Chapter 638 Quidditch Competition

Harry and Slytherin captain Urquette glared at each other. When he turned back to the team, Harry grinned in pain, his hand was about to be broken.

"Listen to my whistle," Mrs. Huo Qi shouted, "three—two—one—"

Amidst the warm cheers, fourteen players rushed into the sky. Today's weather was as clear and transparent as they saw on the auditorium ceiling, as if they had been scrubbed with a wet rag. The goalkeeper took the lead and flew towards the goal, and the three chasers performed their duties.

Harry stopped Perks and Gut, who were batsmen and were eager to try with bats. Harry made a round and approached them and lowered his voice and shouted, "Don't forget the plan." Gut gestured with a 'no problem', while Perks responded with a hum.

Harry once asked them to set up tactics alone, asking them to pay more attention to the goal a few minutes before the game starts, and use a swimmer to provide support to Ron when necessary. This was originally a batsman's job, but this year's Gryffindor team is a bit special, more than half of it is fresh blood, which leads to the overall condition of the team being instable. The most important position of a team is the goalkeeper besides finding the player.

Harry has privately counted that Ron's entire training state has a lot to do with his success rate of the previous few saves.

In addition - Harry also found that Perks seemed a little interesting to chaser DeMirza Robbins, and Ron had mocked DeMirza's flying pose "like a sleepwalking duck", and he was worried that Perks would bring his emotions to the court.

"Don't forget we are a whole," Harry shouted, and flew away to the will.

He slid lightly in the sky like a foraging owl, flying higher and higher. Looking from the stands, he could only see a small black dot. He always turned his eyes to the sun, trying his best to capture the traces of the golden thief from the flash of a telescope lens below.

"Urquette of Slytherin got the ghost flying ball," a trance voice floated over the court. "He is the captain of the team, he is quite big, and is about the same size as his players. I guess this is a special way of selection - he can hold the broom while dealing with windy and other bad weather. Of course, the weather is very good today, and I saw giant squid lying on the ice to bask in the sun-"

The audience in the stands looked towards the Black Lake.

The commentator of this game was indeed Luna. Her outfit was no different from usual. Her light yellow fluffy hair was mixed with some colorful pebbles the size of fingernails, shining brightly in the sun. On the table in front of her was a hat in the shape of a lion, the size was comparable to a real lion's head. Harry knew that the thing could make a very realistic roar. Professor McGonagall next to her was restless and glanced at it every two seconds.

"Urquette started attacking, he looked fierce. I felt more oppressive than the player who got the ball last time, and his back seemed wider-"

"That was him last time!" Professor McGonagall reminded her loudly.

The audience burst into laughter. Luna said blankly, "Is that right? I didn't recognize it. They all look very similar-oh, look, Ginny cut the ball, I like her, she's a good person- there were three Slytherin players around, Ginny passed the ball to Demirza, an equally thin girl, Gryffindor seemed to have a tradition of choosing girls as chasers, the opposite of Slytherin."

"Now it's Slytherin's turn to get the ball. The ball went in. The Gryffindor goalkeeper couldn't defend it. It's a pity that the sun might be shining, but Ron looked a little discouraged-"

"Slytherin leads ten to zero!" Professor McGonagall shouted into Luna's microphone.

Harry's heart sank. He lowered his flight altitude and saw Ron's expressionless back facing the goal. Perks and Gut were very close, with a ball of fiery red hair - Ginny, shouting at the two of them in anger: "What are you doing?" At this time, a swift roaming ball flew towards Harry. Harry lowered his head and flew over to his scalp. When he straightened up, he saw Gregory Goal waving the bat and sneering at him.

Luna's misty commentary came again from the stands.

"Gryffindor's goalkeeper Harry appeared. He was far away before, maybe to adjust the tactics - Gryffindor played very conservatively, their batsmen stayed in their half and didn't want to come out." Luna said calmly: "We should understand them. They are playing for the first time. Of course, it may be some kind of tactic that I can't see. I don't know much about Quidditch..."

There were loud laughter in the stands.

The disadvantage of lacking the cooperation of two batsmen is still revealed. The three Gryffindor girls seemed to be restrained when facing the Slytherin chaser, and they must be wary of the roaming ball that flew out from somewhere. Ginny was forced to give up when she grabbed the ghost flying ball twice.

"The Slytherin player organized the offense under the leadership of the captain - Huh? Gryffindor's batsman Perks finally moved and moved away from his own goal. Will this be a welcome change?" Luna said: "But the other person is still in circles. He seems to be Ron's bodyguard. Although he is actually only two-thirds of Ron's size, a wooden stick is still very intimidating when he cannot use a wand-"

"Oh, look! The three Slytherin chasers broke through the half and were constantly passing the ball to the other side. Are you not sure who to throw the ball? Now isn't the time to hesitate-"

"Slytherin used the Gipplin tactics," Professor McGonagall interjected.

Harry nervously lowered his height, and his heart hangs up - the so-called Gipplin tactic refers to the three chasers of a team approaching the opponent's goal at the same time, quickly exchanging ghost flying balls in high-speed movements, and until the last moment, the person with the greatest position advantage entered the scoring zone to pitch, so that the goalkeeper on the defensive side could not accurately determine who was the main attack, and he missed the other.

Ron's face turned pale, and the broom swung back and forth between three huge circles, which meant that he had not made up his mind yet. Battery Guter slapped the air weakly and could not do anything. At this time, a loud "bang!" sounded, and a tricky wandering ball hit the back of the head of the player wearing a silver-green jersey on the left, and he flew out as he turned around.

It's Perx!

Harry once thought he gave up his orders to help Ginny and the others, but Perks beat the ball over the half-time to save some of the situation. Then Ron finally made the right decision. He swung forward and narrowly saved Urquette's pitch with a one-half chance of success. Cheers were heard on the court.

"Good!" Harry shouted, a smile appeared on Ron's face. Although Harry praised Perks, it didn't matter. "Batt back!" Harry shouted, "Gut, let them know how powerful you are!"

A bright smile appeared on Gut's face. He caught the roaming ball that Perks hit, aimed at Urquette with his backhand, and with a bang, Urquette staggered on the broom, straightened his body as if nothing had happened, and gestured to Gut with a rough gesture. Then he called a pause.

"What a good ball." Grindelwald said in the stands. Dumbledore looked at the stadium with a smile, without saying a word.

At this time, Mrs. Huoqi blew the whistle, Harry and the others landed. The medical staff checked the Slytherin player who was hit on the back of the head. He kept shaking his head, looking dizzy, and seemed to have a concussion. However, when Mrs. Pomfrey fed him a large jar of potion, he could continue playing again.

The competition began to become intense. This is an elegant saying. In other words, it is to use any means and be more straightforward.

"The game has become bad." Luna said regretfully: "Slytherin's players seem to be suffering from clingy, they are very close to each other, and the good girls in Gryffindor are not used to it." She seemed to think so. In the next ten minutes, she focused on 'more interesting' places, such as the strange clouds in the sky, and the pattern printed on the huge banner in the stands: a small silver-green snake opened its mouth and swallowed the lion.

"I didn't see the bulge on the snake's belly." Luna said seriously. Professor McGonagall, who was standing beside him, was stern, his fingers kept bent and stretched, as if he wanted to snatch the microphone from her.

Harry was not interested in banners.

He kept wandering above the field, occasionally glimpsing Draco Malfoy's back of his head shining in the sun. Draco adopted the opposite strategy of Harry, gliding against the turf at close range. Both methods have their own advantages and disadvantages. If Draco happened to find a golden thief nearby, the game would be without a doubt, but his search efficiency was obviously not as good as Harry - but this was impossible. Past competitions proved that when Harry was in good condition, he could always find the thief first.

However, this is the first time Harry has played as a captain, which makes him unable to help but pay attention to the players of his team.

On the field, Slytherin's chaser Warrington occupied a favorable position with his size, constantly blocking Ginny's sight. The other two players fixed DeMirza tightly, looking like two fat-headed and big-eared cabbages clamped a pitiful little tomato. They rushed straight to the ground, and DeMirza couldn't even break even if she rushed left and right, and was about to hit the ground, thanks to Guter's roaming ball to help her clear the ball.

This is also the style and tactics that Slytherin is good at, and is closer to a primitive form of Quidditch - aerial collision, similar to the medieval spear strike. The only purpose is to shoot down as many other players as the broom as possible, leaving the last one as the winner. These contents were told to the players when Wood was still there, and he used them to mock the Slytherin team's brains that fell centuries ago.

Later, Harry found a detailed version in the book "The Magical Quidditch".

"But sometimes does work," Wood himself admitted that the Slytherin team's tactics are desirable: "It's rare for talented players to be seen, but ordinary players can easily gain the upper hand with their exaggerated body shapes - except for the players who find the ball, they are generally weak." He said to Harry with comfort.

On the court, the commentator had been silent for five minutes, because today's commentator seemed to be distracted and completely immersed in his own world. However, when fierce shouts suddenly broke out in the stands, Luna finally remembered her duties.

"Now Katie got the ball. She is an old player and has a lot of experience." She said happily: "The three chasers of Slytherin are busy with fouls. There is a smooth road ahead, just be careful not to be hit by the roaming ball-oh, wow, oh," she made a series of admiration, her eyes became even more prominent. "Katie's teammates cleared the obstacles for her. She will face the goalkeeper of Slytherin. I'm sorry, I forgot his name-"

Professor McGonagall snatched the microphone angrily and was about to say something, when Luna suddenly opened her eyes wide, "Look!"

A scream came from the crowd.

Katie Bale seemed to have made a mistake that should not be made. She was originally diving with the ghost flying ball, and the opponent's goalkeeper stared at her without blinking, trying to see some tricks, but he was facing the same choice as Ron - the opponent was too fast, and it was too late to reveal his true intentions. He could only estimate a general direction and rushed out, and the goal opened instantly.

At this time, if Katie suddenly turns - it's easy, because her weight is only half of the opponent's weight - she will gain an unguarded goal, but Katie gives up and throws the ghost flying ball in her hand out. The movement is very light, as if she is afraid that the opponent will not be able to catch it.

The goalkeeper easily caught the ball. He was stunned and could not believe his good luck.

The stands emitted huge sighs and boos.

As the referee, Mrs. Huo Qi stuffed the silver whistle into her mouth and was about to blew it. A bad fake game incident occurred in front of her, but she immediately changed her mind - "Harry!" Katie shouted.

Harry looked over her gaze and a small golden ball floated quietly in the center of the Slytherin goal.

A sense of ecstasy surged in his heart, the broom accelerated rapidly, and everything in the field slowed down in his eyes: Draco had just turned his head back, with a smile on his face, as if he was happy for his opponent's major mistake; Slytherin's goalkeeper cheered all over the field with a ghost flying ball, and ran to Katie Bale to demonstrate and wave his fists... It was at this moment, Harry thought, leaning over and rushing over the goalkeeper's head, rubbing over the back of his head - Harry could even see his grinning back teeth, and then he reached out to grab it.

There is! Harry turned around in the air and stopped in front of the goal. He raised his arms and the two narrow wings of the golden snitch poked out from his fingers.

The stands were stunned for two seconds, and Luna was the first to react. Of course, it might be because she didn't think something was wrong. When the court was silent, she ended with almost the clearest sound of the whole game.

"Harry caught the Golden Snitch and the game is over."

The enthusiastic audience flipped out beautiful flags from every corner of their bodies, and the stands instantly turned into a scarlet ocean. Cheers echoed in the cold sky, mixed with the roars and moans of the Slytherins. Captain Urquette rushed over and shouted at Mrs. Huoqi, accusing Gryffindor of cheating, but even the harsh referee could not find any fault. The act of exchanging ten for one hundred and fifty ten was simply a big profit.

"Katie Bell-Katie Bell-Katie Bell-"

This was the first time when Harry caught the Golden Snitch, people were yelling the name of another player enthusiastically, but Harry was not jealous at all. He couldn't wait to jump off the broom, hug Katie Bale tightly, and call her name with the audience on the court. Then more players rushed down and hugged each other.

A small accident occurred in the middle.

Luna secretly put on her lion-head hat while Professor McGonagall was not paying attention. The lion's roar spread throughout the stand through the microphone of the commentary stand. Everyone was shocked and their eyes were confused. Harry saw Professor McGonagall's face lengthening and his mouth opened and closed, but he could not hear a trace of sound. He suspected that he had been temporarily deaf.

There are many smart people in the audience. Some of them were the first to take out their magic wand to fire fireworks into the sky, which then attracted a large number of imitators.

Ginny's fiery red hair jumped in front of her eyes, her face flushed like an attractive syrup fruit pie. Harry finally couldn't help but kissed her in one mouthful.
Chapter completed!