Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Slytherins goalie Blackie slammed the ball, he threw the ghost flying ball at Warrington, Warrington took the ball, bypassing Alia and Katie, he was getting closer and closer to Ron, and the next song was getting louder and louder, Weasley was our King.

A loud scream and that louder and louder song culminated in a live atmosphere.

“Weasley is our King, He always lets the ball in, Weasley is our King. ”

At this moment, everyone stopped, even Harry and Malfoy.

They couldn't help looking for the Golden Snitch and turned to Ron, where everyone looked.

At the other end of the field, that lonely figure was guarded in front of three goalie rings, and the brilliant Warrington was flying towards him.

“Warrington got the ghost flying ball, Warrington rushed towards the goal, and the swimming ball couldn't catch him, only the goalkeeper in front.” Jordan shouted out loudly, "No one cooperated, it won't succeed, but he seems to have thrown a single bet, it's their only chance, Slytherin can't even grab a wandering ball right now! ”

Slytherin's stands were singing louder and louder: Weasley's little fool, he couldn't block a single ball.

“It is now the first test of Gryffindor's new goalie Weasley, the legendary captain of Gryffindor's team, Charlie Weasley, and the brothers of hitters Fred and George Weasley, the team's back-to-back show, who has an excellent Quidditch tradition. Come on, Ron, stop him! ”

But a few seconds later, the cheer came from Slytherin's side.

Ron punched his arm open and the Ghost Flying Ball flew under his armpit, straight through the goalie loop in the middle of the man.

“Slytherin scored!” Lee's voice echoed in the laughter and whining of the audience on the stands, "Ten to zero, Slytherin leading, Ron responding well, but seemed unlucky. ”

Leitlin's people sang even louder: Weasley was born in a bin, and he always lets the ball in.

The song is now deafening and covers all the sounds on the field.

Gryffindor wanted a wave too, but they didn't have a single slogan and now the organization is running out of time!

“Weasley will make sure I win, Weasley is our King! ”

The song began to play out, and even Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw began to sing along.

I have to admit, this song is really magical, especially the saying that Weasley is our King.

The more brave the Slytherins got, the more they gave up their game and grabbed the Ghost Flying Ball with all their heart and mind.

Angelina screamed loudly throughout the field, allowing the players to defend themselves, but this led to a miscalculation and a rhythm carried by Slytherin.

Fred's wandering ball hit Warrington so hard that he swayed his body and didn't let go of the ghost flying ball in his hand.

As before, he headed straight for the Gryffindor goal, in the same position, agreeing to the same movement, even the surrender of the ball.

Ron collapsed there, seemingly frightened by the other side, hiding behind him for a moment.

The next second, Gryffindor's side moaned painfully, and Slytherins burst into screams and applause.

Slytherin scored 20 to zero.

Then Slytherin's captain Montague gets the ghost flying ball, followed by Pussy.

Thirty to zero! Forty to zero!

Their tactics are simple now, giving up control and maneuverability, and everyone gets stuck in front of their own goal, snatching the ball and everyone jumps forward.

Then fly to Ron, pitch, score!

“It's over!” Hermione said painfully that Ron seemed to have given up his resistance, or was completely disgusted.

Now, if Slytherins come with a ghost flying ball, they can easily break through the door and score.

Harry's motive for looking for a thief now has a frightening component, and he just looks forward to finding it soon and ending the race.

“Weasley was born in a bin, he always lets the ball in, Weasley will make sure we win, Weasley is our King! ”

Ha, taking advantage of the fastest speed, wandering around, he didn't dare to see Ron, he could only hear the thrills of the Slytherins below, he also saw Pansy, whose face looked like a lion dog's face, directing Slytherin's cheerleading.

And then, 50 to zero, 60 to zero!

Gryffindor has never been hung like this.

Harry suddenly felt that maybe Ginny was doing better than Ron.

He consoled himself constantly, only sixty points ahead, not too much, and there were opportunities.

He must hurry, and now it is up to him to end this painful race, or they will lose badly. Harry thought so, and then he finally saw the little, glittering golden thief hanging a few feet above the course at Slytherin's end.

He dived over, for a moment, Malfoy rushed out of Harry's left.

A silver-green photo fell on the broom, and the thief circled the foot of the ball door circle and flew towards the other side of the observation deck.

This shift was very beneficial to Malfoy, who was closer.

Harry rolled the crossbow, and he and Malfoy are now riding side by side.

A few feet from the ground, Harry let go of the broomstick with his right hand and broke into the thief.

On his right, Malfoy's arm also reached out and grabbed enough.

Both of them had the chance, and the moment the wind whistled, it was all over.

Harry's fingers grabbed the tiny, struggling golden ball, Malfoy's nails grabbed Harry's back in despair, and as Harry pulled the broom up, holding the struggling ball in his hand, the supporters of Gryffindor finally shouted well.

This is the first time they cheered for this contest, and luckily Harry was there, and they won the contest.

Harry's glad they're saved!

Although Ron has put so many balls in, as long as Gryffindor wins, no one will remember him...

Bang

A wandering ball was centered on Harry's rear waist, and he flew out of the broom, fortunately only five or six feet from the ground.

Krabs also grabbed his second running ball in the game, and he and Gore were completely suppressed and beaten by Fred and George, but it didn't matter because they scored, but Harry caught the thief and ended it all.

Gryffindor triumphed, and the Slytherins felt more subdued by the result, who clearly took full advantage.

“How could he do that? The game is over!” Hermione shouted angrily, waving his fist towards the clab.

“Fortunately, I missed the point, Madam Hooch has passed!” Ivan also said angrily.

Just as angry as they are with Gryffindor, Lee Jordan has begun to curse!

Harry fell from the sky, and he heard Mrs. Hooch's sharp whistle, a loud mess on the lookout, mixed with shouts of shuddering, laughter and anger, a shout, followed by Angelina's anxious voice.

“Are you all right? ”

“It's okay!” Harry gritted his teeth, grabbing her hand and letting her pull him up.

“It's that thug, Crabb! Angelina said angrily," When he saw you catch a thief, he hit you hard with a stray ball, but we won, Harry, we won! Thanks to you, otherwise I don't know what to do! ”