Harry Potter's Otherworldly Archmage

Three days passed quickly, and the decisive battle between Gryffindor and Slytherin was about to begin. On this day, it was sunny and breezy, and it seemed that even the heavens had made sufficient preparations for this final.

Early in the morning, there seemed to be a lot more people in the auditorium than usual. For Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, although they had already been eliminated, it was great to be able to witness the crucial final of the final game.

Augustus and his party walked into the auditorium, and the cheers rang out throughout the competition venue. Most of the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs actually wore the badge of the little green snake. After a while, the badge turned into Slytherin must win, Lord Augustus wins the title.

Malfoy looked at the slogan in the auditorium with some depression, "Obviously the protagonist is us, how could there be such words as Mr. Augustus winning the championship, these brainless fans are really hopeless."

Loki smiled disdainfully, "If it weren't for Mr. Augustus' reputation, I'm afraid three-quarters of the crowd today would have to wear scarlet roses and wave scarlet flags with Gryffindor lions on them, Or waving signs that read "Gryffindor Succeed!" or "Lion Takes Trophy!" Which do you think is better?"

"Okay, I should get ready. The weather is pretty good today." Malfoy coughed and left the auditorium.

Just as Malfoy went to the locker room to change into his team uniform, the Gryffindor team had already entered. "Gryffindor is coming!" shouted Lee Jordan, who was acting as commentator as usual. "Potter, Bell, Johnson, Snapinter, the Shusleys and Wood. It's been accepted as the best Hogwarts team in years..."

Lee's comments were drowned out by boos from the audience.

"Here comes the Slytherin team, led by Captain Flint. He has made some changes in the formation, and seems to want to win by size rather than skill..."

The booing from Slytherin grew louder.Augustus noticed that the overall size of the Slytherin team was indeed larger. Malfoy could only be regarded as the smallest in the Slytherin team, and the rest of the team members were tall and burly.

"Captains, shake hands!," said Mrs. Hooch.

Flint and Wood walked towards each other and shook each other's hands hard, as if they wanted to crush each other's fingers.

"Get on the broom!" said Mrs. Hooch. "Three...two...one..."

Fourteen broomsticks flew into the air, and Hooch's whistle was drowned out by the roar of the crowd.

Malfoy drew out his wand, blessed himself with the Grace of the Wind, and added a Swiftness to the broom. It was obvious that after the two spells were attached, its speed and agility were almost equal to those of the Firebolt.As if to show off to the audience the speed after the addition of magic, Malfoy kept circling around Harry, and his spinning and flying speed had almost drawn afterimages in the sky.

"Malfoy seems to have used some kind of buff witchcraft on himself. Now, with the speed of Nimbus 2001, it is already comparable to the Firebolt. I demand that this kind of cheating be banned immediately. This is an insult to the Quidditch game. Using magic in the game is simply shameless." Li reprimanded loudly, and at the same time asked the referee to apply for a suspension.

Mrs. Hooch ignored Li's application. It seemed that Malfoy's doing so was not considered a foul, and the game continued as usual.

"Okay, let's look elsewhere," Lee continued after a helpless pause, "Now the Quaffle is on Gryffindor's side, and Gryffindor's Alicia Spinnet dribbled the ball straight Goal for Slytherin, looks good, Arya! Ah, no?? The Quaffle was intercepted by Warrington, Slytherin, sprinting across the pitch?? Wow! A shot Nice bludger, it's George Weasley's, Warrington lost the Quaffle, got it by...Johnson, the Quaffle is on Gryffindor's side again, come on, Angelina ??a nice turn next to Montagu??Down, Angelina, the Bludger made it??She scored! Ten to zero Gryffindor!

Angelina flies around one end of the court, fists pumping in the air; the sea of ​​scarlet below shrieks with glee.

"The key factor for Slytherin's victory this time is Malfoy. If you can rely on wind magic to snatch the Golden Snitch, it is not without hope of victory. As long as the score is not stretched too far, there is still a chance of winning." Yes." Lilian touched her forehead and looked at the track in the air.

"That's right," Sol nodded, "Although Harry's Firebolt has a great advantage in equipment, wind spells have always been famous for their speed and flexibility. If Malfoy can grasp it well, there is still a big advantage." Chances are you can grab the Golden Snitch."

At this time, the field was already a bit chaotic. Marcus Flint rushed towards Angelina, and Angelina was almost knocked off the broom. "Sorry!" Flint said, and the crowd below booed. "Sorry, didn't see her!"

After this, Fred Weasley tapped Ding Flint on the backside with his bat.Flint's nose hit the broomstick and began to bleed. "Come on!" shrieked Mrs. Hooch, rising steeply between them. "Gryffindor penalty for attacking the Chaser for no reason! Slytherin intentionally hurting the Chaser penalty!" "Come on, ma'am!" Fred yelled, but Madam Hooch blew the whistle and Ellie Ya flew to the front to accept the punishment.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that the game is really popular. No matter what kind of sport it is, these tricks behind the scenes are still repeated. But our audience is very friendly, and there is no so-called "football hooligan" in Quidditch. Very good." Rocky said casually watching the confrontation between the red and green players in the sky.

A smear of gold suddenly appeared in the sky. Malfoy had already attached the vision of the eagle, so it was easy to spot the appearance of the golden snitch. After taking a look at Harry, who still couldn't find the north, he stopped calmly, When the distance between the Golden Snitch and him and Harry reached the closest, the next second, the light wheel 2001 whizzed past Harry, heading straight for the Golden Snitch.

Harry froze slightly at first, and when he turned his head and saw the Golden Snitch flying in the direction of Malfoy, he hurriedly adjusted the angle of the Firebolt, and then galloped towards it.The two afterimages, one in front and one behind, are like two red and green lights and shadows across the sky, which are completely indistinguishable.

The students and teachers in the auditorium all stood up. The competition has come to an end as the two are about to win the Golden Snitch. This year's Quidditch Cup will also come to an end. The next moment, who will win the Golden Snitch? Appear, please wait and see.

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