"Hey! Little Ivey, long time no see~" Mad-Eye Moody stepped forward on crutches and gave Ivey a big hug.

"Thank goodness you remember me," Ivy rolled her eyes

"Haha~ You have a better sense of humor than your father. How old are you? - Let me think about it, in the second grade.... Twelve? At most, he is thirteen years old. That's fast," Moody punched him, "look at you now—you've grown so tall!" Well, it's still strong. He is worthy of being the heir of the Shafiq family. ”

Shortly after Ivey was born, Moody visited their home. It just didn't bring good news.

With the fall of Voldemort, Moody also retired. At first, I would often visit their homes to see what they could do. That's when Ivey remembered him.

But in recent years, Moody's seems to have gotten sick and has never been there.

"I'm sorry about your father—" It was the first time Moody had spoken to Ivey about it

"Since my father decided to do this, he was prepared to bear the consequences. It's his own choice, and he thinks it's worth it. Ivey said lightly

Ivey's father's team was ambushed. In addition to Voldemort himself, the Death Eaters camp basically arrived with other names, and a large number of werewolves and corpses were also present.

Due to the effect of solidifying the enchantment, there is no way to use phantom shifting to escape. For the sake of the overall situation, Ivey's father decisively left behind. In the end, they were outnumbered.

"You'd be glad Gray knew that, you could think so." Moody patted him on the shoulder

"Ivey~ Come on, sit here." Minister of Magic, Fudge, stood up and greeted warmly

"Thank you, Minister Fudge"

"Don't be so out-of-the-box, just call me uncle," Fudge sat down as he took Ivey in his arms, "This is Barty, you've seen it." ”

"Hello, Minister Barty"

"Ivey, long time no see."

Not only Barty Crouch, but in fact, Ivy knew anyone who was a little bit on the table at the Ministry of Magic.

"I didn't expect you guys to be so busy and still have time to come," Ivey said

"Haha - it's because I've been doing a lot lately that I'm here to relax. See! The players are out~" Fudge laughed

With the entry of players from both sides, the stands resounded with a tsunami-like cheer.

Once the players were in their respective positions, Ms. Hodge threw the ball into the air and the whistle blew and the game began.

Slytherin were the first to steal the ball, and their new broom was fast and agile, always ahead of the Gryffindors, both in attack and defence.

After a few rounds, Gryffindor began to show a noticeable decline, and the initiative of the game was firmly in Slytherin's hands. Just moments into the opening period, Slytherin was sixty-to-zero.

"Gryffindor's team isn't good, their broom is clearly not as good as their opponents," Fudge watched with relish. He's a long-time fan too.

"Minister Fudge, with all due respect, the winner is already decided. Gryffindor was just expending his strength in vain," Lucius Malfoy, who sat on the other side of Fudge, said triumphantly

"Not necessarily," Ivey chimed in, "there's more to winning than just goals. ”

"So it's too early to tell, Lucius" Fudge patted him and said, "Let's see how Malfoy and Harry are doing"

"Malfoy won't let you down," Lucius said immediately

"I'll see," Fudge replied

The game continued. Gradually, a light rain began to fall in the sky, blurring everyone's vision.

It's a pain in the way of Gryffindor's players. Slytherin was so fast that it was hard to keep an eye on their movements. Now I'm even more blind to my eyes, and I lose my goal if I don't pay attention to it.

Harry stopped above the pitch. There wasn't much he could do until the Golden Snitch showed up. I can only observe the situation on the field and wait slowly.

"Scarhead, are you okay~" Malfoy stopped in front of Harry and smirked

Harry hadn't had time to taunt back

"Harry! Watch out for your back! ”

Fred suddenly yelled at him and rushed over with his bat in hand. When he turned his head, he saw that the Bludger was whizzing towards his head.

The speed is extremely fast, and the body has no time to react. Harry could only rely on his conditioned reflexes, and instantly craned his neck, hoping to dodge. Thankfully, Freddie arrived just in time to get behind Harry and smash the Bludger away with a stick.

Wood also flew up from the goal, "Harry, be careful! Improves concentration"

Harry was about to reply, when he noticed that the Bludger that had been knocked out of the way flew back and crashed straight into Wood.

"Wood!" Harry hurriedly raised his hand to signal, but he was still a step too late.

"Smack-" Bludger smashed Wood's broom and flew towards him.

There was no time to worry about Wood's situation, and Harry quickly turned the broom and flew off into the distance. But Bludger seemed to be enchanted and chased after Harry.

VIP stage

"That Bludger isn't quite right" Fudge frowned slightly as he looked inside the arena.

"Well, it's like someone has done some magic," Barty said as well

"Is there one? I've never seen a spell like this," Lucius gloated

"It's like house-elf magic," the well-informed Moody suddenly said

"That's right, it's the magic of the elves," Fudge agreed

"Stop the game. If this continues, Harry Potter will die," Barty suggested

"They won't agree," said Ivey, "with the current scoreline, if the game is stopped, Gryffindor will lose." ”

"That's better than losing your life," Lucius said with a smirk

Sure enough, Ms. Huo Qi stepped forward and signaled for the game to be suspended. She gathered the Gryffindor players

"There were people interfering with the game. I suggest aborting the game, do you agree? ”

"But ma'am, if we stop the game now, do we lose?" Harry asked

"It's a pity – that's it"

"Why? Shouldn't a rematch be held on a later date? George dissatisfied

"Listen, kid, you all know the rules of Quidditch. Before the human interference, Slytherin's team had the advantage both in the score and on the field. Therefore, according to the rules of the Quidditch game, it is straightforward to decide that they win. Ms. Hodge patiently explained

Seeing that there was no way to do it, the Gryffindor players glanced at each other. Finally Wood stepped up

"We do not agree to suspend the game"

"Whew—not wise, but good luck to you." Ms. Hodge returned to the middle and whistled

"The game continues!"

"Wow~ Courage is commendable," Moody exclaimed

"Humph! Kill yourself," Lucius smirked coldly

The scene was unchanged, and Harry was chased all over the field by Bludger. The rest of the Gryffindor team members were teased by the Slytherins. Slytherin captain Marcus even deliberately stopped and waited for them to come and grab the ball.

This insulting behavior made the Gryffindor players angry and eager to bite them. There was even more scolding in the Gryffindor stands, and the little lions were angry in their lungs. But there's not much to do about it other than incompetent rage.