Harry Potter's Dharma

Even though it was raining heavily, Zheng Fan wasn't affected at all. He was like an eagle flying through the field. Before anyone could discover his position, he had already smashed the ball into the goal.

No matter how unwilling Ravenclaw was, when they saw the score of 170: 10, they had no choice but to admit defeat. Just like Gryffindor, Zheng Fan gave them a score that they would never be able to overtake. Even if their ball finder found the Golden Snitch, it would be impossible for them to change their fate of defeat.

Looking at Zheng Fan flying high in the sky, Ravenclaw's Quidditch team captain sighed. He suddenly hoped that Slytherin would catch the Golden Snitch quickly. There was no motivation to continue playing this game!

Even those 10 points were probably given to Zheng Fan because his girlfriend, Hermione, was a student of Ravenclaw.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Taking advantage of the light rain, Zheng Fan flew to the team and said, "Guys, let Ravenclaw score a few goals later, do you hear me?

I'll make sure they don't catch the Golden Snitch. "

One of the team members raised his hand. "Captain, I have a question!"

"Speak."

"Why is your team uniform dry?!

As the captain, you're actually giving yourself preferential treatment! "

Zheng Fan sneered. "Quidditch is a sport where you have to overcome all difficulties and obstacles. How can you back down just because of a little rain?

You're not Quidditch at all! "

The team member was furious. He had never seen such a shameless captain!

After casually letting Ravenclaw score a few goals, Zheng Fan started to attack again. At this time, the rain was much lighter and everyone could see him clearly.

Looking at the slowly approaching Zheng Fan, Ravenclaw's goalkeeper took a deep breath. He had to stop this ball!

As a seventh-grade student, he was much stronger than Zheng Fan, a first-grade student. No matter how strong Zheng Fan's magic was or how talented he was at flying, he would be able to make Zheng Fan return empty-handed!

Thinking of this, he stared at Zheng Fan closely and began to judge Zheng Fan's route.

His eyes lit up when he saw what was inside.

Maybe it was because the previous goal was too easy, but Zheng Fan was underestimating his opponent now!

With such a simple flight path, he had completely exposed his intention to shoot!

If he had been a little unconfident just now, he had no doubt that he could block Zheng Fan's shot now!

Sure enough, the moment the ball flew past the goal, Zheng Fan threw the ball towards the goal on the right.

"Success!!"

Ravenclaw's goalkeeper roared and opened his arms to block the ball.

Seeing this scene, the host was also fired up. "Look!

Jie Wei intercepted Zheng Fan's ball!

He did it!

This was the first time Zheng Fan had been stopped from shooting ever since he joined the competition!

I'm afraid this is … sh * t!! "

Professor Flitwick, who was watching from the side, suddenly shouted, "No!

You can't catch this ball! "He didn't even notice the host cursing.

Under everyone's gaze, Ravenclaw's goalkeeper, Jie Wei, reached out to stop Zheng Fan's ball.

Yes, he did stop Zheng Fan's ball.

But in the next second, the huge force from the ball made him pee his pants!

How is this a f * cking ball!

It's like a train charging straight at him!

Within half a second of touching the ball, Jie Wei let go of his hand without hesitation. Even so, his wrist was still dislocated. The Ghost Fly ball slammed into the goal, creating a ring of air!

The audience was stunned. What was going on?

Did Zheng Fan cast a spell on his ball?

The host subconsciously looked at Professor Flitwick. He was a respected figure in the audience, and it was Professor Flitwick who had shouted for the goalkeeper not to catch the ball. Flitwick must know what was going on!

Under everyone's gaze, Flitwick took a deep breath and looked at Zheng Fan from afar.

"It's strength. The strength of the ball just now was terrifying. A normal human would not be able to catch it. If I'm not wrong, Zheng Fan used some secret technique or magic potion to increase his physical fitness. Now, his strength is like a small dragon!"

Flitwick's words were heard by the host's microphone. Suddenly, the sound of people sucking in cold breaths could be heard.

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A humanoid dragon. This description was no longer an exaggeration when used on Zheng Fan.

In the Slytherin seats, the members of the Prefectural Leaders' Meeting were all drunk.

"F * ck, a humanoid dragon. It's all thanks to Professor Flitwick's guidance. Otherwise, I would have thought that my strength had regressed!"

"All the gold coins I lost, that evil Mr. Zheng!!"

"If anyone dares to compete with Mr. Zheng in terms of strength in the future, I'll smash their brains with a spell!"

Victory came without any suspense, and after this match, Slytherin had officially won the School Championship Cup without any suspense. Even if Dumbledore forcefully gave Gryffindor a lot of points like in the original novel, it would not change the outcome.

By the way, the Golden Cat Thief was not caught by Zheng Fan, but by Higgins himself. Zheng Fan was very relieved.

As for Hermione, although she was a little unwilling, she was more than happy. Compared to her boyfriend, what was the academy?

On the other side, Gryffindor displayed his strength. Under Snape's supervision, they won against Chippudge in less than five minutes, which made Snape very unhappy.

Three days after the competition, Snape suddenly looked for Zheng Fan. Of course, it wasn't because of Quidditch, but because he had discovered something that made him uneasy!

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He was working overtime and came back very late. He was covered in sweat.

The boss inexplicably took out a pile of work done last year and the year before and asked us to reorganize it. It was a project that could kill us.

Why was life so difficult?

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