Magic Journey from Hogwarts

As the two got closer to the Snitch, Harry's new broom suddenly became particularly restless.

Sometimes jumping up and down, sometimes shaking from side to side, and rotating 360 degrees, it looks like a wild horse that has run away, trying to throw the person on the horseback off.

Noticing this scene, Aaron couldn't help but frowned, and even stopped chasing the Snitch, "What are you doing?"

"I don't know either. The broom doesn't work. It's the first time I've encountered such a situation." Harry said without tears. This is no longer a question of whether he will lose the game, but whether he can keep it. A matter of life.

"It can't be!" Aaron looked weird. This is the Nimbus 2000, and it is generally impossible for this to happen.

Besides, Harry was now considered a professional seeker, and it was impossible for him to make such mistakes that only beginners would make.

Not only Aaron discovered the problem, but many people in the auditorium also found the problem, pointing at Harry Potter who was constantly swinging on the broomstick in the sky.

"How did Harry's broom become like this?" Hagrid said in astonishment.

Hermione looked at Harry through the large binoculars, and when her eyes followed him, she accidentally caught a glimpse of a person in the stands who was concentrating on chanting some spell.

This made her feel a little weird, so she adjusted the binoculars and found that the man was Snape, and his eyes were fixed on Harry Potter without blinking.

"It's Snape, he's chanting a spell." Hermione said in surprise, although she didn't want to believe that Snape, who saved her life, would do such a thing, but she refused to admit it in front of the facts.

"He's chanting a spell?" Ron also looked at Snape's position and found that it was indeed the case, "Then what should we do?"

"Look at mine!" Hermione shoved the binoculars into Ron's hand and left the auditorium, quickly running towards the stand where Snape was.

Harry's broom shook even more violently and crazily. Before, it was only turning sideways, but now it was turning vertically.

After two rounds of flipping, Harry was almost thrown off. He could only hold on to the broom handle with one hand and hang in mid-air with difficulty, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that he couldn't hold on for long.

The Nimbus 2000 was still swaying left and right, and Harry grabbed his other hand, not daring to let go of it.

The Seeker's situation naturally affected Gryffindor's morale. Naturally, Slytherin would not give up this opportunity, and scored two Quaffles in a row in just a few minutes.

The score became ten to twenty, overtaking Gryffindor.

"Ah! It seems the situation is more serious than I thought." Aaron flew to Harry's side, and reluctantly extended his right hand to him in front of the audience, "If you don't want to fall.

Friendly reminder, this is not a broomstick problem, no broomstick will be so disobedient, this is definitely someone trying to harm you. "

Harry hesitated for a moment, then grabbed Aaron's right hand as he was being swung, and he pulled him onto his broom.

The light wheel 2000 also seemed to have lost its target, and gradually stabilized, hovering in mid-air.

Whether it was Gryffindor or Slytherin, their eyes widened after seeing this scene. Most people showed admiration for him, thinking that he did not take advantage of the danger, while a small number of people were angry at him, thinking that he had given up. A great chance for a decisive victory.

Aaron didn't know what they were thinking, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care. After dragging Harry onto the broom, he began to fly around the field quickly, not daring to delay for a moment, for fear that he would step on Harry Potter. special footsteps.

"Thank you!" Harry saw that his broom had quieted down again, and knew that Aaron was right, so he expressed his thanks in embarrassment.

"You could have won." Harry said with some confusion. Aaron spotted the Snitch before him. Even if there was no accident with his broom, there is still a great possibility that Aaron could snatch the Snitch before him.

"I have my own principles. I can lose openly, but I can't win without knowing it." Aaron said lightly, "The condition for me to join the academy team is that when I participate in the competition, the whole team will not allow any fouls. operate.

But if I took the opportunity just now to catch the Snitch, then I would be the one who fouled. "

On the other side, Hermione had already passed through the crowd and ran quickly all the way to the platform where Snape was.

She was just about to pull out her wand to stop Snape from casting a spell when she was surprised to find that Harry ran onto Aaron's broom.

"How could this be?" Hermione murmured softly. With her clever little head, she quickly figured out what happened. Looking at Aaron flying in the sky, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

"What are you doing here?" Snape looked at Hermione Granger who appeared behind him at some point, with a gloomy face that was about to drip.

"Ah!" Hermione was startled, and then regained consciousness in an instant, forcing herself to calm down, "I think I can see it more clearly here."

"Really? Is it necessary to draw your wand?

Miss Granger, I think you think Gryffindor has too many points and you want me to deduct more? "

"No?" Hermione put away her wand in a panic, and said falteringly, "Yes, yes..."

"I asked him to come." Professor Flitwick hastily smoothed things over, "Miss Granger has a few spells she can't figure out, and I asked her to come to me after the Quidditch match.

Maybe she just couldn't wait!You also know that Hermione has always been a little wizard hungry for knowledge. "

Hermione froze for a moment, then nodded repeatedly.

Snape took a deep look at Hermione, then turned his gaze to Flitwick, snorted softly, and turned his head away.

Professor Flitwick breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled Hermione beside him, as far away from Snape as possible.

"What do you want me to say about you?

A lot of Gryffindors don't like Professor Snape, but there aren't any Gryffindors who want to play tricks with a wand like you.

Hermione, you are still a first-year freshman, and you are still seven years away from graduation. Are you sure you want to offend a Potions teacher who will teach you seven years in the first year? "

"I..."

"Stop talking, kid, promise me that you won't do such impulsive things again, okay?"

Hermione was a little aggrieved, and wanted to tell Professor Flitwick about seeing Snape chanting a spell just now, but there was no evidence, so she could only nod helplessly.

"Alright, let's watch the game!

Aaron is better than I thought. This kind of excellence is not in talent, but in character.

Of course, his talent is also very good. ’ Flitwick laughed.

Hermione also came back to her senses and turned her attention to the arena.

Aaron flew around the field, thinking that the person who assassinated Harry just now should not dare to cast another spell under the noses of so many people, so he simply sent Harry back to his Nimbus 2000.

"The game continues, and I will not show mercy," Aaron said.

Harry also nodded, clutching the broom tightly with both hands, quickly adjusted his state, looking for the golden streamer in the court.

This time he was very focused, but it was still Aaron who spotted the Snitch first and chased after him.

Harry followed, and soon collided with Aaron.

In the process of chasing the golden snitch, the two kept hitting each other with their arms, trying to make each other flustered, but neither could do anything about it.

The Golden Snitch began to rush towards the lawn on the ground, and the two also began to dive down.

The speed of the Nimbus 2000 was a little faster, but Harry didn't dare to move forward at full speed even when his head hit the ground, so he always kept the same speed as Aaron.

Finally, when he could clearly see the grass on the ground, Harry didn't dare to dive any further, he lifted his broom abruptly, and came to a sudden stop.

But Aaron was still flying downwards. Just as he was about to hit the ground, he stretched out his right hand and quickly slid his fingers across the grass, leaving three shallow ravines on the lawn.

Then he raised his right hand, pulled out a little dirt, and caught the golden snitch flying above the lawn.

"Aaron Gaius caught the Snitch and he scored 150 points and it was over," Lee Jordan commented. "Gryffindor and Slytherin were ten to 170."

Professor Hooch blew her whistle and announced loudly, "Slytherin wins."

Slytherin's cheers instantly covered the entire stadium, and the professors in the stands also applauded for this wonderful game, but Professor McGonagall was a little more depressed than the others.

I thought that if Harry Potter, a talented Seeker, was brought out this time, Gryffindor would be able to feel proud and sweep away the previous decline, but I didn't expect that Slytherin also had Aaron Gaius. killer feature.

But she couldn't find anything wrong with it. Before, she could say that the opponent was invincible and often fouled, but this time she really couldn't comfort herself.