Quidditch Pitch in the Clouds

Time: 4 PM.

Before the team competition began, all the students and the judges from the judging panel arrived at the Great Hall early.

When the enchanted ceiling turned from gray to a bright blue,

Dumbledore stood up at the faculty desk, and everyone quieted down.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in five minutes I will be inviting you to the Quidditch Pitch."

Watch the team competition Second Task in the Triwizard Tournament.

We have already set everything up there.

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

The other members of the judging panel, please go ahead.

At the faculty desk, Karkaroff, Mr. Weasley, Madame Maxime, Valkanova stood up.

They walked out of the Great Hall amidst applause.

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

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

Harry nodded hesitantly.

Neville shrank back, but ultimately chose to back down.

After a moment's thought, he summarized his thoughts. "So, how should we proceed with this team competition?"

The fabrics, leathers, and metals we process on a daily basis are said to be made into competition uniforms.

The purpose of the team competition is probably just to test the sturdiness of the clothing and the effectiveness of the magic applied to it, and which academy is better.

If you think about it that way, then we contributed 99% of our efforts in our usual Alchemy Class to this team competition.

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

It's just a matter of assembling these materials.

Do you need us to go to the stadium?

"Maybe the highlight is the assembly process."

We'll need to contribute then.

"When we finally inspect the finished product, I imagine the magical light and shadow effects will look quite beautiful," Harry guessed.

However, time did not allow him to continue speculating.

Five minutes passed quickly.

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

When they walked into the Quidditch Pitch, it was completely unrecognizable.

The turf has been replaced by something cloud-shaped.

Stepping on it feels like walking on a spring mattress.

After they walked up the stairs to the stands.

Dumbledore, who had disappeared after entering the Quidditch Pitch, reappeared along with several other members of the refereeing team.

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

Dumbledore then drew his wand and pointed it at his feet.

The cloud-like cushions at their feet began to multiply rapidly.

Amidst the gasps of surprise from the students in the stadium,

The proliferating cloud-like cushions,

Separated from the mother's body,

An irregular circle formed beneath the feet of the five people.

And then it lifted the five people up, and they flew into the air!

As they took off, the entire stands began to tremble.

"What's wrong?"

"The earth is shaking!"

"We're flying!"

As the students discovered.

As Dumbledore floated upwards on the 'clouds' beneath their feet.

It appears as if there is an invisible line between it and the cloud-shaped cushion on the ground.

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

Ten minutes later, the entire Quidditch Pitch stopped rising.

Although the air temperature drops as it rises, no one cares.

Most of the students were excitedly jumping around.

Some were lucky enough to be surrounded by clouds and even tried breathing in the clouds.

Then he kept coughing, and his body was covered in moisture.

The students sitting at the very front and back of the stands tried their best to look down.

But the students at the front only saw the cloud-shaped mat.

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

The Black Lake, shimmering in the sunlight, resembles a mirror.

Only faint traces of the Castelobruxo on the side and Durmstrang Ship in the middle of the lake can be seen.

The professors, who were sitting on the high platform where the commentators used to sit, were also very excited.

Professor McGonagall stood up, her hands outstretched as if an invisible dance partner were supporting her.

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

The judges standing on that irregular circle remained silent.

Just watching this scene. It seemed like they were waiting for the students and professors to vent their emotions.

I don't know how much time passed, maybe a century.

Madame Maxime spoke up, "You are all probably a little curious about how this team competition will proceed."

After all, you've already finished the main material processing work.

I mentioned this before in my first Alchemy class.

The quantity of silk you successfully produce will be divided by the number of students in each school, and recorded as part of your participation grade.

However, it's not just silk.

Other materials needed for a perfect competition uniform include leather, metal, and silk threads.

I have also kept statistics on the number of qualified products after processing at the four schools.

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

In each class, the first, second, third, and fourth place finishers receive 4, 3, 2, and 1 points respectively.

According to the statistics, the final rankings are:

First, Beauxbatons

Second, Hogwarts

Third, Castelobruxo

Fourth, Durmstrang

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

You heard right.

All the materials you concocted in the recent Alchemy Class,

Before refining and combining them...

It is also necessary to harmonize the spells belonging to various enchantments in all the materials.

The entire Quidditch Pitch has now been temporarily transformed into a giant Scott Pot.

You can look at the handprints on the chairs in front of you.

Those in the first row, take a look at the railings.

In a moment, you will only need to follow Mr. Weasley's instructions.

After pressing it on

Simply use the magic of manipulating the Scott Pot to blend all the ingredients.

However, this time the order and rankings are reversed.

Let's start with the school that's ranked last.

Schools with higher rankings can observe the practices of schools that come before them.

Finally, I want to say this.

The condition of the final product of your reconciliation,

Is it good or bad?

It will not be counted in the score.

But it will affect the final product of your school's Champion Uniform. Madame Maxime paused.

Dumbledore stepped forward, winking mischievously. "Now I'm going to use a spell. Can you guess what it is?"

He raised his wand high and aimed it at Hogwarts.

The students in the stands made various guesses and engaged in an exciting discussion about what Madame Maxime had said earlier.

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

Four whooshing sounds followed immediately.

Those were four large wooden crates.

Each box was printed with the emblem of the respective school.

After they flew through the scalps of the students in the stands, into the field, and landed on the cloud-like ground.

Mr. Weasley cast Sonorus on himself, "The answer is obviously the Accio!"

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

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