The Gryffindor and Slytherin teams had left their respective changing rooms and walked into the stadium in neat lines. The thick smell of gunpowder filled the air on the stadium. Before the game started, the captains of both teams held each other's hands tightly, as if they wanted to break each other's fingers.
Lee Jordan was still the commentator of the Quidditch match as usual. When he introduced the two teams, his slightly biased remarks drew boos from the Slytherin students.
After a moment, Madam Hooch's whistle sounded, but was soon drowned out by the roar of the crowd, marking the beginning of this dirty game.
As Albert expected, the Quidditch field became a battlefield for both sides.
After Angelina scored a goal and Gryffindor took the first ten points, she was flying around the field waving her fists when she was challenged by Slytherin captain Marcus. The big guy almost knocked Angelina off her broom.
The excited screams from below were replaced by anger, and wave after wave of fouls came from the scarlet ocean.
Although Marcus claimed that he did not see Angelina just now and apologized to her insincerely, he still could not escape the penalty.
Amid the cheers of the audience, Gryffindor scored again.
Of course, this matter couldn't just be let go, and Gryffindor's revenge soon came.
One time, when Fred happened to fly past Marcus, he "accidentally" hit him on the back of the head with his baseball bat, causing the still smug guy to hit his head directly on the handle of the flying broom, leaving a red mark on his forehead and starting to bleed from his nose.
Of course, Fred was penalized by Madam Hooch for attacking the Slytherin team members without reason.
The game continued and the conflict on the field began to escalate.
"That guy is really rude. He definitely did that on purpose."
Isobel, who was holding up her binoculars, looked a little annoyed. Not only her, but also the girls on the court. Just now, Slytherin's suitor Montague actually reached out to pull Katie's hair and pretended that he mistook her head for a ghost ball.
If Katie hadn't held the broom tightly with her legs, she would have fallen off the broom.
"Even the audience noticed Montague's despicable behavior. He had the nerve to pull a girl's hair." Lee Jordan raised the microphone and shouted: "Girls, let's hope that Montague will never find a girlfriend."
"Jordan, can't you make a fair comment?"
"I'm making an impartial comment, Professor!" Lee Jordan quickly moved the microphone away to prevent Professor McGonagall from taking it away. "The girls agree with my point of view."
"Then the commentator is your friend, what an interesting guy." Penelope said to Albert with a smile. It was not because the commentary of the game was interesting, but because Lee Jordan was interesting in explaining how the two sides hurt each other.
The Slytherins were unhappy with Gryffindor's lead and began to resort to desperate measures. Bol hit Arya with a stick to prevent her from scoring a goal, and claimed that he thought Arya was a Bludger.
It wasn't long before Bol was retaliated by George, who took an elbow strike directly on his face and fell down in pain with his hands covering his face.
Of course, both sides were penalized by Madam Hooch.
"They are just fighting," Isobel said, frowning.
"There has been a lot of resentment accumulated recently, so I said we should have a fight before the game to let the other side calm down, so as to avoid a very tense game." Albert was not surprised at all. He still clearly remembered the first Quidditch game he played when he just arrived at the school. Both teams sent the other team's players off the field. The Slytherin team obviously has such a plan now.
From the beginning to now, most of the game time has been spent on penalty points. Gryffindor has the advantage in penalty points, and Wood is better at saving the ball than the Slytherin goalkeeper.
However, Madam Hooch was furious at the actions of both parties and managed to hold back from telling everyone to just leave.
"Vile, shameless and vulgar..."
Lee Jordan jumped out of Professor McGonagall's reach and screamed into the microphone, "You actually attacked the goalkeeper directly."
Wood was really unlucky. His brilliant save caused him to be noticed by the Slytherin team's beater, and he was hit in the stomach and arm. Fortunately, he grabbed the tail of the broom with his right hand in time and did not fall off the broom.
Of course, even if he fell straight down, Albert would use a spell to catch Wood, and in fact he did so.
The whistle was blown again, and Madam Hooch cursed at the two Slytherin beaters, but the punishment was just a light free throw.
Madam Pomfrey was also very angry about the actions of both sides.
There was too much tension between the two sides before the game, so Albert suggested that Professor McGonagall ask Madam Pomfrey to come to the stadium to avoid any accidents during the game. Wood was the first beneficiary. After being fed a bottle of potion, he put on Albert's broom and returned to the stadium to continue the game.
As for Professor McGonagall, she no longer cared about Lee Jordan. She was also shouting furiously, obviously very angry about this dirty game.
After the incident with Wood, the Gryffindor team became ferocious and seemed to no longer care about winning or losing the game.
Angelina even dribbled the ball into the opponent, grabbed the ball and threw it directly into Marcus' face.
Fred and George even picked up sticks and beat people everywhere, as if recreating the dangerous situation of the violent batsman couple. They soon targeted the Slytherin batsman, using sticks as weapons and attacking each other fiercely. As twin brothers, Fred and George had more tacit understanding than each other and had the upper hand in this confrontation.
As for the two Bludgers, just let them play by themselves!
Madam Hooch was so angry that she was shaking all over and wanted to blow her whistle to stop the riot, but she soon found that her whistle made no sound.
Not only on the Quidditch field, but also in the audience seats, they started to get noisy. No one knew who threw a dung ball at the Slytherin seats, which immediately blew up the powder keg.
The two sides started throwing things at each other, and some people even took off their boots and threw them. Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, who were sandwiched between Gryffindor and Slytherin, suffered an unprovoked disaster.
Looking at the chaotic audience, Snape, who was sitting in the front row of the Slytherin team, was almost distorted with anger. Just now, several large dung eggs fell nearby, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of rotten eggs.
The professors also realized that the situation was getting bad. If it was not stopped in time, it would likely turn into a group fight, which was obviously not something they wanted to see.
They all looked towards Dumbledore to see how the headmaster was going to handle the matter.
Dumbledore was also surprised by the chaotic situation. He knew that Slytherin and Gryffindor students often clashed with each other, but he did not expect the situation to be so bad.
Chaos must not be allowed to occur in crowded areas.
"Quiet, the game is suspended!"
Professor Dumbledore's loud voice overwhelmed the noise above the stadium, and the noise gradually subsided.
Madam Hooch also took the opportunity to blow her whistle, and the sharp whistle echoed over the stadium.
The members of both teams were severely punished by the angry Madam Hooch, and then asked to line up to go to Madam Pomfrey for treatment. Anyone who fought without authorization would be disqualified from the game immediately.
Then, they were lectured by an angry Madam Pomfrey.
In the chaotic stadium audience seats, the original riot gradually calmed down, and the professors walked around the stadium with a stern face to prevent chaos from happening again.
Professor McGonagall finally snatched the microphone from Lee Jordan, gave everyone a severe scolding, and warned everyone that if they didn't want to watch the game quietly, the school would cancel this year's Quidditch final.
Well, threatening to cancel the Quidditch match did work, and both sides settled down. As for the seats between the two, they were deliberately separated by a long distance to form two distinct colors.
"I thought we were going to fight right on the court."
"Albert, you are the prefect, how can you ..."
"If chaos really breaks out, even the student union president won't be able to help." Albert interrupted with a smile.
About half an hour later, the game continued. This time everyone was much more restrained and no longer started fighting directly. Even if they didn't believe that they bumped into someone, or accidentally hit someone in the face with the bat, they would immediately give a sincere apology to the other party. It was so harmonious and friendly... I don't think so.
The Bludger, which was originally ignored, became the object of contention between the two sides. Using the Bludger to attack the opponent was undoubtedly the most gentlemanly approach at the moment.
Harry Potter was hit in the lower back by a Bludger and fell off his broom. Fortunately, he was only five or six feet above the ground, otherwise he would have been in great danger.
"How dare you!" Professor McGonagall angrily punched Malfoy. Just as Harry chased the Golden Snitch, Malfoy clamped his own broom between his legs, grabbed the tail of the Firebolt from behind, and tried to pull it back.
The Slytherin Beater took advantage of the time when Harry's broom was slowed down and used the Bludger to target his lower back, trying to knock Harry out completely with one strike.
The stands were instantly filled with boos, jeers and angry shouts, and someone took the lead in throwing things onto the court, cursing Slytherin for being despicable.
"I have never seen such a despicable guy," Lee Jordan yelled into the microphone, "He actually planned to try to defeat the Firebolt by hurting Harry. This guy should have been kicked off the court long ago."
"Oh oh, look, karma has come."
Malfoy, who was originally suspended in the air, gloating over Harry's miserable appearance, was also attacked by a Bludger. The Bludger hit the broom handle of Nimbus 2001, causing Malfoy's broom to lose control and fall directly into the audience seats next to it, landing in the Gryffindor area.
The enthusiastic audience gathered around Malfoy, and no one knew what they were doing.
A few seconds later, the crowd dispersed again, and everyone saw Malfoy staggering to his feet, his clothes covered with footprints.
"Look how enthusiastic our audience is." Lee Jordan shouted at the top of his voice, "They seem to be sending their blessings to Mr. Malfoy through some kind of ceremony."
The whole stadium was instantly filled with loud laughter, and even the Slytherins' dissatisfaction and anger were suppressed.
Malfoy returned to the court, Harry's injury was healed, and the game continued.
Gryffindor was now leading by more than fifty points, thanks to the penalty points awarded after the clash between the two sides.
As long as Harry catches the Golden Snitch, they will be able to win the final game. This undoubtedly made the Slytherin team nervous. They readjusted their tactics and assigned more people to hold back Harry to prevent him from really catching the Golden Snitch.
The game lasted for more than an hour, and the players were all injured. The audience below was watching the game very enthusiastically. Even Albert had to admit that today's Quidditch final was too exciting. Both sides played very hard, which really exceeded his understanding of Quidditch. What was even more exaggerated was that such actions were not banned.
Oh, Madam Hooch's whistle doesn't seem to work again.
The noise and bustle on the court suddenly disappeared, and everyone's eyes were only on Malfoy who was diving. Harry was also speeding up. Although he was a little behind, the Firebolt had a strong acceleration and was almost catching up with Malfoy.
A Slytherin student pushed Harry aside, and just as Malfoy was about to reach out and catch the Golden Snitch, he found that his broom was shaking violently.
Arya rushed out from the side and kicked Malfoy on his broom, causing the Seeker to completely lose the pursuit of the Golden Snitch.
The atmosphere around suddenly became strange, because after the two seekers left the field, two pursuers were actually replacing them to chase the Golden Snitch.
Finally, Slytherin's suitor Marcus successfully caught the Golden Snitch, and when he raised his arms high, a loud cheer broke out from the Slytherin audience.
The Slytherins caught the Golden Snitch, they caught the Golden Snitch.
"Oh my God, I really don't know how Slytherin chooses the captain. Doesn't he know that it is a foul for any player other than the seeker to touch or catch the Golden Snitch?" Lee Jordan's voice suddenly became loud.
The atmosphere on the court stagnated for a moment, and was soon replaced by a burst of laughter.
The expression on Marcus' face froze as the Snitch slipped from his loosened fingertips and finally spread its wings and flew away.
After the penalty, the game continued, the scores between the two sides began to widen, and the competition for the Golden Snitch became more brutal.
The Gryffindor team no longer thought about scoring. They adopted a one-on-one tactic, leaving Harry with a chance to duel with Malfoy.
This tactic has proven to be very effective.
After a while, the two of them started fighting for the Golden Snitch again.
This time, without the interference of others, Malfoy lost, and lost miserably, because the performance of his broom was completely crushed. Even when Malfoy threw down his broom and jumped on Harry's broom to try to interfere with him catching the Golden Snitch, he still failed.
Harry was more decisive than Malfoy. He lunged forward, rolled a few times on the ground, and when he stood up, he raised the Golden Snitch in his hand.
As for Malfoy, he fell to the ground holding Harry's Firebolt, and looked stupidly at Potter who raised his right hand in front of him.
Lost.
He lost!