Became good friends with the Boy Who Lived

It was breakfast time. Today was Harry's first Quidditch match. Aries was enjoying a hearty breakfast comfortably, but Harry looked a little sad.

Ron consoled him, "You need to eat something, buddy, or you won't be able to hold on when you get on the field. Quidditch is very physically demanding."

"But I can't eat anything now!" said Harry, his tone worried. He secretly glanced at the Slytherin table, where Draco was eating happily while talking excitedly.

Ron immediately understood what he meant, and he also said worriedly, "Fred and George secretly watched the Slytherin team's training. They said that it might be better to just admit defeat. Captain Wood was so angry that he almost kicked them both out of the team. At least Wood is still full of fighting spirit."

Hermione was also very worried, but she didn't know much about Quidditch. At least she would choose books over Quidditch. Aris groaned and said, "Harry, I don't mean to discourage you, but your opponent today is Slytherin. Their brooms are much better than yours. It's not easy to score from them, so you are the only hope for the Gryffindor team."

Seeing Harry's puzzled look, Aeris continued, "Your flying talent is better than Draco's. This is the only advantage of the Gryffindor team. Therefore, you must go all out and do your best to catch the Golden Snitch as soon as the game starts. Only in this way can the game end, Gryffindor win, and Slytherin's momentum be hit, and the self-confidence of the Gryffindor team members be increased."

"But I..." Harry said hesitantly, "I don't have much confidence..."

Aris interrupted Harry: "When you pick up your broom, you will be full of confidence, because I believe you are the best flyer in Hogwarts, and you must believe this yourself."

Aeris took out his wand, and after obtaining Harry's consent, he cast several spells on Harry to help him concentrate, and added mental hints such as "Catch the Golden Snitch as soon as possible" into the magic. Finally, Aeris said, "You just think too much, Harry. Now you only need to think about one thing: rush in the direction of the Golden Snitch!"

Harry's eyes became firm, and Hermione said worriedly: "I don't know if this is right or not..."

"Did we cheat on our brooms? Did we commit fouls on the field? Did we use potions illegally? I was just calming Harry's restlessness," said Aris nonchalantly.

Hermione opened her mouth, but in the end said nothing.

The game was about to begin. Almost all the teachers and students in the school came to watch the first Quidditch game of this school year. The audience seats were packed with people. Aris, Hermione, Ron and Hagrid were in the same place.

The two teams came to the center of the court from two places. The referee was Madam Hooch. Madam Hooch used a loudspeaker spell to spread her voice throughout the court: "I hope to see a fair, just, and sportsmanlike game. Game~begin!"

As Madam Hooch blew the whistle, all the players soared into the sky. As for the course of the game, it could only be described as horrific. It was a one-sided crushing of Gryffindor by Slytherin. Draco kept flying around Harry, seemingly mocking him with words.

The cheers from Slytherin House were getting louder and louder, while the students from Gryffindor House looked like eggplants hit by frost.

Suddenly, Harry, who was concentrating on finding the Golden Snitch, began to sway violently. The broom he was riding seemed to be out of his control, bumping left and right, jumping up and down. Archer could see that Harry was barely able to stay in the sky.

"What happened?" Ron asked anxiously.

"Someone cast a curse on Harry's broom." Edwards said, "I know how to break the curse. I'll help Harry. You two just need to find the person who cast the curse and divert his attention." Edwards stared at Harry and his broom and began to mutter to himself.

Harry's broom immediately became more stable, and as Aris focused more, Harry was able to control his broom.

Hermione was searching through the telescope while anxiously muttering to herself: "Who... where is he..."

Soon, Aries entered a state of ecstasy. He didn't know what happened next until Hermione gently patted his shoulder. Then Aries came back to his senses and stopped chanting the spell.

At this time, Harry and Draco dived towards the ground at the same time, until they were very close to the ground, Draco seemed to be afraid of breaking his neck, so he controlled his broom to slow down and fly upwards, while Harry controlled the broom to fly close to the ground when it was about to hit the ground. He suddenly lunged forward and rolled several times on the grass before finally stopping.

Harry stood up with difficulty, retching repeatedly, and finally spat out a small golden ball from his mouth. Harry raised the small golden ball above his head, and the Golden Snitch's wings flapped weakly.

Madam Hooch landed next to Harry, looked at the Golden Snitch in Harry's hand, and then announced: "Gryffindor wins!" The whole stadium was silent for a moment, and then thunderous cheers broke out from Gryffindor House, and then the entire audience was boiling, Ron jumped up and down excitedly, and Hermione screamed with joy.

Marcus Flint, the captain of the Slytherin team, fell to the ground. He threw his broom aside and yelled, "It doesn't count... it doesn't count... He didn't catch the Golden Snitch, he almost swallowed the Golden Snitch into his stomach..." But ~ who would care about his incompetent rage?