From Hogwarts to Strixhaven.

Chapter 80: Gran Points
"Excellent Wonski feint! It was thrilling, but no one hit the ground!"

After the low exclamations of everyone in the stands, there was Lee Jordan's passionate commentary. Professor McGonagall beside him looked frightened and was pressing one hand on her chest, trying to calm the rhythm of her heartbeat in her chest.

Harry wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned sideways to check his broom. Just when he was trying to lift it into the air, he felt a part of his broom scrape against the ground.

It now appears that the footrests and tail branches have varying degrees of damage.

"Nice flying." It was Ivy's voice, and Harry turned his head.

Ivy still maintained his elegant image, as if he was not the one who dived down desperately just now. Looking at his confident and calm appearance, Harry felt a little angry for no reason.

"Hey, Ivy!" Harry shouted, trying to distract Ivy in this way, "You're not in a hurry at all, are you? Even if I catch the Golden Snitch in the end, even if Slytherin's victory has nothing to do with your performance today?"

"Poor rhetoric." Ivy still looked calm and composed. "Victory has already been in my pocket. It makes no difference whether I take it with my own hands or sit here and wait for them to bring it to me."

I couldn't shake him. He lived to be 144 years old, and in his eyes, this game might have been just a little fight between children.

"Why are you competing?" Harry roared. "Why are you just sneaking in among us like nothing happened? You're just... This isn't fair!"

"There is no such thing as fairness in the world." Ivy's tone was as calm as the expression on his face. "Fairness is only the mercy of the strong for the weak, and the self-restraint of the strong. As for participating in this competition, it is my duty as a member of Slytherin, just like studying hard and making progress every day is our duty as Hogwarts students."

Of course Ivy was willing to just sit there and chat with Harry, because Slytherin's strategy for this game was so simple and crude. Before the Golden Snitch was caught by one of the parties, they would try their best to expand the score to more than 150 points by taking advantage of the performance difference on the broomsticks.

In addition to the advantages brought by Nimbus 2001, Ivy's training also played a big role. The three Chasers could completely ignore the interference of the other side and bring the ball all the way to the goal; the two Beaters could even use their bodies to block the harassment of the Bludgers for the Chasers; and the Goalkeeper blocked all three goals tightly by himself.

The game started to become boring, Slytherin held the ball and attacked, Slytherin ran rampant, and Slytherin successfully scored. Maybe there would be one or two harmless fouls in between, but they had no direct impact on the progress of the game.

Just like in MOBA games, the veteran Sion is only focused on the opponent's crystal. Slytherin just grasped the main contradiction of the game and successfully developed a set of game understanding that can crush the opponent.

"No matter how strong I am or how many years I have lived, the one sitting on this broom facing you is still just a first-year student..." Ivy was about to continue her long speech to delay the game when she realized that Harry's eyes were never on her.

Harry suddenly started the broom and flew sideways from Ivy. Not far away, the Gryffindor Weasley twins were pointing him in the direction of the Golden Snitch with funny movements. They didn't shout because they didn't want Ivy to get the information as well.

However, Ivy was still faster, not to mention that Harry's Nimbus 2000 had a slight scratch on the ground during Wonski's previous fake move, and was now flying a little crookedly.

"Not interested in continuing the conversation, Harry?"

Harry was horrified to find that Ivy's voice was still as steady as ever, as if the wind from the high-speed flight did not exist for him. Harry tried to open his mouth to respond, but the cold wind blew straight into his stomach. Harry, who was going to save some food for the night, immediately closed his mouth again and turned his head away to stop accepting Ivy's interference.

The score now was 120:30, with Slytherin leading by 90 points. Harry knew that if Gryffindor still had a chance of winning, it would be in this short flight.

In addition to the two Seekers chasing the Golden Snitch, everyone else on the field also became restless.

Adrian Puse (Troll Number Two) violently knocked Gryffindor Chaser Alicia Spinnet off her broom, but few people paid much attention except for the medical staff.

Wood and Flint butted heads in front of Gryffindor's gate and almost came to blows.

Fred and George hit the Bludger at the flying Ivy, but the Slytherin mountain troll brothers stopped it with their bodies and quickly retaliated.

The entire arena was in chaos, with emergency situations everywhere that Madam Hooch had to deal with, but no one had the power to stop the game while the Seekers were chasing the Snitch unless they all lost their target.

Harry lowered his broom and ducked his head to avoid the Slytherin goalkeeper who stood in front of him. The Golden Snitch brought them to the Slytherin half.

He thought that in addition to facing Ivy, he would also be disturbed by the Slytherin players, but in the end, there were only the Golden Snitch and two Seekers flying around the three copper pillars of the ball frame.

Harry looked back and found that his teammates had been entangled with Slytherin's trolls since some time ago. It was a very tragic scene. Everyone was trying their best to stop the opponent from leaving, just to help Harry clear some obstacles on his flight path.

"We are brave and fearless, we are selfless, we are Gryffindor." Harry gritted his teeth and muttered to himself, while reaching out to grab the Golden Snitch that seemed to be within reach.

The broom was shaking, and Ivy had somehow stuck to him. It was impossible to stabilize the broom with one hand, not to mention that Harry's Nimbus 2000 almost fell to the ground and broke into two pieces.

Glancing at Ivy, who was as calm as a rock, a bold idea suddenly popped into Harry's mind. He began to try to stand up on the broom, taking both hands off the handles used to stabilize the direction, and pounced forward ignoring Ivy's interference.

Harry almost hit the Snitch, but because of the previous feint by Wronski, the Nimbus 2000 under his butt scraped against the ground, and even the pedals were damaged. So when Harry jumped on the crooked pedals, his whole body inevitably tilted in the direction of the damaged broom, and he missed the Snitch regretfully.

"Oh, fuck." That was Harry's last thought as he saw the ground getting closer.

However, the power coming from his waist brought him back to his senses. Invisible hands lifted him up. Harry looked back and saw that it was Ivy who was casting the spell. He also noticed that the Golden Snitch was shining in his hand.

(End of this chapter)