Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 60: No Sportsmanship
According to the rules of Quidditch, the team that catches the Golden Snitch first will get 150 points.

At the same time, the game will end directly.

This means that as long as the score difference between the two sides does not exceed 150 points, the side that catches the thief will win.

So when the Golden Snitch appeared, Harry and the Slytherin Seeker naturally rushed towards the Golden Snitch without hesitation.

The startup times of the two are almost the same, and they start out neck and neck.

But Harry had earned the title of the youngest Seeker in a century.

They clearly started at the same time, but relying on their special flying posture and equipment advantages, they quickly opened up a whole body length between themselves and the opponent.

Anyone with a little bit of vision could see that, barring any unexpected events, Harry would definitely catch the Golden Snitch.

Snape, who took in this scene, had no idea what he was thinking, and there was a hint of obvious disgust in his eyes.

Not far to his right, Quirrell, who was staring at Harry, suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Hermione, who had been hiding nearby, saw this scene and quickly clenched her wand.

Are you finally taking action?
Just as Harry was about to catch the Snitch, something strange happened.

There was a loud bang, and Slytherin captain Marcus Flint flew from the side and hit Harry directly.

Under the strong impact, the Nimbus 2000 under Harry's crotch suddenly deviated from its direction.

Fortunately, because Sherlock had reminded him earlier, Harry was mentally prepared.

At this moment, he encountered a sudden change and immediately grabbed the broom tightly.

The whole audience immediately erupted in loud boos.

Ms. Huo Qi blew the whistle to interrupt the game.

She flew to Flint in anger and strongly condemned his behavior.

Gryffindor was then awarded a free kick in front of the goalpost.

"Flint did it on purpose!"

Ron roared angrily.

Dean yelled even louder: "Flaggrudging foul, send him off, referee! Give him a red card!"

"You can't send people off in Quidditch," Ron heard Dean say, feeling a little regretful. "Also, what's a red card?"

Hagrid agreed with Thomas at this time, "They should change the rules of the game. Flint almost knocked Harry down in the air."

"He's going to pay the price."

Sherlock looked at the tall Flint and said lightly.

Ron, Hagrid, Dean and others suddenly felt that the temperature around them seemed to have dropped by several degrees.

Angelina Johnson scored the free kick, making the score 20-10, Gryffindor took the lead again and the interrupted game resumed.

But as a result, the Golden Snitch disappeared from everyone's sight.

This inevitably makes people feel a little regretful.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

Because of Sherlock's reminder, he remained on edge from beginning to end.

I even thought that Flint's brutal charge just now was also done by Quirrell.

But now it seems that it was the other party's personal behavior.

All I can say is that this is a player with no sportsmanship and corrupt moral character.

This made Harry even begin to suspect whether the other person had Korean ancestry.

After strongly condemning his opponent in his heart, Harry, who was wandering high in the sky again, felt a little bored. This thought suddenly came to his mind:
"Could it be that Sherlock made a mistake?
Even if Quirrell really wanted to harm me, he wouldn't be crazy enough to do it in front of the whole school..."

However, just as this thought came to his mind, his broom suddenly shook frighteningly.

"Shit!"

Harry cursed.

He quickly abandoned his hope and immediately jumped on all fours, grabbing the broom tightly with both hands while holding it tightly with his knees.

Just a second later, he realized how wise he was.

The Nimbus 2000, which had been so easily controlled, completely disobeyed his control and began to fly rapidly through the air. Furthermore, it began to sway violently from side to side.

Obviously, the flying broom was intended to throw its owner, Harry, out of the air as it continued to spiral upward.

Sherlock was naturally the first to notice Harry's abnormality.

He quickly turned the telescope towards Quirrell.

Sure enough, Quirrell in the camera was staring at Harry intently.

Strangely, the other party did not speak as expected.

Sherlock reacted immediately.

Oh my god, it’s a silent spell!

He turned the camera back on Snape.

This person didn't stare at Harry like Quirrell did, probably because he hadn't noticed anything yet.

The main reason was that Slytherin had just thrown the Quaffle into the Gryffindor team's goal, tying the score again, which attracted the attention of most people, including Snape.

But Snape was Snape after all. He quickly discovered the problem and started to deal with it immediately.

At this time, only a few people noticed that the Nimbus 2000 was twitching and twisting wildly as if it had a seizure, carrying Harry higher and higher, away from the stadium.

Ron, who was warned by Sherlock, immediately became anxious: "Sherlock!"

"I don't know what Harry is up to," muttered Hagrid, not realizing the seriousness of the problem. "If I didn't know him so well, I'd think he couldn't control his broom..."

"You're right," Sherlock said, his eyes stern as he handed the binoculars to Ron. "Keep an eye on him!"

This "he" naturally refers to Snape.

Ron grabbed the binoculars and saw Snape standing in the middle of the stands opposite them, his eyes fixed on Harry and muttering to himself.

"What is he doing? Something bad?"

"On the contrary, he's protecting Harry!"

After saying this, Sherlock raised his wand.

A purple firework exploded from the tip of his wand.

Now that you have the answer you want, it's time to take action.

At this point, no matter how slow-witted the others were, they noticed that something was wrong.

Lee Jordan said quickly: "What's wrong with Potter? There seems to be something wrong with his broom! Oh my God, he can't control himself!"

Madam Huo Qi was also a little confused and hesitated whether she should end the game.

At this moment, Marcus Flint once again showed his unsportsmanlike side and took advantage of the opportunity to catch the Quaffle and shoot it three times in a row.

But the Gryffindor team members were all focused on Harry and no one paid any attention to him.

A group of people surrounded Harry and tried to take him to a safe area first.

However, before they could get close, the broom rose again, leaving them far behind.

On the other side of the stands, Hermione, who was lying in ambush near Quirrell, saw Harry's situation and was worried.

Like Sherlock, she guessed that Quirrell was casting a silent spell.

Just thinking of Sherlock's previous instructions, he managed to be patient and not interfere.

Her anxious eyes kept moving back and forth between Harry, Quirrell, and Sherlock's position below the banner.

There were several times when she almost couldn't help but take action, but in the end she chose to believe Sherlock.

She interlaced her fingers in her lap and prayed silently that Harry was okay.

at last.

A purple firework rose in the direction of the banner.

Hermione immediately realized that it was Sherlock's signal to her.

Without a word, she drew her wand and whispered the spell she had prepared long ago.

Soon, a bright blue flame leaped from the wand and flew straight towards the hem of Quirrell's robes.

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(End of this chapter)