“The game is over… Wood.”

Aileen hovered in front of the Gryffindor team's goalposts, looking at Oliver Wood as she softly spoke.

As the Bludger fell into Aileen's control, Gryffindor's score was finally fixed at 140 points – the new student team of little wizards, effortlessly pulled the score back to 150:140… although, the means were somewhat cruel.

Apart from Oliver Wood, there was no other gold and red figure to be found in the vast Quidditch pitch.

In just under five minutes, the black pillar of light that descended from the sky completely shattered the Gryffindor team's proud defensive system, as well as their most commendable resilience.

“Gryffindor's Quidditch team is a great team, you persevered to the very end.”

Aileen took a deep breath, raised her right hand, aimed at Oliver Wood, in her palm, a black and shiny Bludger was constantly struggling and wriggling, as if it were ready to pounce out and devour people like an evil spirit.

“Don't worry, I'll be a little gentler this time.” As she spoke, Aileen released her right hand.

The next moment, the Bludger broke free forward, crashing straight into Oliver Wood, who had a wry smile on his face.

Bang!

The Gryffindor Quidditch team was annihilated.

According to Quidditch rules, when one team no longer has players available to play, the game automatically ends.

The only slight imperfection was…

From some unknown time, Dumbledore and Grindelwald, who were originally watching from the faculty seats, had disappeared, which made Aileen a little regretful and dissatisfied.

You know, another purpose of Aileen participating in this game was to show the two old wizards her own destructive power, as well as a small warning – even restricting her to the Quidditch pitch was not necessarily the right choice.

And after lacking these two important spectators, continuing to bully the little children wasn't as interesting.

“What a barbaric game, Quidditch.”

Aileen shook her head with a sense of wonder, urging her broom towards the Gryffindor players below – as a kind witch, although she couldn't stop this barbaric sport, she could at least help the little wizards end their pain.

…

A few minutes later…

“You really didn't show any mercy.”

George Weasley grinned, moving his arm, seemingly still feeling a faint pain.

Due to the protective effect of the magic in their bodies, wizards generally have better physical qualities than Muggles, this advantage is not so much in terms of strength or speed, but more in resistance and vitality.

Whether it's falling from a height, or being impacted… wizards will still be injured, but there will rarely be cases of instant death, at this time, only a little simple healing magic is needed to pull them back from the brink of death.

“If we had shown mercy, then we might have been the ones to lose.”

Aileen shrugged noncommittally, reaching out her hand to pull George Weasley, who had just woken up, from the ground.

“You and Fred's defense was really annoying, we needed at least four people to break through the blockade you two brothers built – sorry, we also really wanted that Quidditch Cup.”

“Then you might have to think about new tactics.”

Oliver Wood walked over, carrying his broom, looking at Aileen with a complicated expression.

“Madam Hooch just said that she has informed the Quidditch Union Association about the situation of this game, according to the current Quidditch rules revision process – at most, there will be one more game, and the loophole you discovered will be fixed by the rules.”

To force the rules of the Quidditch game to be revised with one's own strength, this is the dream of many Quidditch players.

And Aileen Kaslana, after her first official game, had already achieved this feat.

In traditional Quidditch games, because Seekers are usually the smallest and fastest players, the most serious Quidditch accidents almost all happen to them.

Therefore, at least half of the Quidditch rules are in place to protect the Seekers from all angles.

However, in any game, when the rules give too much preference and protection to one position, it will eventually become an uncontrollable monster – according to Aileen's understanding, the degree of strengthening of Seekers in the current Quidditch version has completely exceeded the normal range of balance.

Those Quidditch rule-makers may never have thought that when a Seeker, with hundreds of rules to protect them, and the opportunity to directly win 150 points to end the game, actively joins the offensive sequence, how terrible it would become.

To put it simply, in a regular Quidditch game, a Seeker is like a jungle assassin who is silently developing, whose only task is to find a way to avoid the frontal battlefield and secretly touch the enemy's main crystal.

And the change brought about by Aileen is to directly start roaming at level 2, bringing rhythm to the whole map.

As long as all the opponents are killed, the game will naturally be won, isn't this the most obvious truth?

Therefore, it is foreseeable that…

Starting this year, the situation where Quidditch needs to change the rules may gradually increase.

This is not only because of the tactics shown by Aileen in this game.

More importantly, in Aileen's deduction, the rule changes she caused are likely to trigger more imitation and open up a new way of thinking for all Quidditch enthusiasts – of course, now is just the beginning.

“There's another game? That's slower than I thought.”

Aileen nodded nonchalantly, revealing a devilish expression, asking with some curiosity.

“Speaking of which, which lucky house did our new student team draw for the next game?”

“Ravenclaw, but…”

Madam Hooch, riding a broom, landed next to Aileen, helping Wood answer.

The witch glanced at the pitted Quidditch pitch, and couldn't help but sigh again, her tone full of helplessness.

“But just now, the children of Ravenclaw collectively chose to abstain from the game – at least until the new rules come out, they shouldn't meet you on this pitch.”

“By the way, there's one very important thing, Miss Kaslana.”

Madam Hooch's face straightened, looking at Aileen, who was about to leave the field to celebrate her victory with her teammates, and said in a deep voice.

“Professor Dumbledore left a message before leaving, hoping that you would go to his office immediately after the game.”

“House elves are already waiting by the Quidditch field.”

“Just you alone.”

…

Time goes back to ten minutes ago.

Just as Aileen had just grabbed the Bludger and was about to carry out the first wave of divine justice.

Several Gringotts goblins suddenly appeared in the faculty stands of Hogwarts.

The leader was the goblin elder who had previously visited Hogwarts Castle - Leos.

However, at this time, the old goblin was not as calm and shrewd as before, his face mixed with confusion, anger, anxiety, hesitation, cunning, helplessness, cruelty… as if the end of the world had come early.

“Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, we need to talk!”

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Chapter 1 ~ Gu Ya ~

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