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For Harry and the rest of the team, winning the Quidditch Cup would also be a great honour, meaning that their names would be engraved with a photo and autograph permanently in the prize room.

This is almost the highest honor that a young wizard can get at school, and you must know that not every young wizard can get a special contribution award like Voldemort.

Of course, Evan is an exception.

Not only did he receive the Special Contribution Award in his first year of school, he broke the record and made himself the fastest young wizard ever to enter the prize showroom.

Not long ago, he also donated the Order of Merlin, the first class he had just received, to Hogwarts.

Anyway, his family didn't know what the Sir Merlin Order of Merlin meant, and Aven himself didn't value it at all. Because of this medal, for a long time, Filch's attitude towards Evan was surprisingly respectful.

Evan is an exception, not everyone has the opportunity and strength to fight Voldemort, Basilisk, Dementors, and evil Dark Wizards from their school days, and for ordinary students, the Quidditch Cup is the only chance for their name to enter the prize showroom.

Especially considering that this will be the second time in seven years that Gryffindor is likely to win the Quidditch Cup and that Wood is about to graduate, this matchup victory is particularly meaningful.

The race is still going on, and all eyes are on Harry for now. He was apparently aware of this, too, and after Lee announced that Gryffindor was fifty points ahead, Harry gave up following Malfoy and flew high into the sky on his own, looking for the Golden Snitch.

Malfoy chased after him, looking a little impatient.

On the field, Angelina continued to work hard and scored another 10 points.

She flew around one end of the court, fists waving in the air, the scarlet sea below screaming with glee.

That's when the unexpected happened.

Without warning, Marcus Flint of Slytherin suddenly rushed straight towards Angelina as fast as he could, like a giant cannonball fired, and Angelina was almost knocked off her broomstick under everyone's gaze.

The crowd below booed, and Flint shrugged his shoulders and explained lightly, "Sorry, I didn't see her!"

As if to signal that Fred was upset that Angelina was being attacked, he slapped Flint with his bat a moment later.

Flint's nose hits the broomstick and starts bleeding.

"Alright!" Lady Hodge screamed, rising between them, "Gryffindor penalty for unprovoked attack on Chaser! Slytherin penalty for intentionally hurting Chaser!"

Mrs. Hodge's punishment did not stop the anger on both sides, but only made the situation worse, or more accurately, it was the Slytherin's battle plan, and they began to attack the Gryffindors frequently under various pretexts.

Everyone was furious about what Slytherin had done.

Ron was yelling at Flint, and Hermione was frowning to stop him, when Lee Jordan shouted, "Damn, you filthy, liars......"

"Jordan, if you can't comment on ...... fairly," Professor McGonagall stopped.

"I'm just commenting, Professor!" Lee exclaimed, "and it's disgusting to look at how these guys are doing." ”

Indeed, this game was the dirtiest ball game Evan had ever seen.

Due to frequent fouls by Slytherin, the score gap was quickly closed.

They begin to scramble for the ball, with Bol hitting Arya with a stick and saying that he thinks she is a Bludger, and Angelina is the one who takes care of her.

The slytherins, who are as strong as the bear monsters, rush at Angelina at every opportunity, hoping to knock her off the broomstick.

Not to be outdone, Fred and George retaliated by swinging a bat around Arya and Angelina to protect them both by swinging a bat around Arya and Angelina, and George slammed Bauer's face with an elbow.

However, it didn't work, as Flint and Derek took advantage of Fred and George's absence to aim their sticks at Wood, and they hit Wood in the stomach with their bats in the absence of Quaffle.

Wood grabbed the broomstick and rolled in the air, the man bent completely.

Mrs. Hodge was furious, and she screamed at Flint and Derek, "You can't attack the goalkeeper unless the Quaffle is in the scoring zone, Gryffindor takes the free throw!"

Free throws were not a punishment for Slytherin, who didn't care at all, and instead frequently used the advantage of fouls to close the gap between the two sides.

The Gryffindor players were clearly uncomfortable and never thought about that in Wood's training and tactical set-up.

And they can't give up the game, they can only grit their teeth and persevere.

The wave of anger in the audience was rising higher and higher, and Ron and a few other boys even tried to rush to the stands opposite and give the Slytherins a hard lesson.

Thankfully, Gryffindor still has a sixty-point lead, as long as Harry catches the Golden Snitch!

In mid-air, Harry could almost feel hundreds of pairs of eyes following him over the court, he was now flying higher than anyone else, and Malfoy accelerated behind him.

All the tension that had been before the start of the game was gone, and he was in better shape than ever, and as he flew past the Ravenclaw stands, he saw the Golden Snitch glint shining twenty feet above him.

Harry sped up sharply, the wind howling in his ears.

He stretched out his hand, and was about to touch the Golden Snitch, but at that moment, the fire bolt suddenly slowed down!

Harry was startled and looked around.

He saw Malfoy lunge forward, grab the tail of the firebolt, and pull it back.

"What are you doing!" Harry was so angry that he tried to hit Malfoy, but he couldn't reach him.

Malfoy gasped as he gripped the firebolt so hard, but his eyes gleamed with malice. He got his wish, and the golden snitch was gone.

"Penalty shots, Gryffindor free throws! I've never seen this tactic before!"

Mrs. Hooch screamed and flew straight up towards Malfoy, who was sliding back into his Halo 2001.

"You deceitful bitch!" Lee Jordan yelled into the microphone as he jumped out of Professor McGonagall's reach. "You filthy, deceitful bastard......"

Lee Jordan didn't have to dodge, and Professor McGonagall didn't even bother to stop him.

She was swinging her fist in Malfoy's direction, her hat falling off, and she was screaming in rage.

Beside her, Sirius was even more surprisingly angry, and without saying a word, he pulled out his wand, and a red light flew straight towards Malfoy from the bottom up, and no one knew what kind of spell it was.

This behavior is obviously irrational, but it does fit Sirius's style very well.

All the spectators screamed hoarsely, and they saw Sirius's spell stop in midair by a silver light, and the two collided with each other to emit a dazzling light. It was Snape's magic, and he looked back at Sirius defiantly with an eerie smile on his face.

Professor McGonagall was surprised by what the two of them had done, and she hurriedly stopped Sirius and told him to stop any more aggressive behavior.

This unexpected episode brought the game to a climax, and at the direction of Mrs. Hodge, Arya began to take free throws for Gryffindor.

But she was so angry that the ball went several feet from the goal.

The Gryffindors were distracted, while the entire Slytherin rejoiced at the success of Malfoy's machinations against Harry and Snape's strong performance.

The whole team was inspired to fly higher and faster. (To be continued.) )