Regardless of whether Harry Potter would be "saved" by the house elves, the game was still going on, and after Lee Jordan loudly announced that the Slytherin team was temporarily in the lead, raindrops began to fall from the sky.
"Sure enough, it's still raining."
Albert quickly took out the wand from his pocket, held up the umbrella, and raised it above Isobel's head to keep out the cold rain.
There was a brief chaos in the auditorium, but most students still chose to get wet in the rain and continue watching the Quidditch match.
"I really don't know why everyone is so enthusiastic about Quidditch." Albert murmured quietly.
"Don't you like it?" Isobel turned her head and looked at her boyfriend's side face, then looked at the umbrella held above her head. She took out the wand from her cloak and turned her handkerchief into an umbrella. Then, she used the expansion spell to turn the umbrella into an umbrella.
Make it bigger and stick it on the steps behind them, so that Albert doesn't have to hold up the umbrella hard to protect the two of them from the rain.
"A very beautiful transformation magic." Albert praised, "By the way, I still remember when I was in the first grade, in order to learn to use the summoning spell to conjure an umbrella, I spent a lot of time on summoning. Now that I think about it, it was actually
There are many alternatives."
For example, contraction spells and expansion spells.
As for the transformation spell, don't look at Isobel's understatement of turning a handkerchief into an umbrella just now. In fact, this kind of transformation magic is very difficult, especially since the size of the handkerchief and the umbrella are very different, and the difficulty has been increased many times.
, even among wizards who graduate from Hogwarts, there are very few who can achieve this level.
Of course, the current Albert can actually do it easily, but he cannot be as precise as Isobel. Summoning an umbrella is obviously easier.
Of course, if you don't know the first two, you can only bring a shrunken umbrella. When you need to use it, you can restore the umbrella to its original shape, but the quality is a bit low.
Isobel looked at Albert with strange eyes, seeming to ask why you wanted to use summoning to summon an umbrella in the first place?
No matter who it is, they are probably curious. This kind of thinking is really weird.
"Probably because it's practical!" Albert put the wand back into his pocket, "After all, it rains a lot in the UK. If you can summon an umbrella, you don't have to worry about getting wet when it suddenly rains and you don't have an umbrella. In fact,
I quite hate getting caught in the rain."
As he spoke, Albert raised his hand and pointed to the audience below who were soaked in the rain, and said gently.
Isobel suddenly felt that what Albert said made sense. It was indeed true. Because of the sudden rain, many students did not bring umbrellas or raincoats, so they could only watch the game while soaking in the rain.
The feeling of being caught in the rain in winter is really not pleasant.
"I found that the physique of wizards is indeed much stronger than that of Muggles." Albert looked at the still enthusiastic audience below and sighed softly, "If you are an ordinary Muggle, you will have to spend more than half of your day in the rain in this horrible weather.
If you are young, you will definitely have to go to the hospital."
Although some students will eventually need to go to the infirmary to seek treatment from Madam Pomfrey, the majority of the students' bodies can hold on.
The rain was getting heavier, and a few students in the auditorium also held up their own umbrellas, but more students were already soaked to the skin and shivering from the cold rain.
However, people still cheered despite the rain, and Gryffindor finally scored.
"Sure enough, is it because there is so little entertainment in the magical world?" Albert murmured softly.
"Are there a lot of fun things over there in Muggles?" Isobel asked curiously. Her knowledge of the Muggle world was really limited, and the Muggle Studies course was actually useless.
"A lot. Muggles are very good at enjoying themselves. They have invented a lot of interesting things. When I have free time, I will take you to visit the Muggle world."
"Okay!" Isobel smiled sweetly. She knew that Albert hoped that she could know more about the Muggle world, not just the magical world. There would be no harm in walking around and seeing more sometimes.
At this moment, the game was paused, and the Gryffindor players gathered together and whispered, seeming to be discussing how to deal with the crazy Bludger, but they didn't seem to think of a good way, because after the game continued, there was still only Harry.
·Potter dealt with the Bludger alone.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and a chill began to spread on the court. The huge umbrellas could not completely protect them from the pouring rain. The two sat closely together, trying their best to prevent each other from getting wet by the rain.
Albert looked at the audience and once again lamented the dedication of this group of people.
If this Quidditch match continues into the evening, will this group of people also get wet into the evening?
Just as Albert was thinking maliciously, there was a burst of exclamations and gloating whistles on the court. Harry Potter was still concentrated on his arms by the crazy Bludger and rolled off the broom.
He rolled around in the mud in embarrassment.
The whistle sounded immediately, and Mrs. Hooch landed to check Harry Potter's injuries. After she saw the golden snitch, she blew the whistle again and declared Gryffindor the winner.
The game was finally over and the spectators were spared several hours of freezing rain.
"It seems that Gryffindor has won!" Isobel looked at Harry who was surrounded by the crowd and asked, "Did you guess it a long time ago?"
"Yes, he is the savior after all, Harry Potter. Under normal circumstances, he will not lose to the Slytherin team." Albert said mysteriously: "Okay, you go back to the castle first. I need to go over there to see the situation.
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"I almost forgot, you are still a backup player for the Gryffindor team, see you later." Isobel returned the umbrella to its original size and followed the crowd away.
After Albert watched Isobel leave, he walked towards the court and saw Fred and George desperately pressing the wild Bludger into the box.
"I dare say it must have been enchanted by someone. It's best to ask Mrs. Hooch to come and check it out." Fred couldn't help complaining when he saw Albert walking over.
"Is Harry Potter okay? I saw that he seemed to have been hit by a Bludger." Albert said calmly, looking in the direction where the crowd was gathering.
"It's all Wood's fault. Either catch the Golden Snitch or die on the field." George complained angrily.
"Wood is the captain, so it's normal for him to say such things." Albert saw Lockhart walking this way and tried to calm the two of them down. "He is under greater pressure than you. As long as he is the captain,
No one wants their team to lose the game."
While Albert was speaking, Lockhart had already pushed aside the crowd and came to Potter. He took out his wand from his pocket and pointed it at Harry's arm.
"What does he want to do?" Lee Jordan came over, looking very embarrassed. His morning dressing up was in vain.
"Probably helping Harry treat his arm." Albert shook his head and said, "I think he will only make things worse."
As it turned out, Lockhart was unable to heal Harry's arm, and the Gryffindor hero was eventually carried sideways to the school hospital.
"What did Lockhart do?" Fred noticed that Harry's arm was bent in a strange arc.
"Lockhart probably... removed Harry Potter's broken bones." Albert turned his head and looked in the other direction. He saw Marcus, the captain of Slytherin, yelling at Malfoy.
They said the Golden Snitch was right above his head and he couldn't even see it.
"I think Marcus regrets it!" George gloated sarcastically, "As a seeker, a rich father alone is not enough, but they obviously don't realize this."
Malfoy turned his head and looked this way, glaring fiercely at the gloating foursome.
"Let's go back and have a banquet." Angelina greeted a few people: "We have to find a way to get some food to celebrate."
"Leave this to us." Fred patted his chest and said, "We can go to the kitchen to get something to eat. By the way, do you have any butterbeer over there?"
"I didn't buy it last time." Albert thought for a while and said, "But I can provide you with some candies."
Fred and George went to the kitchen and got some cakes, candies and bottles of pumpkin juice, and then went to the school hospital with the other players to visit Harry.
"Aren't you going in together?" Lee Jordan stopped and looked doubtfully at Albert, who planned to stay outside.
"No need, they will come out soon anyway."
Lee Jordan looked at the door of the campus hospital suspiciously, and heard Madam Pomfrey's scolding from inside. Winning the competition made several people feel a little carried away, forgetting whose territory the campus hospital belonged to.