Chapter 152： Quidditch

At ten o'clock in the morning, the Quidditch court was full of voices.

Felix walked into the bustling stadium and stepped onto the high platform of the audience closest to him. Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers on the field, and a blurry shadow wearing a bright red robe shot the ghost flying ball into the goal.

Commentator Li Jordan said: "A beautiful goal! Gryffindor moved back to one game. The Slytherin team is currently leading the score, sixty to thirty. Their super broomstick has played a huge role."

"I have to praise Wood, if it weren't for him, Gryffindor's score would be even worse!"

Felix's gaze swept across the audience on the other high platforms, and soon he saw a platinum blonde middle-aged man, Lucius Malfoy, on the green-patterned Slytherin seat.

Beside him stood a fearful house elf.

Lucius’s gaze was firmly fixed on his son Draco Malfoy. At this moment, he and Harry were entangled with each other. With a better speed, he stopped in mid-air like a showy and turned around. : "Your reaction is a bit slow, Scarhead?"

Harry sighed, he verbally ignored Draco, his gaze kept patrolling, whether it was the Easter holiday or the last week, as long as there was some time, Wood would call them crazy.

"We are at the pinnacle of history!" Wood encouraged the players before the game.

Harry agrees with this. This is the closest they have been to a champion. He rose higher and higher, turning, turning, turning sharply down, circling up, turning around, taking a zigzag route. .

Draco followed him closely, but he had no time to provoke Harry.

The fierce chase lasted for two or three minutes, and in the end even Harry was a little dizzy and had to stop.

Soon, Slytherin scored another goal.

Harry couldn't help getting a little anxious. According to the three tactics that Wood had formulated before the game, the ideal situation was that he could catch the Golden Snitch as soon as possible without giving Slytherin a chance to expand the score. Sacrifice as zhuiyo.com Sacrifice as

Slytherin's strategy is the opposite, procrastinating. As long as the game lasts for two or three hours, when the physical strength drops to a low point, it is time for them to take advantage of the broomstick to dominate the battlefield.

This is why Draco has been harassing Harry.

On the high platform, Felix calmly read the game. Under the action of the acceleration of thinking and the super-sensing spell, his state is extremely sensitive. He can accept the changes brought by the wind and clouds on the court.

The original vague shadow became clear, and he could even see the flashing expressions on the players' faces.

Fourteen people on the field were included in his calculations, and Felix tried to predict their trajectory.

It's like a high-quality duel.

This made him feel the charm of Quidditch for the first time, although his reasons were different from others.

"Sure enough, one can't be too stubborn." Felix turned his mind.

When the score was fixed at 110:60, a vague golden shadow crossed Harry's eyes. At the same time, Felix's gaze was fixed on this small figure.

Harry made a look. He deliberately flew in the opposite direction. Draco unsurprisingly followed. When he was about to look back and laugh at Potter again, he found that Harry had disappeared from sight. .

"He's under the high platform!" a Slytherin player yelled at him.

Li Qiaodan also noticed this scene: "Look! Harry fooled Malfoy, he was chasing the Golden Snitch! We can't see it, Harry must be in the wooden frame!"

The court was quiet, everyone held their breath.

Even the players from both sides stopped in the air, waiting for the result.

Wood, who was guarding the goal, yelled angrily: "Don't stop, Angelina, Katie, keep attacking!"

However, just ten seconds later, before they could organize the next offensive, Harry rushed out with the Golden Snitch in his arms, circled the court and greeted the cheers of the audience.

"A wonderful scene! Harry caught the Snitch and the game was over! Gryffindor won and the final score was 110:210!"

Lucius Malfoy stood up and raised his head blankly. He kicked Dobby away and walked off the platform.

Waiting for a moment, Felix also stood up, surrounded by a distance. Lucius stopped at the edge of the court and waited for Draco to appear. The little wizards in twos and threes walked out of the court and discussed the game enthusiastically.

Felix put his wand on his body, and the blue robe faded a little bit until it blended with the environment.

He passed Lucius.

When Harry walked out of the court surrounded by Gryffindor, Lucius caught a glimpse of Lucius teaching Draco with his head down. Draco had a bitter face and did not speak.

This makes him feel more happy, although there are still a few games, but he believes that Gryffindor will eventually win the Quidditch Cup.

Walking some distance away, Harry suddenly found the house elf next to Lucius.

His eyes widened instantly, "It's Dobby!"

Is he the house elf of the Malfoys? !

Harry stared at Dobby in disbelief Dobby also noticed his gaze, staring at the tennis ball, and he waved his hand at Harry.

But Lucius had finished reprimanding his son and left in strides, and the elf followed him, and before finally disappearing, he showed a pitiful expression at Harry.

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In the evening, the auditorium.

"What are you talking about! Dobby belongs to Malfoy?" Ron looked at Harry with a look of surprise, his chicken legs hanging in the air.

"Shhh! Be quiet," Harry looked around and saw that no one was paying attention. He whispered to Ron and Hermione, "I saw it with my own eyes, right when I got out of the court."

Hermione spoke cautiously: "Harry, what do you think? Is this a conspiracy of Malfoy, or is it an act of Dobby alone?"

Harry couldn't be sure. He could feel Dobby's respect for him, but he couldn't ignore the long-standing tradition of house elves.

After coming out of the auditorium, they walked in the garden, discussing vigorously.

"I think Dobby can be trusted, Harry." Hermione analyzed: "The danger he refers to is the secret room, which we discussed. If everything is Malfoy's conspiracy, he doesn't need to superfluous."

Harry also tends to say this, Ron's view is more neutral: "Although what you said makes sense, I have never heard of house elves disobeying the owner's orders." Mi He Mi

In the magic text tutorial that night, Hermione asked a question: "Will the house elves violate the master's orders?"

Professor Haipu’s answer was very meaningful, "Generally speaking, no. But the bond can't restrain free will."

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