Hogwarts Blood Wizard

"I'm already working hard to find it!" Malfoy, who was wandering the field, replied angrily.

Right here, a golden light flickers not far in front...

It's the Snitch!

Malfoy was in ecstasy immediately, taking advantage of the short distance, rushed over in an instant.

On the side, Harry was only half a beat slower than Malfoy, and after a while he also noticed the Golden Snitch, driving the Firebolt under him desperately to overtake...

As the broom moved faster, Harry gradually narrowed the distance.

Malfoy in front of him also urgently felt the pressure brought by Harry, so in the process of capturing the Snitch, he kept shifting his position, blocking Harry's front and blocking his path.

Or blocking his vision to prevent him from seeing the exact location of the Snitch...

That's it... the two followed the Golden Snitch all the way to the sky, and gradually became out of touch with everyone.

At this time in the arena, everyone's energy was put on another battlefield for pitching and scoring.

After all, Ivan’s repeated goals have put Slytherin at a great disadvantage, and if this continues, they will lose no matter whether they can catch the Snitch!

So in desperation, the Slytherin players began to use various tactics of insulting violations, and even suicidal charges wanted to knock Ivan off the court.

However, the more eager the Slytherin players were, the more holes and flaws in the defense. Ivan could easily avoid their impact by riding a firebolt, or deliberately lure them into the wall.

The free throw opportunity obtained by the opponent's violation has once again improved Ivan's scoring speed a lot, and the score kept widening the gap...

"Hals scored again! With the last ten points left, Gryffindor will lead by one hundred and fifty points, completely cutting off Slytherin's chance of winning!"

The fierce battlefield made the commentator Jordan shout hoarse, but his spirit was extremely excited, because Gryffindor's victory was just around the corner!

After a pause, Jordan changed his voice and began to explain the battle in the sky. Harry and Malfoy, who had deviated from the center of the field, were undisturbed and were engaged in a one-on-one duel!

"We can see that Potter and Malfoy have found the Snitch. This is the only possibility for Slytherin to win. I mean if Malfoy can catch the Snitch before Hals throws the next ball. !"

"Of course, it seems to me that Malfoy won't have a chance. Potter must have caught the Snitch faster than him!" Jordan's commentary was obviously inclined, which attracted many Slytherin wizards in the stands. Quite dissatisfied and protested!

In the high altitude at this time, the competition for the Golden Snitch had reached a fierce level, and Harry took advantage of the broomstick to catch up with Malfoy.

However, the trajectory of the Golden Snitch is uncertain and extremely difficult to catch, so it has not succeeded so far.

"Potter, it's still too late to turn around. Maybe there will be dementors flying down here. Don't fall from the sky like you did last time." Malfoy stared at Harry ferociously and said sarcastically.

"I already know how to deal with those monsters, so you should worry about yourself!" Harry ignored Malfoy's mockery and retorted.

Ahead, the golden thief flapping its wings wandered aimlessly in the air, but the speed became slower and slower, and finally reached the point of stagnation, the two suddenly understood that the time to do it!

Both broomsticks rushed forward at the same time. Harry's broomstick was faster, and Malfoy was closer.

In the end, the two arrived almost at the same time, and neither of them gave way, and finally ran into each other directly. Then Harry and Malfoy both endured the pain and stretched out their hands to the Snitch ahead.

At the same time, Ivan also scored the last goal into the frame...

Many little wizards on the battlefield could not help standing up and looking at the sky, waiting for the results to appear.

After a few seconds, the two people in the air finally separated, and Harry quickly flew down and held his right hand high, a small golden ball held in his palm.

The whole audience boiled, and the little wizards of Gryffindor jumped up excitedly and shouted.

"Great, we won!"

"We won the cup! We won the cup!"

......

On the field, George and the others were also crazy. They rode broomsticks and high-five each other to vent their excitement.

After falling to the ground, Wood rushed to hug everyone, especially Ivan and Harry, tearfully.

"You are so good! I feel that these seven years are finally complete!" Wood looked around excitedly. He will graduate and leave Hogwarts next year. His only wish is to win another Quidditch trophy!

Everyone smiled happily, and then went to collect the trophy together.

"Sirius, did you see it? We won!" After receiving the Quidditch trophy, Harry held it high and looked at Sirius for the first time.

"Yeah! Awesome!" Sirius said with a smile. He looked at Harry and the others in a gold and red uniform, and he couldn't help but recall the days when he went to school with James and Lupin.

Compared with the excitement and joy here, the Slytherin players are all dejected. Marcus is scolding them angrily, and the scolding is very unpleasant.

"They fly so fast that we can't catch up. It's not fair!" Malfoy said very uncomfortably. He was a little bit short of the Golden Snitch at the time. If he had Firebolt to catch the Golden Snitch. It's him.

Other Slytherin players also complained about this, and even the happy Harry and others could hear it loudly.

Ron saw that the Slytherin players seemed to be a little unconvinced, so he spoke."Malfoy, when your team used light wheels in 2001 last year, we didn't let you change broomsticks!"

"Yes! We lost the last game because of the Dementors, but we didn't find Hufflepuffbee back!" Hermione also retorted.

The Slytherin players were speechless, and Malfoy glared at them, but said nothing.

"Haha... Leave them alone, let them be jealous! Let's celebrate ours!" George said with a grin.

Harry and the others nodded, ready to go back to the lounge to celebrate.

"Huh? Where's Ivan?" Hermione looked around, but couldn't find Ivan.

After her reminder, everyone realized that the hero who won this time was not here.

"I saw him just now! It seems to have gone over there..." Fred, the only one who knew, scratched his head and pointed in the direction of the corridor over there.