Chapter 100: Kick off

Compared to the heat in the Gryffindor lounge, Slytherin seemed much calmer here. Eight? One? Chinese ㈠??㈧? ㈧㈧?
In the lounge, the fireplace in the corner reveals a dark red color, maintaining a comfortable temperature in the room.
"Sway steadily, everyone." Malfoy sat casually in front of a long wooden table, glancing at the players, and then said.
He didn't expect much from the first game. If nothing unexpected happened, the Dementors would definitely be shot, so Slytherin's team almost won. The premise is as long as it is not resolved by the savior within a few minutes.
And Pansy could barely learn the guardian curse, so he didn't have to worry about it.
Pre-war mobilization of fighting blood is not necessary. Slytherin students are naturally resistant to this kind of encouragement. Their thirst for glory is already the best catalyst. And they prefer actual things to illusory things.
"Won, I will treat you." Malfoy added at last, then raised his teacup and signaled,
"Destroy the group of Gryffindor guns!" A big man stood up and shouted loudly, and the other players immediately picked up their teacups and stood up, drinking them away. Malfoy's shots were wide enough that they had seen, which made their desire for victory on Saturday's game grow stronger.
Soon it was the day of the game.
The sky was dark and scary, the thunder in the air, the sound of the wind blowing against the walls of the castle, and the sound of trees breaking in the forbidden forest in the distance. The students in the common rooms on both sides were discussing the tactics and strategies that should be adopted today. means.
After a while, it's time to enter.
The Gryffindor students all put on their scarlet robes, the wind was blowing badly, and they were all crooked when they reached the stadium. In the thunder of thunder, the cheers of the audience could not hear at all. They tried to make themselves look good, but they showed an embarrassment, because the rain blurred their eyes, and the mud was muddy. Their trousers.
"This is really bad weather," another girl in the Gryffindor team complained. In this weather, she had to turn her head up and put it into a bun and put it in her hood, otherwise the rain would disturb her at any time. Sway.
"The Slytherin players will be more difficult to adapt to than us." Wood said, comforting his players' impetuous mood.
But when they officially played, they were shocked, and the Slytherin players looked more comfortable than they thought.
The captains of both sides came forward to shake hands, and Slytherin captain Marcus Flint gave Wood a provocative smile: "Poor Gryffindor can't even buy a decent waterproof robe Is it up? If you don’t mind, maybe our team will be able to sponsor a few pieces for you next year. Right?
Flint said, looking back at his teammates as if he was really thinking about it.
"Oh, sorry." Marcus suddenly lengthened his voice and apologized, "I forgot, you should have graduated next year, it seems that there is no such opportunity." The players at the back laughed, and Marcus poked Wood’s chest with his finger, saying again: "I heard that you haven’t received the trophy in seven years? Then I tell you, This year will be the eighth year."
A sharp and continuous whistle sounded suddenly, this was the sound of Mrs. Huo Qi, she was unsmiling, and her eyes were fixed on the two, which symbolized the warning that the provocation of the Slytherin team was too much, she didn’t want to Watching a good game evolve into a fight.
"I hope your lips are as powerful as they are on the field." Wood ignored Mrs. Huo Qi's eyes and sneered. His anger has also been saved a lot in the past few days, and he needs to be vented. It is a good object.
A slightly short whistle sounded again, which symbolized the preparation. All the players held their brooms. It seems that Mrs. Huo Qi also saw the strong smell of gunpowder on both sides. It is no longer mediation that can be solved. It is better to let They compete better in the game.
"Flying on the broom." Everyone saw Mrs. Huo Qi's mouth. The wind at this time almost covered the entire stadium, and Mrs. Huo Qi's voice was difficult to reach here.
"Qu..............." The whistle symbolizing the opening finally sounded.
Afterimages began to appear above the Quidditch Stadium. Of course, this was not because they were too fast, but because the rain had become heavy, disturbing people’s sight, and even the explanation was vague for some. The situation was taken in one stroke, because he didn't see it clearly.
The bad weather even made the team members unclear about their teammates. The two Slytherin players almost collided in mid-air, but in the end one player changed direction in time to save the accident.
Gryffindor players are not much better, they are shaking one by one, as if they will be blown off the broom by the wind at any time, plus the walking ball that appears from time to time, the cold rain soaked everyone’s In the jerseys, they were all miserable, but they all clenched their teeth.
By the way, Harry still wore a pair of glasses. On heavy rainy days, this cumbersome dragging effect was magnified. The raindrops falling in a line slipped beside his frame, interfering with his actions, and Slytherin’s. The ball-seeker, Pansy, was also constantly interfering with him. She followed him closely to the tail of the broom. Even if there was a golden cross in his eyes, the girl would fight after he acted. Fate gritted his teeth to catch up with him, leaving him no time to distract.
In this case, ~EbookFREE.me~ is even more difficult to use the most conventional scoring methods, not to mention the Golden Snitch contention.
A flash of lightning struck the sky, illuminating the entire stadium for a moment, and then returning to the darkness. After that, the players on both sides returned to the ground. It should be the player of one side who proposed a timeout.
"I called a timeout!" Wood yelled at the players, "Come on, get down there—"
They squeezed under a big umbrella on the edge of the court. Harry took off his glasses and wiped them hurriedly.
"What's the score?"
"Zero to zero." Wood breathed heavily, his physical exertion was too great, just to recover a little while now. "The big guys didn't seem to think about getting points! They have been harassing us, and with this ghost weather, Merlin is on, do we have to hit the night?" Wood's tone was a little frustrated, and then he turned his eyes to it. Harry: "You are our only hope, as long as you catch the golden snitch as soon as possible, we will win!"
"I can't do anything with glasses." Harry said sadly, waving his glasses. (To be continued.)