"Foul. ”

Charlie, who is chasing the Golden Snitch, is almost knocked off his broomstick.

"Sorry, I didn't see him!" There was no apology on Flint's face. As soon as he finished speaking, a Bludger flew in this direction, and Fred and George raised their sticks and circled Flint.

It turned out to be a dirty game, and it was no surprise to the crowd on the pitch, as Gryffindor vs. Slytherin gets into a lot of trouble every year.

However, Charlie's tough attitude exceeded everyone's expectations.

As soon as the Gryffindor players were attacked, they counter-attacked at the first time and the game began to shift towards brawls.

Mrs. Rolanda Hooch, who acted as the referee, was trembling with anger, blew the whistle incessantly, and called the two teams over and gave them a hard beating.

Charlie immediately admitted his mistake and apologized, but he himself said that his players had just not fully mastered the Transylvanian feints, which would lead to frequent accidents.

If it had been last year, before winning the Quidditch trophy, Charlie might have taken care of these issues. However, their trophies were played out in a forced manner, which directly caused Charlie to change his approach to the Slytherin team.

If the opponent doesn't plan to follow the rules of a Quidditch match, then you don't plan to follow the rules, and watching a player being bullied and not fighting back is definitely not Charlie's style.

Both teams continued to break the rules, and Mrs. Hodge's whistle and angry shouts echoed over the court.

Commentator Lee Jordan also decisively sided with Gryffindor and tried his best to beat the Slytherins, because they broke the rules first, which would lead to chaos in the game.

However, as long as you don't touch a certain line, the brawl is still a Quidditch match, it's just that the players on both sides are constantly breaking the rules.

In international Quidditch tournaments, there have been similar brawls more than once, and there have even been cases of shooting arrows at opponents with a wand, let alone a simple school match.

Halfway through the game, Gryffindor was the first to cut their squad and was sent off the pitch after Angelina was knocked out by Slytherin.

At this moment, the scores of the two sides have completely opened up, and at 140:40, the Gryffindor team is at a disadvantage.

"Angelina is alright!" Fred asked worriedly.

"Minor concussion. Charlie's face was ugly.

"Charlie, if we don't catch the Snitch soon, the other side will soon be far ahead of us in points, and whoever catches the Snitch will be doomed to lose the game!" Wood's face was full of worry, but he still didn't forget to remind.

No one wants to lose, and Wood is no exception.

"We don't have to worry about the outcome of the game, we teach those guys a hard lesson. George said, shaking his fist.

"Avenge Angelina!" Fred added. The two were just encircling the Slytherin Seekers, preparing to send each other off the stage first.

With fewer pursuers, it will be difficult for Gryffindor to regain points, and catching the Snitch is their only way to win at the moment.

"But...... Is that really good?" Wood looked at Charlie uneasily, and suddenly asked, "Charlie, are you ready to join the professional Quidditch team after graduation......?"

"No, I'm not going to go professional. I've spoken to Professor Kettleber and he'll give me a letter of introduction. Charlie shook his head, declining the invitation of the English Quidditch team to study the dragon.

Charlie is one of the few students to attend the Conservation of Magical Biology Improvement class, and he has a good relationship with Professor Kettleber and Hagrid.

In fact, Wood was worried that Charlie's decision would affect his future professional team, but since Charlie did not plan to join a professional team, he did not object to Charlie's decision.

The match lasted two hours and ended in a 310-70 defeat for Gryffindor.

In the aftermath, most of the players from both sides were hospitalized.

Professor McGonagall was shaking with anger, called Charlie over, and reprimanded him severely, but Charlie said that it was not their fault, that the Slytherins had done it first, and that they were aggressive.

Moreover, the two sides just violated the rules of the game, nothing more, nothing more!

"Violating the rules of the game, hundreds of fouls in a game, you tell me it's a violation of the rules of the game. Professor McGonagall finally locked Charlie in confinement. Charlie shrugged his shoulders, it didn't matter, he didn't regret his decision today.

"Professor, if the Slytherins were going to play with us, they would be willing to play each other. But don't they want to?"

Before leaving Professor McGonagall's office, Charlie said the fact in a calm tone, "Since the other party is unwilling, how can you blame me!"

Professor McGonagall was speechless for a moment, and finally lifted Charlie's confinement.

Charlie silently praised Albert in his heart, and his words were really sharp, and he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

If Madame Hodge could really help solve it, he wouldn't have to do that, but the problem is that he can't!

"Are you alright?"

Charlie emerges from Professor McGonagall's office and is surrounded by the team.

"Ok!" said Charlie, "to be scolded by Professor McGonagall. Still, Albert's rhetoric worked, and Professor McGonagall wanted to lock me up. ”

It would be very unfortunate to be locked up because of this.

Later, everyone went to the school hospital, and many of the players were injured, and when Albert first entered the school hospital, he saw George glaring at each other with the Slytherin students opposite, as if he was studying how to hurt each other with his eyes.

"It seems that you are in good spirits. Fred chuckled.

"It's not good. "George doesn't plan to be discharged from the hospital yet.

"Alright, Mr. Weasley, you can be discharged from the hospital, and you guys, don't crowd here!" Madam Pomfrey was treating other injured students.

"You're alright!" Albert said as he looked at Angelina.

"It's not good, my head still hurts, Madam Pomfrey said to stay in the hospital tonight. "Angelina was depressed, they lost again, and they lost miserably.

"Don't worry, I've avenged you!" Fred whispered, snorting toward a certain bed.

"I don't understand, it's just a Quidditch match, how can it be like this!" Madam Pomfrey nagged angrily, "Are you going to fight in a group?"

No one answered, and there was dead silence in the room.

However, Madam Pomfrey was right, and they did get into a fight, but on the Quidditch pitch.