"Weasley, that seems to be the point, Potter?" said a sinister voice, and Malfoy slammed into him on purpose, knocking Harry almost off his broomstick, "That's the interest just now, Potter ......"

Madame Hooch turned her back to them, and the Gryffindors below shouted angrily, but by the time she turned, Malfoy had already flown away. Harry's shoulder hurt and immediately ran after him, determined to hit him as well.

"I think Malfoy of Slytherin has seen the Snitch!" Zacharith Smith said into the magic microphone, "yes, he must have seen something, Potter didn't!"

Smith was such an idiot, Harry thought, didn't he see him hit himself, and then Harry's heart flickered, and he almost sank from the air to the ground - Smith was right, Harry was wrong. Malfoy's sudden ascent wasn't for nothing, he did see something Harry hadn't seen: the Golden Snitch was flying high above them, shining brightly against the clear blue sky.

Harry sped up immediately, the wind whistling in his ears, and Smith's commentary and the noise of the audience were inaudible, but Malfoy was still ahead of him. Gryffindor is now twenty points behind, and if Malfoy gets the Golden Snitch, then Gryffindor loses.

"Hey, Malfoy!" Harry shouted in desperation, "Are you working for Voldemort now?"

He didn't know why he was saying this, but Malfoy was taken aback, and suddenly he didn't grasp the snitch, and the ball slipped between his fingers, and his body swished past. Harry lunged at the flapping ball, but Malfoy had already reacted by this time, and he rushed up and slammed into Harry, and the Golden Snitch disappeared in an instant.

"Potter, I see you're a little quick. Malfoy said viciously.

"Oh. Let me see if Harry Potter seems to have said something swear in order to prevent the Malfoy player from catching the Golden Snitch. "Apparently Potter is doing some kind of trick, and Malfoy seems to be very angry, and although it is not against Quidditch rules to make some small tricks, I think Harry Potter is showing that he is not as good as Malfoy, and can only rely on some intrigue to prevent Malfoy from catching the Golden Snitch." ”

There was a boo from the Gryffindor stands, and Slytherin cheered Smith's words.

"Slytherin has scored again! Weasley has been beaten into a sieve! The score is now 130-70, and Slytherin is 50 points ahead! Gryffindor's chasers can't organize an attack at all. Their attack was effectively contained by the Slytherin batsmen, and Harry Potter, who lacked command experience, was no longer able to take care of his own teammates, and the Malfoy players had put him in danger. Zacharis Smith spat in the stands, desperately blackening Gryffindor, while Professor McGonagall, who was standing behind him, had a black face, but couldn't attack.

"It's in again! Weasley looked trembling all over! The Slytherins were unstoppable now, with the score two hundred and twenty to one hundred and the Slytherin leading by one hundred and eleven ten, if their captain Potter didn't catch the Golden Snitch quickly. Then the suspense of this game is going to be lost. ”

Harry was anxious, in the past, with the command of a goalkeeper captain like Wood, Gryffindor's defense had never been a concern for him, but now the effect of Ron's elixir had passed. Ron, who had lost his confidence, must have collapsed by now, and if he caught the Golden Snitch now and won the match, the Gryffindor students would have forgotten about it very quickly, but if they had lost. The consequences would be dire, and he Harry Potter would become a Gryffindor sinner, a cronyism. A fool with great ambitions.

No, it can't be like that! His heart died in a frenzy, and he hovered over the arena at high speed, observing the movements of the Golden Snitch.

Malfoy followed Harry unhurriedly, "Potter, why fly so fast?"

Harry knew that Malfoy wanted to distract him, and if he dragged it out any longer and put Slytherin ahead of Gryffindor by more than one hundred and sixty points, it would be useless for him to catch the Golden Snitch.

Harry swooped down.

"Potter? are you trying to trick me? No—"

The Golden Snitch suddenly appeared in the center of the arena, interrupting Malfoy's words, and he also accelerated wildly, rushing towards the Golden Snitch.

But it was too late, Harry used the firebolt's performance to the extreme, and Malfoy started late and couldn't keep up, so he could only watch as Harry caught the Golden Snitch and the game was over.

"Harry Potter has captured the Golden Snitch. Zacharith Smith said with a sigh of relief, "He had the good fortune to beat Slytherin by 240 to 250 before Gryffindor was completely beaten into a sieve. ”

"Ginny, where are you going?" shouted Harry, hugging the team in the air as he found himself squeezed in the middle, but Ginny flew right past them and slammed into the narrator's desk with a thud.

With the screams and laughter of the crowd, the Gryffindor team landed beside the smashed planks, under which Zacharis struggled limply. Harry heard Ginny briskly say to an angry Professor McGonagall, "Forget about the brakes, Professor, I'm sorry. ”

Harry laughed as he broke free from the rest of the team, and he patted Ron on the shoulder, who was still pale and clearly hadn't recovered from the blow.

"You're just inexperienced, Ron, it's going to be fine next time, we won the game, that's enough. ”

The players waved their fists into the air and waved to the crowd who supported them.

"Today in the common room is a victory party," shouted Dean Thomas, gleefully, "we've invited girls from other houses!" (to be continued......)