When Ethan woke up in the morning, he found the storm outside was even louder.
Even with such terrible weather, Hogwarts wouldn't postpone the game date. After all, they were wizards; if they couldn't overcome this little difficulty, what else could they talk about?
“Fortunately, it’s not our game today.”
At the Ravenclaw table, Cho Chang, who was already seated and eating breakfast, looked relieved.
Although she could cast a Waterproofing Charm on herself to avoid becoming a drowned rat, the strong wind greatly affected her balance, especially when flying at high speeds. It was easy to crash if she wasn't careful.
And the rain also had a big impact on visibility, especially for the Seekers.
The Golden Snitch was small, very agile, and fast enough. If the visibility was poor, the game could start in the morning and still not be over by evening. If the Snitch wasn't caught, the game wouldn't end.
This was a nightmare for both participating teams.
“The opening game is always Slytherin versus Gryffindor. By the time it's Ravenclaw's turn, it'll be December, and at most, there will be a little snow.”
Ethan sat down next to Cho Chang, picked up the breakfast she had prepared, and began to eat.
It was all prepared according to Ethan's tastes, mostly meat, except for some bread.
“If their team finds a reason to avoid the game, wouldn't it be our team or Hufflepuff's turn?”
That was possible, but weren't there still honest people among the four houses?
“Even if Slytherin pulls some tricks, Hufflepuff will take their place, right?”
“Gryffindor's Quidditch captain, Oliver Wood, he won't back down.”
In the original story, the Slytherin team refused the game under the pretext that Draco was injured, and Hufflepuff ultimately participated in today's game.
But Draco's injury wasn't serious; after drinking a few potions and applying some Dittany, he would recover in two or three days. It was just an excuse.
But now they didn't have this reason, although they could certainly find one if they wanted to.
It depended on whether Slytherin was really that shameless.
Hearing Ethan say this, Cho Chang glanced at the Hufflepuff table, where they were still enthusiastically discussing today's game, showing no signs of worry.
Sure enough, they hadn't thought about any of this.
“Is the Magical Blood Potion almost finished?”
Cho Chang was very much looking forward to this. It was made from Kneazle blood, which was the result of her careful selection.
Although the increase in magic power, magic resistance, and physique wasn't significant, the improvement in agility and perception was strong.
These two attributes were quite useful in actual combat, and they also helped a lot in Quidditch.
“It'll be ready at the beginning of next month.”
Ethan had started brewing it on the second day of this school year, as everything was already prepared.
Ethan had Dennis take the Kneazle blood to Hogsmeade Village and mail it to Hogwarts to ensure that the blood was drawn and used on the same day.
The reason for all this trouble was that Ethan's place wasn't suitable for raising cats.
If Ethan raised cats, Hermione and the others would definitely get involved, and they might not let Ethan draw blood, completely defeating the purpose.
The Kneazle was only slightly larger than an ordinary cat, and each blood draw would almost kill it, which couldn't compare to large creatures like dragons and thunderbirds.
To meet the requirement of adding fresh blood every week, Ethan used five Kneazles in rotation, otherwise, the cat would die in the second week.
According to the physique of magical creatures, they could recover in more than a month if they ate well.
So far, only two more additions were needed.
“That'll be just in time for our game against Hufflepuff!”
The second game was the week before the Christmas break. After taking the Magical Blood, there would be time to adapt, and they would definitely be able to maintain their best condition.
After breakfast, Ethan and Cassandra went to the library. There was still some time before today's game.
It wasn't a good time to practice magic or do research, so they might as well read a book.
Ethan went to the bookshelf, chose a book on the history of magic, and found a seat with Cassandra to read with great interest.
Ethan had always been very interested in the history of wizards, and at this moment, Ethan was immersed in the Renaissance movement of wizards in the Middle Ages and the historical process of resisting the Church.
It wasn't until a young wizard shouted excitedly under Madam Pince's displeased gaze that Ethan closed the book in his hand.
Ethan and Cassandra came to the gate of Hogwarts Castle, which was now crowded with people.
Gryffindor, wearing bright red Quidditch robes, and Slytherin, wearing green robes, were also here.
Most of the young wizards were preparing raincoats or umbrellas.
Ethan personally saw two Hufflepuff wizards holding up an umbrella together to go out, but in less than half a minute, the umbrella was blown away by the strong wind.
Only a very small number of people could use magic to shield themselves from the rain.
It was clear that the teaching quality of Hogwarts was really poor.
“Bubblehead Charm!”
Ethan gently tapped his wand, and a huge bubble directly enveloped Cassandra.
As Cassandra moved, the bubble moved with her, and there was no sign of breaking during the movement of her feet touching the ground.
An alternative use of the Bubblehead Charm, which was originally intended to allow people to breathe underwater, was now used by Ethan to protect the whole body.
Able to withstand the strong water pressure underwater, the strong wind outside was naturally not a problem.
Moreover, it was waterproof, cold-proof, and warm. This one spell alone offset the effects of several spells.
“Ethan, give me one!”
Fred, who was in the Gryffindor Quidditch team, jumped up and shouted when he saw this scene.
“If I put a Bubblehead Charm on you, it will affect your movements in the game later. Are you sure you want it?”
When going underwater, the Bubblehead Charm was originally used temporarily for a short time. For a long time, Gillyweed was generally used.
No one knew how long the game would last. If there wasn't strenuous activity, the air inside would definitely last for a while.
And when Fred and the others play Quidditch, even though they are sitting on brooms, they are still exercising vigorously, which will definitely exacerbate the consumption of oxygen. If the time is a little longer, it will affect people.
If their condition is not good at that time, losing the game is a small matter. In case they faint from lack of oxygen and fall from the broom, that would be a big joke.
"In that case, forget it!"
Fred refused with a smile on the spot.
He still values the honor of Quidditch quite a bit. If it could affect the state of the game later, that would definitely not work.
Afterwards, Ethan cast a Bubblehead Charm on himself, Hermione, Penelope, and others.
Then the surrounding young wizards looked at him. There were at least a hundred people gathered here, and more young wizards were still on their way.
"Bubblehead Charm!"
Ethan thought for a while and came up with a solution.
A constant stream of bubbles gushed from the tip of Ethan's wand, drifting towards the approaching young wizards.
"Just touch the bubbles, but those with bad breath should not touch them, otherwise you will be very uncomfortable later."
While spraying bubbles with his wand, Ethan explained loudly to the young wizards.
This was mainly to build a reputation.
As long as it doesn't harm his own interests, Ethan doesn't mind doing such small things.
Seeing the movement behind them, many young wizards who had already run out with umbrellas and raincoats on also came back.
Compared to umbrellas, this spell is a better choice in every way.
As time passed, one young wizard after another touched the bubbles to complete the Bubblehead Charm, thanked him, and walked into the wind and rain towards the Quidditch field.
Only after Ethan had applied a Bubblehead Charm to all the young wizards here did he leave with Cassandra and the others.
As for those who hadn't arrived yet, they could figure it out themselves. Ethan couldn't just wait here!
Arriving at the Ravenclaw stands and sitting down, at least half of the people around him were young wizards who had been given the Bubblehead Charm by him.
Those who had arrived early were full of regret, wondering why they had rushed so quickly.
After sitting for about twenty minutes, the game finally began.
As usual, Madam Hooch was the referee, and Lee Jordan was the commentator.
After a whistle, the game officially began.
The fourteen players from both teams rushed into the sky at the first time. They were all using Nimbus 2001s. Apart from the Firebolt, which was the latest model but had not yet become popular, this was the best flying broom.
Harry and Draco arrived at the highest altitude at the first time and began searching for the Golden Snitch.
At this time, the influence of rain and wind came out. Both of them were hit by Bludgers several times.
Compared to Draco, Harry was even more miserable. His glasses were blurred by the rain, which severely impaired his vision. Draco could dodge a little, but Harry was purely relying on his body to resist.
Several times in the sky, Harry was almost knocked down directly by the Bludger.
In this state, let alone catching the walnut-sized and extremely agile Golden Snitch, it was difficult enough to ensure his own safety.
Chapter 177: Field Accident
In the heavy rain, the game continued.
The sky became even darker, as if the night had arrived early.
Ethan saw Harry nearly crash twice, once with a Slytherin beater, and once with Fred's girlfriend, Angelina.
This super vision was brought about by taking the Blood of Magic to change his bloodline.
I don't know if this potion can cure nearsightedness, but Ethan will not spread this potion formula. If there are no accidents, he may not have the opportunity to do this experiment in his lifetime.
Time has come to the afternoon.
At this moment, everyone is still watching the game in the field with great interest. Everyone is eating some small snacks prepared in advance for lunch. They went to Hogsmeade some time ago and bought a lot of these little things.
After all, when you come out to watch the game, you always feel that something is wrong if you don't prepare something to eat and drink.
As for the Quidditch players, they can only go hungry.
Accompanied by a flash of lightning, Madam Hooch blew her whistle, which meant that someone had requested a timeout.
The others controlled their flying brooms to the side of the Quidditch field under the umbrellas, but only Harry was still scurrying around on the field.
It was Wood who re-entered the field and brought Harry back.
Arriving under the large umbrella on the side of the Quidditch field, Harry took off his glasses for the first time and wiped them with his robe.
When he was flying in the sky just now, everything was blurry, and he couldn't even tell the difference between his teammates, let alone catch the Golden Snitch.
"What's the score?"
Harry couldn't see the scoreboard due to his obstructed vision, and he didn't have time to observe it.
He not only had to find the Golden Snitch, but also had to avoid the Bludgers, and Draco would sometimes make small moves.
Harry had never felt that a game could be so difficult.
"We're leading by fifty points!"
Wood was a little proud when he said this.
He strictly demanded his players to train regardless of wind or rain, while Slytherin would only come out when the rain was not too heavy. Once the weather was too bad, only the Gryffindor team would be left on the entire Quidditch field.
Efforts are still rewarded. Now Gryffindor is more adapted to fighting in this weather. They were evenly matched, but now they are directly leading by fifty points.
"That's good!"
Harry breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this result.
"If I can't catch the Golden Snitch, even if it's midnight, the game will have to continue."
"That's up to you. As long as you catch the Golden Snitch, the game will be over, and we'll win directly."
Wood looked at Harry with encouragement.
He knew about Harry's flying talent. Harry was the first to contribute to defeating Slytherin last year.
Whether it was catching the Golden Snitch or donating the Nimbus 2001 to the Gryffindor Quidditch team.
"But I can't see clearly!"
