Qiu's heart went cold the moment she stretched out her hand. She realized that she had overlooked a detail before.
At 12 years old, she was a head shorter than Warrington, and her arms were a little shorter, but this shorter length made the difference between victory and defeat.
The sweeping seven-star broom she bought this year has been driven to the extreme. If she continues to increase the speed, the broom will probably disintegrate in the air and turn into parts.
Qiu saw Warrington's contemptuous smile, which seemed to her like a declaration of victory.
Roger Davis's message to them in the first training session still lingers in their minds: You must never let your opponents look down on you, and you must lose with blood even if you lose!
Several teammates were knocked to pieces by the Slytherin players, and the tragic sight of Eddie being injured and being carried away was still vivid in her mind. A fire suddenly burst out in Qiu's heart, burning her sanity completely.
The broom under him was still moving at full speed, and Qiu threw himself forward, not caring that he was fifty feet in the air. The audience in the stands screamed, and Allen even closed his eyes tightly and did not dare to look anymore.
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This action completely goes against Quidditch technique.
Warrington didn't expect Qiu to make such an outrageous move. Like a moth to the flame, he rushed towards the Golden Snitch without hesitation.
This forward attack directly smoothed out the previous small difference, and even made a slight surplus.
Qiu's toes hung on the broom for a moment, and he successfully picked up the Golden Snitch with his right hand. Warrington's hand brushed against Qiu's fingertips and caught nothing, just like his disappointed heart at the moment.
One hundred and fifty points, Ravenclaw won.
With his whole body stretched out of the broom, Qiu undoubtedly lost his balance and fell fifty feet in the air, like an eagle with broken wings.
Fifty feet, not counting the wind, the free fall lasts only 1.7 seconds, which is fleeting.
Professor McGonagall took action in time, but she was a little far away from Qiu Zhigui. Although the belated floating spell helped Qiu remove most of her power, her right hand was still bent backwards, and her entire arm was broken.
It became a weird obtuse angle.
Hailis' face turned red, tears fell from her eyes, and she covered her mouth hard, but she still couldn't hide her sobs.
Allen happily wanted to rush down the stands, but the bustling crowd stopped him. Prefect Caitlin ran down with the banner, and many students followed her.
The members of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team never expected that Qiu would take such a risky approach. They were already very close to Qiu on the court, and when they saw their classmate was injured, they quickly flew over on their broomsticks.
Warrington landed slowly, and Qiu was lying in front of him, with his right arm bent, holding the Golden Snitch tightly in his hand. His fair face was scratched with blood marks by the weeds on the ground, but he still had a bright smile.
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He threw the broom down angrily, "What a madman."
Warrington muttered and went to the side to join Flint.
"Are you crazy?" His teammates gathered around Qiu. Roger looked at Qiu's injuries, the corners of his eyes twitching, and he almost couldn't help but slap Qiu on the back of the head.
Before Qiu could say anything, Professor McGonagall rushed over. The bun that had been carefully erected on the back of her head was loosened, and a few strands of gray hair were exposed. She looked nervous. After making sure that Qiu Zhang was not in danger,
The stiff face relaxed slightly.
But in the blink of an eye, Professor McGonagall's lips pursed tightly, and students who were familiar with Professor McGonagall knew that she was very angry now.
"A very impulsive and irrational move, Miss Zhang." She waved her wand and lifted Qiu up. "If you let me see you do this again, I will put you in solitary confinement with the naughty kids in our college."
"Let's go, don't be stunned." Whether intentionally or not, Roger did not shake hands with the Slytherin players after the game, but instead led his own members to the medical wing.
The Ravenclaws packed the entire hospital wing to a packed house, shouting the names of Autumn and Eddie, who were undoubtedly the biggest contributors to the victory in the Quidditch match.
However, this large-scale gathering made Madam Pomfrey, who was in charge of the medical wing, very dissatisfied, and she mercilessly drove back all the students who were gathered here.
After a while, there were only a few Quidditch players and the wounded man's friends left here.
Haylis held Qiu's left hand, tears streaming down her face as if she wanted nothing. Madam Pomfrey had straightened Qiu's arm, and her right arm was now wrapped in a thick bandage.
"Hailis, please stop crying, am I fine now..." Qiu scratched her head, feeling a little embarrassed.
Marietta took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears, "What will your parents do if something happens to you?"
Qiu was silent.
"But it's always a good thing to win, isn't it?" Eddie tried to smooth things over, "Let's all be happy. We are very likely to win the Academy Cup and the Quidditch Trophy at the same time this year!"
"And Gryffindor, they also won two games," Qiu said in a low voice, "The point difference is higher than ours."
"We are not afraid!" Eddie was very confident, "As long as you restrain Porter, we can win."
"I feel like I can't compare to him," Qiu said, feeling a little frustrated. "I watched the game yesterday. His speed was too fast and I couldn't keep up."
Hailis held back her tears, but her eyes were as red as a rabbit, "Don't say that, Qiu, you are great, no worse than anyone else."
"How about compared with Professor McGonagall?" Joel teased her deliberately.
Hailis took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to her, and glared at Joel fiercely. However, her eyes were red and swollen, and her eyes were watery, and she looked like she was jealous.
Qiu's performance left the suspense of the Quidditch trophy to the end, and the game between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor will be held after the final exam.
April arrived in a blink of an eye, and Eddie and Qiu's injuries had long since recovered. It was the season of spring when flowers bloomed and everything revived. The students walked out of the castle in their spare time and spent more time at the black lake and hillsides admiring the spring scenery, creating a joyful and harmonious atmosphere.
But Joel knew in his heart that Hogwarts was not as peaceful as it seemed on the surface, and the plot of the Philosopher's Stone was already on track.
Joel obediently held the mandrake leaf in his mouth for a month, but he never expected that the full moon night when the leaf was taken out would be a cloudy day - according to requirements, the night the leaf was taken out of the mouth must receive the purest moonlight.
Joel had to start all over again, and he didn't know when it would end.
On Thursday morning, the four people in the dormitory were holding their textbooks and preparing to go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. They didn't even bring their schoolbags, and they didn't plan to take notes. After half a year of contact, they knew that Professor Quirrell was struggling to even read the textbook, let alone
What skills were taught?
"There are 69 days until the final exam?" Passing by the bulletin board in the common room, Eddie glanced at it and found a piece of news that made him feel physically uncomfortable. His eyebrows jumped twice.
"Prefect Caitlin posted it," Allen said. "We are now far ahead in the College Cup score. Prefect Caitlin didn't want us to lose our lead, so she posted a countdown to the final exam and a tutoring group meeting on the bulletin board.
time and place.”
"What tutoring group?" Sergey frowned and stepped forward to look through it.
"Ah..." Joel recalled that he and Eddie had received potions tutoring from Prefect Caitlin when they were in first grade. "It was just to remediate the students' weak subjects. After all, the final exam required a T (Troll) grade.
Points will be deducted.”
He shouted mandrake leaves in his mouth, speaking very clearly for fear of accidentally swallowing the leaves.
"Mr. Carmichael, I finally found you," Prefect Caitlin panted and ran over, her high ponytail swaying. She saw that Sergey was checking the information of the tutoring group, "You saw it, right?
,...Then there’s no need for me to explain, just come to the library to study for homework this weekend.”