started to act.

Below, the narrator suddenly shouted at the moment when Albert accelerated: "The young Seeker of Gryffindor has begun to speed up, has he found the Golden Snitcher, and the current Slytherin Seeker is far behind." Ten minutes on the pitch, is Gryffindor going to win?"

"Look, the Slytherin goalkeeper is going to intercept the Seeker, and two pursuers are also in the cross, the Gryffindor Seeker is in danger, and the Slytherin players are going to continue to use despicable means to prevent Gryffindor from winning. ”

However, Albert's current situation is far more thrilling than the narrator said.

The moment the two sides staggered, Albert's body suddenly leaned to one side, narrowly dodged the Slytherin goalkeeper's fist, and his elbow came up slightly at the right time, hitting the chin of the Slytherin goalkeeper who passed by, and knocked off several teeth with the help of the momentum.

The two staggered past each other in thrilling excitement, and Albert continued to fly forward, already seeing the Golden Snitch in front of him, which was flying around the Slytherin scoring ring towards the outer wall.

"It's the Golden Snitch, Merlin's beard, the young Seeker easily dodging the goalkeeper's attacks, and sure enough, it's Gryffindor's secret weapon. ”

Just as Albert was about to catch the Golden Snitch, a bat flew from the side and slammed into Albert. Hearing the sound of the air breaking behind him, Albert immediately made a tactical move, and a sloth rolled and dodged the bat flying behind him.

Instead of hitting Albert, the bat flew towards the audience below, not knowing if it hit some of the hapless spectators.

"It's near, it's close. Albert stretched out his arm, and the moment he grabbed the golden snitch with his palm, he suddenly pulled up the broom, directly ninety degrees, to avoid crashing into the audience.

"Win!"

Albert stared at the golden snitch in his hand, and a pleasant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he succeeded.

Suddenly, there was a commotion below.

Originally, the Slytherin player who was following behind and tried to intercept Albert failed to brake in time, and as a result, he crashed headlong into the audience, and it seemed that someone had been hit.

As Albert lowered his height, he saw a gloomy Snape looking this way.

He held up the Snitch with a smile on his face and waved at Snape at the Snitch in his hand, no, he should have waved at the audience.

"Caught it, Gryffindor's youngest Seeker easily caught the Golden Snitch in just twelve minutes. Let's congratulate Gryffindor on winning the final match. The narrator shouted.

After saying that, he teased again: "I really didn't expect that the Slytherin team would end up losing at the hands of a freshman, I really hope their two players are okay, I think they hit it like it hurts." ”

However, no one cared about the narrator's ridicule, and everyone cheered for Gryffindor's victory.

As Albert landed, he felt someone crash into him, it was the Weasley brothers and the rest of the team, and they hugged each other and descended.

Charlie and the others also ran out of the locker room and waved excitedly in this direction.

Before Albert could come back to his senses, he was already carried into the air by a group of people. To be honest, the feeling of floating in the air was not comfortable, but it was a novel experience for Albert.