Because this was originally their biggest advantage, but now this advantage is gone, and instead Gryffindor is becoming more and more courageous.

Not long after the game started, they were already leading by 20 points.

In order to reverse the situation, Slytherin's captain, Graham Montague, wants Crabbe to knock Angelina off her broom... As long as they can get this most threatening chaser off the field, they still have a chance.

However, Crabbe's intentions were so obvious that Angelina didn't give him a chance to get close to her.

In addition, Madam Hooch also noticed his undisguised foul and immediately awarded Gryffindor a free throw.

Angelina was in charge of the penalty kick. She first used a fake move to deceive the Slytherin goalkeeper, then raised her hand and threw the Quaffle steadily through the goal post.

30:0 The Gryffindors in the stands cheered immediately.

"Gryffindor is sure to win." Mikel said with a smile, "Mr. Montague is no match for Angelina, and his gorilla team members are useless. Now it depends on when Harry can catch the Golden Snitch."

Cedric nodded, "Yeah...wait, is this an illusion? Why do I feel like someone is singing?"

“No, it’s not an illusion,” Kyle said.

There really was someone singing, and the sound came from the Slytherin class across the street, and everyone else heard it too.

"That little fool of Weasley, " he said, "he can't block a ball.

"The Slytherins sang, "Weasley wins this for me, " "Weasley is our king."

…

It felt like someone was conducting the singing, the voices were uniform and penetrating.

The Slytherins probably had planned this long ago, as they knew very well that the other members of the Gryffindor team were veterans with extensive competition experience and would not be disturbed by the audience at all.

So they set their sights on Ron, who had just joined this year.

Ron's nervousness in the past few days, including his helplessness when facing Slytherin's provocation, was obvious to all.

So this trick is quite effective.

After hearing the singing around him, Ron, who was already nervous, suddenly panicked and his body began to become sluggish.

At the same time, Slytherin's Warrington also got the Quaffle and rushed towards the goal.

Without incident, the Quaffle passed beneath Ron's outstretched arms and landed straight into the center goalpost.

30:10 "How despicable!" Mikel shouted angrily, "They know that this is Ron's first time participating in the competition. If this continues, Gryffindor's goalkeeper will be useless."

Everyone knew this, and Mikel was not the only one protesting. Lee Jordan in the commentary booth also loudly condemned Slytherin's behavior.

But it was useless, it wasn't a foul, even Professor McGonagall couldn't say anything... Ron was affected, which only showed that his psychological quality was not good enough.

The game continues.

But after that, the singing on the field never stopped, especially when the Slytherin players got the Quaffle, they sang particularly enthusiastically.

"Gryffindor must change their tactics," Cedric said. "They can no longer count on the goalkeeper. They can only force Slytherin to defend through continuous attack to buy time for Harry."

…

On the court, Angelina also chose the same style of play as Cedric.

The three Chasers lined up in an eagle head attack formation and rushed towards the Slytherin goal at the same time.

Fred and George were responsible for the defense. As soon as the Slytherin players got the Quaffle, they would immediately hit the Bludger at the opponent.

However, this method couldn't always work, and Slytherin still seized the opportunity... Puse passed the Quaffle to Montague, and Goyle stepped forward to block the Bludger, allowing Montague to go straight to the goal.

30:20 The Gryffindors groaned in pain, while the Slytherins screamed and applauded.

"That's shameless." Cedric said solemnly, "Gryffindor only has one new player, but we have three, and there are new players in every position.

"If Slytherin still uses the same trick then, we will be in trouble."

Kyle also frowned.

"It doesn't matter. We can get some loud speakers that can make loud noises in advance to cover up those annoying songs."

"Also, we can go talk to them." Kyle continued, "Maybe they can realize that this behavior is not desirable."

"That's the only way... Oh, look." Cedric suddenly pointed to the playing field.

Harry and Malfoy were now diving simultaneously.

"There they all saw it..."

The two of them were moving faster and faster, but Harry's Firebolt was still faster. When it was less than five feet from the ground, he stopped suddenly, and his outstretched hand clenched into a fist in an instant. Between his fingers, a golden light was faintly visible.

Harry caught the Golden Snitch.

Madam Hooch's shrill whistle sounded again, signaling the end of the game.

180:20 Gryffindor wins.

There was an uproar in the stands, and the Gryffindors began to laugh at the Slytherins who had sung earlier.

On the field, except for Ron who was still sitting on his broom in a daze, the other players on both sides had already fallen back to the ground. Madam Hooch stopped Crabbe angrily and loudly accused him of foul behavior... After she blew the whistle just now, the opponent still hit the Bludger at Harry.

"Look, we've found another way to solve the interference." Cedric said with a smile, "We just need to catch the Golden Snitch as soon as possible."

"But you can't catch the Golden Snitch just because you want to." Kyle said, "I still think it's better to talk to them. After all, both Montague and Malfoy seem easy to talk to."

"They are... easy to talk to?" Cedric was a little confused. "Are you serious?"

"Yeah." Kyle nodded, "And I'm actually pretty good at reasoning with others, and usually they're happy to listen."

Cedric was still a little skeptical. The Mrs. Montgomery he knew didn't seem like someone who was easy to talk to.

But before he could say anything else, he was interrupted by a sudden commotion on the field.

The two teams fought.

To be precise, it was Fred, George and Harry. The three of them rushed towards Malfoy together and started punching and kicking him.

In an instant, the entire Quidditch field was in complete chaos.

The sound of fists hitting bodies, Malfoy's screams, and the shouts of the surrounding audience mixed together and rose and fell with each other.

"What trouble has Malfoy gotten himself into with his mouth?" Kyle couldn't help but think.

He did see Malfoy seem to say something just now, but because the distance was too far, he couldn't hear it clearly in the stands... and then Malfoy was beaten.

"Don't do this, Fred, George..." Cedric leaned his upper body out of the stands and shouted to the people below: "Professor, the professor is still here, stop it!"

But the three of them were like angry bulls at this moment, turning a deaf ear to the sounds around them and swinging their fists at Malfoy.

until……

“There are so many obstacles!”

A force pushed the three people out.

"What are you doing!" Madam Hooch shouted angrily, "I have never seen such behavior... You three, go to the dean's office right now, immediately!"

Fred, George and Harry left the pitch without looking back and strode towards the castle.

The Slytherins behind him came forward and helped Malfoy, who was curled up on the ground and groaning, up.

His mouth was bleeding, and there were prints of various sizes of shoes all over his body, and his face was bigger than before.

Pansy Parkinson ran over and started screaming as soon as she saw Malfoy's appearance. Crabbe stood behind and chuckled at the three people leaving... and Montague was laughing too.

Kyle looked at the commentary desk again. Lee Jordan had been dragged away, and Professor McGonagall, who was originally behind him, also followed Fred and the others back to the castle with a grim face when they left.

"Should we go and take a look too?" Kanna said.

Everything happened so fast that she had no idea what was going on, but judging from the current situation... Gryffindor was in big trouble.

"Then I'll go and find out what's going on," said Mikel.

"Okay." Kyle nodded, "But we'd better hurry up, because a lot of people will leave soon."

Then they left the stands together.

Kyle, Cedric and Connor ran towards the castle, while Mikkel ran towards the remaining Gryffindor players on the field.

…

(End of this chapter)