"What kind of Slytherin's method is too dirty, right?" Although he is a hooligan, but a passionate young man, Porunarev couldn't stand it.

"But this is the rule. If you don't accept it, don't play it." Snape shook his head and retorted, "Quidditch is not a boring football from Muggles. Its intensity is definitely no less than combat."

"Oh, is that?" Bobo curled his lips. He felt that he would say less at home to avoid embarrassing Harry and Ronan.

But he still asked Ronan: "Who is this greasy old bat?"

"Dean of Slytherin, Professor Snape." Ronan replied.

"Oh! So that's it." Porunarev looked at Snape proudly, making Snape feel confused and didn't understand where his sense of superiority came from.

The scenes on the entire court were chaotic, the battle took place almost everywhere on the court, and floated throughout the court with the broom flying quickly.

Everyone watching the game was overwhelmed and soon left with the commentary broadcast.

But there were two people at the center of the chaotic battlefield, and they stared at the entire arena without moving.

"What are they doing?" Shadalak looked at Harry for a while, feeling a little bored. "From the beginning to the end, our Harry has not moved."

Ronan also shrugged and said: "There is no way. They are the players who are responsible for finding the most important Golden Snitch on the field. That little thing is crucial in the ball game. If anyone can grab it, their team will get 150 extra points and stop the game."

Shadalak nodded and said boredly: "Even if this is the case, there is really no viewing effect after so long searching and waiting..."

That's right, Ronan actually thinks so. The addition of the ball player and the Golden Flying Snitch seems to be extremely important to the entire game, but it's actually quite boring to think about it carefully.

Because the competition for the Golden Snitch is too boring, and it will compete with the rest of the field to compete for the audience's attention. To be honest, if Quidditch is a specially designed competitive game, then this rule is quite a failure, but since Quidditch is a traditional game for the wizard, it can only be said that I, Daejeon, have my own national conditions here.

Dumbledore explained: "Well... what you said makes sense, but this is how we passed on it. Maybe we wizards naturally prefer complex and beautiful things..."

"Look, it seems like something is happening there!"

Everyone looked at it intently. Sure enough, Harry's broom was swaying like a crazy wild horse. Harry on it also swung with it, and there were signs of unstable riding.

"What happened?" As the sports commentator focused on Harry, who suddenly had a sudden appearance, everyone looked anxious and confused.

"Is there something wrong with his broom? I saw that the latest model of the 2,000-strong barre wheel seems to be the latest this year!"

"No? Will there be enchantment mistakes on their latest flagship products?"

"No..."

Everyone was confused.

Only Ronan, Harry and Dumbledore, who were familiar with the plot in advance, knew clearly that the troublemaker was Quirrell, who was sitting at the end of their row.

This Erwuzi wants to do something about the Savior here, preferably so that he can seriously injure or even die. In this way, the Savior can involve most of the energy of Professor Hogwarts, and then he can complete the task of stealing the magic stone for the Dark King more smoothly.

Originally, this task should be foolproof, because a professor personally went to fight a first-grade wizard without martial ethics. That would be a flash kill?

But this Erwuzi didn't expect that Snape was sitting beside him, who was also a damn Erwuzi. After learning about his actions in advance, he was also chanting the anti-curse without morality.

Ronan: “…”

Damn, I wanted to raise this stupid pig to have fun, but now it's so troublesome, why would you better kill him now?

Dumbledore rolled his eyes and attacked him quietly in advance, "falling down."

biubiu!

"Uh..." This guy, Quirrell, could not even struggle and fell asleep.

Another setting of the wizard in the Harry Potter world is that humans have almost no resistance to magic. Even the strongest wizards are at the level of ordinary people. There is no such thing as magic resistance to magic as they improve their attainments.

Demon resistance is only related to bloodlines, so some powerful magical creatures can be immune to most curses, while human wizards can only chant countercurses in a bitter way, or use defensive curses or use attack curses to bombard them.

This is also why people sometimes call wizards welders, because they really emit lightning-like magic sparks on their hands, which really look like electric welding.

That's why Professor Quirrell was so easily taken away by falling out of place.

Then the original order was restored on the Quidditch court, and Harry also regrouped. This time he was a blessing in disguise and accidentally saw the traces of the Golden Flying Thieves.

The Slytherin's goalkeeper who had been staring at Harry closely also found the traces of the Golden Flying Snitch following Harry's uncovered gaze.

"Ah, it turns out you have found it..." The little snake smiled contemptuously and said, "Thank you, but this phone will belong to me first!"

After saying that, he rode a magic broom and headed straight for the Golden Flying Snitch.

"Look, Slytherin's goalkeeper! He has discovered the Golden Snitch, he is chasing the Golden Snitch, he is closer!

And where are the Gryffindor players? We didn't find the Gryffindor players, ah~ I found him, Harry Potter is still above the center of the court, he is just staring at the Golden Flying Thieves. It's so strange. Does he want to catch the Golden Flying Thieves with his eyes?"

There was a burst of cheering sounds during Slytherin's table, and the seats in the other three courtyards were silent.

"What the hell does he want to do?"

Ronan smiled softly: "I understand, Harry wants to fight to make a decision. Have you forgotten what Harry's most important new achievement has been?"

Dumbledore nodded with a smile.

The other professors suddenly realized, "But would it be too dangerous, after all, the court is just a little bit."

"That depends on his performance..."

After saying that, Harry's calculations were already completed.

"The flying speed of the Golden Flying Snitch is about...my fastest speed is about...my slowing ability is...so the advance amount should be so large...three, two, one, rush!"

"The Storm will be my ally!" As the spell formed by Vera fell, the strong wind rushed out with Harry and his magic broom at an almost unbelievable speed.

The people who followed Harry on the field felt that he had blinked once, and Harry had already arrived at the wing of the Golden Snitch from the high altitude in the middle of the field. The next moment, he had already approached the Golden Snitch from behind before the Slytherin's finder.

At this moment, they even felt that in the past, the fast and flexible Golden Flying Thieves were so bulky.

Then they saw Harry grab the Golden Snitch and turn around and slow down. They even saw the frozen funny smile on the face of the Slytherin's golfer.

"No, he is too fast, call the school doctor!"

Bang! Harry's comet touched the ground, and countless broken grass and mud were splashed on the lawn below, and a black trench was painted on the green drawing board.

"Is he okay?"

The teachers quickly came to the last crater and looked inside. They saw Harry holding his right hand high and spreading it open. A golden thief slowly spread his wings.

"Gryffindor won!"

Mrs. Huo Qi checked Harry's body while announcing the results of the game.

"Harry, you move now to see if some places hurt or don't feel it..."

Harry smirked and said, "Mrs. Huoqi, I feel that it hurts everywhere..."

"I'll do it..." Ronan took over Mrs. Huo Qi's work, then used alchemy to explore his body, and diagnosed it: "Nothing big is happening, it's just soft tissue contusion, and there are some mild concussions. It seems that you are still a little confused."

When Harry heard Ronan's praise, he stopped talking this time, leaving only a foolish smile.

"Forget it, you did a good job this time, this is the reward." Ronan used alchemy to repair Harry's body, and also helped him repair his clothes, glasses and magic broom.

The first official Quidditch match in Harry's life ended like this, and everyone was happy that the wizard responsible for restoring the lawn might complain that the number of tasks was increased, but the left and right swung the wand a few more times.

Then everyone returned to Hogwarts.

Harry, very excited, volunteered: "Let me be a tour guide today. I am familiar with Hogwarts. By the way, how did I perform today?"

Er Qiao gave a thumbs up: "It's really amazing, Harry, it's almost as fast as the plane's flight."

The wizards on the side: "Airplane? What is an airplane?"

The others also praised Harry for his bravery and decisiveness. Then, Ronan and Harry led a group of visitors from another world to visit the entire Hogwarts step by step, and there were also many idle wizards around him who had nothing to do. Today is Saturday, and the first-year students don’t have much homework, so they are usually very idle.

It is not only the students who are interested in these guests. In fact, even the ghosts in Hogwarts have heard about the tourists and come to visit them.

"Ah, it's a tourist! Hogwarts doesn't often have such people!" Nick, who almost lost his head, wanted to scare everyone, so he rushed straight towards Jotaro and the others.

Bang, although no one really heard the sound, judging from the scenes I saw, Nick really bumped into it.

"Ah--it hurts! Why are you solid?" Nick complained, and then reacted: "Wait, I'm a ghost and can't wear you. Who are you?"

Jotaro: "...ah, is there a substitute messenger in this world? The canteen is hot sauce!"

A blue-skinned muscle man rushed out of Jotaro's body, grabbed Nick's collar, and then stopped his fist on Nick's face.

"Wow! What's going on with this person? Why do people jump out of his body?" The little wizards' eyes shone.

The substitute messengers present: "Why can you see it?"
Chapter completed!