On Saturday morning, the crowd was awakened by the sound of Harry's retching.

Harry was lying on the bed, his head sticking out of the bed and retching.

Dudley ran to Harry's bed and patted him on the back gently, "Seriously, you'd better go to the infirmary and have a look." ”

He had some conjectures, and they were so bold that they scared him out, and that was that Harry was pregnant.

It's scary, a big man can get pregnant.

Although this conjecture is bold and, it is very much in line with the actual situation.

Harry had been eating more than a month ago, and after Harry had started retching the other day, Dudley had taken a closer look at Harry, and it was clear that there had been some subtle changes in Harry's stomach.

There is a clear difference between Harry and a woman's normal pregnancy, and his body changes too quickly.

"You'll go check it out when you get up," Dudley moved back, he was genuinely afraid Harry would throw up.

"Ah~" Harry lay on the bed, his whole person looked extremely weak, "I really don't have to go, I should have eaten too much recently, and I have eaten my stomach, plus I am worried about the Quidditch match for a while, you know, Slytherin is all using the Halo 2001, and I am under a lot of pressure." ”

"Harry, if you do the same during the game......" Ron said halfway through before going on.

The result was self-evident, and if he really lost the game because of this, Wood probably wanted to kill Harry.

"I'll just rest for a while. ”

Dudley looked at Ron and shrugged, since Harry didn't want to look.

He wasn't going to force Harry to look at it, anyway... Pregnancy probably can't die, and he doesn't have to worry about Harry.

The main thing is that he has evil thoughts, and he is curious about what it is like for a boy to be pregnant, and what is Harry pregnant.

This one is so exciting.

Harry noticed Dudley touching his lips and smiling a mean smile, and he asked uncertainly, "Are you thinking of something bad?"

Dudley snorted, "You're thinking too much. He cleared his throat and ran out of his bed.

"Shhhh

After resting in bed for half an hour, he felt much better, then got up and got dressed, and went downstairs early for breakfast.

Dudley and Ron couldn't sleep after being woken up by Harry, so they went to breakfast with them.

When they arrived at the auditorium.

The rest of the Gryffindor team had already sat neatly at the long empty table, all looking nervous and silent.

Dudley sat silently eating breakfast, and he couldn't say anything, after all, the Gryffindor team was about to be dominated by Kryptonite players......

If Harry had experienced Dudley's game in his previous life, he would never be so nervous again, after all, krypton is normal.

Eleven o'clock was approaching, and the whole school began to make their way to the Quidditch Stadium. It was a hot and humid day, and there was a faint sound of thunder in the air.

Dudley, Ron, and Hermione sent Harry into the locker room.

"Good luck to you," Dudley said to him with a heartfelt wish, as long as it was Ou Huang, Krypton might not be able to beat Harry.

"We should get a good spot," Hermione said, "and there are so many people here today." ”

"That's for sure, a team's light wheel 2001 must be very exciting. The Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaw people certainly won't let this go unnoticed. ”

......

Harry entered the dressing room to find his players in bright red Gryffindor shirts, and Wood was giving them the usual pre-match encouragement.

"The Slytherin team's broomsticks are better than ours," Wood said, "and there's no denying that, but our broomstickers are better than all of them." You know, we've been trained hard, in any weather. ”

"That's right!" George raised his fist, "we're the best, after all, we haven't dried our clothes since August." ”

Fred then said, "We must let that little villain Malfoy know that money can be in the team, but money can't win the game. ”

Wood looked at the cheerful crowd and nodded in satisfaction, and he was also encouraged by his words.

"It's up to you, Harry," Wood said solemnly, patting Harry on the shoulder, "let this bastard Malfoy know that a rich dad isn't enough to be a Seeker. Remember, you only have two choices, either catch the Golden Snitch before Malfoy or die in the ring. We have to win today, we have to win!"

Harry took a half-step back in fright, and he swallowed hard. Wood's face was flushed at the moment, and he could see the cyan veins on his neck clearly.

Fred winked at Harry and said, "Harry, don't be stressed. ”

Harry: "......"

He lacks everything now, but he doesn't lack pressure.

When the time came, they walked out of the locker room and into the field, where they were greeted by a loud noise.

Because both Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were cheering for Gryffindor, they both wanted Slytherin to be defeated.

There were actually Slytherin boos and cheers in the arena, but they were dwarfed.

The Quidditch teacher, Lady Hooch, asked Flint and Wood to shake hands, and they glared at each other menacingly, and they clenched each other's hands very tightly.

"Listen to my whistle," Ms. Hodge said.

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

The crowd was in a roar as they took off, and the fourteen members of the team jumped into the lead-gray sky together.

Harry flew taller than all the team members, squinting and looking around, looking for the Golden Snitch.

"Yo~Yo!Potter," Malfoy shouted, as he flew under Harry like an arrow, as if to show off the speed of his broomstick, "Mr. Scarhead, look!"

Harry ignored Malfoy, not because he didn't want to go back, but because he didn't have time.

A heavy black Bludger flew towards him, narrowly narrowly dodging it, feeling the ball ruffle his hair as it flew by.

He breathed a sigh of relief, if he had been attracted to Malfoy just now, he would have fallen to the ground by now.

"I'll take care of the rest," George said as he sped past Harry with his bat in hand, ready to smash the Bludger at the Slytherins.

Harry saw George smash the Bludger hard at Derian Puse. But he didn't expect the Bludger to change direction halfway through and fly straight towards him.

Harry ducked down to dodge, and George slammed it down on Malfoy.

However, like a spinning dart, Bludger spun around again and went straight to Harry's head.

Harry suddenly accelerated, swishing to the other end of the arena. He could hear Bludger whizzing after him. What's going on?