Draco and Lin An squeezed in through the door of the dressing room.
Marcus Flint, a sixth-year student and captain of the Slytherin team, is poking his huge body in place, confidently encouraging the players.
God! He was so burly, but Lin An just looked away without saying anything - well, he is ugly and burly.
Draco looked at them with envy and made up his mind: "I will definitely join them in my second year."
Lin An wholeheartedly agreed: "No one will reject you."
"And if you join the team, maybe the girls in the school will secretly organize a support team like [Draco Malfoy] or [The Little Prince of Quidditch]!"
Draco didn't understand what the support team meant, but he was very aware of the teasing in Lin An's mouth, and a touch of pink appeared on his cheeks at this moment.
Then he turned his head stubbornly, looking at the players with longing eyes, and then he pulled Lin An and hurried to the stadium.
As soon as they sat down, they saw Ms. Huo Qi already standing in the middle of the two teams:
"Everyone, please ride on your broomsticks!"
She blew the silver whistle hard, and fifteen broomsticks flew into the air, rising high into the sky.
The game has begun.
Today's commentator is Gryffindor's Lee Jordan, who is a friend of the Weasley twins. He is shouting at the top of his voice: "The Quaffle was immediately snatched by Gryffindor's Angelina Johnson."
Here we are—what a splendid wooer that girl is—and so charming—"
"Jordan!"
"Sorry Professor!"
Let’s not say that the commentator is incompetent, but this unique personal style is really interesting.
Lin An looked at it with a smile.
She didn't understand the game, she just saw the players flying around in the sky, and they were accidentally carried away by the broomstick and disappeared.
Many students on the Slytherin side have already taken out their monocular telescopes—perhaps some magic telescopes. Including Draco.
He even thoughtfully prepared another: "Do you need one?"
Lin An took the telescope over and looked at the sky casually, lamenting in his heart again - when will magic be integrated into technology?
Muggle football matches are now broadcast!
Lee Jordan was still explaining quickly:
"The Quaffle was stolen by a Slytherin team - it was Adrian Pussy who was racing towards the goal post, but he was knocked over by another Bludger - the Bludger was taken by Fred or George.
Weasley moved aside, the two twins were indistinguishable - the Gryffindor beater - "
Gryffindor's cheers echoed in the cold air, but Slytherin's side was filled with anger and angry curses.
At this moment, Draco beside him suddenly held the telescope and shouted: "The Golden Snitch!"
Lin An subconsciously raised his head and saw Harry holding the broom and diving down, chasing the golden stream of light.
Slytherin's seeker, Terence Seggs, was Marx or something like that (Lin An can't remember clearly). In short, he also saw it, and the two of them flew side by side towards the snitch.
However, Harry's speed was obviously faster than Seagers. Even if Lin An was not keen on Quidditch, he was still infected by the intense atmosphere at this moment and subconsciously held his breath.
To be honest, at this moment, she didn't know whether to pray for which side would get the ball first.
At this moment, Marcus Flint suddenly rushed from the middle and directly knocked Harry's broomstick away from the direction!
"foul!"
Gryffindor shouted loudly.
Ms. Hooch angrily blamed Flint...
Draco suddenly took off the telescope and clenched his fists at this moment. The crimson caused by anger on his white cheeks was particularly obvious:
"Damn it, what is he doing? Slytherin's glory will be lost by him!"
The game is basically based on the original work, including Li Jordan.
