Hogwarts’s Affectionate and Righteous Slytherin

This is the first Quidditch match this semester, and the temperature has begun to drop, but despite this, it still cannot resist the enthusiasm of the students.

Quidditch pitch.

Under the icy cold wind, the students couldn't help but cast envious glances at Durmstrang's representatives.

Regis was still the same, putting the conjured flames into a glass bottle prepared in advance and holding it for warmth.

"Nice magic." Hilde sat beside him, looking at the bottle in his hand with interest.

"thanks."

In today's game, Slytherin's opponent is Ravenclaw.

Before that, when the two academies were conducting Quidditch training, the two sides had already had several unpleasant encounters.

The current Slytherin Quidditch captain is Flint, who has drastically changed several tactics and has great confidence in winning.

Therefore, during training, he was always suspicious of people from other academies, and always felt that those people were specially here to steal the teacher's skills.

At this moment, Flint is in the locker room finally telling his teammates, especially the rookie Regulus.

"Listen, as long as I follow my method, the Quidditch Cup and the House Cup will be ours." Flint seemed very confident in his tactics.

Regulus couldn't help taking a deep breath. As a newcomer, he couldn't control his excitement.

"Regulus, don't be nervous." Flint comforted with Yan Yue, "We will cover you, you just need to focus on the Golden Snitch."

Everyone is used to this scene.

Not only was Flint arrogant and short-tempered, but he was smart enough to know who to hold back in front of him.

"Yeah, Regulus, you can fly much better than that guy Duck." Avery shrugged and agreed.

Duck was the last Seeker and had graduated.

"Yes, those nerds, they don't think about me." The goalkeeper in the team, Tywin, was slurred, chewing something in his mouth.

"Don't underestimate the enemy, you idiot!" Lukewood said. "I've seen their practice, and their new Seeker this year is not a good guy to deal with."

Regulus turned the Firebolt in his hand and said firmly: "I will definitely be able to find the Golden Snitch before him."

"Hey, that's right! Let them see our Slytherin methods." Flint's eyes were excited and cruel, his fingers on the broom turned white from too much force, "Let those Ravenclaws see Look how great we are!"

"Yes, we can definitely win."

Flint glanced at the high morale teammates with satisfaction, stretched out his hand, and the teammates stretched out their arms and folded their hands on it.

"Slytherin must win!"

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Slytherin's green sea was mixed with a dazzling red, and Regis happened to be in the position of being attacked by the red.

Gryffindor on the left, Durmstrang on the right.

The Ravenclaw students sat in the opposite bleachers, their blue scarves merged into a sea of ​​blue scarves, blending in perfectly with Booth Barton's friends.

The horn sounded, and everyone sitting on the high platform saw the door below the stadium slowly open from a distance.

The figure in the green uniform rushed out first on a broom, and when they could fly around the stand, a huge cheer erupted from the Slytherin area.

After Ravenclaw came on stage, they immediately received cheers twice as strong as theirs.

The two teams formed a fan shape and faced off in mid-air on broomsticks.

Mrs. Hooch stood at the bottom of the court with a familiar box at her feet.

Emphasizing and repeating the phrase "fair competition", as she blew the whistle, the game officially began!

At this moment, the cheers were deafening, and everyone pulled their necks and tried their best to cheer for their favorite academy.

Occasionally, there are some strange sounds mixed in.

The Slytherin batsman was the first to hit the Bludgers to the Ravenclaw players.

Ravenclaw's teammates couldn't dodge in time, and they were hit hard, and it could be seen that he and the broom under him couldn't help shaking.

The Slytherin batter beat a punch.

There was a "hush" sound in the stands.

Slytherin's pursuer got the Quaffle, and when they were about to shoot, Ravenclaw's men turned around and flew to him to try to stop it.

Seeing this, the other Slytherin players immediately sent them over from left to right, almost knocking them off their brooms.

"Ding! Congrats to Slytherin for getting the first ten!" Skeeter was still explaining this year, and Regis was very curious about why she hadn't been replaced. After all, Professor McGonagall didn't seem to accept her explanation.

Slytherin seemed to burst into excited cheers.

In the next game, Slytherin used this style of play to throw five goals out of sequence, and Ravenclaw followed closely, scoring three.

The difference between the two sides is not very big.

Flint's expression became more and more serious. They didn't expect Ravenclaw's nerds to be so resistant to beatings.

If this goes on, the key to victory in this game depends on the Golden Snitch.

The Seekers on both sides were looking for golden shadows without blinking. Both of them were new players this year, and they were all suffocating in their hearts to prove themselves.

At this time, after Ravenclaw scored a second goal in a row, there was a commotion in the stands.

Someone was yelling: "The Snitch has appeared! It's the Golden Snitch!"

Regulus, who had been wandering on the edge of the court, moved at the same time as Osborn.

The other players were not idle either. Slytherin sent three people to cover, and the rest took advantage of Ravenclaw's unpreparedness, and quickly counterattacked and scored ten points!

"Ladies and gentlemen, now we can see that with the appearance of the Golden Snitch, the two lovely Seekers are rushing in its direction again." Skeeter explained lazily and comfortably, and adjusted The way she sits, "Oh, it's obviously an unfair game. Look, Blake's broom is noticeably faster, and I bet it's going to be very, very expensive, and I'd say we should just declare it outright. Slytherin wins."

"After all, look at Osborn, this poor little guy is still sweeping, Slytherin is clearly ahead by 10,000 points at the start, oh no! Let me correct it~www.novelmt.com~ It's 10,000 Galleons !"

"Hahaha"

"She was right!"

"It's not fair, Slytherin sucks, we lost last year because they all had the latest broomsticks from Malfoy!"

For a time, other academies in the stands roared with laughter, sarcasm, and indignant voices.

Slytherin dismissed it.

"Hey, money is also part of strength."

"Results outweigh everything."

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Regulus was significantly faster on the field, and the Slytherin audience almost blew the horn of victory.

Including Regulus himself, looking at the Golden Snitch who was close at hand, his heart skipped a beat.

The corner of his mouth showed a smile that was about to win in advance.