On the field, the Quidditch players from both sides were still engaged in a fierce confrontation, but the weather was getting worse and worse. The flowing wind seemed to be blowing the dark clouds and gradually gathering.
The patrolling Aura raised their heads to feel the changes in the weather. After a while, they dispersed to the surroundings. They were trained to understand the reason for the sudden change in the weather.
"How can the weather change so quickly? I didn't bring an umbrella." The spectators in the stands complained when they saw the snowflakes that began to fall from the sky.
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In the Forbidden Forest, Allen's doppelgänger stretched one hand high into the sky, and the other hand controlled the dark clouds gathered by magic to float together toward the Quidditch Stadium. Along with the obscure but magical rune incantation continuously coming out of Allen's mouth, magic visible to the naked eye surged around his body.
In a short period of time, he alone completed the spell that ordinary wizards needed to work together to change the weather. Allen's doppelgänger raised his head and noticed that the Aura had begun to fly from the stadium to the Forbidden Forest, so he put down his hands and casually turned his head to glance around. Then, he used Shadowless Blade to cut off a small branch from a tree, picked it up, and let himself dissipate in place.
The dark clouds on the field gradually gathered together, and the momentum gradually became vast. The wind whistled, and the falling snowflakes from the sky gradually became bigger and denser …
Slytherin's batter, Gore, hit the wandering ball fiercely toward Gryffindor's batter, Dean Thomas. Thomas. In the face of the aggressive wandering ball, Ron, who was holding a bat, blocked in front of Dean and waved his bat hard to hit the wandering ball back. However, this kind of technique was not mastered by a novice batter. The wandering ball was hit high into the air and went straight to the stands, almost hitting a Hufflepuff who was indulging in snacks on the field. Although the little badger was not aware of what happened, he was aware of the danger and instinctively used his body to protect the candy in his hands.
In the chaos, the Ghost Fly ball that was originally in Dean's hands was agilely snatched by Draco who stretched out his hand.
This sudden snowstorm was different from the confrontation at the start of the match. Slythrin was now leading by 90 points to 30 points. Draco???????????? Malfoy's performance became more and more extraordinary as the weather worsened. The wind and snow did not hinder him at all. Out of the 90 points, Draco scored 60 points. Such a beautiful performance surprised his Slytherin team. After all, Draco and Allen had gone to Demstrand as exchange students last year. No one had seen him participate in a formal match in Quidditch for an entire semester.
In the past, as a ball seeker, Draco had never displayed such offensive and flying skills as he did today. Furthermore, even though he had been switched to the position of ball seeker, which he should have been more unfamiliar with, Draco's ball skills had not regressed. Instead, they had improved. Slytherin's score and the enthusiastic cheers from the stands were proof of this.
Gryffindor's 30 points all went to Ginny Weyesley? Weasley got it. This made Zacharias restrain himself a lot. He no longer said that Jenny had joined the team because of Harry's girlfriend. Instead, he said that Gryffindor lacked a main attacking player, Katie Weasley. Gareth Bale was powerless in offense.
This caused dissatisfaction among the Gryffindors, who could not rebut themselves to Zacharias. The Lion Cubs who heard Zacharias mocked the Hufflepuff beside them — mocking them for being in the presence of Cedric? After Diggory's departure, the team had not been rebuilt for two whole semesters. It seemed that this year, they would be the bottom team again.
Through the heavy snow, Harry narrowed his eyes. A whistling sound rang in his ears. Harry flipped his head down and dodged Pency's relentless pursuit. He leaned forward and rushed forward. Just now, he had discovered the Golden Snitch hovering near Slytherin's stands.
Slytherin's ball seeker, Emily, also noticed Harry's movements. Then, she also discovered the Golden Snitch. She immediately turned a corner and chased after Harry.
Facing the cold wind and snow, Harry's glasses were almost covered by the heavy snow. Because it was sunny during the game, Harry did not make his glasses waterproof and moisture-proof. At this time, he could not use his wand and had no time to take protective measures for his glasses. Harry tried his best to catch the Golden Snitch's tracks through the white fog.
Emily did not have such an obstacle. She had taken the attribute potion and did not have the glasses to block her vision. She quickly caught up to Harry.
However, at this time, the Golden Snitch's thin wings vibrated and it drilled into the complicated rack at the junction of the field and the stands. Harry and Emily looked at each other and drilled into it without hesitation. They shuttled between the high and low horizontal beams and chased after the Golden Snitch.
The audience in the stands stood up in surprise and wanted to see what was going on.
Slytherin's batter no longer cared about the rest of the team. Pency and Gower hit each other's balls on the field and followed closely behind by passing the ball continuously. Seeing this, Kirk, who no longer had to protect the rest of the team, hurriedly chased after them in an attempt to protect their ball seeker.
The audience on the field could not see what was happening below for a while. They could only hear the banging sounds coming from below.
As soon as he entered the attacking range, Pency aimed the ball at Harry's head and hit it hard. "Break! I'm going to break your head! "
Harry quickly leaned over and the ball hit the horizontal beam above his head. However, he did not care about the danger behind him. He gritted his teeth and continued to fly forward quickly.
Emily flew very fast. In such a narrow space, her petite figure was more advantageous. Harry looked at Emily's expression with some fear as he pulled the broom to the left in a wide arc to avoid Andrew Kirk. After Kirk hit a ball, he was a little glad. If it were not for the harassment of the ball and the fact that he was not experienced enough, Emily, who was more agile, would have used a faster reaction time to pass through the horizontal beams. In this kind of terrain, the distance between them would have been even greater.
Harry, who had resumed his chase with Emily, was also glad that he had listened to the former captain, Angelina Johnson, during this year's qualifiers. He had chosen Andrew Kirk after Johnson's suggestion at the end of last semester. He had chosen Kirk and not Jack Kirk? Slauper.
Originally, as substitutes for Fred and George, they were not considered qualified batters at Quidditch. Kirk's performance in the match where Gryffindor quickly defeated Hufflepuff when he was suspended from the competition last semester was actually very bad. At that time, Zacharias was a very strong opponent. When Smith, who was now the commentator, rushed towards him with a ghost fly ball out of control, Kirk began to scream Gryffindor and fell off the broom. During the selection, Harry was not very satisfied with the performance of Kirk and Slauper, but he thought that Andrew Kirk was better than Jack Kirk. Or was Jack better than the other Jacks? Slauper was a little better, because Jack had been knocked out by his own bat in the second practice, including last semester.
Previously, even Ron, who was still in the position of the goalkeeper, thought that they were very bad players, worse than himself. At least, Ron thought that he would not fall off the broom for no reason.
As they approached each other again, Harry, who had stopped thinking, was almost neck to neck with Emily. He looked at the Golden Snitch in front of him, pursed his lips, and made up his mind to hit Emily with his shoulder.
However, Harry knew that his opponent was Allen's sister and a junior witch, so he did not use all his strength. But what surprised Harry was that when he controlled the broom to hit Emily's shoulder with his shoulder, what he thought would happen did not happen. He felt as if he had hit a hard iron plate. Instead, he staggered and almost hit a crossbar. Fortunately, the reaction force caused by the force he used was not too strong, so Harry had a chance to quickly stabilize his body.
Harry, who did not give up, flew up and dived down to hit Emily from another angle, but the result was that Harry was still bounced back. Harry did not expect that Emily, who looked delicate and weak and was afraid of being hit by the Wandering Ball, would have such a strong body.
The batters of the two teams kept waving their bats and fighting for control of the Wandering Ball. The two Slytherin players were undoubtedly more talented and powerful in this position. Pency and Gore's cooperation gave them more opportunities to attack, and as long as there was a chance, they would definitely attack Harry as their primary target.
Harry, who was already at a disadvantage, could only hear the whooshing sound behind his head. He could only keep dodging, suddenly turning, suddenly spinning, suddenly going up, and suddenly coming down. The Wandering Ball pierced through one crossbar after another, and had no intention of giving up chasing Harry. The situation was very dangerous.
The situation was critical, and Ron did not try to compete with the other party in flying skills. Relying on his height and long arms and legs, he waved his bat around randomly, wanting Pency and Gore to have some misgivings and get the Wandering Ball before them.
"Oh, King Weasley, you want to save the poor? Why don't you take a look at your own weight?" Pency was not afraid of being hit by the bat. Instead, he approached Ron with a sneer and hit him directly on the head with the bat, but he pulled it back before the contact was called a foul.
Ron, who had thought that the other party would hit him with the bat regardless of the foul and the penalty shot, had just relaxed when he was almost knocked off the broom by another strong force.
Gore knocked Ron away with a muffled voice. "Red-haired pauper, there's still me."
So it was Andrew? Kirk had also tried to stop Gore just now, but his strength was no match for this big guy. He had already been thrown to the lawn of the field in his entanglement with Gore.
When Ron saw this situation, he yelled at his teammate Kirk, who had just recovered and was still turning his head to look for his broom on the ground. Even he himself did not understand the words he shouted at his teammate Kirk, who had just recovered and was still looking for his broom on the ground. He gave up on the entanglement with Pency and Gore and desperately urged his broom to rush in a straight line to the intersection of the stands and the field on the other side. He planned to directly follow Harry from here and use his bat to protect him, creating an opportunity for his friend to catch the Golden Snitch.
For the time being, no one stopped Pency and Gore, and they began to be unscrupulous. They kept aiming the Wandering Ball at Harry.
Harry's back had already been hit twice by the Wandering Ball. Now, he was only relying on Gryffindor's desperate courage to chase after Emily and not give up.
They, who were circling the field, finally flew to the area that Ron had entered in advance. Above the stands, he tried to fly with Harry and constantly used his bat to hit away the Wandering Balls that the opposing batters hit. The ball hunters of both teams had already stretched out a hand and aimed at the Golden Snitch flying in front of them.
However, now that no one was entangling Gore and Pency, who had no one to entangle with, after several fruitless attempts, they did not attack blindly this time. Instead, they tried to control the timing of the two Wandering Balls on the field and hit them fiercely at the same time.
The two Wandering Balls flew from two directions to the back of Harry's head. In the crisis, Ron could only throw his bat out and hit the Wandering Ball that was hit by Pency that was farther away from him. He could only use his body to block the Wandering Ball that was closer to him.
Gore's huge strength sent Ron flying, smashing the crossbars. Amid the audience's exclamations, Ron was sent flying back to the Hufflepuff audience. Some of the little wizards who could not dodge in time were knocked down by him. Ron, who was covered in snacks, had his arms and legs twisted in a strange position. He groaned painfully on the ground and lost consciousness in waves of severe pain.
"Ron!" Harry heard the commotion behind him and turned around just in time to see Ron blocking the Wandering Ball for him. Harry's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. At this moment, he felt his broom that was flying forward suddenly stop, as if it was pulled by a pair of invisible hands. Harry, who had not completely turned around, could no longer control his broom and flew out after hitting the support frame. The broom was broken by him, and his glasses were also sent flying by the force. He broke through the wooden planks beside the field and fell onto the grass.
Gryffindor's audience sighed regretfully. Many of the little wizards pursed their lips. Now, they only wanted Slytherin's Emily? Harris had caught the Golden Snitch, and the match was over.
"How useless. Ron risked his own safety to protect him, and he actually failed to live up to Ron's efforts. Now, the Golden Snitch is definitely Slytherin's," Lavender Brown, who was stomping her feet angrily. Lavender Brown complained to her Indian friend.
Harry, who had not lost consciousness, painfully propped up his upper body and looked up in bewilderment. Their position just now was on the brackets between the stands and the field, so when he and his freshman year were attacked by Quirinus? The situation was different from the time when Quirrell tried to murder him. The other wizards could not see their position with their own eyes. Therefore, the loss of control just now was not the effect of a confusion spell cast by a wizard in the stands.
Then, the only one who could do this was Emily? Harris thought.
Thinking back, Emily was chasing the Golden Snitch at a certain distance from him. At that time, she definitely could not reach his broom directly with her hands. Moreover, it was forbidden to carry a magic wand during the match.
Emily, who was only in her second year, was able to cast a spell without a magic wand, which only a few of the best among the senior students could do? Moreover, it was difficult to cast a confusion spell without a magic wand. Thinking of her amazingly talented brother, Allen, Harry felt that it was not impossible. However, Mrs. Hodge and the other spectators did not seem to notice this point. Harry realized that he did not have any evidence to prove this point. He could only swallow his bitterness into his stomach. If he said it out loud, perhaps even his classmates in Gryffindor would think that he was trying to shirk responsibility for this loss and find an excuse to lie. Just like they did every semester before, they would misunderstand him again.
Of course, this excluded Gryffindor's Miss Know-It-All. Hermione, who began to practice casting spells without a magic wand with Harris during the summer vacation, was scratching her disheveled hair in distress in the stands of Gryffindor. Her keen insight and understanding of Emily's spellcasting habits made her notice the small movements of Emily's fingers on the big screen. Just now, while Harry was distracted by Ron, Emily used a spell without a magic wand to interfere with Harry's broom and made him fall out.
Without the entanglement of Harry and the wandering ball, Emily agilely chased after the golden snitch. When she was about to rush out of the wooden frame, she straightened her arm and closed her fingers. The golden snitch was firmly grasped in the palm of Emily's hand.
In fact, Allen was very satisfied with Emily's performance of cheating and not being caught. He withdrew his gaze and gently blew away the snowflakes that fell on the wood in his hand. He just took out the piece of wood that his avatar had put in the storage space and turned a licorice magic wand candy into a carving knife. He began to peel the bark of the wood. He asked the blonde witch beside him, whose ears were smoking because of eating too much pepper, "Who should I use? Roina? Eris? "
"Luna?"
"Don't talk nonsense."
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