[Comprehensive] BOSS, please brush points

So in the end she still didn't know if she needed some kind of inheritance to gain power quickly in the next world, but she still decided to buy the bloodline before going to the next world.

However, seeing Hermione returned to Harry and Ron, and the three of them were noisy like before, my heart was so healed.

Is she very weak, hey, she kind of misses Sephiroth coming to her room to sleep with her every night, although the two of them do nothing, just one is sleeping and the other is reading.

Recently, even Kukapulo doesn't know where to go hunting.

Except that the System Lord would occasionally tell her that she didn't know who killed a Death Eater, anyway, as time passed, she also began to get excited about the final Quidditch final.

A few days before the game, Harry claimed to have seen Sirius Black appear in the school garden, which made the already tense atmosphere tense again.

Harry couldn't even sleep well recently, and Fu Xiaoya knew that this was already his limit.

But the game came anyway, and the Gryffindor players were greeted with warm applause as they entered the hall.The team barely touched breakfast, and every single one of them was terribly excited, including Harry.

"I wish you luck, Harry!" Zhang Qiu suddenly called out to Harry who was about to leave for the stadium from his seat.

Harry blushed instantly.

Fu Xiaoya pushed and pushed Hermione, and Hermione also saw it. The previous eye contact between the two girls made Ron confused.

Mu Tou paced the players on the court, and then watched them.At last they saw the front gates of the castle opened, and a great crowd poured out onto the meadow.

"Go into the lounge and change clothes." Mu Tou ordered.

None spoke as they changed into their crimson robes.Harry wondered if they felt the same way he did: as if everything he'd had for breakfast was moving in his stomach.

They walked out of the field in a tsunami of calls.

Three-quarters of the crowd wore crimson rosettes, waved the crimson banner of the Gryffindor lion above their heads, or chanted like "Attack Gryffindor!" It was "The Lion Takes the Cup" or something, but behind the Slytherin hoop the other 200 people were dressed in green; their Slytherin banners were shining brightly in the sun, and Professor Snape was at the front In the platoon, wearing the same green clothes as everyone else, and giving out a very grim smile.

"That's Gryffindor over there!" shouted Jordan, who was acting as broadcaster as usual. "Potter, Bell, Jason, Spinette, Wesley, Wesley and Mutou. We have to admit, this is a golden combination that we rarely see at Hogwarts."

Lee Jordan's commentary was drowned out by a wave of "poof" from Slytherin.

"Over there came the Slytherin team, led by Captain Flint. He changed the lineup a bit and seemed to make it easier for them."

More Slytherin poofs.Harry, however, kind of agrees with Lee Jordan.Malfoy was the shortest guy on the Slytherin team, while everyone else was tall.

"Both captains, shake hands!" Ms. Hu Qi said blankly.

Erica and Muto approach each other and grab each other's hand very hard; it looks like they want to crush each other's fingers.

"Get on your broom!" said Ms. Hooch. "Three, two, one!"

Her whistle was drowned out by the roar of the crowd as fourteen broomsticks rose into the air.Harry felt the hair fly back near his forehead, he had never been more excited about flying, and looking around, he saw Malfoy behind his tail, stopping to speed in search of the Snitch.

"Now it's Gryffindor attacking, hovering over Gryffindor's Erica Spinette, heading straight for the Slytherin hoop, looks good, Erica! Oh no, Fucked by Wellington, Wellington of Slytherin throws it into the field! A big blow! George Wesley hit a nice bog, Wellington fell off the Float, it was taken... Jason, the Gryffindors follow behind, shoot, Angelina... nice shot next to Montague... Watch out, Angelina, that's a Borg! She made it! Bang come Fendo leads ten to zero!"

Angelina's fists slammed into the air and flew around the perimeter of the court; the crimson crowd below screamed with joy.

"Ouch!"

Flint charged forward, almost knocking Angelina off the broom.

"Sorry!" Flint said to the booing crowd below. "Sorry, I didn't see her!"

The next moment, Fred swung his bat from behind and hit Flint on the back of the head. Flint's nose hit the handle of his broom forward and began to bleed.

"Can't do this!" Ms Hooch screamed, before bursting into the midst of them. "Gryffindor made a free throw because the opponent maliciously attacked their tracker! Slytherin also made a free throw because the opponent intentionally hurt their tracker!"

"Go in, miss!" Fred barks, Ms. Hooch blows her whistle, and Erica flies forward for the free throw.

"Go in, Erica!" Li Qiaodan broke the silence of the crowd and shouted: "It's great! Although she was hit by the opponent! Twenty to zero, Gryffindor leads!"

Harry turned the Flame Arrow sharply to watch Flint, whose bleeding had stopped and was flying forward for the Slytherin penalty.Muto circled in front of the Gryffindor basket, his jaw clenched.

"Of course Mutou is a super watcher!" As Flint waited for Ms Hooch's whistle, Jordan Lee told the crowd: "Superior! Really hard! Awesome! I can't believe it! He actually made it !"

Relieved, Harry left quickly, searching the area for the Snitch, but still sure he saw every word of Lee Jordan's broadcast.The point was that he kept Malfoy out of the Snitch until Gryffindor was ahead by fifty points or more.

"Gryffindor has the ball, no, it's Slytherin now. No! Now Fendor has it back, it's Kate Bell, and now it's Gryffindor's Kate Tai Ling, she flew over the field alone...it's safe to do!"

Montague, a Slytherin stalker, stood in front of Katy and grabbed her head instead of the speedboat.Kate spun in mid-air, barely stopping her broom, but was about to float down.

Ms. Hooch whistled again and rushed forward to curse at Montague. A minute later, Kaitai once again evaded the Slytherin goalkeeper and scored another penalty.

"Thirty to zero! By the way, you dirty bastard, you liar..."

"Jordan, don't comment if you can't be unbiased..."

"I'm just saying what it's like, Professor!"

Harry felt a great shock.He had seen the Snitch glowing behind a Gryffindor post once, but he hadn't been able to catch it...and if Malfoy saw it...

Pretending to have a sudden focus, Harry yanked his Flame Arrow and sped off behind the Slytherin...it was a pretense.Malfoy followed him, thinking Harry saw the Snitch there...

The wind hissed.

A tall Slytherin slugger, Dillick, blew a blow and sliced ​​through Harry's right ear.

Then there was a hiss again.

Another hitter, Ball, was hitting a second bog, but was pushed away by Harry's elbow.

Taking a quick glance, Harry saw Pole and Dillick suddenly expand in size, their bats raised...

At the last minute he spun the Flame Arrow up again, and Pol and Dilic collided like idiots. "Hahahaha!" When Lee Jordan yelled, the two Slytherin strikers suddenly grabbed each other's head and separated from each other.

Now the game was the dirtiest game Harry had ever played.The trigger was when Gryffindor was already ahead of Slytherin, and was charging forward with a quick float, and Pol hit Erica with his bat and argued that he took her for a Borg.George Wesley retaliated by elbowing Ball in the face.Ms Hooch awarded free throws to both teams, and Mutou staged another long-range save to make it a [-]-[-] Gryffindor lead.

The Golden Snitch disappeared again.

Malfoy remained close to Harry, dancing all over the field with Harry.He was watching carefully all around, ready to hurt Harry in his way once Gryffindor had a fifty-point lead.

Kay Tai pitched in.

Fifty to ten.

Fred and George Weasley flew close to her quickly, raising their bats to prevent the Slytherins from taking revenge.

"You can't attack the keeper unless the quickie is in the end zone!" she screamed at Pole and Dillick as the Slytherins viciously attacked the Gryffindor keeper. "Gryffindor free throw!"

Then Angelina dropped in.

Sixty to ten.

The next moment, Fred threw a bogue at Wellington, knocking the quick float off his hand.Erica grabs it and throws it to the Slytherin hoop.

Seventy to ten.

The Gryffindor crowd was screaming, their voices were hoarse, Gryffindor was leading by six points, and if Harry caught the Snitch now, the Champions League would be theirs.Harry seemed to feel hundreds of eyes on him as he flew over the pitch, flying higher than the rest of the competition, with Malfoy accelerating behind him.

Then he saw it.The Snitch was shining twenty feet above him.

Harry was rising at great speed; the wind howled in his ears; his hand was stretched out, but suddenly Flame Arrow slowed down.

He looked around in horror.Malfoy's hand was holding Flame Arrow's tail, and he was pulling it behind.

"you!"

Harry was furious at Malfoy for holding him back, but couldn't move forward.Malfoy grabbed the Flame Arrow and gasped, but his eyes were gleaming maliciously.He had accomplished his purpose, and the Snitch disappeared again.

"Free throws! Gryffindor free throws! I've never seen that play before," screamed Ms. Hooch, glaring at Malfoy, who slid backwards on his Nimbus [-]. .

"Get this cheating scum out!" Lee Jordan yelled into the microphone, and Professor McGonagall danced with him: "You dirty bastard, you liar..."

Professor McGonagall was so angry that she didn't even stop Jordan, she wagged her finger in Malfoy's direction, her hat fell off, and she was yelling furiously.

Ron even took Fu Xiaoya's hand and asked her to cast magic to help Harry get revenge.

Erica took the free throw for Gryffindor, but she was so angry that she missed it by several feet.The Gryffindor team missed the opportunity to widen the gap with Slytherin, Malfoy smiled sinisterly at Harry, and the mutual hostility increased a lot.

"The ball was in Slytherin's hands, and Slytherin shot... Montagu made it." Lee moaned, "Seventy to twenty, Gryffindor still leads."

Harry was staring at Malfoy again now, and their knees kept bumping into each other.Harry couldn't let Malfoy get close to the Snitch anyway.

"Get away, Potter!" Malfoy yelled when he found Harry blocking him when he tried to turn around. "Angelina Jensen got a quickie for Gryffindor, come on, Angelina, come on!"

Harry looked on.Every Slytherin player except Malfoy flew in Angelina's direction, including the Slytherin Keeper, and they all blocked her together.

Harry spun the Flame Arrow nearby, bent low almost flat on the handle, and accelerated rapidly, shooting towards Slytherin like a bullet.

"Ahhhhhhh~~~!"

They all dispersed as the Flame Arrows suddenly expanded towards them; the airspace in front of Angelina was cleared.

"She made it! She made it! Gryffindor leads eighty to twenty!

Harry almost put his head in the hoop, he slid sideways in mid-air to a stop, then turned and retreated quickly to the middle of the court.

Then he saw something that made his heart beat violently.Malfoy was swooping down, triumphant confidence on his face!There, a few feet above the grass, was a small golden ray.

Harry urged his Flame Arrow down as fast as he could, but Malfoy was well ahead of him.

"Quick! Quick! Quick!" Harry urged on his broom.He had caught up to Malfoy.At this point Pol threw a blow at him, and Harry turned his own broom in the direction of Malfoy, who was already at his level.

Harry jumped on it, letting go of his broom with both hands.Malfoy's arm knocked on him beside him.

"Great!"

He stops the dive, throws his hands high, and the court roars with cheers.Harry was flying above the crowd, and his ears heard an unbelievably loud bang.A tiny golden ball was tightly clenched in his fist, flapping its wings resignedly across his fingers.

Then Mu Tou sped up to him, and he couldn't see clearly because of the tears all over the frame; he grabbed Bingli's neck and buried himself in his shoulder sobbing uncontrollably.Harry felt Fred and George slapping them both; and then the voices of Angelina, Erica and Katy said, "We won! We won the Champions Cup!" A lot of entanglement of arms Embracing together, the Gryffindors yelled hoarsely and dropped back to the ground.Wave after wave of crimson-clad supporters made their way over the barriers to the pitch.Palms rained down on their backs.Harry had an urgent noise and a confused impression of the body on him.Then he and other team members were carried on top of the crowd.In a flash of light, he saw Hagrid, wearing a burgundy rosette.

"Lee's playing well, Harry, Lee's playing so well! I'll tell Buckbeak when I get back!" And Percy, bouncing up and down like a madman, had forgotten all his dignity up.Professor McGonagall was crying even harder than Muto, wiping her eyes with a huge Gryffindor flag; and there, directly in front of Harry, were Ron, Hermione, and Jay.Needless to say anything.They just had to laugh and Dumbledore was standing there waiting with the huge Quidditch Champions Cup as Harry stepped forward on the podium.

When Muto handed Harry the Champions Cup, he held it high, and Harry felt that if there was a dementor here now, he could already produce the best Patronus in the world.