"I hate this weather!" Albert took off his winter cloak, reached out and took the Quidditch costume from Charlie and put it on himself.
Fred and George were already ready, holding hands with each other and circling around each other, showing off their outfits.
"This outfit suits you very well." Eileen smiled and said to Albert: "You use Mark's Sweeping Six Stars, which is the fastest flying broomstick among us."
"I'll leave my broomstick to you for the time being. You have to ride it and catch the Golden Snitch." Mark smiled and patted Albert on the shoulder, handing his Sweeping Six-Star to Albert.
"Don't worry, I will definitely catch the Golden Snitch." When others were not paying attention, Albert looked at the mission panel with empty eyes, and sure enough, a new mission appeared.
belated victory
This Quidditch game has been going on for a long time, catch the golden snitch and win for Gryffindor.
Reward: 5oo experience.
"These are the goggles." Charlie began to remind everyone, "When the game starts again, Albert will go directly to the sky to look for the Golden Snitch. Ignore other people, and be careful not to be attacked. Fred, George,
You help protect him and let Albert find the Golden Snitch as soon as possible to end this game. I don't want the game to last until evening."
"You have so much confidence in me?" Albert suddenly felt something called pressure, burdened by other people's expectations, and he felt a little heavy.
"Of course, besides having confidence in you, what else can we do?" Charlie said matter-of-factly, "Besides, everyone believes that you can definitely catch the Golden Snitch."
"Sounds like it makes sense." Albert picked up the wand on his cloak, used the fire and water invulnerability spell on his goggles, then put on the goggles and followed the others outside.
There was no umbrella, and the cold rain fell on Albert's body, quickly soaking his clothes.
"It's unbelievable. Half of Gryffindor's substitute players are first-year freshmen. Have they given up on the game? Or is this actually Gryffindor's secret weapon?"
The commentator couldn't help but exclaimed after playing more games for Gryffin.
Not only the commentator, but other viewers who support Gryffindor are also very puzzled, because most senior students can fly better than the freshmen. Is it really a secret weapon?
In the eyes of the Slytherin audience, it was obvious that the Gryffindor team could not find any other substitute players and could only find a bunch of newcomers to fill the gap.
Albert stood on the court, listening to the cheers from around him. He did not feel nervous about being noticed for the first time. On the contrary, he felt that his blood was boiling.
This is completely different from being in the stands as a spectator.
Albert didn't listen to what Mrs. Hooch was saying. When the whistle sounded, he immediately flew into the air on his broomstick.
After rising into the air, Albert found that his vision was very blurry, and it was difficult to even see the positions of his teammates, let alone find the Golden Snitch in the rain.
Slytherin's seeker was following Albert, and the opponent did not rush towards him directly, and had no intention of fighting.
Their eyes met, and they just nodded slightly, with no other reaction. It seems that not all the Slytherin team is a group of violent guys.
Both sides are patiently waiting for the opportunity, looking for the whereabouts of the Golden Snitch and at the same time warning each other.
Albert looked down, blurry figures of red and green passing through his eyes, while the audience was hidden in the sea of umbrellas.
"Be careful, don't be distracted!" George swung the bat and knocked away a Bludger that was heading towards Albert. He also raised the bat and waved it towards the Slytherin Seeker not far away, but
In the end, they did not attack the opponent.
At least this time, the Slytherin team's seeker was barely a normal person, and George had no experience of hitting people in games.
Time passed by, and Albert was almost freezing under the rain. But as a hunter, Albert knew that he needed to be patient, even if he searched high in the sky for a long time, there was no trace of the Golden Snitch.
Suddenly there was a flash of golden light near Slytherin's scoring ring. Albert captured this scene sensitively. He almost instinctively tilted the broom forward, accelerated the speed and began to dive.
Is it the Golden Snitch?
Albert was not sure whether what he saw was the Golden Snitch, but he needed to bet. If the bet won, Gryffindor would win. If he lost, there would be no loss.
Since there is no loss, it is natural to gamble.
At this moment, Albert leaned all over his broomstick, pushing the speed of Sweeping Six Stars to the limit. The Slytherin Seeker behind him also jumped on his broom and followed closely after Albert started to take action.
Below, the commentator suddenly shouted at the moment Albert added: "Gryffindor's young seeker started to add. Could it be that he had a cash thief? Currently, Slytherin's seeker is far behind."
At the back. In ten minutes, will Gryffindor win?"
"Look, everyone, Slytherin's goalkeeper is trying to intercept the Seeker, and two pursuers are also double-teaming him. Gryffindor's Seeker is in danger, and Slytherin's player actually plans to continue using it.
Despicable means to prevent Gryffindor from winning."
However, Albert's current situation is far more thrilling than the narrator said.
The moment the two sides passed each other, Albert's body suddenly tilted to one side, narrowly dodging the fist thrown by the Slytherin goalkeeper, and his elbow slightly came up at the right time, hitting Slater who was passing by.
Goalkeeper Lin's chin used the momentum to knock out several of the opponent's teeth.
The two passed each other in a thrilling manner, and Albert continued to fly forward. He had already seen the Golden Snitch in front of him. It was bypassing Slytherin's scoring ring and flying towards the outer wall.
"It's the Golden Snitch, Merlin's beard. The young Seeker can easily avoid the Keeper's attack. He is indeed Gryffindor's secret weapon."
When Albert was about to catch the Golden 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
Rolling and dodging the bat flying from behind.
The bat did not hit Albert, but flew towards the auditorium below. It is not known whether it hit an unlucky spectator.
"It's close, it's close." Albert stretched out his arm, and at the moment when he grabbed the Golden Snitch with his palm, he suddenly pulled up the broom and raised it 90 degrees to avoid hitting the auditorium.
"Won!"
Albert stared at the Golden Snitch in his hand, with a pleasant smile on his lips, he succeeded.
Suddenly there was a commotion below.
Originally, the Slytherin player who was following behind and trying to intercept Albert failed to brake in time and ended up crashing into the audience. It seemed that someone was hit.
When Albert descended, he saw Snape looking this way with a gloomy face.
He raised the Snitch with a smile on his face and waved the Snitch in his hand towards Snape, no, he should have waved towards the audience.
"Caught, Gryffindor's youngest Seeker easily caught the Golden Snitch in just twelve minutes. Let us congratulate Gryffindor for winning the final game." The commentator shouted.
After saying that, he joked again: "I really didn't expect that the Slytherin team would eventually be defeated at the hands of a new student. I really hope that their two team members are okay. I saw that they were in pain after the collision."
However, no one paid attention to the commentator's ridicule, everyone was cheering for Gryffindor's victory.
When Albert landed, he felt someone bumping into him. It was the Weasley brothers and other members of the team. They hugged each other and descended.
Charlie and others also ran out of the locker room and waved excitedly in this direction.
Before Albert could recover, he was already carried and thrown into the air by a group of people. To be honest, the feeling of floating in the air was not comfortable, but it was a novel experience for Albert.