Regardless of whether Harry Potter would be "saved" by the house-elf, the game continued. After Lee Jordan loudly announced that the Slytherin team was temporarily leading, raindrops began to fall from the sky.
"Sure enough, it's raining again."
Albert quickly pulled his wand from his pocket, held up the umbrella, and raised it over Isobel's head to keep the cold rain out of the umbrella.
There was a brief chaos in the audience, but most students still chose to continue watching the Quidditch game in the rain.
"I really don't know why everyone is so keen on Quidditch games." Albert murmured softly.
"Don't you like it?" Isobel turned her head to look at her boyfriend's profile, then looked at the umbrella held above her head, pulled out her wand from her cloak, and turned her handkerchief into an umbrella. Then, she used the expansion spell to enlarge the umbrella and stuck it to the steps behind them, so that Albert didn't have to hold the umbrella all the time to keep them out of the rain.
"Very beautiful Transfiguration magic." Albert praised. "By the way, I still remember that in the first grade, I spent a lot of time on summoning in order to learn how to use the summoning technique to conjure an umbrella. Now that I think about it, there were actually many alternatives."
For example, the contraction spell and the expansion spell.
As for Transfiguration, although Isobel just casually turned a handkerchief into an umbrella, in fact, this kind of transformation magic is very difficult, especially since the sizes of the handkerchief and the umbrella are very different, and the difficulty is increased many times. Even among the wizards who graduated from Hogwarts, there are very few who can achieve this level.
Of course, Albert can do it easily now, but he cannot be as precise as Isobel. Summoning an umbrella is obviously easier.
Of course, if you don’t know how to do the first two, you can only carry a shrunken umbrella and restore it to its original shape when you need it, which is a bit low-class.
Isobel looked at Albert with strange eyes, as if asking why he wanted to use summoning magic to summon an umbrella
No matter who it is, they would probably be curious. This kind of thinking is really too weird.
"Maybe because it's practical!" Albert put the wand back into his pocket. "After all, it rains a lot in the UK. If I can summon an umbrella, I don't have to worry about getting wet when it rains suddenly. In fact, I really hate getting wet in the rain."
As he spoke, Albert raised his hand and pointed at the group of spectators below who were getting wet in the rain, and spoke gently.
Isobel suddenly felt that Albert's words made a lot of sense. This was indeed the truth. Because of the sudden rain, many students did not bring umbrellas or raincoats, so they could only watch the game in the rain.
How does it feel to be caught in the rain in winter? It’s really not pleasant.
"I've discovered that wizards are indeed much stronger than Muggles." Albert looked at the enthusiastic audience below and sighed softly, "If it were an ordinary Muggle, he would have to go to the hospital if he was caught in the rain for more than half an hour in this kind of weather."
Although some students will need to go to the infirmary to seek treatment from Madam Pomfrey in the end, most of the students will be able to hold on.
The rain was getting heavier. A few students in the audience held up their umbrellas. But more students were soaked and shivering in the cold rain.
However, cheers could still be heard in the rain. Gryffindor finally scored a goal.
"Really? Or is it because there is too little entertainment in the wizarding world?" Albert murmured softly.
"Are there many interesting things over there with Muggles?" Isobel asked curiously. Her knowledge of the Muggle world was very limited, and the Muggle Studies course was actually of little use.
"A lot. Muggles are very good at enjoying themselves. They have invented many interesting things. One day when I am free, I will take you to visit the Muggle world."
"Okay!" Isobel smiled sweetly. She knew that Albert hoped that she could learn more about the Muggle world, not just the wizarding world. Sometimes it would do no harm to walk around and see more.
At this moment, the game was paused, and the Gryffindor players gathered together and whispered, as if discussing how to deal with the crazy Bludger, but they didn't seem to have come up with a good solution, because after the game continued, Harry Potter was still the only one who had to deal with the Bludger alone.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and a chill began to spread over the court. The huge umbrella could not completely protect them from the pouring rain. The two of them sat close to each other, trying their best to prevent each other from getting wet.
Albert looked at the audience and once again expressed his admiration for their professionalism.
If this Quidditch game lasts into the evening, will this group of people get wet until the evening as well
Just as Albert was thinking maliciously, there was a cry of surprise and a gloating whistle from the court. Harry Potter was hit by the crazy Bludger and his arm was hit. He fell off the broom and rolled in the mud in a mess.
The whistle sounded immediately, and Madam Hooch landed and checked Harry Potter's injuries. After she saw the Golden Snitch, she blew the whistle again and announced that Gryffindor had won.
The game was finally over and the spectators were spared from having to sit in the cold rain for hours.
"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, after all, it's the savior Harry Potter, and he normally won't lose to the Slytherin team." Albert said mysteriously: "Okay, you go back to the castle first, I need to go over there to check the situation."
"I almost forgot that you are still the substitute player of the Gryffindor team. See you later." Isobel changed the umbrella back to its original size and left with the crowd.
Albert watched Isobel leave before walking towards the court, where he saw Fred and George desperately trying to force the runaway Bludger into the box.
"I'm sure it's been bewitched. We'd better ask Madam Hooch to come and check it out." Fred couldn't help but complain when he saw Albert coming over.
"Is Harry Potter okay? I saw that he seemed to be hit by a Bludger." Albert looked in the direction where the crowd gathered and said calmly.
"It's all Wood's fault. He said either catch the Golden Snitch or die on the court." George complained angrily.
"Wood is the captain, it's normal for him to say something like that." Albert saw Lockhart coming over here and tried to calm the two of them down. "He's under more pressure than any of you. As long as he's a captain, no one wants his team to lose the game."
While Albert was speaking, Lockhart had pushed through the crowd and stood in front of 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 embarrassed as well. All his morning dressing was in vain.
"Probably to help Harry with his arm." Albert shook his head. "I think he'll only make things worse."
As it turned out, Lockhart was unable to cure Harry's arm at all, and the Gryffindor hero was eventually carried horizontally into the school hospital.
"What did Lockhart do?" Fred asked, noticing that Harry's arm was bent in a strange angle.
"Lockhart probably... pulled out Harry Potter's broken bones." Albert turned his head to look in another direction, and he saw Slytherin captain Marcus yelling at Malfoy, saying something like the Golden Snitch was right above his head and he couldn't see it.
"I think Marcus probably regrets it now!" George said sarcastically with a gloating look. "Being a Seeker, just having a rich father is not enough, but they obviously don't realize that."
Malfoy turned his head and looked over here, glaring at the gloating foursome.
"Let's go back and have a party." Angelina said to the others, "We have to find a way to get some food so we can celebrate properly."
"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?"
"I didn't buy it last time." Albert thought for a moment and said, "But I can provide you with some candy."
Fred and George went to the kitchen and got some cakes, sweets and a few bottles of pumpkin juice, then went to the hospital wing with the rest of the players to visit Harry.
"Aren't you going in with us?" Lee Jordan stopped and looked at Albert, who was planning to stay outside, in confusion.
"No need, they'll be out soon anyway."
Lee Jordan looked at the gate of the school hospital suspiciously, and heard Madam Pomfrey's scolding from inside. Winning the game made several people a little too proud of themselves, and they forgot whose territory the school hospital belonged to.