Harry swooped down like an arrow off a string, and he leaned down desperately, and the man and the broom were almost parallel. Eagle-like eyes were fixed on Snape, and Harry's mouth was grinning a knowing smile, yes, he was aiming at it steadily! You're in control!

There was an exclamation from the crowd, and everyone pointed to Harry in the sky and discussed it loudly. Lee screamed in horror on the radio. "Harry Potter! What's he doing? He looked like he was going to swoop straight into Professor Snape and kill him! It was close, but he had no intention of stopping! It's going to crash! ”

Everyone in the stands closed their eyes in unison.

In the air, Snape had just activated his broomstick in a panic to dodge when he saw a golden object "whoosh" past his ear, and the snitch was so close to him, almost only a few centimeters - and then, a figure fell from the sky and rushed towards him. He had time to dodge - but no, Snape froze suddenly, he seemed to be in a daze, his eyes fixed on Harry's face as he flew towards him.

………… Harry hadn't noticed Snape's strange behavior, he hadn't even noticed that there was a Snape! In a moment, Harry was more focused and serious than ever, he stretched out his left hand and lunged forward!

"Ouch!" With a cry of pain, he crashed into Snape's arms, and the two of them fell off their broomsticks and fell like gourds. The glasses were all knocked off.

But it was a small matter, and he quickly got up from the grass - everyone would have opened their eyes, and they were all looking at him curiously, waiting for the result, and it was just a malicious charge against Snape? Or is it —

Yes! He raised his arm triumphantly, and the snitch was clutched tightly in his hand.

"Wow~~~" The stands immediately boiled! This will be a new record, and there has never been a time before the Snitch has been caught so quickly by a Seeker, and some of the drinks in everyone's hands have not even been opened! The radio was full of Lee Jordan's excited screams - "The snitch has been caught?!" At a speed that everyone didn't expect! We've seen the Hufflepuff guys start headbutting the ground, and no, guys, it's not your fault. Harry must have been possessed by Krum at that moment! He pulled off a world-class stunner! Perfect! ”

Harry was so happy now that he could even be bold enough to wink at Snape with a smug smile. "I'm sorry, Professor~ I swear I didn't mean to! I'm just doing my job - can you blow the whistle please? The game is over~"

Snape stood up and looked up, the expression on his face constantly changing in hideousness, nostalgia and sadness, which was strange, and Harry was a little overwhelmed to watch. But he quickly reverted to his old hatred, and he silently tightened his robe, glared at Harry, and uncharacteristically didn't say anything vicious, and blew the whistle for the end of the match.

It seemed that even Snape had nothing to say about his actions this time, and Harry felt extremely happy as he watched him tending to his robes, spitting sand at the ground in resentment.

With a whistle, the game on and off the stage ended at the same time.

"Parvati, Parvati! Finally found you! Brandi is fine! I just saw him, and Harry won! We're ahead! OMG, today is such a lucky day! In the stands, Hermione was hugging a tear-stained Parvati tightly, and the two of them jumped up and down the stands excitedly.

Ron and Brandi were covered in dust, their noses and faces swollen, and they waved vigorously on the high platform, and Neville was slumped in the seat next to them, as if he was delirious. He saw three other figures running away in disarray, they might have just fought the three men, and they seemed to have won—I hope it was Malfoy.

Harry watched excitedly as the Gryffindor students began to pour into the stadium - and then he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up and saw Dumbledore's smiling face.

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"You should have punched him in the face! It's just too cheap to hit him in the stomach, you know, Goyle almost ripped Neville's scalp off! After about a few minutes, Brandi and the others finally got out of the crowd and quietly slipped out of the court, both of them with bruisish fist marks on their faces (Ron's nose was still bleeding), and a staggering and somewhat delirious Neville on their hands, so they had to keep their heads down and let Hermione and Parvati in front of them reluctantly block the view of the people around them. They couldn't explain the origin of their scars, after all, even if they rolled down the stairs, they couldn't get a pair of panda eyes.

"I can't do this, don't you see Goyle's face is shiny?" Brandi pretended to be disdainful and kicked the dirt on the ground, which must have been an injury somewhere, and he grinned a little in pain. "If I just punch it like that, hey, I'm afraid I'll slip ......"

On the way back, the two of them were arguing loudly, they were actually not lightly injured, and Neville was so bad, they fought quite hard. It's just that the two girls next to them really amplified their manhood infinitely - so they had to endure the pain all over their bodies, and brag there with their hard mouths.

They slowly said goodbye to them at the staircase on the second floor of the castle under the amused gaze of Hermione and Parvati, as they needed to take Neville to the school hospital and, by the way, to get their faces treated.

As expected, the two of them were severely lectured by Madam Pomfrey...... According to her, Brandi, in particular, has become almost the most diligent student at Hogwarts to go to the hospital this year.

"Can't you make it easier for my old bones? That's how the students are, and so are the teachers......" Madam Pomfrey babbled and squirted two bandages with her wand, tying Neville's head as if she were mummifying. "Professor Quirrell came to me not long ago, and he's even more headstrong than you - I don't know what you've eaten, he looks like he's about to burn himself to death. Eh, Mr. Patton? Why is your face so white? I'll be honest, did you get some kind of curse besides being punched? ”

She keenly noticed that Brandy's expression had become very unnatural, so she asked with an unkind face.

Brandi quickly shook his head, he pretended to be curious, "Madam Pomfrey?" Naquirrell taught him...... How's it going? ”

"What else could he do? I was kind enough to do a full body check-up, but he didn't even want to cooperate with me, not even the big scarf, just stammering and saying, 'I'm just a few bottles of magic potion-potion-potion.'" I really don't know the hearts of good people, but he's still a professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts, and he can't even understand his own situation? With the level of his magic burning, where can a few bottles of magic potion suppress it! ”

"I'm sorry ma'am, you said magic burn?"

"yes, he doesn't know what he's doing, maybe he's doing some dangerous experiment on himself, and now the magic power in his whole body is slowly burning, which is not a good thing, in this case, just the slightest attempt to use magic will make you feel the burning pain of being roasted by fire. And there's an even worse ...... You will clearly feel that your magic is constantly weakening. Although this situation did not last long...... But Professor Ichiro's situation and hard and soft attitude, hum! Not planning to take your medication? Madam Pomfrey smacked her lips and gloated a little, "That's at least three months!" Why, what am I telling you to do this, quickly put on your robes and fuck me off, you guys have made the hospital bed muddy! ”

She suddenly glared and scolded Brandi and Ron, who had fully recovered, out of the house.

When the two of them went back, Brandi told everyone about the basket he had poked out in the afternoon—

"I'll just say my instincts are right! Brandi, you stupid hat, I won't be able to do such a big thing in a moment! You can't use your brain? Hermione wanted to knock him on the head angrily, and suddenly found that she seemed to be an accomplice who supported Brandy's idea at the beginning, so she could only look at Brandi fiercely, sullen. This is good, but it is helping to abuse! ”

"Plop~" Parvati, who had never been a little nervous, smiled secretly beside her holding her big book,

"And you! Parvati! "As a result, he was killed by Hermione's white eyes." ”

In the midst of everyone's frowning, Harry rushed into the common room out of breath, and once again they were in a small circle in their fixed positions. Listen to Harry talk about what he'd just seen.

"I just slipped into the Forbidden Forest on my broomstick and followed sneaky Snape!" He lowered his voice, "I see he's threatening Professor Quirrell, as if to ask him if he's figured out how to subdue Lowe. He also said that he wanted to figure out who he should be loyal to! Professor Quirrell's face was as oozing as white paper, and his face was covered in beads of sweat, I bet he must have been tortured by Snape with a spell before! By the time Snape left, I could see Snape smirking! You must not have seen Snape laugh - it was heartbreaking! ”

………… Everyone didn't speak, and Hermione Parvati and Ron turned to Brandi with strange eyes.

"Huh? What are you doing? The bruises on Brandi's face are gone, huh? Harry looked at Brandi quizzically, "I'm talking about business!" Be serious! ”

“…… Harry. Brandi looked down, and Harry could see his reddened skin with embarrassment. Brandi's voice sounded limpless. "They're serious—Professor Quirrell hasn't been tortured by Snape...... That's me mistaken. ”

"What did you say?"

He looked up, his face full of lovelessness. "He found out about the medicine he gave to Snape, and I watched him trick Professor Quirrell into drinking Parvati's potion. I seem to ...... I pit my teammates ......"