Everyday Players at Hogwarts..

Chapter 683: Quidditch Pitch in the Clouds

Time: 4pm.

Before the team competition began, all the students and referees came to the auditorium in advance.

When the enchanted ceiling turns from gray to clear blue,

Dumbledore stood up at the staff table and everyone fell silent.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in five minutes I will invite you all to the Quidditch pitch.
Watch the second team competition of the semi-finals.

We have everything set up there.

Some of these facilities will be used in the individual competition on the 24th of next month.

The other members of the jury are requested to go ahead.”

At the staff table, Karkaroff, Mr. Weasley, Madame Maxime, and Vulkanova stood up.

He walked out of the auditorium amid the applause of the crowd.

"Harry, you and Ron?" Neville asked hesitantly when he saw Ron sitting far away next to Terry.

"Let's talk about the game," Ginny said quickly.

Harry nodded hesitantly.

Neville shrank his neck, but still chose to be timid.

He thought for a moment and then summed up his words, "Speaking of which, how should we conduct this team competition?
The fabrics, leather, metals, etc. that we process on a daily basis are said to be made into uniforms specifically for competitions.

The purpose of the team competition is probably just to test the sturdiness of the clothes and which college's magic is more effective.

If you think about it this way, 99% of the effort we put into this team competition was from our usual alchemy classes.

I really can't imagine what's so interesting about this 1%.

Just assemble these materials.

Do you want us to go to the stadium?"

“Maybe the highlight is the assembly.

We will be needed to contribute when the time comes.

When we finally inspect the finished product, I think the lighting and shadows of the magic will be very pretty." Harry guessed.

However, time did not allow him to continue speculating.

5 minutes passed quickly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Dumbledore stood up again and led the other professors and students out of the hall in an orderly manner.

When they walked onto the Quidditch pitch, it was completely unrecognisable.

The grass was replaced by something like a cloud.

Stepping on it feels like walking on a spring bed.

When they walked up the stairs to the stands.

Dumbledore and several other members of the refereeing team, who had disappeared after entering the Quidditch pitch, appeared.

The five of them walked to the center of the arena.

Dumbledore drew out his wand and pointed it towards his feet.

At their feet, the cloud-like mat began to multiply rapidly.

Accompanied by the exclamations of the students in the stadium,
The cloud-like cushions that proliferate,

Separated from the mother's body,
An irregular circle formed under the feet of the five people.

He lifted up the five people and they flew into the air!

As they flew up, the entire stands began to tremble.

"what happened?"

"The earth is shaking!"

“We’re flying!”

As the students discovered.

As the 'cloud' beneath Dumbledore and the others' feet flew upwards.

It seemed like an invisible line between it and the cloud-like cushion on the ground.

The cloud-shaped cushion, while connecting the entire stand, also lifted the stand off the ground.

Ten minutes later, the entire Quidditch pitch stopped rising.

Although the air temperature dropped as it rose, no one cared about it.

Most of the students were jumping up and down with excitement.

Some people are lucky enough to have clouds around them and try to breathe in the clouds.

Then he started coughing and his body was full of steam.

The students sitting at the front and back of the stands tried to look down, but the students at the front only saw a cloud-shaped cushion.

Only the students at the back saw Hogwarts, which had shrunk to the size of a fingernail, and the entire Forbidden Forest, which could be seen at a glance.

The black lake gleams in the sun like a mirror.

Only a faint trace of the Castrobisher redwood tree nearby and the Durmstrang ship in the center of the lake could be seen.

The professors sitting on the podium where the commentators used to sit were also very excited.

Professor McGonagall stood up, with her hands supported, as if an invisible dance partner was supporting her hands.

Professor Flitwick cast a spell on his shoes, and the soles of his shoes continued to thicken until he could see the ground.

The judges standing on the irregular circle did not speak.

Just watching this scene, as if waiting for the students and professors to vent their emotions.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a century.
Madame Maxime spoke up, ".You all may be a little curious about how this team competition will go.

After all, you have already completed the main material processing work.

I once said in my first alchemy class,

'The amount of silk you have successfully refined will be divided by the number of people in each school and recorded as a regular score.'

It’s not just silk though.

Other leather, metal, silk thread and all the materials needed for a perfect competition uniform.
After processing in the four schools, I have also counted the number of qualified products.

They were also divided by the number of students in each school.

Among them, the ranking in each course, first, second, third, and fourth place, will get 4, 3, 2, and 1 points respectively.

According to statistics, the final ranking is:
First, Beauxbatons

Second, Hogwarts

Third, Castrobus

Fourth, Durmstrang
This ranking will affect the order in which you will activate Scott's Transmutation Spell later.

You heard it right.

All the materials you refined in the recent alchemy class,
Before refining and combining together,

It is also necessary to blend the magic of all the materials belonging to each spell.

Now, the entire Quidditch pitch has been temporarily transformed into a giant Scotty pot.

You can look at the hand-shaped imprint on the chair in front of you.

Look at the railings in the first row.

You just need to follow Mr. Weasley's instructions.
After pressing it,

Just use the method of controlling the Scottish Pot to magically blend all the ingredients.

However, this time the order and ranking are in reverse order.

The last school goes first.

Schools with higher rankings can observe the operations of the schools that came before them.

Finally, I want to say this.

The final product of your blending,

Is it good or bad?

It will not be counted towards the score.

But it will itself affect the final product of your school's warrior uniforms." Madame Maxime paused.

Dumbledore stood up and winked mischievously, "Now I'm going to use a spell, you can guess what it is."

He raised his wand high and pointed it at Hogwarts.

The students in the stands speculated and had an inspiring discussion about what Madame Maxime had said earlier.

About ten seconds later, someone in the stands suddenly shouted, "Look!"

Four whooshing noises followed.

Those were four large wooden boxes.

Each box is printed with the coat of arms of each school.

Wait until they pass through the scalps of the students in the stands, fly into the field, and fall to the ground like a cloud.

Mr. Weasley cast an Amplification Charm on himself, "The obvious answer is the Summoning Charm!

But time was tight, and I noticed that some students had already started shivering from the cold.

Without further ado, students of Durmstrang please place your dominant hand on the mark. "

(End of this chapter)