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However, just as Dolly was worrying about what Qiu Zhang would say, Qiu Zhang simply winked at Dolly and then said a sentence in Chinese.

"This is a game we won for you."

Then he showed the Golden Snitch to everyone before flying in circles towards his teammates and celebrating with them.

The people around Dolly looked at each other, not knowing what Cho Chang had said.

Hermione quickly gripped Dolly's hand, her voice trembling with nervousness, and asked, "What did she say? Could it be something strange?"

"Why use Chinese at this time? Can't we use a language we can understand?"

Dolly squeezed Hermione's fingers, let out a soft sigh, and said, "I don't know either. Although I'm very interested in the East, how could I possibly understand such complicated language?"

"I'll say hello, thank you."

"I think she's probably thanking my flying broom. You can see that the two Seekers' speeds are not even in the same league."

Hermione nodded with some skepticism, after all, she couldn't imagine Cho Chang saying anything strange in this situation.

Hermione quickly put the tension behind her and began to enjoy the victory.

After all, this is not just a victory for Cho Chang, but a victory for the entire Ravenclaw community.

Soon, Qiu Zhang and the others were ushered to the auditorium for a lunch reserved exclusively for the victors—well, that meant there were more fruit juices to choose from, since there was no butterbeer available.

However, this led to a midday celebration for the entire Ravenclaw community, while Hufflepuff remained dejected.

After all, they used to be on par with Ravenclaw, but this year they were completely outmatched by Ravenclaw. How could such a huge gap not be painful?

Gryffindor was quite lively, but Harry remained silent, becoming even more nervous.

Both are Seekers making their debuts. How far can he go tomorrow? Will he perform as well as Chocho did today?

He also has the latest broomsticks to sweep away the seven stars, and the whole team has changed their equipment. How could they possibly lose?

Wood, the captain of the Gryffindor team, noticed Harry's nervousness and comforted him, saying, "Tomorrow, as long as you hold off their Seeker, we'll definitely win."

"Remember Cho Chang's performance? Seekers don't necessarily have to chase the Golden Snitch like crazy. You and we can work together to break up Slytherin."

Although Wood said that, he was still amazed by Cho Chang's performance.

Because Akiharu is not only good at brooms and flying, but also a smart ball finder.

Having brains is often the key factor in determining a player's ceiling.

It was Qiu Zhang's intelligence that completely killed the game.

"If only your sister hadn't given that broom to Qiu Zhang."

Ron looked at the celebrating Ravenclaw and sighed, but immediately noticed that Harry and the other person were staring at him with displeasure.

Ron quickly said, "Uh, I was just saying that offhand. After all, she's a Ravenclaw member."

“Harry, don’t worry about Cho Chang, we won’t be able to see her tomorrow anyway.” Fred, who was not far away, also turned around and spoke.

George chimed in, "If you kill the Slytherin squad, you'll be our hero."

Then the two brothers said together, "We'll throw you into the sky together then."

Harry quickly refused, as he didn't want to be used as a punching bag, but he couldn't help but start imagining tomorrow's game.

For the next half day, Dolly and Hermione did not see Cho Chang.

Qiu Zhang was exhausted. Although the competition was short, she would need time to recover both physically and mentally afterwards.

The two men saw her again the next day at breakfast.

"I'm very curious about what you said to Dolly yesterday."

Hermione couldn't resist asking the question that had been bothering her all night. Cho Chang smiled and said, "I won't tell you."

Hermione gaped, looking incredulous, before finally gritting her teeth and saying, "Aren't we friends?"

"You're going to tell Dolly, but not me?"

"I didn't tell Dolly either, since she wouldn't understand anyway, right?"

Cho Chang's matter-of-fact words left Hermione speechless for a moment.

She frowned, then felt relieved.

Since Dolly couldn't understand it, and neither could she, then wasn't it just Cho Chang talking to himself?

Then the three of them started talking about yesterday's match, and even Hermione seemed to want to continue.

The fervent atmosphere on the field is indeed contagious, even for someone like Hermione who isn't particularly fond of Quidditch.

However, Harry on the other side was in a much worse situation, with Cho Chang's condition mirroring that of yesterday.

He was even looking at Dolly with a resentful gaze, as if asking her why she didn't comfort him.

Yesterday, Dolly fed Cho Chang without any regard for others, and that scene has become a legend after Cho Chang won the match. Everyone says that Dolly's feeding of Cho Chang was at least half the credit.

Of course, this is just a joke. Dolly really deserves half the credit for giving Akio the Koh-Ring 2001, and this news has already spread since yesterday's competition.

After all, the broom's amazing performance couldn't be hidden.

Cho Chang noticed Harry's gaze and nudged Dolly, saying, "Aren't you going to take care of your brother, like you did yesterday?"

Dolly said matter-of-factly, "Boys should be able to support themselves, but if he really wants someone to feed him..."

"Cough cough."

Dolly said loudly, "Potter needs a lucky one to feed him now. Is there a girl willing to do this... or a boy would be fine too."

Harry's face immediately turned bright red, and Fred and George stood up like lightning. They looked around and found that no girl was competing with them—although some girls were indeed interested.

But to do to Harry what Dolly did to Cho Chang yesterday in this situation is not something an ordinary person can handle.

"Since no one is going to take it from us, then we'll go for it."

"Ron, Neville, you come too, let's make sure Harry has enough to eat and drink."

So, amidst Harry's loud refusal, Gryffindor erupted into chaos, as if celebrating a victory ahead of schedule.

Harry was a bit flustered, but he eventually ate his food properly, and his nervousness had long since vanished.

After all, Quidditch players only ride flying broomsticks to compete against Slytherins; at worst, they might die.

Being fed by four men while yelling "Ahhh!" with spoons and forks, that's pure torture!

The match was still scheduled for 11:00 AM, and Dory, Hermione, and Cho Chang waited together in the Ravenclaw stands for the start. Since it wasn't their match, Dory and the others didn't need to get too excited about participating.

Gryffindor also wanted to replicate Ravenclaw's grand spectacle from yesterday, but unfortunately, the spell exploded into a cloud of smoke at the end, clearly indicating that the demolition genius Seamus had intervened.

This nearly infuriated Professor McGonagall, who practically sprinted out of the commentary booth. Fortunately, Gryffindor Prefect Percy led the team to handle the situation, preventing Gryffindor from losing members of the audience before the match even started.

Dolly and the others were naturally drawn to the attention, but Dolly's attention was mostly focused on Quirrell.

In the original book, Quirrell took this opportunity to curse Harry's broom, trying to make Harry fall off the broom and die, while Snape tried to protect Harry.

If Quirrell intervenes again, it will undoubtedly be an opportunity for Dolly.

Even if we can't expose Quirrell, we should at least let him taste Dolly's wrath.

Of course, it would be best to expose Quirrell directly, but Dolly should be prepared for the possibility of Voldemort's counterattack.

Although Voldemort cannot cast spells, he can still kill people, and Dolly will not implicate innocent people.

Soon, the game officially started.

Amid the cheers of the audience, Dolly gripped the wand hidden in her sleeve.

In the other sleeve were fireworks seized from Malfoy.

93. Fireworks on Quirrell's head

The competition is about to begin.

Harry rose into the sky with the group, and involuntarily became nervous again.

This match pits Slytherin against Slytherin, who, while looking down on the other three houses equally, are also disliked by them.

But Gryffindor, who had the most conflicts with Slytherin, undoubtedly ranks first.

Therefore, when Slytherin and Gryffindor played Quidditch, the atmosphere was extremely tense, with Slytherin not hesitating to use various fouls to directly reduce the number of Gryffindor students.

Quidditch matches naturally have referees who will call fouls and penalize serious ones.

But overall, Quidditch is still a sport that encourages violence and conflict, as evidenced by the fact that they don't penalize players and have a special ball for hitting players.

Harry was worried that he would become a target of attack, but after watching from the air for a few minutes, he started to laugh like an idiot.

Because the entire Gryffindor team was equipped with Nimbus 2000, they had an overwhelming advantage over Slytherin in terms of equipment. This led to the Slytherin players initially wanting to attack the Gryffindor team—they had even gotten used to it.

But they soon discovered that in most cases, catching up with anyone was a pipe dream, and they couldn't even find a chance to fight back.

At best, they could only find opportunities to hit the wandering ball in an attempt to knock down the Gryffindor players, but due to a major problem with their speed control, the wandering ball's accuracy was almost zero.

So much so that by the time they wanted to cause trouble for Harry, the Gryffindor team was already leading by fifty points.

Fifty points isn't much; it's a score that can be easily turned around. But the question is, given this disparity in equipment, can Slytherin really limit Harry and steal the Golden Snitch?

Everything seemed to have returned to the pattern of yesterday's Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff match, but in that match, at least in the early stages when they scored with Quaffles, the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff teams traded wins and losses.

But now, Slytherin is on the verge of a complete breakdown.

The cheers from Slytherin in the stands had subsided considerably, while Gryffindor was now immersed in a sea of ​​joy.

A pair of eyes glanced at Malfoy, seemingly casually, because they both knew better than anyone that it was Malfoy's actions that allowed Dolly to procure a whole squad of the latest equipment for Gryffindor.

Malfoy's face also turned pale, and he clenched his fists.

He was supposed to be the pride of Slytherin, but now not only is his pride being trampled on, but he's even becoming a laughingstock in Slytherin. How can he accept this?

But whether Malfoy can accept it or not, there's really nothing he can do right now.

He could only hide in a corner, heartbroken, fantasizing that he could unleash a powerful attack in the future and completely crush Harry and his sister.

Just then, a cry of surprise rang out.

Malfoy quickly looked up and saw that everyone in the stands was pointing at Harry.

Harry's flying broomstick began to tumble and roll incessantly, and he could barely keep it from falling.