Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 169 Another victory!
The field was in full swing, and every Ravenclaw player was "accidentally" bumped into and hit by Bludgers from time to time.

But they all gritted their teeth and persisted, trying their best to avoid every Slytherin player around them, trying to fight for captain Jonny's shooting opportunities while preventing Slytherin from scoring.

Harry could see clearly. Suddenly, he saw Terrence, the Slytherin seeker, suddenly rushing straight in one direction.

Golden Snitch?
Harry could only follow closely.

However, what greeted Harry was a Bludger flying from his side.

"Harry, get out of the way." Even though the chaser Henry rushed over, he was knocked down hard and hit his head.

Harry looked to the side and saw Bol, Slytherin's batter, and Terrence in front of Harry stopped. He didn't see the Golden Snitch at all.

Bol and Terrence looked at each other and smiled. They did it deliberately and premeditated!

"Cheating!" Ron stood up.

"Send him off, referee! Red card!" shouted Gryffindor's Dean Thomas, completely forgetting that this wasn't football.

Mrs. Huo Qi blew the silver whistle, and the game was temporarily over.

Bol fouled and Ravenclaw made a free throw, but Harry understood that this would not hurt Slytherin at all. If Harry was knocked down, the Golden Snitch would almost belong to Slytherin. With 150 points, free throws are nothing. Woolen cloth.

The Slytherins in the crowd jeered.

Henry was caught by a soft pad created by Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration, but he was unable to compete at all.

Just when everyone was nervous, a man came over from the stands, it was Roger.

"Captain, let me come!" Roger said with tears in his eyes, "Captain, I want to play Quidditch."

"Johnny, come on like Davis, we can't lose." Henry murmured.

Then, he was knocked down by Professor McGonagall's stun spell and was carried to the school doctor's office.

"Okay, we must not lose this time." Captain Johnny nodded.

"Everyone, do you believe me?" Roger continued, and everyone else nodded. After all, it was now, and Roger's tactics had already helped them win once.

"Harry, everyone, for a while I, Jonny, and Phoenix will all follow Slytherin's chasers to prevent them from scoring."

"Dennis, Woody, you two pester the batter."

"Our next goal is to pester them and give Harry a chance to find the Golden Snitch."

"If someone attacks Harry, we will just put down the task at hand and help Harry block it." Roger concluded.

With a whistle, the game started again.

"After the despicable and evil Slytherin committed a foul, Ravenclaw's Chaser Henry was substituted and replaced by the previous acting captain Roger Davis. Ravenclaw took the free throw. Good! The ball went in! - Now it's Slytherin and Ravenclaw 60:10 - Montague got the Quaffle - What's going on? The Ravenclaw players are all tightly entangled with the Slytherin players."

A golden stream of light flew past Flint's ear, and Harry saw the snitch. He felt excited and dived down,

Chasing that golden stream of light.

Slytherin's Seeker Terrence Higgins also saw it.

The two of them rushed towards the Snitch side by side - the Ravenclaw players separated from their originally entangled opponents one by one, blocking Terrence's path and blocking possible attacks from other directions for Harry. .

The Slytherins tried to stop it, but it was too late.

Then Harry stopped diving and raised his arms in triumph, the Snitch firmly grasped in his hand.

The stands were boiling.

And at the same time Harry caught the Golden Snitch.

boom!
Terrence hit the Ravenclaw goalkeeper hard. You must know that the goalkeeper is often the strongest player among all players. Although Terence was a big man for the ball seeker, he still fell heavily to the ground, and the goalkeeper whose name Harry still didn't know just rubbed his shoulders and grinned.

The game ended in chaos.

"Ravenclaw committed a foul. Is a goalkeeper who leaves the goal still called a goalkeeper?" Twenty minutes later, Flint was still yelling angrily, but it had no effect at all - Ravenclaw did not violate any rules. Lee Jordan was still shouting the result of the game with joy - Ravenclaw won by 160 points to 60 points.

Harry didn't hear any of this, though.

He returned to Hagrid's hut with Ron and Draco, where the owner was making him a cup of strong tea.

But the strange thing is that when we first arrived at the hut, all the curtains were tightly drawn, even though Hagrid was not at home just now.

The heat in the cabin was stifling.

Despite the warm, sunny day, there was a roaring fire in the fireplace.

"Hagrid, what's that?" Ron pointed to the fireplace recklessly. When Hagrid was pouring tea, he saw with sharp eyes a big black egg lying in the center of the fire, under the kettle.

"Merlin's beard! I forgot to block it!" Hagrid pulled off a handful of his beard.

"It's the egg of a Norwegian Ridgeback. You, no, Hagrid, how did you get it - it's very rare, really rare." Without paying attention, Malfoy was already squatting by the fireplace, looking at it obsessively. Got the dragon egg.

"You know your stuff!" Hagrid stopped pretending that he couldn't see Draco.

In his eyes, Slytherins are all bad people, and his father is a Death Eater, and he is the worst of the bad.

But someone who knows and even loves dragons so well must be a good person. Why am I like this?

Isn't it the same as Slytherin to discriminate against others? Hagrid thought this after communicating with Draco about the hatching of dragon eggs.

"Listen, I read it in "Raising Dragons for Fun and Profit" - it's very comprehensive. The eggs are put in the fire because their mother breathes on them. When it hatches, every Feed it a bucket of brandy and chicken blood for half an hour." Hagrid took out a book from under the pillow and gestured to Malfoy, who still didn't want to call Draco by his first or last name.

"Brandy? No, no, no, it shouldn't be like this. Brandy will only make the hatched dragons' flames more powerful and more aggressive."

"Tsk tsk, with all due respect, it's just the wooden house you live in." Draco frowned, but he didn't care about Hagrid calling him "you", he did the same.

Instead, he wondered where this rough guy could get such a precious dragon egg.

"Really?" Hagrid took out his quill and wrote down something in a notebook no bigger than his palm. He was about to continue asking questions, but was interrupted by Ron.

"Where did you get it, Hagrid?" Ron also squatted by the fireplace, squeezing Draco with his body, looking jealous. After all, he was the one who met Hagrid first, "It must have cost you A lot of money!"

"I earned it," Hagrid said. "Last night, I was drinking in the village and playing cards with a stranger. To be honest, the man was probably just dying to get rid of it."

Draco frowned. During this period, Harry tried to persuade Hagrid to note that this was illegal, but Hagrid didn't listen at all. He was fiddling with the fire and humming a tune happily.

He continued to ask Draco some questions from time to time.

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