Chapter 1026： group fight

  Chapter 1026 Group frame

   "I suddenly understand why everyone likes to watch Quidditch matches."

Isobel and Albert held hands and strolled on the path leading to the Hogwarts Quidditch Stadium. Due to Umbridge's relationship, the Hogwarts Quidditch match is no longer open to the outside world, but with It's hard for Albert to see his girlfriend watching a game.

   "Because there are no entertainment activities in the magic world, ordinary life is too boring." Albert said gently: "A boring life always needs some spices."

"Yes, it's too boring." Isobel has been staying in Hogsmeade's safe house recently, and she has a deep understanding of this. Even if she has a lot of things to do, the space in Hogsmeade's safe house is too small. Bigger than expected, but the monotonous life makes the girl feel bored.

   Especially young people prefer exciting life.

"Muggles are better at enjoying life. With the population of wizards, it is very difficult to develop a complete entertainment industry." Albert said softly: "Unfortunately, the timing is not right, otherwise we can travel around the world, Enjoy the scenery and food of various places.”

   "I'll get tired of that kind of life after a while."

  Isobel is not a student of Gryffindor, and may be interested in an exciting life, but she prefers a quiet life.

  Hogsmeade's quiet life is fine, just being alone makes her feel lonely, people are social creatures after all.

   "You're right." Albert didn't care, "We can come back when we're tired, and go out when we want to go!"

  The two walked into the Quidditch pitch side by side. The match between Gryffindor and Slytherin had already begun, and Lee Jordan on the commentary stage was loudly explaining to the audience.

   "...Listen to this voice, someone is singing something!"

  As soon as he entered the Quidditch pitch, Albert heard a loud and neat singing from the Slytherin auditorium:

  … Weasley was born in a dumpster, he always puts the ball in the goal…

  Isobel also heard the song, raised his eyebrows and looked at the Slytherin auditorium where the singing was getting louder, and turned his head to look at Albert, who had a calm face and was hardly affected by the singing.

   "It's very Slytherin style. Now that Umbridge is backing them, the form and style are more arrogant and domineering than before." Albert's tone was calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

   "It seems that you don't like them very much."

   "I don't really like it." Albert looked around and pulled Isobel towards an empty stand.

"Because of Umbridge, Deputy Minister of Magic, the relationship between Slytherin House and other Hogwarts houses is even worse. Some time ago, there were several unpleasant conflicts almost every day." Albert patted himself The knee signaled Isobel to sit up, but the latter didn't sit up, but sat next to him.

   "It's quite difficult for you, the student council president."

"I basically don't care, but Umbridge makes Hogwarts very happy." Albert took out two binoculars from the non-marking stretch bag, and handed one of the binoculars to Isobel .

   "How is Katrina?"

   "It's still the same." Albert adjusted the lower focus, put down the binoculars and said, "She doesn't care too much. I'm teaching her Defense Against the Dark Arts recently. Her level is getting better, and she will definitely be able to cope with the next exam."

   "It's good to learn more, it's not peaceful recently, I don't really want her to run around, but..."

   "If I were her, I probably would rather live by myself, so as not to feel bad." Albert actually understood Katrina's bad mood living with them during the summer vacation.

   "Your goalkeeper is a little bad." Isobel raised his binoculars, and he didn't talk about the topic just now.

  Why Katrina resisted, and how could Isobel not know the reason.

   "Ron's psychological quality is relatively average." Albert said tactfully.

   Not long after, Slytherin scored again. The reason was that Ron was so nervous that he was stunned. Before he could react, the opponent had already dribbled the ball into the circle and scored.

  The "Weasley is our King" in the Slytherin auditorium was louder.

  The changes in the Quidditch game were almost the same as Albert expected, and the Slytherin team temporarily took the lead in scoring. However, Albert was a little puzzled. He remembered that Fred and George were going to let Harry Potter secretly use Felicity Elixir. With the help of Felicity Elixir, Potter was able to play for a long time, and his combat power was absolutely reportable. He easily crushed Harry Potter. It would be no problem to beat the Slytherin team.

  The game should be over, or almost over.

   However, right now, the Gryffindor team is struggling.

  Slytherin students even sang hard, and the singing had a great impact on the Gryffindor team's goalkeeper, and the Slytherin team scored again.

   Ron's face was even paler, looking shaky.

   The little confidence that was left at first, after being hit one after another, behaved very...smelly, like a freshman who just came into contact with Quidditch.

Harry knew he had to do something as soon as possible. He flew into the sky and began to frantically search for the whereabouts of the Golden Snitch. Now if he wants to save Ron, he must end the game as soon as possible and help the Gryffindor team defeat the Slytherin team. People forget about Ron's poor performance, otherwise Ron will definitely become the object of hatred of Gryffindor students, and Angelina will definitely kick him out of the team because of Ron's poor performance, and choose another reliable goalkeeper .

  When the game came to fifty to ten,

  Harry finally saw the Snitch, just a few feet above the Slytherin ring,

  He turned the Firebolt and began to dive and accelerate.

  The game ended earlier than expected. After Slytherin led by four goals, Harry accelerated almost before everyone could react, and successfully caught the Golden Snitch to end the game.

"it's over!"

  Isobel put down the binoculars, feeling that the game was boring, Gryffindor kept dropping points, and finally even took a defensive stance to prevent Slytherin from scoring, putting all hopes on Harry.

   "Accompany me around the school, what are you looking at?"

   "Some interesting things seem to have happened over there." Albert looked at the opposing sides on the court, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he was in a good mood.

  Potter was talking to Malfoy, perhaps greeting each other's family members.

   "This is going to fight, don't you go and stop it?" Isobel asked suspiciously, she always felt that Albert seemed to be in a "very good mood".

"No, let them make a fuss. After holding it in for so long, I have to let them vent their accumulated resentment and dissatisfaction." Albert didn't intend to stop it at all. Even if he wanted to stop it, it would be the professors, not his turn. A small student council president.

   "Why are you so bad-hearted." Isobel joked with a smile.

   However, the situation is not the same as everyone expected.

  Harry and Malfoy didn't really fight, the two sides were confronting each other, like two huskies barking through an iron gate, taking the opportunity to disgust each other while greeting each other's family members.

  However, more and more students approached, looking like they were ready to fight in groups. For the Gryffindor students, who were never too serious, they wanted to have a fight with the Slytherin students.

   Other colleges are unwilling to give up and join in the fun.

   "You look forward to their fight." Isobel looked at Albert with interest. Well, she actually wanted to see them fight too.

   Not only him, but also Umbridge, she wished the two sides would fight, so that she would have enough excuses to find trouble with Harry.

   For this reason, Umbridge even walked extremely slowly, just to beat them up to buy time.

  Unfortunately, they just don't fight, but they are really anxious to death.

  No way, there are too many people looking for fun.

   "Let's go, let's go and have a look."

  The two walked down the stairs, and when they approached the court, there were already two distinct waves of people on the court.

  Slytherin and Gryffindor have formed a confrontational situation. It is estimated that even their dean probably did not expect it to turn out like this!

   It's just that Harry and Malfoy are not fighting, but are scolding each other, as if comparing whose words are more vicious.

The Weasley twins, who have been with Albert for a long time, are not weak at all in spraying people. As for Harry, he has already shown that he is not weak in spraying artificial bottom last year, spraying the Slytherin players all over their faces flushed.

   "Do you think they're going to fight?"

  Isobel watched the scolding battle with great interest, and his eyes fell on Umbridge who was slowly rushing over there. How could this guy be slower than a tortoise.

"No, at least Harry won't strike first. I feel that they are enjoying it, and even if they fight, they are probably not afraid. After all, they have been trained and their strength is not weak." Albert's eyes fell on Professor Snape and Mike. Professor Ge, knowing that this scolding war probably won't last.

   However, someone didn't seem to want the chaos to end like this, and the unbearably humiliated Slytherin House actually took the initiative.

   "I'll have to ask Fred for this memory later."

   Albert was not surprised to see the commotion on the court.

The Slytherin side obviously suffered a disadvantage. Whether Harry, Fred or George had received formal training, they used the Iron Armor Charm in a timely manner to bounce the spell of Malfoy's group back to the Slytherin students. By the way , after Harry successfully disarmed Malfoy's wand, he still didn't forget to continue to sarcastically taunt them.

   Now, they are the winners, and they have the right to laugh at the group of Slytherin students who only know about sneak attacks.

No matter how you look at it, Harry, Fred, and George all showed far more superb defense skills against the dark arts than the Slytherin students, especially after the three of them successfully used the Iron Armor Curse to block the enemy's sneak attack, it gave Gryffind more Multiple students increase confidence.

  After fending off the Slytherin students' despicable sneak attack, some Gryffindor students also hid in the crowd and threw magic at the Slytherin students.

   "It looks like they're really going to fight."

Isobel saw Professor Snape and McGonagall trying to separate the team, but a large group of people were in chaos, even if their heads came, it didn't work, and Umbridge, who was bouncing slowly, was trembling with excitement , she was ready to teach Potter an unforgettable lesson.

  However, Umbridge didn't get what she wanted, and I don't know who did it. Anyway, she was attacked by surprise and fell directly to the ground by a stun spell that flew from nowhere.

   Want to make trouble, but there is no way.

coincide? Accident?

   No, apparently neither, someone put Umbridge down on purpose.

"I always feel that this matter has something to do with you." Isobel is sure that the one who brought down Umbridge is definitely an acquaintance of Albert, but he doesn't want her to come out to cause trouble for everyone. The students in the whole school who have the courage to do this really not much.

   "You can't stain people's innocence."

   This is obviously a trick played by Fred, George and Lee Jordan, and it really has nothing to do with Albert.

Whether it is Harry, or Fred, George and Lee Jordan are growing rapidly, and the last semester is undoubtedly the best training opportunity for them, which is why Albert let them go to Umri The main cause of odd trouble.

   "How should this end?" Isobel turned his head and asked.

   "Professor Dumbledore will stop it."

As soon as the words fell, Dumbledore's voice filled the entire stadium, but the effect was not very good, so Mr. Principal could only use a spell to freeze the students who were making trouble, and directly adopted the simplest and rude method to stop the farce .

   "It's really incredible power." Isobel was very surprised.

   "That magic wand is very unusual." Albert was not too surprised, he could actually do it.

   However, the others were overwhelmed by Dumbledore's strength.

   "You don't seem to be too surprised?" Dumbledore's voice sounded from the side. He just got off the auditorium, and his eyes swept over Isobel and Albert.

   "They are still too energetic, maybe you can let everyone run a few more laps along the Quidditch field to vent their excess energy." Albert suggested.

  Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and walked down the court.

   "You guys let me down..."

   After a brief speech, Dumbledore quickly stabilized the situation and ended the group fight. Then, let the students who fought in groups jog along the court.

  He finally accepted Albert's suggestion to punish those students in this way and end this matter instead of continuing to expand the trouble.

  As for Umbridge, no one really paid any attention to her, the senior investigator was lying unconscious on the ground. Even Dumbledore, who had a good temper, didn't wake Umbridge directly, but conjured up a stretcher to send the senior investigator to the school hospital.

  Amidst the complaints, the unlucky ones began to jog along the school. In order to prevent unnecessary conflicts between the two sides, after discussing with Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape, the students of the two colleges ran separately.

  Gryffindor runs first, then Slytherin.

  As if to disgust the Gryffindor students, the Slytherin students actually sang "Weasley is our king" again

   This time there was no other sound interference, the singing echoed on the court, and Professor McGonagall, who was in charge of supervising, glared at the Slytherin students who were trying to make trouble,

   Then, I saw the Gryffindor students stop collectively and made an ugly gesture towards the Slytherin auditorium: "The struggle of a dead snake before death, the impotent bark of a loser."

   "Don't stop, keep running." Professor McGonagall urged loudly, looking at the gunpowder-smelling stadium and couldn't help but sigh. The current situation is really bad.

   "Sure enough, I still have too much energy."

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