"It's true!"

After receiving Melda's guidance, Hermione noticed that the cowardly-looking Professor Quirrell was also staring at Harley viciously and chanting a curse.

"So what do we do?" Ron was stunned!

There were two professors in the huge arena who cast curses on Harley.

Did Hallie do something angry? How did he not know?

"Look at me." Before Ron could say another word, Hermione turned and disappeared into the stands.

When Ron pointed the telescope at Harry again. The broomstick vibrated noticeably more.

The spectators in the stands all stood up and watched in horror at the scene in the sky.

The Weasley twins didn't care about any tactics at the moment, and they flew towards Harley as fast as they could. Seems to be trying to pull Harry to their broomsticks.

Marcus also noticed Hallie's abnormality at this moment, although he didn't know what was wrong with Hallie, but at this moment, he had to seize the opportunity.

But seeing the twins come to the rescue, Marcus immediately instructed Driampsey to stop him.

And he himself quickly grabbed the Quaffle, and shot it four times in a row as if no one was there.

As Marcus breached the gates of Gryffindor, the Slytherins erupted in loud cheers.

"Hurry up, Hermione." Ron whispered in despair. He wanted to pounce straight into the Slytherin stands and punch the cheering bunch of guys.

Hermione, at this point, struggled through the crowd to the stands where Snape was.

"Hermione!"

"Huh?" Hermione looked back suspiciously, only to see Melda squeezing through the crowd and following.

"Melda, why did you come along?"

"I'll help you!" Melda said against her will.

In fact, he came here to prepare for a big wave. In the past few days, the professors at the school have been watching him more and more strictly. I'm afraid he's making some kind of mess, which makes Melda very unhappy. So he was going to resist a little.

"Really?" Hermione stood there with a blushing face, a little bewildered.

"You just stand here and wait for me now, I'll go set a fire and come back soon."

Melda leapt towards the top floor of the stands.

He didn't notice the little witch's red face behind him.

Quietly came to the back of the grandstand seats. Dozens of spells rose in Melda's mind.

Hiss!

If you come to Avada to nibble on a big melon with Quirrell's ass now, will the first part be about to finale?

Ahem!

Before such an evil idea could spread, Melda hurriedly strangled to death. Not to mention whether he can release the killing curse, even if he can release it, it is estimated that he will be a student of Azkaban for the rest of his life.

Forget it.

As a last resort, Melda had to abandon this tempting plan, and after thinking about it for a long time, he was ready to unleash a magic that did not belong to the world of Harry Potter.

Thank you Eden for packing and sending the all-around DLC. This taught Melda a lot about the magic of that world.

Of course, most of the powerful magic Imelda's current level is impossible to unleash, but that's not all.

And some, some basic magic. Meda can still be easily released. Like the powerful percussion he was about to unleash now.

It's a very basic form of magic, so basic that it can't even be classified into any academic faction.

Of course, he is not very strong either.

But now it is enough for Melda.

"Feel ashamed."

"Powerful percussion."

The wand in Melda's hand suddenly shone with a pale blue light, which was a manifestation of the condensation of magical power.

Then he clenched his wand and slammed it into the stands.

"Boom!" With a bang, the fragile wooden structure in the stands simply could not withstand the attack of such magic.

Almost instantly. The entire top stand collapsed in an instant.

"Run! Hermione! ”

At the moment when the stands collapsed, Melda had already pulled Hermione, who was still in a daze, and hurriedly ran away.

The sudden sound of collapse. Keep everyone's attention on the stands. No one noticed that Melda had quietly pulled Hermione into the crowd.

"Melda, you ......" Hermione, who came back to her senses, didn't know what to say.

Although he knew that it was not good to do this, he felt inexplicably exciting in his heart.

"Look!" Melda pointed to Hallie in the sky.

High in the air, when Hallie was in the middle of a downward spiral, she suddenly seemed to control her broom, and suddenly lifted it up, drawing a huge U-shape in the air.

"Ahh

Just now, the place where Hallie fell was the Slytherin stand.

The stunning scene left behind by her emergency ascent was in full view of the Slytherin students.

And among them was Draco Malfoy.

The stubborn eyes, the little white face. The red shawl hair seemed to be a burning flame.

Such a graceful and heroic posture will always remain in the heart of the little master.

From BGM:

Ah Zhen falls in love with Ah Keung

On a starry night

Airplanes flew overhead

Shooting stars also pierced the night sky

Although life does not have any meaning

But love does make life more beautiful

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"It's Harley, Harry Potter discovered the Golden Snitch." Commentator Jordan shouted excitedly.

In the sky, after Harley regains control of the broomstick, she is blessed with the blessing of luck to discover the Golden Snitch.

At the moment, she was like a shooting star. Chase after the Golden Snitch.

"Stop him!" Marcus yelled frantically.

Don't let Harry Potter catch the Golden Snitch.

"Hallie, Hallie!! Halle!!! At Jordan's reminder, the entire Gryffindors finally pulled their eyes away from the suddenly collapsed stands on the opposite side, and they all noticed that Harley was chasing the Golden Snitch at this time.

The cheers grew louder and louder.

And Harry's distance from the Golden Snitch is getting shorter and shorter.

Suddenly, the golden snitch in the air swooped down. Flew towards the ground, with Harley following close behind.

The distance between them, closer and closer, closer and closer.

Just as Harley reached out and was about to grab it.

Marcus predicted Harry's position in advance with a roar.

Quaffle wasn't on his side at this point. And although he was lucky enough to predict Harry's position, he couldn't grab the Golden Snitch because he wasn't fast enough.

But he wasn't here to rob the Golden Snitch, as long as he could make Harley unable to grab it.

With this in mind, Marcus rushed directly and deliberately towards Harley.

And Harley didn't have time to dodge, it should be said that she didn't plan to dodge.

The force of the impact knocked her straight to the ground. Blood slipped down her handsome forehead.

She lay motionless on the ground. The position of the right arm is clearly not quite right.

Just when everyone thought that her previous work was in vain.

Harley stubbornly got up slowly. She moved slowly, as if she had exhausted all her strength, and raised her left hand high with her head up.

"The Golden Snitch, Harry Potter captured the Golden Snitch."

"It's over."

"Gryffindor won 290 to 60! Mrs. Hodge proclaimed loudly.

"Oh!!"

"We won, we won."

Suddenly, the entire Quidditch arena erupted in cheers.

Not only Gryffindor, but also students from the other two houses were also celebrating.

But none of them are as good as Gryffindor.

Because the Gryffindors have gone mad.