Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 478 The Powerful Green Team
"It doesn't matter."

Sherlock seemed completely unfazed by Hermione's apology, as if discussing something trivial.

"However, I need to correct one of your points."

"what?"

Hermione was stunned, not understanding what Sherlock was trying to do.

"You're only half right—only the Irish Seekers fall to the ground, not the Bulgarians."

As if to prove Sherlock's words, Viktor Krum stopped his dive at the last moment before the two chasers were about to make contact with the ground.

The next moment, he rode his flying broomstick and soared into the sky, then spun around and flew away.

Lin Qi, who was originally keeping pace with him, is now in a terrible situation.

He rushed down the slope with Krum, but was unable to stop at the last moment.

Finally, it crashed heavily to the ground with a thud, making intimate contact with the hard earth.

Even the excellent braking performance of the fire bolt couldn't save him.

Lin Qi fell so hard that the entire stadium could hear it.

A sigh of lamentation came from the Irish audience's seats.

"fool!"

Mr. Weasley couldn't help but complain, "Krum is faking it!"

"The game is paused!"

Mr. Bagman once again played a crucial role at this moment:

"A well-trained field doctor rushed onto the field to check Aidan Lynch's injury!"

"He's fine, he just used too much force!"

Charlie, who understood the situation perfectly, quickly comforted his younger sister Ginny, "Of course, that's exactly what Krum wants to achieve..."

At this moment, Ginny had moved to the side of the private room, a look of horror on her face.

Actually, she wanted to seek comfort from Harry.

Unfortunately, Harry was too busy watching the game to notice her at all.

Of course, this can't be blamed on Harry.

Because he had done similar things before.

Just this year at Easter, in the last game of the final semester of his third year, he used a similar method to make the two Slytherin batters collide violently.

So seeing Krum do this naturally drew all their attention.

Taking advantage of the pause in the game, Harry quickly seized the opportunity to press the replay and game analysis buttons on the panoramic telescope.

After adjusting the speed dial, I put the binoculars back on my eyes.

He saw Krum and Lynch dive down again in slow motion.

A line of bright purple text flashed across his lens, just like it had just done.

[Lonski's feint]

Dangerous moves specifically designed to restrain the opponent's ball-seeking player
Pretending to see the thief in the low-altitude area, he rushed towards the ground, and just before touching the ground, he stopped diving and pulled up his flying broom to take off.

The core of the move is to make the opponent's seeker imitate you and crash into the ground.

The dive speed and height above the ground are determined by the person releasing the feint.

This move is quite dangerous; if it fails, the person could very likely crash into the ground.

It is named after Polish Seeker Josef Langski.

There is no doubt that Krum successfully executed the feint.

He managed to stop his descent a short distance from the ground, while Lin Qi failed to stop and crashed heavily to the ground.

With the help of the telescope, he noticed that Krum was very focused at this moment, and his facial muscles were tense.

"I understand!"

Harry slapped his thigh. "Krum didn't even see the Golden Snitch! He just wanted Lynch to imitate him!"

"Brother, I thought you would have been able to tell at a glance."

Sherlock said with a smile.

"what?"

Harry didn't react for a moment.

"Have you forgotten so quickly? You treated the chrome-plated young master the same way during the match after Easter."

Harry only remembered after Sherlock reminded him.

Because they were behind in points, Wood was required to catch the Golden Snitch when Gryffindor had a lead of more than 50 points.

In this situation, to prevent Malfoy from discovering the Golden Snitch, he made this feint several times:

Pretend that you have discovered the Golden Snitch, and then have Malfoy chase after him.

One of these is the feint of diving from a high altitude.

He used this method to fool Malfoy several times.

In fact, Harry had done something similar in an earlier match against Ravenclaw.

Diving was his forte, and he was just like Krum today, diving down from high altitudes, drawing Cho Chang to follow him.

However, he stopped moving when he was ten feet off the ground.

On the one hand, Harry wasn't sure if he could still control the flying broom if the distance shortened further.

On the other hand, it's because he's kind.

With a ten-foot buffer, even if Qiu Zhang couldn't stop, he wouldn't crash into the ground like Lin Qi.

But Krum was different; he stopped diving less than five feet from the ground.

It was faster and charged harder than Harry.

After finishing the replay, Harry switched the panoramic telescope back to normal speed.

"Understood?"

Sherlock asked after seeing Harry's actions.

Harry nodded, offering a heartfelt exclamation. "He's really amazing!"

Harry had never seen anyone fly like that.

Krum appeared to be using a flying broomstick at all; he flew freely through the air as if he didn't need anything and was as light as a feather.

"Indeed impressive."

Charlie then chimed in, “I could never do what he did, but I think you could, Harry, and you, Sherlock.”

Harry shook his head repeatedly. "Impossible, I can't do it either."

Sherlock didn't immediately deny it. After thinking for a moment, he said, "If there is targeted training over a period of time, it may not be impossible."

"What are you talking about?"

Seeing this, Ginny quickly returned from the side of the box and took the opportunity to sit next to Harry.

Seeing this, Hermione sat down next to Sherlock without saying a word:

"Yeah, what are they talking about? I want to hear it too!"

Therefore, the seating arrangement became:
Hermione – Sherlock – Charlie – Harry – Ginny.

Ron, who was originally sitting between Harry and Ginny, has now been squeezed into a corner next to Percy.

Ron: "..."

"They're talking about Lansky's feint."

Charlie, oblivious to the subtle shift in seating arrangements, enthusiastically began explaining the situation to the young wizards:

"Actually, most Quidditch players use this feint a little bit, whether intentionally or unintentionally, but very few can do it to the level of Krum."

No, to be precise, apart from those senior figures, I've only seen him do this among the young people.

This move not only requires a lot of courage and confidence, but also demands a great deal from the flying broomstick..."

While Charlie was explaining, the doctor in the room was feeding Lin Qi some drinks.

In this way, Lin Qi gradually regained his strength.

During this process, Krum was circling around Linzi's head.

"Krum truly lives up to his reputation as the best Seeker. Look, even now, he's using the time Lin Qi is recovering to search for the Golden Snitch."

Upon hearing Charlie's words, Harry quickly took out the telescope again.

Sure enough, while Krum appeared to be flying freely in the air, he was actually seizing this undisturbed opportunity to search for the Golden Snitch.

It's clear that if he can catch the Golden Snitch now, not only will the match be over, but Bulgaria will also win.

Unfortunately, even after Lin Qi stood up, he still hadn't found anything.

Amidst the resounding cheers of the Irish supporters dressed in green, Lynch remounted his fire bolt, pushed off with his foot, and soared into the air.

His recovery seems to have given the Celtics confidence.

When referee Mustafa blew his whistle again, the chasers quickly organized an offensive, launching frequent attacks with their superb skills.

In the next fifteen minutes, the Celtics went on a rampage, scoring ten goals in a row and going on a 100-0 run.

This gave them a 130-10 lead.

At the same time, the competition began to turn into a race against time.

As the chaser named Marette charged toward the post once again with her Quaffle, Bulgarian goalkeeper Zograv flew out to meet her.

Everything happened so fast that even Harry, with his excellent dynamic vision, couldn't see what was happening.

An angry shout came from the Irish supporters, followed by Mustafa blowing a long, piercing whistle.

Harry then realized that the Bulgarian team had just committed a foul.

"Mustafa rebukes Bulgarian goalkeeper for hitting player – elbowing too hard!"

Bagman seized the opportunity to explain to the noisy audience:
"Ah—yes, Ireland is about to take the penalty!"

"I thought only Slytherins would do that."

Harry said somewhat belatedly.

He couldn't help but think back to the final match against Slytherin last semester.

In an effort to prevent Gryffindor from winning, the opposing team resorted to any means necessary to stop them from scoring.

"Don't imagine the World Cup to be something sacred, my dear friend."

Sherlock shook his head. "Admittedly, their skills are far superior to those of students, but in some aspects they are the same."

For example, the desire to win.

For example, a deliberate foul like the one just now.

And then there are those tactics unrelated to the game… Harry, Ron, I suggest you cover your ears.”

Sherlock said this because after Mallet was tackled by the opposing goalkeeper, the goblins rose into the air in anger, like a swarm of glittering bumblebees.

Now the referee has awarded Ireland a penalty, and the little devils quickly form the words "Ha! Ha! Ha!"

Faced with such provocation, Veena on the other side of the field naturally could not tolerate it.

They angrily tossed their hair and started dancing again.

This time, not only Harry and Ron, but even the Weasley twins all covered their ears with their fingers.

Of the underage male wizards, only Sherlock and Percy did not do so.

Soon, Hermione and Ginny each grabbed Sherlock and Harry's arms.

Sherlock immediately understood Hermione's meaning, and a slight smile appeared on his lips as he looked towards the arena.

Harry turned to look at Ginny, who was giggling and saying, "Look at the referee!"

A very comical scene unfolded on the field.

Hassan Mustafa, a respected referee from Egypt, has descended from the sky to stand before the dancing Veela.

His behavior was very strange; he kept bending and stretching his limbs to show off his muscles to Kuiva while stroking his long beard with excitement.

"Oh, that won't do!"
Even our referee was captivated by Mei-mei!

Is there anyone who can go up and slap him?

Clearly, Mr. Bagman, who said those words, was simply looking for trouble.

(End of this chapter)