From Hogwarts to Strixhaven

"Excellent Wronski feint! Although it was thrilling, no one hit the ground!"

After the low exclamations of everyone in the stands, Lee Jordan gave a passionate commentary. Professor McGonagall beside him looked frightened and was pressing one hand on his chest, trying to calm the rhythm of his heartbeat in his chest.

Harry wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned sideways to check his broom. Just when he was pulling up and taking off, he felt that part of his broom had scraped against the ground.

Now it seems that the pedals and the branches at the tail have different degrees of damage.

"Fly well." That was Ivy's voice, and Harry turned his head.

Ivy still maintained his elegant image, as if he was not the one who dived down desperately just now. Looking at his confident and calm appearance, Harry felt a little angry for no reason.

"Hey, Ivy!" Harry shouted, trying to distract Ivy in this way, "You are not in a hurry at all, right? Even if the Golden Snitch is finally caught by me, even if Slytherin's victory has nothing to do with your performance today?"

"Poor rhetoric." Ivy still looked calm and indifferent, "Victory has long been in my pocket. Whether I take it by myself or sit here and wait for them to bring it to me, it doesn't make any difference."

I can't shake him. He lived for 144 years. In his eyes, this game may be just a fight between children.

"Why did you want to participate?" Harry roared, "Why did you sneak in among us like nothing happened? You obviously... This is not fair!"

"There is no fairness in the world." Ivy's tone was as calm as the expression on his face, "Fairness is just the pity of the strong for the weak, and the self-restraint of the strong. As for participating in this game, it is my obligation as a Slytherin, just like studying hard and making progress every day is your and my obligation as Hogwarts students."

Ivy was of course willing to sit and chat with Harry, because Slytherin's strategy for this game was so simple and crude. Before the Golden Snitch was caught by one side, they tried their best to expand the score to more than 150 points through the performance difference on the flying broom.

In addition to the advantages brought by the Nimbus 2001, Ivy's training also played a big role. The three chasers can completely ignore the interference of the opponent and bring the ball all the way to the goal; the two beaters can even use their bodies to block the harassment of the bludgers for the chasers; the goalkeeper blocked the three goals tightly by himself.

So the game began to become dull, Slytherin attacked with the ball, Slytherin rushed, and Slytherin successfully scored. Maybe there would be one or two harmless fouls in the middle, but they had no direct impact on the progress of the game.

Just like in MOBA games, the old driver Sean was only focused on the opponent's crystal. Slytherin just grasped the main contradiction of the game and successfully came up with a set of playing methods that could crush the opponent in terms of game understanding.

"No matter how strong I am, how many years I have spent, the one sitting on this broom facing you is always just a first-year student..." Ivy was about to continue his long speech to delay the game, but he found that Harry's eyes were never on him.

Harry suddenly started the broom and flew sideways from Ivy. Not far away, the Weasley twins of Gryffindor were pointing him in the direction of the Golden Snitch with funny movements. They didn't shout because they didn't want Ivy to get this information together.

However, Ivy was still faster, and Harry's Nimbus 2000 had a small scrape with the ground during the previous Wronski feint, and now it was flying a little crooked.

"Not interested in continuing the conversation, Harry?"

Harry was horrified to find that Ivy's voice was still so stable, as if the wind caused by high-speed flight did not exist for him.

Harry tried to open his mouth to respond, but the cold wind went straight into his stomach along his mouth. Harry, who was still preparing to save some food for the night, immediately closed his mouth again and turned his head away to stop accepting Ivy's interference.

The score now was 120:30, with Slytherin leading by 90 points. Harry knew that if Gryffindor still had a chance to win, it would be in this short flight.

In addition to the two seekers chasing the Golden Snitch, other people on the field also became agitated.

Drian Puse (Troll No. 2) roughly knocked Gryffindor's chaser Alicia Spinnet off her broom, but almost no one cared except the medical staff.

Wood and Flint were arguing in front of Gryffindor's goal, almost coming to blows.

Fred and George hit the Bludger at Ivy in flight, but the Slytherin mountain troll brothers stopped them with their bodies and quickly fought back.

The entire field was almost in chaos, with emergencies everywhere that Madam Hooch had to deal with, but no one had the right to stop the game while the Seekers were chasing the Snitch, unless they all lost their target.

Harry lowered his broom and ducked his head to avoid the Slytherin goalkeeper in front of him. The Snitch brought them to the Slytherin half.

He thought that in addition to facing Ivy, he would also be disturbed by the Slytherin players, but in the end, it was only the Snitch and the two Seekers flying around the three copper pillars of the ball frame.

Harry looked back. It turned out that their teammates did not know when they would be entangled with the monsters of Slytherin. It was a very tragic scene. Everyone tried their best to prevent their opponents from leaving. Li San Clear a little obstacle on the flight road.

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

"We are brave and fearless, we are ignored, we are Gryffindor." Harry gritted his teeth and meditated in his heart, and at the same time reached out to work hard to grasp the golden fake thief that seemed to be close at hand.

The broom was shaking, and Aiwei didn't know when to stick him with him. There was no way to stabilize the flying broom in one hand, let alone Harry's light wheel 2000 was almost planted on the ground.

Glanced at Avi, who was in Mount Taishan, and a bold idea suddenly emerged in Harry's head. He began to try to stand up on the broom. Both hands left gripped in the stable direction. The interference rushes forward.

Harry almost encountered a golden flying thief, but because in the previous Langski fake action, the light wheel 2000 under his buttocks occurred with the ground, and even the pedal was damaged. Therefore, when Harry stepped on the crooked pedal and jumped, the whole person inevitably crooked in the direction where the broom was damaged, and he regretted losing his arms with the golden flying thief.

"Oh, finish." This is the last idea of ​​Harry's closest and closer to the ground.

However, the power from his waist made him look back, and the invisible hand held him up. Harry looked back. It was Avi's casting, and he also noticed that the golden buddy was shining in his hands.