New Chapter 45

Terrance's words undoubtedly angered the Gryffindors, who were already on the verge of anger, and the wand was pointed at the Slytherin prefect who came alone, as dense as a sharp wall of knives, and a single order could pierce Terrance to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Charlie roared angrily, "Do you want to attack a prefect here?!" ”

Terrance looked at Charlie and whistled, "Gryffindor has a good prefect. ”

Terrance walked away with a smile on his face.

Assaulting a prefect is not a trivial crime, as long as Gryffindor dares to let him be injured here, then Gryffindor's second place will definitely not be saved, and the House Cup will become an empty talk.

Carl watched the whole show from the sidelines, and in the shoes of Terrance, he felt that if he were Terrance, he would not have left so easily.

At the very least, a few sarcastic words, such as "Don't you even have the courage to do that?" "Are you Gryffindors, too?" "As long as a Gryffindor with a bad brain uses a spell, the scene will definitely spiral out of control.

Then the dispute will end immediately.

But when he talked to Hattings about it, Hattings expressed his opinion: "Not everyone has the courage to do that, and not everyone is willing to sacrifice themselves for a goal. ”

"He really lacks courage and is a little selfish." Carl pouted.

"If he really lacked courage and was not ready to sacrifice, he would not have come to you." Hattings pointed out the immaturity of his view, "But courage is never infinite, you are not in that position, and in the face of those wands, you can naturally say your 'optimal solution' without any psychological burden." ”

Karl was speechless.

After this incident, Charlie and the other prefects collectively warned all the Gryffindor students.

"Don't cause trouble in public."

After fulfilling their responsibilities as prefects, they took off their prefect's clothes and began to fulfill their responsibilities as a Gryffindor.

Terrence Higgins was shoved down the toilet the next day.

He is not only the Slytherin prefect, but also the captain and Seeker of the Slytherin team.

No one knows who did it, everyone knows who did it.

So the whole incident completely went out of control.

In all non-public places, some large and small scuffles gradually arise, and the school doctor, Madam Pomfrey, receives small wizards who are accidentally tricked by "diligent magic" every day.

She was so mad that she was furious, and in addition to making potions that tortured the students even more, she also informed Professors Snape and McGonagall of the unusual situation.

The two deans solemnly convened the prefects and repeatedly stressed in class that they should suppress this unhealthy trend.

But it was useless, and the two academies, who were already red-eyed, didn't want to hear about it now.

The most "cared for" is undoubtedly the players of both teams, especially Charlie, who has suffered many black hands these days. But he was still in good spirits, safe and sound, and put more energy into training his players.

Fred and George, two clever mischievous creatures who have gone crazy with the excitement, offer the Gryffindor players some secret passages that no one knows.

On top of that, they also regret that they can't really be a part of it.

"Carl, is there really no quick magic?" While eating dinner on Thursday, Fred asked again reluctantly.

Carl looked up from the book and couldn't help but roll his eyes: "No! This is the 10th time! ”

Affected by the recent atmosphere in the academy, he was making up on his knowledge of Quidditch, and now he was reading the books that Cedric had given him for Christmas.

"How do you remember so clearly?" Fred sneered, "George, have there been so many times?" ”

George put down the silver spoon in his hand: "Probably?" Who's going to remember that? But, Carl, aren't you really interested? ”

The strength of the first-year freshmen is too poor, and for this kind of big event, only Carl is the only one who can really participate.

But the senior obviously wouldn't let him be involved in this kind of thing.

Fred and George were also able to use their offbeat talents to beat the side drums, and freshmen like Lee Jordan and Angelina could only be spectators, listening to "war reports" in the common room every day.

"Not interested." Carl replied again, "Charlie, they'll take care of it." ”

The dispute had now become meaningless, and he had discussed it with Hattings.

Only the beginning is the best time: if both sides can be ruthless and take out their players directly, then the purpose of the dispute has been achieved - after all, the ultimate goal of the dispute is to return to the stadium.

But now, Charlie undoubtedly did those things just to vent his anger, and with Wood's recovery, the two sides have become more and more protective of the players, and the dispute has actually fallen into a battle of will.

There is no point except to be lively and venting, to boost morale.

After all, it's the students after all, the Gryffindors aren't insidious enough, the Slytherins aren't vicious enough, and the two sides are still too light.

"Of course." Fred and George replied in unison, and sighed in unison, "It's a pity ······"

They regret that they can't join in the fun.

Lee Jordan interjected, "Actually, you can play to your strengths. ”

"Strengths?" Fred seemed amused by Lee Jordan's words, and he looked at his brother, "George, what do you think we have in good spirits?" ”

"Oh my God!" George laughed, "We have so many strengths. Especially in ······"

Angelina, who was sitting on the sidelines, said, "Do bad things! ”

"Hah! Again, a prejudice. "We never do anything bad. ”

George answered, "Just trying to bring a smile to everyone's face." ”

"Although occasionally it brings some disruption." Fred shrugged helplessly.

"But it was just an accident." George blinked and said with a smile, "Well, maybe it's a succession of accidents. ”

Karl put away the book in his hand: "Then you can also find a way to create such an accident." ”

"What do you mean?" Fred and George looked at Carl.

"I've been taking a closer look at the rules of Quidditch lately." Carl Young took the book in Jan's hand. "Well, an eye-opener."

The Gryffindor freshmen gathered around him looked curious, and they waited quietly for Carl to continue.

Quidditch is a competitive game of winning matches, and there are always people in this game who value winning matches more than anything else.

This has created a lot of legends worth talking about, such as what rain and snow battles, serious injuries and not being able to go to the battlefield, fighting for days and nights, etc., but this is obviously not what Carl is concerned about.

Perhaps it was Hattings' ears, or perhaps Professor Caro's careful teachings, who were more concerned with the less moral parts.

Quidditch athletes are also wizards, and it is clear that there are no less immoral than moral ones.

"Do you know the history of Quidditch?" Carl asked.

A lot of people nodded in unison, even Fred and George, who rarely read extracurricular books.

That's how popular the sport is with wizards.

"Well, then the topic is simple, in fact, the canonical game of Quidditch has only been around for a hundred years." Karl patted the cover of the book in his hand, "For a long time, wizards have found many ways to foul the law. ”

When it comes to fouls, many people look interested.

"Of course, I don't want to say what fouls are here, in fact, most fouls have disappeared since Quidditch ruled that wands could not be used."

Fred and George sighed in unison, "We already knew, Carl. What a shame this is. ”

Karl thinks it's a good thing for Fred and George, at least they won't cause "surprises" on the field in the future.

"In short, I've scrutinized past fouls and found that they can be broadly divided into three categories."

"For the players, for the broomsticks, for the referees." Carl glanced around and saw that Fred and George had already looked thoughtful.

Lee Jordan, who was nurtured by Karl, also quickly changed his mind: "You mean, broom. ”

Angelina looked at Carl with a look of surprise on her face: "Carl ······"

Arya, who had been silent on the sidelines, also said, "Carl, broom's words. ”

Karl raised his hands: "Hey, hey, why are you looking at me like this." I just brought up a possibility, and I said I wasn't interested in that. ”

He looked back at Fred and George, "You don't really want to do this, do you?" A broom is not like a human being. ”

Yes, a broom and a person are completely different.

Fighting with Slytherin is a type of spar between students. Even if the two sides have a big quarrel, it is at most an invisible, mental, and face-saving injury, and the real physical injury is often good for a night at the school doctor's.

Of course, this invisible damage is not light, but he will be invisible after all, it is difficult to measure, and even if hatred is formed, it is difficult to break it clearly.

A broom is a property that has a tangible value. In a sense, harming it is closer to sin than harming the intangible.

Even if the latter is likely to cause more harm to the person concerned.

Fred and George also thought clearly about what was at stake and sighed again.

They do have some excitement, but they really can't get over it.

"Alright." Angelina comforted Fred and George, "It's not a few days anyway." The day after tomorrow will be played. ”

"When the game is over, hopefully the whole school will be able to calm again." Karl sighed as well.

He had a lot of things on his hands, and in the current situation where Gryffindor and Slytherin were hostile, it was very inconvenient for him to do so many times.

Saturday, the day of the Slytherin game.

Karl made a rare move to let go of everything and walked to the court with Fred and the others.

In order to be able to better cheer, he also deliberately pulled Percy to make a batch of badges overnight. The badges are in the form of lions, and the names of Gryffindors are screamed when the lion's nose is pressed.

Charlie's badge is the most popular, and on this morning, "Charlie!" can be heard all over the Gryffindor common room. Charlie Weasley! "Scream!

Charlie showed a rare shyness about the situation.

"Isn't it a bit too much?" He asked Carl secretly.

Carl raised his hand and patted Charlie on the shoulder: "Then behave well, Charlie, live up to everyone's expectations." ”

The tiredness on Percy's face was visible to the naked eye, but he still straightened his back and said to Charlie solemnly: "We believe in you, Charlie. You are the best Seeker in Gryffindor history. ”

Charlie touched his arm embarrassedly, coughed, and said, "Then we went." ”

He and his team had to go for one last check-up.

Excitement permeated the restaurant, everyone was talking about the battle of the spotlights, and the clouds on the ceiling seemed to be hiding in anticipation of the match.

The sun is shining, and today is undoubtedly a sunny day suitable for the decisive battle.

"Do you think we're going to win?" Percy gave a rare look of nervousness.

Fred and George whistled in unison, "Ha, Percy, our model student, would care about Quidditch more than his own grades?" ”

Percy's face flushed in the face of his brother's taunts: "Of course I'll be interested in Quidditch too!" I also support the artillery team! ”

The Weasleys were all fans of the Chadley Artillery team.

"Hey, my gosh." Fred leaned over his brother exaggeratedly, "Do you know how many of the Chadley artillery teams are in line now?" ”

Percy certainly couldn't answer.

"Don't be embarrassed for Percy, my dear brother." George hugged Fred and smirked, "After all, it's been a long time since the Chadley Artillery team won a championship." Percy remembered the name enough that it was remarkable enough. ”

Fred looked understanding: "Yes, yes, no wonder Percy the big head suddenly knows what Quidditch is." ”

"Okay!" Percy suddenly gave up on himself, "I made a bet with someone else, bet that we won, okay?" ”

"Oh~~~~" Fred and George glanced at each other. "How many Galleons?"

"Not Garon." Percy dryly refused to reply, "Now it's time to go and play." ”