The Druid Master of Hogwarts Chapter 87

Although he retracted the cat's ears, Fisch's hearing was still sharp. After covering his ears for a long time, he gradually got used to the crowded environment around him.

This is also thanks to his accustomed to the noisy situation of being surrounded by a group of people during his days at Hogwarts, so he can adapt so quickly now.

To put it aside, at the moment when the cheers broke out, Fisch already strayed at the fastest speed.

As Ms. Hooch blew her silver whistle vigorously, the game officially began.

Fifteen broomsticks and game **** of various sizes shuttled back and forth in the air, and at the same time, Lee Jordan's quick commentary sounded like a machine gun.

Fisch was also gradually attracted by the game in the air.

To be precise, it was attracted by the various small **** flying around in the air.

The black pupils gradually filled Fisch's green eyes, and the tail behind him involuntarily flicked. Fisch stared at the small **** scurrying in the air, bent his knees instinctively, and began to accumulate energy.

But soon he came back to his senses... the distance was too far, and he couldn't jump at all.

"I'm dumb..."

Fisch curled his lips and stood up straight again.

After watching the game for a while and combining his previous knowledge of Quidditch, Fisch finally figured out the general rules of the game.

The red ball was thrown into the hoops on both sides, and the black ball was used to fight the stick-holders. Then the ultimate goal of the game was to catch the golden ball.

The golden ball?

Feish blinked his eyes, and suddenly remembered that he also had an identical golden ball.

So Feish took his golden snitch out of his pocket, and then let go.

As soon as the Golden Snitch got out of Feish's control, he immediately flew into the sky, but Feish was quick to catch him, and then he continued to let go...

Fisch has just been thrown into the ball by those small **** in the sky, and now he is using his own small **** to relieve his greed.

Neville and the others, who watched Fisch's movements, were eager to speak, for fear that Fisch would be careless and let his own golden snitch go away. But fortunately, Fisch's punting skills are trustworthy. After being able to hold the Golden Snitch firmly between his palms, Neville and the others were a little relieved.

Just then Gryffindor scored a goal, and everyone couldn't help but cheer loudly.

"Meow?"

Fisch glanced at the court curiously, even if his eyes were temporarily away, he still easily played the golden snitch between his palms.

"Borrow light, borrow light, give way."

At this moment, Hagrid, who was huge, had a large telescope hanging from his neck, and squeezed from the side.

"Big guy~" (●ΦωΦ●)?

Fisch waved at him happily, and...

"call out--"

A golden light flicked past his head and rushed into the sky with lightning speed.

"It's awful now..."

Feish raised his head and murmured.

"Yeah... This is terrible..."

Ron and others also raised their heads and murmured after looking at the slightly gloomy sky.

The Golden Snitch had completely disappeared, and even if it were found, it would be meaningless, because they couldn't fly to the sky to catch it back.

"Sorry, did I come at the wrong time?"

Hagrid didn't see the golden snitch who was let off by Phish. He scratched his head in confusion as he looked at the group of little guys who looked up at the sky and muttered "bad" in their mouths.

"Can anyone tell me what happened?"

"Nothing!" (●?ω?●)

As always, Fisch's first reaction was to refuse to admit it.

Kitty's logic is: as long as it is not caught, it is not a trouble.

After thinking about it, I still feel unsafe, so Fisch intends to go away first...

"This game is boring, I'll go back to sleep first!"

After speaking, without waiting for others to react, he jumped out from Hagrid and ran out of the court without looking back. ?(?)?

"...So, what happened?"

Seeing Feishe who had fled, Hagrid was silent for a moment, then turned his head and asked again.

Ron and the others could only tell Hagrid what had just happened with a wry smile.

"Ah... that's really bad..."

Hagrid touched his beard, smacked his mouth, and didn't think of a good way, because if one of the Quidditch matches was stopped, it would be directly declared a loser, and they couldn't tell Ms. Hooch to let her take the other. The golden snitch was put away, and even if Ms. Huo Qi was notified, she estimated that there was no way for the golden snitch to fly back by herself.

"I can only expect Harry to catch the Golden Snitch first, and that the other Snitch has not been discovered..."

Hagrid, who had no idea for a long time, shrugged and said to Ron and the others.

"I hope..." Ron rubbed his forehead and sighed helplessly. "I suddenly understood how my mother felt when facing George and Fred."

Harry Potter, who was focusing on the game, didn't know that there was another golden snitch in the court. He controlled his beloved Halo 2000 according to the plan he and Wood made together, and ascended the height as much as possible. Constantly hovering above.

While staying away from the attacks of Slytherin and the walking ball, with the help of a height advantage, he searched for the figure of the Golden Snitch.

Although doing so might put him at a disadvantage in distance when spotting the Golden Snitch, Wood believes that the speed of the light wheel 2000 and Harry's technology are enough to make up for this distance.

In the fierce competition below, suddenly a golden light flashed by. Harry was agitated, and he was sure that it was not the reflection of some watch, but the golden snitch he was thinking of.

Harry lowered his body, pressed his body tightly on the halo 2000, and controlled it to dive toward the golden light at the fastest speed.

Slytherin Seeker Terence Higgs was half a beat slower, and when he was chasing the Golden Snitch with Harry, he was already behind several times, and was under the speed advantage of Halo 2000. , The distance between the two is still widening.

Slytherin's captain, Marcus Flint, saw that the situation was not good, and he controlled the flying broomstick and ran into Harry. Harry couldn't avoid being knocked upright, waiting for him to stabilize his figure again, the Golden Snitch Has disappeared.

Although Ms. Hooch was awarded a free kick, Flint's foul tactics obviously worked. He triumphantly made a threatening gesture at Harry, trying to frighten him.

Harry tightened his lips and ignored Flint's threat. He controlled the Halo 2000 to avoid a wandering ball, and was about to rise to the heights again. When he continued to search for the Golden Snitch, his flying broom was suddenly very scary. The ground shook a bit.

Immediately afterwards, Harry's flying broomstick was completely out of control, began to twitch and tremble crazily, and kept rising, as if intending to drive him out of the arena.

Finding that there was a problem with his light wheel 2000, Harry was completely at a loss. He could only hold the broomstick tightly with both hands and clamp it tightly with his knees to prevent himself from being shaken.

However, the shaking of the light wheel 2000 became larger and larger, and later even began to roll randomly in the air. Harry was finally thrown off the broomstick, and he could only hold the broomstick with one hand and hung in the air.

Others discovered that Harry's situation was not right. The players of the Gryffindor team tried to rescue Harry, but unfortunately they failed. They could only spin around under Harry anxiously~www.mtlnovel.com~ Prevent him from falling down and catch him in time.

On the Slytherin side, Marcus Flint took the opportunity to catch the ghost fly ball and kept throwing it into the goal.

Just when everyone was worried, Harry's flying broomstick suddenly returned to normal. He quickly climbed back on the broomstick, and then swooped down to the ground quickly, while covering his mouth with one hand, as if he was going to vomit.

As Harry fell to the ground, he coughed and spit out a small golden thing from his mouth.

"I caught the Snitch!" Harry yelled, lifting the ball high above his head.

At the same time, above his head, the exact same line came—"I caught the snitch!"

Harry looked up in surprise and saw Slytherin's Seeker Terence Higgs sitting on the flying broomstick, holding a golden thief in his raised hand, lowering his head with the same surprised expression. Stared at Harry.

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Chapter end