Harry stopped, his heart pounding.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked.

Harry fingered. Ron took out his wand and muttered, "Fluorescent flicker!"

A ray of light fell on the grass, hit the roots of a tree, illuminated the branches: crouching among the budding leaves was Crook Hill.

"Get out of here!" roared Ron, bending over to grab a stone on the grass, but before he could make a move, Crookshank's long ginger tail vanished in a flash.

"See?" said Ron in a fit of rage, putting the stone down again. "She's still letting it wander around, and now it's likely to eat two more birds to help swallow Spotted......"

Harry didn't say anything. He took a deep breath and felt a sense of relief: for a moment he had thought it was ominous eyes. They walked again towards the castle. Harry was a little embarrassed by the panic, but he didn't say anything to Ron, and he didn't look around until they reached the brightly lit castle.

The next morning, Harry went downstairs for breakfast with the rest of his dorm room, and everyone seemed to think that Firebolt deserved some kind of honor. As Harry walked into the hall, everyone looked over at the firebolts, and many whispered excitedly. Harry was extremely pleased to see that the Slytherins looked as if they had been struck by lightning.

"See his face?" said Ron, looking back at Malfoy. "He couldn't believe it, it was amazing......"

Wood also rejoiced in the glory reflected in the firebolts.

"Put it here, Harry. He said, placing the broom in the center of the table, and being careful to keep its sign facing outward. Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students soon gathered around to take a look.

Cedric Diggory came over to congratulate Harry on getting such a good broom instead of the light wheel, and Percy's girlfriend at Ravenclaw House, Penelope, asked if she could actually take a firebow arrow.

"Alright, alright, Penelope, don't spoil it!" Percy said happily as she carefully examined the firebolt. "I made a bet with Penelope," he told the team, "and look at the results, ten Galleons!"

Penelope put the firebolt down and thanked Harry for returning to her desk.

"Harry, you have to win," Percy whispered nervously, "I don't have ten Galleons. Hey, I'll come, Penelope!" he hurried over to drink with her.

"You're sure you can handle that broomstick, Potter?" said a cold, long-druffled voice.

Draco Malfoy walked over to take a closer look, Crabbe and Goyle were right behind him.

"yes, probably. Harry said casually.

"There are many features, this broom ......," Draco said, his eyes shining with ill intentions. "It's a pity it doesn't have a parachute with it, just in case you get too close to the Dementors. ”

Crabbe and Goyle snickered.

"It's a pity you can't have another arm, Malfoy," said Harry, "or it could catch the golden snitch for you." ”

The Gryffindors burst out laughing.

Malfoy's pale eyes narrowed, and after a glance around the stands near Gryffindor, he slowly walked away. They watched as he walked back to the rest of the Slytherin team, who put their heads together, surely asking if Dracoharry's broomstick was a firebolt.

At 10:30, the Gryffindor team set off for the locker room.

The weather was so different from when they played Hufflepuff.

It was a cool, sunny day with little wind, and there shouldn't be any visibility issues this time, and Harry, despite his nervousness, was starting to feel the excitement that only a Quidditch match could bring.

They could hear the sound of other people in the school coming to the stands around the stadium one after another.

Harry took off his black school robes, pulled his wand out of his pocket, and slipped it into the shirt he was going to wear underneath his Quidditch robes. I hope I don't need this wand.

It occurred to him that Professor Lupin was not in the crowd and whether he was watching the game.

"You know what we have to do," Wood said, as they were about to leave the dressing room, "and if we lose this game, we have no hope of winning." Just, as long as it was like yesterday's practice, that's it!" they walked onto the pitch and were greeted with thunderous applause.

The Ravenclaw team wore blue jerseys and was already standing in the middle of the field.

Their Seeker, Akihari, is the only girl on their team.

She was about a head shorter than Harry, and Harry, despite his nervousness, couldn't help but notice that she was extremely cute.

As the two teams stood face to face behind their respective captains, she smiled at Harry, and Harry's heart was beating for a while, and he thought it had nothing to do with nerves.

"Wood, Davis, shake hands. Mrs. Hodge said briskly, and Wood shook hands with the captain of Ravenclaw.

"Get on the broom and listen to my whistle, three, two, one!"

Harry was in the air, his bolts rising sharply, faster and higher than all the other broomsticks, and he flew high above the stands and began to squint at where the Golden Snitch was, all the while listening to the commentary, which was Lee Jordan, a friend of the Weasley twins.

"Here they went, and the exciting part of this tournament was the fire bolt that Harry of Team Gryffindor was riding. According to the book, the Firebolt will be the first choice of the national team participating in this year's World Cup......"

"Jordan, could you please tell us how the game went?" Professor McGonagall's voice interjected.

"I'll be right here, Professor, just to provide a little background. By the way, the fire bolt has a built-in automatic braking device and ......"

"Jordan!"

"Good, good, the ball is here at Gryffindor, and Katie Bell from Gryffindor rushes to the goal......"

Harry spiked across from Katie, looking around for golden flashes, noticing that Cho Chang was chasing after him. She was undoubtedly a good pilot, and she kept passing in front of him, forcing him to change direction.

"Show her your speed, Harry!" Fred yelled as he sped over to chase a Bludger that was targeting Arya.

Harry urged the firebolts to speed forward, just as they surrounded the Ravenclaw goal, and Autumn was behind. Katie scored the first point of the game and the pitch where Gryffindor House was sitting was boiling. Just then, Harry saw the Golden Snitch approaching the ground, swiftly skimming near a baffle.

Harry rushed down, and Cho chased after him wherever he saw him.