From Hogwarts to Strixhaven

After discussing for so long, Harry finally saw the true face of Nimbus 2001.

It was a broom made up of a straight and smooth black wooden handle, silver footrests and broom hoop, plus many neat branches. The overall style was much more luxurious than the plain Nimbus 2000.

What a good broom.

Harry thought.

It's a pity that all the trolls were sitting on it. Of course, Ivy was excluded.

The sixth-year seeker who played against Harry in the last game became a substitute. Ivy sat upright on the beautiful broom, lightly and silkily passing across the court.

Did he really never play Quidditch as he said?

Before the doubts spread in Harry's heart, the voice of his captain Wood rang in his ears: "Focus, Harry! You are our only hope!"

Harry cast a grateful look at Wood, and then was horrified to see that he was almost knocked off the broom by the troll captain of Slytherin in a very embarrassed way.

"Beep--" Madam Hooch blew the whistle. It was an offensive foul committed by the Slytherin chaser against the Gryffindor goalkeeper.

So the ball was handed over to Gryffindor. Harry's heart, hanging in his throat, dropped a little: "Fortunately, the first goal is Gryffindor's."

Angelina, the famous chaser of Gryffindor (under Lee Jordan's boasting, all the teachers and students in the school knew that she was beautiful) was preparing to take a penalty kick. Her Comet 260 had a good linear acceleration, and combined with her fancy ball-holding movements, it would definitely confuse the opponent's goalkeeper. In fact, letting the chaser and the goalkeeper play one-on-one usually ended with the attacking side scoring.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Angelina crossed the entire offensive zone, and after several quick changes of direction with the ball, she aimed at the top goal frame. The Quaffle turned into a flash of lightning and flew towards the goal. Slytherin goalkeeper Miles Blackie barely had time to react, his hands still tightly grasping the wooden handle of Nimbus 2001.

The ball went in! Harry secretly clenched his fists, ready to listen to the cheers from the stands.

"Oh--" the crowd shouted in disappointment, and the Quaffle was blocked.

How could it be possible? Harry couldn't believe what happened.

Miles Blackie did not have time to lift his arm from the broom, but the powerful performance of Nimbus 2001 still helped him prevent Gryffindor from scoring. He blocked the Quaffle with his face!

Even though there were two bright red blood marks under his red nose, Miles Blackie just showed two rows of white teeth and grinned at Gryffindor, with no intention of wiping them. As if it was not a wound, but his medal.

Harry had never expected that the Slytherin players had changed so much in just a few months.

Although they were tall and big before, they would pester Madam Hooch for free throws if they got hurt.

In the words of Fred and George, they were like troll babies chasing their mothers for milk.

But now... Harry didn't understand what was going on. Those Slytherin Quidditch players were as crazy as if they wanted to eat them alive.

Harry followed the line of sight of the Slytherins and saw Ivy, who was flying the highest on the Nimbus 2001, descending. He came in front of Miles Blaitch and pointed at his still bleeding nose and whispered something. The opponent's nose stopped bleeding immediately.

Then the game started again, with Slytherin attacking with the ball.

Their tactics only reminded Harry of one adjective, that is, barbaric.

The three chasers rushed around the field, holding the Quaffle and never letting go. Even if the Bludger was hit hard by Fred or George, those troll-like big guys just rushed forward with the speed advantage of Nimbus 2001, and had no intention of dodging or passing the ball.

Harry saw with his own eyes that the captain of the trolls, Marcus Flint, was hit in the back by a Bludger, but he just swayed a little on his broom to stabilize his body. The Bludger flying around him was quickly dealt with by two other hairy Slytherin Beaters.

Harry found that the Quidditch teams of Slytherin and Gryffindor had many similarities, such as a pair of brothers serving as Beaters. The only difference was that Gryffindor had the Weasley twins, while Slytherin had a pair of mountain trolls.

The speed of Nimbus 2001 brought a terrifying advantage to the entire Slytherin team. Their chasers did not need to pass the ball, they only needed to hold down their brooms and rush towards the goal. The players on the Gryffindor side could not catch up at all unless they intercepted in advance.

But the interception tactic may not work every time, because your opponents are a group of trolls? What's more terrifying is that Gryffindor's chasers this year are all beautiful girls. When the two groups of people flew together on brooms in the air, Harry always unconsciously thought of Beauty and the Beast.

"Bang!"

Gryffindor captain and goalkeeper Oliver Wood collided with Slytherin's chaser again. This was the third penalty kick in the game. Fortunately, another Gryffindor chaser, Alicia Spinnet, finally scored the penalty kick, breaking Gryffindor's goal drought.

Harry glanced at the score, 60:10, Slytherin was leading by 50 points.

I still have time. Harry anxiously scanned the field with his eyes, praying that the Golden Snitch would appear soon. As long as the Golden Snitch was caught before the score difference widened to 150 points, Harry could help the team turn the situation around.

He looked up at Avi. Light wheel 2001 took him to fly in a higher place. Looking at his body, it seemed that it was not affected by the wind that was more violently at all.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Avi suddenly dived down the broom. Although Harry understood that it might be a fake action, he decided to follow closely, and at the same time, he secretly raised his vigilance in his heart.

Those are almost straight down, and they are constantly accelerating.

Usually this dangerous movement is done by Harry himself. Watching his friends playing with such thrilling on the broom, Harry felt a burst of heartbeat, and what made him feel more frustrated was that his light wheel 2000 really couldn't help it. Catch on Avi's light wheel 2001.

The ground was getting closer, and the wind crooked Harry's glasses, which caused him not to see the situation of the ground. He told himself that it was a trap, and continued to dive with Avi.

The lawn of the court almost completely occupied Harry's vision. Except for a dark green block not far ahead, Harry knew it was Avi's cloak. Essence

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Ivey drove the light wheel 2001, scratched the tilted arc in a light gesture, and returned to the air softly before hitting the ground.

I know it is a trap!

Harry had no time to think about it. He could only use his strength to push the broom's head up.