Author's note: I'm finally done with the tests and I can be updating more often. Have fun, the start of the tension! Also I'm going to keep the house scores.
Chapter 6: Quidditch
The day went on and they knew slowly and gradually the everyday life at Hogwarts. At one day, the Gryffindor and the Slytherins had a special lesson on flying. The professor was Madam Hooch.
"Quidditch had been the sports of The Wizarding World for about a fair long time there's the Quaffle used for shooting the Bulgers used for kicking off your brooms and its Snitch which is used for the winning the game. Your 10 points when you put the quaffle in one of the hoops." she pointed to the three tall hoops. "You earn 150 points when you earn the snitch, however, for example when you have 170 points and you have 0 points and you earned the snitch you cannot win the game because of course, it's 170 - 150," she rambled on. "Now let's start with the basics of Quidditch. Put your hand over the broom and you say up. You don't pick it up into your hand that's the Muggle's way of you doing it. Now you may start. The first person who successes get 10 points."
The arena was filled with people saying up.
"Now that everyone has their brooms let's mount our brooms usually when we fly we kick the ground to fly."
However, after Madam Hooch said Neville came flying with his broom. He zipped through the crowd he soared above the statue he was twirling like a ballerina but then he got stuck on the statue. His broomfield somewhere else. Neville was stuck to a statue. His robes ripped and he was flying 15 feet to the ground when Madam Hooch ran to Neville, he had a broken arm. As the professor flown with Neville to the hospital, Draco picked up the weird ball that rolled on the ground.
"A rememberable. Wow!" Draco's mocking voice drowned the arena. "He doesn't need a remembrall. What's the point when you know that you forget but you don't know what you forget."
"You should shut your fat mouth up. Why don't you act nice for one moment? Oh," Harry's temper was rising the second and reaching the boiling point. "You don't know how to be nice because you're dumb. You don't learn do you?" Harry's voice was sarcastic.
Draco was shocked that he was used as an idiot, so he used another tactic, to make him go into trouble.
"Fine, maybe I will throw it on the roof." Draco mocked sadness.
"Try it then," Harry snarled. "I bet you don't have the guts."
Draco sighed and gathered his guts and threw the ball in a high arc.
"What a moron," Harry sighed.
He mounted his broom and zipped at the ball. He swooped at the professor's desk. and caught the remembrall. As he returned he attacked his own words at Draco.
"I guess you have an atom-sized brain. No idiot would throw it high. If I were you I would throw it to yourself." Harry mocked.
"Harry stop it would you." Hermione 's angry voice rang out.
Harry's anger immediately turned into Hermione.
Let me think about it, what would you do if you would handle this situation. Read a book I expect." Harry mocked
That seemed to be Draco's boiling point and he walked to Harry. His face was vicious. However, he never got to because Professor McGonagall voice boomed.
"Malfoy 70 points for trying to harass a student. Harry Potter come with me."
A lot of oohs and ahhs filled the room but it was suddenly stopped when the professor turned back viciously.
"Harry Potter," the Professor angrily said. "What we are thinking, flying with your broom even though you know that you don't even know how to fly. But however you show me skills that you can play Quidditch that was a very great catch you know. But now we need to go to the Quidditch Captain he's Oliver Wood," the Professor said.
As you walk through the great corridor, they stopped at one classroom and it was history Professor peeked in and asked: "Can you please have all him for one moment?'
"Yes the professor," said.
The professor now put our attention to us.
"Oliver, we have a new Seeker."
"Really," the captain suspiciously replied.
"Yes, he was pretty excellent he precisely caught the remembrall that Draco Malfoy throwed." the professor said.
Oliver whistled through his teeth and said wow. In an instant he was giddy with excitement. "This is like the first time a seeker is this young." Oliver said
"Let's test him out after the last class," Oliver suggested
"Okay. That's it, you can go back," the professor's happily said.
As they learned about new charms to use. Harry explained to Ron and Hermione about the Quiddith.
"Can we come?" they said.
"Yeah, Oliver didn't said no so."
As they walked down the stairs and walked through the corridor, they came out to the arena.
"Oh, are you guys spectators?" Oliver questioned them
"Yes," Harry replied.
As Oliver putted down the large suitcase he explained: Now, I think you already earned a lesson about Quidditch right?
"Yeah," Harry replied.
"Now, what will do now is that I will show you the suitcase open and I'll show you the size of the balls." Oliver explained.
As he opened the suitcase, he pointed to the large ball
"This is the quaffle," he explained. "It is very large so that people can catch. Here's the Bulger, it's small but has speed which will knock you off from your brooms. Now the snitch is really small so you need to have good eyes to look for it. anyway that's it for today I'll show you the practices we have until our first game of Gryffindor versus Slytherin.
"See you," Oliver shutted the suitcase and he joged back.
"Harry, this so cool!" Hermione squealed. "I never knew you would become a Seeker!"
"Blimey, I hope I can become one to!" Ron hopefully said.
(Author's note)Now it has take about a week after the last setting.
Now let's check with the socores
Griffindor Ravenclaw Hufflepuff Slytherin
320 310 330 300
470 440 470 450
600 550 605 570
770 740 760 755
930 915 925 920
1100 1030 1000 1100
1330 1290 1260 1300
1600 1590 1470 1530 (Today)
