Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 99 Big Victory

   "I hate this kind of weather!" Albert took off his winter cloak, reached out to take the Quidditch outfit that Charlie handed over, and put it on himself.

  Fred and George were ready. They held each other's arms and circled around each other, showing off their outfits by the way.

   "This outfit suits you very well." Irene smiled and said to Albert: "You use Mark's Sweeping Six Stars, which is the fastest flying broom among us."

   "I will give you my broom for the time being. You have to ride it to catch the Snitch." Mark patted Albert on the shoulder with a smile, and handed his sweeping six stars to Albert.

   "Don't worry, I'll definitely catch the Snitch." Albert looked at the mission panel when no one else was paying attention, and a new mission appeared.

  Late Victory

   This Quidditch match has been going on for a long time, catch the Snitch and win for Gryffindor.

   Reward: 500 experience.

"This is goggles." Charlie began to tell everyone, "After the game restarts, Albert will go straight up to the sky to look for the Snitch, ignore the others, and be careful not to be attacked. Fred, George, You help protect him, let Albert find the Golden Snitch as soon as possible to end the game, I don't want the game to continue until evening."

   "You guys have so much confidence in me?" Albert suddenly felt something called pressure, burdened with other people's expectations, and felt a little heavy.

   "Of course, what else can we do but have confidence in you?" said Charlie, "and everyone believes you'll catch the Snitch."

   "Sounds reasonable." Albert picked up the wand on the cloak, cast the water and fire inviolability spell on his goggles, then put the goggles on, and followed the crowd towards the outside.

   Without an umbrella, the icy rain fell on Albert's body, and his clothes were quickly soaked.

"It's unbelievable. Half of the Gryffindor team's substitute players are first-year freshmen. Have they given up the game? Or is this actually the Gryffindor team's secret weapon?" The commentator couldn't help exclaiming after the Gryffindor team played more games.

  Not only the narrator, but other Gryffindor-supporting audiences are also very puzzled, because most of the senior students will fly better than the freshmen who just entered the school. Is it really a secret weapon?

  In the eyes of the Slytherin audience, the Gryffindor team obviously couldn't find any other substitute players, and could only find a bunch of newcomers to fill up.

   Albert stood on the court and listened to the cheers from around him. He didn't feel the tension of being noticed for the first time. On the contrary, he felt his blood was boiling.

  It’s a completely different feeling than being in the stands and being a spectator.

  Albert didn't listen to what Mrs. Hooch was saying, and immediately flew into the air on a broom after the whistle sounded.

  After ascending to mid-air, Albert found that his vision was very blurred, and it was even difficult to see the positions of his teammates, let alone find the Snitch in the rain.

  Slytherin's seeker was right next to Albert, and the opponent didn't charge directly at him, and he didn't intend to fight at all.

  Looking at each other, they just nodded slightly, without any other reaction. It seems that the Slytherin team is not all a group of violent guys.

  Both parties are patiently waiting for the opportunity, looking for the whereabouts of the Snitch and at the same time alerting each other.

   Albert looked down, red and green fuzzy figures flashed in his eyes, and the audience was hidden in the sea of ​​umbrellas.

"Be careful, don't get distracted!" George swung his bat, knocking a Bludger flying towards Albert, and raised his bat to demonstrate to the Slytherin Seeker not far away, but In the end, they didn't attack each other.

  At least, this time the Slytherin team's Seeker is barely a normal person, and George has no experience in hitting people in the game.

   Time passed by, and Albert was almost frozen under the rain, but as a hunter, Albert knew that he needed to be patient, even though he had searched for a long time in the sky and found no trace of the Golden Snitch.

  Suddenly a golden light flashed near Slytherin's scoring ring, and Albert sensitively captured this scene. He almost instinctively tilted his broom forward, accelerated his speed and began to dive.

   Is it the Snitch?

  Albert couldn't be sure if what he saw was the Snitch, but he needed to gamble. If he won the bet, Gryffindor would win. If he lost, there was actually nothing to lose.

  Since there is no loss, it is natural to gamble.

  At this moment, Albert was lying on the broom with his whole body, squeezing the speed of sweeping the six stars to the limit. The Slytherin Seeker behind him also jumped on the broom immediately after Albert started to move.

Below, the commentator suddenly yelled at the moment Albert accelerated: "The young Gryffindor Seeker started to accelerate, did he find the Golden Snitch, and the current Slytherin Seeker is far away?" Left behind. Ten minutes into the game, is Gryffindor going to win?"

"Look, everyone, the Slytherin goalkeeper is going to intercept the Seeker, and two pursuers have also double-teamed. The Gryffindor Seeker is in danger, and the Slytherin players are going to continue to use it. Despicable means to prevent Gryffindor from winning."

  However, Albert's current situation is far more dangerous than what the narrator said.

The moment the two sides crossed each other, Albert's body suddenly leaned to one side, narrowly dodging the fist swung by the Slytherin goalkeeper, his elbow came up slightly at the right time, and bumped into Slater who passed by. The goalkeeper Lin's chin knocked a few of his opponent's teeth away with the momentum.

  The two passed by in a thrilling way, and Albert continued to fly forward. He had already seen the Snitch in front of him. It was bypassing Slytherin's scoring ring and flying towards the outer wall.

   "It's the Snitch, Merlin's beard, the young Seeker easily escaped the goalkeeper's attack, it really is Gryffindor's secret weapon."

   Just as Albert was about to catch the Snitch, a bat suddenly flew from the side and hit Albert. Hearing the sound of breaking through the air behind him, Albert immediately made a tactical move, a sloth rolled and dodged the bat flying from behind.

  The bat missed Albert, but flew towards the auditorium below, and it was unknown whether it hit some unlucky audience.

   "It's close, it's close." Albert stretched out his arm, and at the moment he caught the Snitch in his palm, he suddenly pulled up the broom and raised it at 90 degrees to avoid hitting the auditorium.

"Won!"

   Albert stared at the Snitch in his hand, a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he succeeded.

   Suddenly there was a commotion below.

  Originally, the Slytherin player who followed behind and tried to intercept Albert failed to brake in time, and ended up crashing into the auditorium. It seemed that someone was hit.

   When Albert lowered the altitude, he saw Snape with a gloomy face looking over here.

  He held up the Snitch with a smile on his face, and waved the Snitch at Snape, no, it should be waving at the audience.

   "Caught it, Gryffindor's youngest Seeker easily caught the Golden Snitch. It only took twelve minutes. Let's congratulate Gryffindor for winning the final game." The narrator shouted.

   After finishing speaking, he joked again: "I really didn't expect that the Slytherin team would be defeated by a freshman in the end. I really hope their two players are okay. I think they hurt a lot when they hit each other."

  However, no one cared about the commentator's ridicule, and everyone was cheering for Gryffindor's victory.

  When Albert landed, he felt someone hit him. It was the Weasley brothers and the rest of the team. They hugged and fell.

  Charlie and the others also ran out of the locker room and waved excitedly.

   Before Albert could recover, he was lifted into the air by a group of people. To be honest, the feeling of floating in the air is uncomfortable, but it is a novel experience for Albert.

  (end of this chapter)