The game is about to begin.

Players from both sides have flown out of the waiting area and lined up in turn.

The jubilant sounds in the surrounding stands were like dropping bombs into the deep sea.

Wave after wave of water converges into a sea of red and green.

The boring conversation between Ron and Anthony also ended in an instant.

All eyes were on the pitch.

Mrs. Hodge was the referee, and she was standing in the center of the court.

"Listen, what I like to see is a fair, honest game."

The players from both sides gathered around her, and Mrs. Hodge said to them solemnly.

However, everyone present knew very well in their hearts that this sentence was specifically addressed to the captain of the Slytherin team, Marcus Lint, a sixth-year student.

Harry looked at the strong man who seemed to have some mongolic blood, and couldn't help but feel a little panicked in his heart.

For weeks, rumors have been circulating throughout Hogwarts that Marcus was going to attack him.

The Slytherins were clamoring to give him a memorable game.

As for what exactly they call unforgettable.

Harry guessed it wasn't for him to get out of the pitch unfit.

"Harry!"

"Harry!!"

"Harry!!

There was a sudden sound in the stands, and in that sea of red and gold, everyone was cheering for him.

On the high platform, there were even people holding huge banners.

'Potter wins!' The words fluttered in the air.

"Harry!"

Even Hermione, who has always been 'steady', waved her arms vigorously, and several friends in the stands waved their limbs to cheer him on.

This scene was watched by Harry.

An unprecedented passion and confidence filled his chest, and his body was boiling with blood, making his face flush rapidly.

Fear is swept away.

"Are you ready?"

"Toot~~~" Mrs. Hodge blew her silver whistle vigorously.

With a loud sound, fifteen brooms rose from the ground.

The competition has officially begun.

Gryffindor's Angelina is currently riding with very good flying skills and a nice side swing that manages to grab the Quaffle.

"Oh! Angelina snatched the Quaffle, a beautiful emergency stop, and the Slytherin spun around, and the three pursuers looked like a fool! ”

Jordan, who served as the game commentator, naturally had as positive his ass as he wanted.

Gryffindor, it's impossible not to take sides.

"Jordan!"

"I'm sorry, Professor."

Professor McGonagall sat next to Jordan, keeping a close watch on him.

"Wait, Marcus is rushing over, pretty! A wonderful pass, now it's Arya who gets the ball. ”

"Marcus didn't seem to be willing to lose, he rushed again, oh! Gryffindor passes the ball again, and now it is Gryffindor's chaser Katie Bell who has the ball. ”

"Haha! Look at him, Marcus is like a fool being teased by Gryffindor players! ”

At this point, George also made a big difference, and he hit the flying Bludger with precision. Let it fly towards Slytherin pursuer Derian Puse, who is on his way to steal the ball.

At the tip of his teammates, Driampsey narrowly dodged the Quaffle.

But also missed the chance to intercept Katie Bell.

"Katie Bell has come to Slytherin with the ball, is he going to shoot?"

"Nope! It was a feint, and he passed the ball to Angelina. ”

"Angelina pitches the ball and the ball goes in !!"

"Gryffindor, ten!"

"Oh!!" As the Gryffindor team got off to a winning start, there was a brief wave of red-gold in the stands.

The race then heats up.

As Anthony expected, the Slytherin team has seriously regressed in strength after a major reshuffle, and the former captain and chaser have graduated one after another, making them no longer at the level they used to be.

The second is the reduction in training, which has led to insufficient run-in time for this new team.

Of course, a large part of it comes from self-pride.

And this time, Gryffindor was really well prepared.

The end result is that the hard power of the two teams is not at the same level at all.

Aside from the violations, Anthony really couldn't think of any possibility of Slytherin winning.

Next, the score was almost one-sided, and the Gryffindor team kept scoring, and in just ten minutes, the score was expanded to seventy-zero!

In the stands, the Gryffindors were already in a sea of joy. Their cries echoed in the icy sky.

...

"Let's go."

It's Hagrid.

He walked over the staircase.

Anthony and Hermione squeezed each other to make room for Hagrid to stand.

"How? How much is more than how much? ”

"Seventy to zero. We are leading. Ron said excitedly.

"Oh! Is it? Hagrid also said happily: "I just saw Gryffindor score in the binoculars. ”

He gestured to the large telescope that hung around his neck.

"What a beautiful fight!"

"Isn't there a trace of the Golden Snitch yet?"

"Nope." Ron said, "Harry is still looking." ”

"Hmm... There's no way around it, sometimes it depends on luck. Hagrid held up his binoculars and struggled to search for Harry in the air.

Harry, at this time, was hovering high in the air, which was a predetermined plan to prevent him from being shot down by a Slytherin batsman.

"Angelina again! A wonderful segment grab. ”

'She's got the ball now, she's fast, she's under the Slytherin goal.

"Oh, is she going to pitch?"

"No, or a postback?"

"Oh my God, we've all been lied to. She didn't pass back and threw the ball directly. ”

"Beautiful tactics, plus ten points for Gryffindor."

Damn it!

At this point, Marcus was furious, and he fell for Gryffindor. I thought they would cooperate so well.

Then he glanced at Wood in front of the Gryffindor frame, and the guy actually snorted when he saw his sight!

From the start of the game to the present, Slytherin has not had a single shot on goal.

No!

It can't go on like this.

The score is getting bigger and bigger, and if it goes on like this, even if they get the Golden Snitch in the end, they may lose this game.

This is not uncommon for Quidditch players.

"Derian Psy!"

Marcus shouted into the crowd. All the players looked at him.

He gestured high in the air. Afterwards, the rest of the Slytherin players understood.

Then, as the match progressed, Slytherin's style of play suddenly changed.

The first was Derian Psy, who slammed into Angelina as he fought for the Quaffle.

As a girl, Angelina almost hit the broom off the broom by this blow.

"Oh my God! It's despicable. ”

"He should be sentenced for a foul." Hermione said angrily.

"Indeed!"

If this were a football game, it would have been like that. Derianjeep will at least be yellow carded if he doesn't say a red card.

A free-kick is awarded to Gryffindor.

But this is Quidditch, and there are no red cards, yellow cards, and no such thing as sending off the field in Quidditch's rules.

Sometimes fouls are also part of the game of Quidditch, otherwise there would be more than 700 fouls in one game.