Harry Potter and the Attack of the Squibs

Although the competition outside the arena is serious, it cannot determine the outcome of the game.

In the end, it still depends on how you perform on the court.

Lee Jordan was still on the commentary desk. He was obviously looking forward to the result of the game, and his commentary was very passionate.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall was watching him.

The progress of the game was exactly what everyone expected. It was a close, clean and exciting game.

Slytherin's individual performance is less, but their discipline is stricter. They can even organize an attack that all members except the seeker work together.

Gryffindor has its own unique skills. Their players have their own favorite playing styles and have the advantage of experience.

The two sides were going back and forth, and the scene was very intense.

At the beginning, Slytherin clearly chose Ron as the breakthrough point.

As a goalkeeper who played his first official game, everyone could see that Ron Weasley was a soft persimmon. The research before the Slytherin game obviously missed that Ron was actually half the coach of Gryffindor. matter.

Naturally, Slytherin suffered a big loss in front of Ron.

Ron's experience in managing training data in Gryffindor allowed him to see the situation more calmly. This is what a goalkeeper needs most. He is not staring at the Quaffle, but looking at the position of the opposing players. , determine the possible direction of attack.

By the time Malfoy realized that Ron was not a soft persimmon, they were already lagging behind.

This is natural, because Slytherin chose an aggressive style of play and the rear defense was very weak.

But there is still a chance.

The Golden Snitch is still flying around where no one knows.

Harry and Malfoy spun around the pitch, looking for any sign of golden glitter.

Then finally, Malfoy saw the Golden Snitch.

He hesitated for a moment, then rushed out.

The hesitation was because the Golden Snitch was not close to Malfoy at this time, but closer to Harry.

But Malfoy knew that if he didn't seize this opportunity, Harry would definitely see the Golden Snitch.

Sure enough, just moments after he rushed out, Harry also rushed towards the Golden Snitch.

Fortunately, Malfoy was already a little ahead of Harry.

Malfoy felt that there was still hope for him.

Two broomsticks charged in the air, and a burst of noisy shouts erupted from the surrounding stands.

The spectators couldn't clearly see where the Snitch was, but they thought the two Seekers saw it.

Malfoy tried his best, and finally, the Golden Snitch was within his reach.

But at that moment, Malfoy was horrified to find that Harry was already beside him, and just a little ahead.

At that moment, Malfoy laughed almost without thinking.

Then there was a scream of terror from the stands.

Malfoy bumped into Harry, causing both men to lose their balance.

They fell crookedly to the ground like birds that had lost their wings.

But before hitting the ground, Harry had already pulled up his broomstick and raised his right hand.

In his hands was the Golden Snitch.

As the referee's whistle sounded, the game was over.

There was a burst of cheers from the stands, mixed with the roar of lions.

Harry smiled excitedly.

No one noticed that Malfoy did not hit the ground in the end. He pulled up the broomstick at the last moment, but no one cared.

The game is over.

Gryffindor was in a frenzy.

And Slytherin naturally left sadly.

…

The Gryffindors celebrated late into the night, and Harry thought everything was so wonderful that even Umbridge was the reason why they came up with the bright idea of ​​having secret lessons.

There had never been such a perfect time. Harry looked at Hermione next to him and was simply intoxicated.

He still hasn't forgotten the troubles he encountered at the end of the summer vacation and the complaints in his heart, but there is no need to think about those now.

Ron and the other Gryffindors had already gone back to their dormitories, they were too tired from the party.

There were only two people in the Gryffindor common room, Harry and Hermione.

So they kissed each other.

Harry was very grateful to Hermione. He had always felt that Hermione deliberately let these people learn Defense Against the Dark Arts in private to protect themselves.

Pretty much the same actually.

But just as Harry was intoxicated by the humidity, another voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"You've got your eye on him, then prepare a trap..."

"I want him to die impressively!"

Hermione noticed something strange: "Harry?"

Harry shook his head: "Nothing..."

Then he sighed: "We should go back."

Hermione blushed and nodded: "Oh, yes, you just played a game and you are indeed too tired."

"Good night, Harry."

Then the two of them walked into the dormitory separately.

But Harry's night was actually not peaceful.

He tossed and turned in his bed, unable to sleep.

Voldemort is going to kill someone.

Although he didn't know who his target was, Harry knew that it must be someone who was still resisting Voldemort.

And there was another question, Harry didn't know if Voldemort could also feel Harry's thoughts.

Even if it was even possible, it made Harry's skin stand on end just thinking about it.

And he didn't dare tell anyone about it.

Harry didn't fall asleep until almost dawn.

But what he didn't expect was that there would be something unhappy waiting for him the next morning.

In the classroom that Snape chose for Harry and Malfoy, he was looking at Harry with an expressionless face.

"You guys start practicing with each other first."

This can be considered a fixed arrangement. Only after practicing with each other, Snape will say a few words based on the performance of the two.

Harry looked at Malfoy, who had just lost to him yesterday. Despite his desperate efforts, he still failed to win the game.

Now Harry looked at Malfoy with the confidence of a winner.

But the results of the practice made it impossible for Harry to remain confident.

Snape made a rare direct comment.

"You haven't made any progress so far, Harry. It's true that you haven't missed a single lesson, but..."

Snape didn't say anything further, but Harry still felt disappointed and embarrassed.

This was in front of Malfoy.

Although Malfoy still had a gloomy look on his face, he obviously hadn't forgotten yesterday's failure.

"Relatively speaking, Malfoy, you have done a good job and have already started."

Malfoy nodded, then gave Harry a malicious look.

Snape shook his head: "That's the end of today's class. You can take a break or use this time to think clearly."

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