diskusbooks Chapter 126 Winning streak
Chapter 126 Winning streak
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Diagonally across from the stands where Slytherin gathered were Hufflepuff and Gryffindor, forming a sea of yellow and red.
Indra managed to squeeze into a good position and looked down at the stadium from the edge of the stands. At this time, even more enthusiastic cheers broke out and the stands were shaking.
"The members of Gryffindor and Slytherin are entering!" the commentator shouted enthusiastically.
Indra lowered his head and looked at the green court. A team wearing red jerseys and a team wearing green jerseys were walking towards the center of each other.
Among the crowd, the low-temperature sunlight shone on a touch of light golden hair.
Suddenly, a boy wearing a yellow scarf with brown stripes appeared from next to Indra, looking around alertly, holding two green flags in his hands against his cheeks.
"Ernie?" Indra turned around and said in surprise, looking at him with a suppressed smile, "Didn't you say you support Gryffindor?"
A few days before the game, Head Boy Faria and Head Girl Kelly held a prefect meeting regarding order and safety during the Quidditch match.
Indra asked Ernie whether he supported Slytherin or Gryffindor, and he categorically said that he would support Gryffindor.
Ernie coughed twice in embarrassment and hesitated, "I just came over to take a look..."
At this time, Ms. Huo Qi's whistle sounded, and both Indra and Ernie immediately looked towards the court. Players from both sides were flying quickly into the sky on broomsticks.
The game is on!
"Johnson got the Quaffle! She dodged Derrian! Montague is now neck and neck with her for the Quaffle!"
The commentator was Gryffindor's Lee Jordan, and his passionate voice echoed over the stadium.
"Two Bludgers are coming! Johnson threw the Quaffle! Alia and McMillan are approaching it!"
"Slytherin actually has female team members! Now it's a war for girls! Let's wait and see!"
Indra and Ernie's eyes were tense and focused, with excitement hidden on their faces, hoping that Senna could successfully grab the Quaffle.
The green figure with a deep golden light shining on its head quickly moved towards the Quaffle, not afraid of hitting the opponent at all.
"Slytherin's Senna MacMillan stole the Quaffle! She bypassed Katie Bell's block and headed towards the Gryffindor goal!"
Indra's ears suddenly burst into enthusiastic cheers from her classmates, so much so that she couldn't hear her own voice.
Ernie almost leaned out of the bleacher railing with half of his body, raised his arms and shouted excitedly, "Well done! Senna!!"
Lee Jordan's commentary continued.
"Guarding there is Ron, Gryffindor's new keeper and younger brother of Fred the Beater and George! Come on Ron!"
Senna threw the Quaffle, and Ron missed. The Quaffle passed through his armpit and hit the center of the highest ring.
"Slytherin scores! Ten to zero lead!"
After Senna made the shot, Indra looked away to find Draco. He moved quickly on the court, looking for traces of the Golden Snitch in every corner.
"Drian controlled the ball! Fred's Bludger came! The Quaffle passed to Montague! These two old Slytherin teammates cooperated very well!!"
"Ten more points for Slytherin! Twenty to zero lead! Ron was unlucky because he failed to block the opponent's attack!"
"Alia dribbled the ball past MacMillan! Walker's Bludger came over! Aria snatched the Quaffle and rushed towards the goal! Slytherin goalkeeper Miles Blige intercepted it Shot on goal! Shame on Gryffindor!"
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"Montai ran towards the goal! Ron! Ron finally saved a ball! The game continues!"
"Chucks Shafik's Bludger hit Johnson! Johnson dropped the Quaffle!"
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"Let's look at the Gryffindor and Slytherin Seekers, the Golden Snitch hasn't appeared yet!"
The score gradually drew to sixty to twenty, but for Quidditch, the game will never end as long as the Golden Snitch is not caught.
Senna is the Chaser, Chucks the Beater. He knocked Katie Bell, a Gryffindor Chaser, unconscious. He slowly lowered his raised arm holding the bat and whistled. , "Oh, man, I'm so sorry."
"Slytherin is so cruel! Their new beater Chuck Shafik knocked out Katie Bell with a Bludger! Katie Bell is out!"
The commentator Lee Jordan screamed, with anger in his voice. He seemed to find this scene very scary because he was leaning towards Gryffindor in his heart.
But his voice made the atmosphere in the stands even more crazy and anxious. The girls screamed in anger or excitement one after another.
Indra happily said, Chax's spring is coming.
She used her Quidditch binoculars to search the pitch carefully for any sign of the Golden Snitch.
Gryffindor is now left alone. As long as Slytherin leads by more than 150 points before catching the Golden Snitch, or Draco catches the Golden Snitch first, Gryffindor will lose.
Draco's broom flew past Chucks quickly, and he paused briefly opposite him, exchanging looks with a half-smile. Then the two people staggered and re-entered the arena like a dragon swimming into the sea.
In the elegantly named Emerald Club, the only four members don't look very gentle.
When the score reached 140-30, a subtle golden flash appeared on the Slytherin pitch.
Draco was patrolling in the center of the court. The first second he saw the golden light, his body reacted faster than he could think. He leaned forward and rushed out, like a blurry green shadow rushing towards the golden snitch.
A red figure from behind gradually caught up, and the golden snitch in front quickly and smoothly walked around the tall pillars of the goal, so the two seekers also quickly passed through the three pillars.
The Snitch flew towards the Slytherin stand and brushed past the edge, closely followed by their Seeker.
The crowd screamed and backed away to avoid being hit.
Large green and silver banners and flags were blown by the cold and swift wind as the Seekers galloped past.
The Golden Snitch is close!
At this moment, Draco was not distracted, the sounds in the arena disappeared, everything around him seemed to be still, his slender hand with a silver ring stretched out to the trembling golden ball.
The other hand followed closely, as if it was about to reach past Draco's hand and grab the Snitch.
But he missed it. The Golden Snitch was already firmly in Draco's palm.
Amidst the cheers and screams that filled the entire stadium, Draco smiled, raised his arm holding the Snitch, and then looked back at the Slytherin stands.
Those clear gray-blue eyes only looked at one person in the distance, as if to say, look, I won.
In the stands with loud cheers and waving silver and green flags, Indra also stared at him, with clear admiration and lingering warmth in his bright eyes.
The first game was over. Indra and Ernie followed the crowd and squeezed out of the stands. People crowded on the bustling green field and refused to leave, except for the defeated Gryffindor.
The Slytherin players landed quickly. As soon as Chucks got off the broomstick, a group of Slytherin classmates immediately gathered around him and excitedly and enthusiastically talked to him about the accurate Bludger just now.
Senna ran over with joy, holding a broomstick in one hand and wanted to hug Indra.
"I scored! We won!"
As soon as Indra stretched out her arms to her, Draco grabbed her raised hands and put them around his waist, then held them in his arms.
He pushed Ernie over and said lazily, "This is yours."
Ernie didn't have time to yell at Malfoy. He staggered and just stood up when his sister Senna kissed him on the cheek.
He swore that this had not happened in the McMillan family for more than ten years, except maybe when they were babies and nibbled each other's cheeks when they were hungry.
Even in such a cold weather, Draco's body was still hot after the game.
The two broke away from the team and did not return to the locker room together.
They walked back across the court to the castle and went to the prefects' washroom on the sixth floor.
Draco easily carried Indra to the sink, raised his face and kissed her passionately, one hand struggled to reach into her thick woolen skirt, and slid along Indra's breasts through her knee-length stockings. Touch up the calves, knees, and inner thighs.
It wasn't until dark that the two returned to the lake lounge for another celebration banquet. When Indra and Draco walked through the corridor, they found some white lisianthus petals floating in scatteredly, and then discovered that it was outside the castle. I don’t know when it snowed again.
On Monday morning, new large notices were posted on the serpentine wall and on the notice board in the college foyer.
According to the "Education Order No. 25" issued by the Ministry of Magic, Umbridge has the highest authority to impose all punishments, sanctions and deprivation of power on Hogwarts students, and has the right to modify the decisions of other teachers.
"What inspired that crazy bitch again?" said a seventh-year Slytherin student.
This is a former member of the Serpentine Wall Club.
Indra, Senna, Draco and Chucks turned through the foyer together and followed a set of marble steps into the auditorium.
They sat down on the long table, and Draco said thoughtfully, "Montai said before that Gryffindor had no way to reorganize the team, but Umbridge was forced to do so at Dumbledore's request. accepted."
It seems that this is the reason why Umbridge feels that she does not have enough control over Hogwarts.
A burst of cheers suddenly came from the Gryffindor side, the voices of the Weasleys.
What makes them so happy when they just lost Quidditch?
Indra looked up and followed their gaze to the head teacher's desk, showing surprise.
"Hagrid is back."
Moreover, he was injured all over, and his face was covered with bruises and bruises.
Who could beat Hagrid like this?
You must know that he has giant blood, and ordinary spells cannot penetrate the skin that contains huge power.
"It seems that his tribe does not welcome him."
Draco looked away with an unreadable expression. Ever since he learned Occlumency from Snape, he could always subconsciously control his thoughts without being noticed.
Senna sighed dejectedly and forked the beef stew with potatoes on the plate. She had only been happy for a few days!
"You mean, he failed?" Chucks asked in a low voice while glancing up covertly.
Draco had previously revealed to them that Hagrid left to seek an opportunity to fight against Voldemort with the giants.
On Tuesday, the fifth-year Slytherin students walked through thick snow to attend the Care of Magical Creatures class. Many students also expected to see Professor Grapeplan there.
However, standing there was Hagrid, who was carrying half a dead cow. The hair on his face had turned yellow-green, and some wounds were still bleeding.
It's scary to see.
If he taught the first and second grade students like this, it would be difficult to guarantee that those students would not be frightened into tears.
Indra loved Hagrid's lessons, she seemed to be waiting for something to go wrong so that she could get out her wand.
"We're going to have class inside today!"
What didn't match Hagrid's appearance was the cheerful smile on his face. He raised his hand and pointed to the Forbidden Forest behind him, "The forest is a bit dense, but they like the darkness..."
"What likes the dark?" Draco asked, squinting alertly.
He has not forgotten what happened when he agreed to Hagrid and Indra to take care of Buckbeak in the Forbidden Forest when he was in third grade, but ended up encountering the Winged Demon!
Indra: "That's a lot...dementors?"
She really wanted to meet the Dementors again, otherwise there would be no room for her to cast or experiment with her Patronus spells and potions.
If Hagrid could get a Dementor, Indra didn't know how to express her admiration and gratitude to Hagrid.
Draco looked at her helplessly, with focused tenderness in his gray-blue eyes.
I really want to hold her chin and kiss her punishingly, why do I always like these dangerous things?
"...I have prepared a forest expedition class for your fifth graders to see how those animals live in their natural environment."
Hagrid's loud voice continued, "The animals we are going to learn about today are very rare. In fact, they are no strangers to you. You will know about them later. I think I am the only person in the UK who has tamed them..."
After a moment of unbearable silence, everyone followed Hagrid into the forest.
After walking in the woods for about ten minutes, the surrounding light became darker and darker, as if it had suddenly turned from morning to dusk.
Thick leaves blocked out all the snow that had fallen for days, and the clearing in the forest was filled with solid land.
Hagrid put half of the dead cow on the ground and looked at everyone.
Many people looked around with vigilance, leaning against tree trunks, worried that something strange would suddenly rush out and catch them off guard.
Indra did not dare to take it lightly, turning her pale amber eyes slightly to look around.
After all, Hagrid's assessment of danger is different from ordinary people, and the flames spouted by the blaster are like tickling him.