"I suddenly understand why everyone likes to watch Quidditch games."
Isobel and Albert held hands and strolled along the path leading to the Hogwarts Quidditch field. Now, due to Umbridge, the Hogwarts Quidditch match is no longer open to the outside world, but watching a game is not difficult for Albert.
"Because there is not much entertainment in the magic world, ordinary life is too boring." Albert said gently: "Boring life needs some spice."
"Yes, it's too boring." Isobel has been staying in the safe house in Hogsmeade recently and has a deep understanding of this. Life is too boring. Even though she has a lot of things to do and the space in the safe house in Hogsmeade is larger than expected, the monotonous life makes the young girl feel bored and uninteresting.
Especially young people prefer an exciting life.
"Muggles are better at enjoying life. It's difficult to develop a complete entertainment industry with such a small population of wizards." Albert said softly, "It's a pity that the timing is not right, otherwise we could travel around the world and enjoy the scenery and food of different places."
"That kind of life gets tiresome after a while."
Isobel is not a Gryffindor student. She may be interested in an exciting life, but she prefers a quiet life.
The quiet life in Hogsmeade was nice, but being alone made her feel lonely. After all, humans are social creatures.
"You're right..." Albert didn't care, "We can come back when we get tired of it, and go out again when we want to go!"
"You are right."
The two walked into the Quidditch field side by side. The match between Gryffindor and Slytherin had already begun, and Lee Jordan on the commentary desk was shouting at the top of his voice to the audience.
“…Listen to this sound, someone is singing something!”
As soon as he entered the Quidditch field, Albert heard a loud and uniform singing from the Slytherin audience:
… Weasley was born in a dustbin, he always puts the ball into the goal…
Isobel also heard the song, raised her eyebrows and looked towards the Slytherin audience where the singing was getting louder and louder, then turned to look at Albert who had a calm face and was almost unaffected by the singing.
"It's very Slytherin-style. Now they have Umbridge's support, and their style and behavior are even more arrogant and domineering than before." Albert said calmly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
"It seems that you don't like them very much."
"It's not really like it." Albert looked around and pulled Isobel towards an empty stand.
"Due to the relationship with Umbridge, the Deputy Minister of Magic, the relationship between Slytherin and other Hogwarts colleges has become worse. Some time ago, there were several unpleasant conflicts almost every day." Albert patted his knee to signal Isobel that she could sit up, but the latter did not sit up, but sat next to him.
"It's quite difficult for you to be the student union president."
"I basically don't care. Umbridge makes Hogwarts very joyful." Albert took out two binoculars from the seamless stretch bag and handed one of them to Isobel.
"How's Katrina doing?"
"It's still the same." Albert adjusted the focus, put down his binoculars and said, "She doesn't take care of things. I've been tutoring her in Defense Against the Dark Arts recently. Her level is improving, and she will definitely have no problem coping with the next exam."
"It's good for her to learn more. Things are not peaceful these days. I don't really want her to run around, but..."
"If I were her, I would probably prefer to live alone to avoid the hassle." Albert could actually understand Katrina's feelings about living with them during the summer vacation.
"Your goalkeeper is a bit bad." Isobel said, holding up her binoculars, and no longer talked about the previous topic.
Why Katrina resisted, how could Isobel not know the reason.
"Well, the psychological quality is average." Albert said tactfully.
Not long after, Slytherin scored again because Ron was so nervous that he was stunned. Before he could react, the opponent had already scored with the ball.
The singing in the Slytherin audience grew louder.
The changes in the Quidditch game were almost the same as Albert had expected, and the Slytherin team was ahead in the score. However, Albert was a little puzzled. He remembered that Fred and George were going to let Harry Potter secretly use the Felix Felicis. With the help of the Felix Felicis, Potter would be able to perform extremely well and his fighting power would definitely be unstoppable. It would be no problem for him to easily crush the rest of the Slytherin team.
The game should have been over long ago, or almost over.
However, it was the Gryffindor team that was struggling right now.
The Slytherin students sang the song even more enthusiastically, and their singing had a great influence on the Gryffindor team's seeker, and the Slytherin team scored again.
Ron's face turned even paler and he looked shaky.
His already little confidence was hit hard by the successive blows, and he behaved very... stinky, like a freshman who had just started playing Quidditch.
Harry knew he had to do something as soon as possible. He flew high into the sky and began frantically searching for the whereabouts of the Golden Snitch. Now, if he wanted to save Ron, he had to end the game as soon as possible and help the Gryffindor team defeat the Slytherin team. Victory would make people forget Ron's poor performance, otherwise Ron would definitely become the object of disgust among the Gryffindor students, and Angelina would definitely kick him out of the team because of his poor performance and choose another reliable goalkeeper.
When the game reached fifty to ten,
Harry finally saw the Golden Snitch, hanging a few feet above the Slytherin Circle.
He turned the Firebolt and began to dive and accelerate.
The game ended earlier than expected. After Slytherin took a four-goal lead, Harry accelerated almost before anyone could react and successfully caught the Golden Snitch to end the game.
"it's over!"
Isobel put down the telescope, thinking the game was boring. Gryffindor kept losing points and finally even took a defensive stance to prevent Slytherin from scoring, placing all hopes on Harry.
"Walk around the school with me. What are you looking at?"
"Something interesting seems to be happening over there." Albert looked at the two sides confronting each other on the court, his mouth corners slightly raised, and he was in a good mood.
Potter was talking to Malfoy, probably checking in on each other's families.
"They're going to fight, aren't you going to stop them?" Isobel asked suspiciously. She always felt that Albert seemed to be in a "very good" mood.
"No, let them make a fuss. They have been holding it in for so long, we need to let them vent their accumulated resentment and dissatisfaction." Albert did not interrupt to stop them at all. Even if they wanted to stop them, it would be the professors who should do it, not him, a small student union president.
"How can you be so evil?" Isobel joked with a smile.
However, the situation was not quite what everyone expected.
Harry and Malfoy did not really fight, they were confronting each other like two huskies barking through an iron gate, greeting each other's family and taking the opportunity to disgust each other.
However, more and more students came over, ready for a fight. The Gryffindor students, who never mind getting involved in trouble, had long wanted to have a fight with the Slytherin students.
Other colleges were unwilling to give up and join in the fun.
"You're looking forward to them fighting." Isobel looked at Albert with interest. Well, she actually wanted to see them fight too.
Not only him, but Umbridge too, she wished the two sides would fight so that she could take the opportunity to cause trouble for Harry.
For this reason, Umbridge even walked very slowly, just to buy time for them to fight.
Unfortunately, they just don’t fight, which really frustrates me.
There's nothing we can do. There are just too many people who want to have fun.
"Let's go and take a look."
As the two walked down the stairs and approached the court, two distinct groups of people had already appeared on the court.
Slytherin and Gryffindor are in a standoff. I guess even their head of house didn't expect it to turn out like this!
However, Harry and Malfoy did not fight, but were cursing at each other, as if they were competing to see whose words were more vicious.
The Weasley twins, who had been with Albert for a long time, were not weak at all in taunting people. As for Harry, he had already shown his strong ability in taunting people last year, and he made the Slytherin players' faces turn red.
"Do you think they're going to fight?"
Isobel watched the verbal fight with great interest, her eyes falling on Umbridge who was slowly heading that way. How come this guy was slower than a turtle
"No, at least Harry won't start the fight first. I feel like they're enjoying it, and they probably won't be afraid even if a fight breaks out. After all, they've all been trained and are quite strong." Albert's eyes fell on Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall, knowing that this war of words would probably not last long.
However, some people did not seem to want the chaos to end like this, and the humiliated Slytherin house actually took action first.
"I'll have to ask Fred for this memory later."
Albert was not surprised at all when he saw the commotion on the court.
Slytherin was obviously at a disadvantage. Whether it was Harry, Fred or George, they had all received formal training. They used the Shield Charm in a timely manner to rebound the spell cast by Malfoy and his gang back to Slytherin. By the way, after Harry disarmed Malfoy's wand, he did not forget to continue to mock them.
Now, they were the winners and had the right to make a fuss and laugh at those Slytherin students who only knew how to launch sneak attacks.
No matter how you look at it, Harry, Fred, and George have demonstrated far superior skills than the Slytherin students, especially the three of them have successfully used the Shield Charm.
After blocking the Slytherin students' despicable sneak attack, the Gryffindors also threw magic at the other side.
"It looks like they're really going to fight."
Isobel saw Snape and Professor McGonagall trying to separate the teams, but the group was in chaos and even the arrival of their respective deans was of no avail. Umbridge, who had been jumping slowly, was trembling with excitement. She had decided to teach Potter an unforgettable lesson.
However, Umbridge did not get what she wanted. No one knew who did it, but she was attacked by surprise and knocked to the ground by a stunning spell that came from nowhere.
If you want to cause trouble, there is no way.
Coincidence? Accident
No, obviously neither. Did someone send Umbridge away on purpose
"I always feel that this has something to do with you." Isobel was sure that the person who knocked Umbridge down was definitely Albert's acquaintance, but she just didn't want her to run out and cause trouble for everyone. There were really not many students in the whole school who had the courage to do this.
"You can't tarnish someone's innocence."
This was obviously the work of Fred, George and Lee Jordan, and it had a lot to do with Albert.
Whether it is Harry, Fred, George or Lee Jordan, they are all growing up rapidly, and the last semester is undoubtedly the best training opportunity for them. This is also the main reason why Albert allowed them to cause trouble for Umbridge.
"How is this going to end?" Isobel turned around and asked.
"Professor Dumbledore will put a stop to it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dumbledore's voice filled the entire stadium, but the effect was not very good, so the headmaster could only use a spell to freeze the students who were making trouble in that area and directly use the simplest and most brutal method to stop this farce.
"It's really powerful." Isobel was very surprised.
"That wand is very unusual." Albert was not too surprised, as he could actually do it.
However, others were stunned by Dumbledore's power.
"You don't seem too surprised?" Dumbledore's voice came from the side. He had just come down from the audience and his eyes swept over Isobel and Albert.
"They are still too energetic. Maybe you can let everyone run a few laps around the Quidditch field to vent their excessive energy." Albert suggested.
Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and walked down the court.
“You guys disappoint me…”
After a brief speech, Dumbledore quickly stabilized the situation and then ordered the students who were fighting to jog along the playground.
Dumbledore accepted Albert's suggestion and took this approach to punish those students and put an end to the matter instead of further expanding the trouble.
As for Umbridge, no one really cared about her. The senior investigator was lying on the ground unconscious. Even Dumbledore, who had a good temper, did not wake Umbridge up directly, but conjured a stretcher and had the senior investigator sent to the school hospital.
Amidst the complaints, the unfortunate ones began to jog along the school. In order to prevent unnecessary conflicts between the two sides, after discussion with Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape, the students of the two colleges ran laps separately.
Gryffindor ran first, followed by Slytherin.
As if to disgust the Gryffindor students, the Slytherin students actually sang "Weasley is our King" again.
This time there was no other noise to interfere. The singing echoed in the stadium. Professor McGonagall, who was in charge of supervision, glared at the Slytherin students who tried to make trouble.
Then, the Gryffindor students collectively stopped and made an ugly gesture towards the Slytherin audience: "The dying struggle of a dead snake, the helpless howling of a loser."
"Don't stop, keep running." Professor McGonagall shouted, and looked at the tense stadium and couldn't help but sigh. The current situation was really bad.
"Sure enough, I still have too much energy."