DNF Meets Harry Potter

At the highly anticipated Quidditch stadium, the players of the two teams walked out of their colleges with excitement and waved with confidence and confidence ...

Karl and Nyali arrived early, and finally occupied a few good seats. In front of them is the Ravenclaw players. They must see the lions and snakes well.

"Look at the game! The gold commentator Mr. Harris is about to start his talk show ..."

Alex soon noticed that the two teams had been neatly dressed and began to officially enter the field, and at the moment the cheers on the scene also reached the peak, and fireworks burst into the sky and burst into a vivid gold The red giant lion roared provocatively at the seat opposite Slytherin!

The Slytherins next door were not to be outdone. Some senior wizards pointed their wands toward the sky. The silver-green serpent spitted Nobuko and stretched his body in the air without fear.

"Now, pay attention! Listen to my whistle! Three ... two ... one, start!" Mrs. Huo Qi, the referee in the middle of the field, shouted loudly after releasing the golden snitch.

In an instant, the members of the two teams rushed into the sky with their brooms like arrows. The fierce competition immediately started in full swing, and the screams of the little wizards on the field also reached their peak. This had to allow Karl to play a closed ear plug for himself. This decibel is really too high ...

Compared to the excitement of other little wizards, Karl is much more free. I saw that he narrowed his eyes casually, and began to observe the mistakes of both sides.

"Look, Marcus can't hold it there. Obviously Angelina made a fake move ..."

Karl knocked at the seeds and said lightly. Although he doesn't understand Quidditch very much, the ball game is ultimately the same, and as long as he scores the ball and does not get a red card, he can do anything.

Facts proved that Karl expected well. George hurried over on Angelina's side and kicked the ghost ball into the ring.

"Look, it's a wonderful cooperation, Gryffindor scored a goal!"

The field commentator Lee Jordan saw the first goal of his own college, and the extremely excited voice accompanied the effect of the magic of the amplification of the sound throughout the entire field.

"They are too happy, sometimes the equipment can really crush all sao operations, not to mention the Slytherins are not weak ..."

Nyari threw a vanilla wand in her mouth, and the little wizards watching Gryffindor watching the seats were about to jump up excitedly, shaking their heads as if they were scoring goals.

Soon, Nyari ’s guess was fulfilled. With the latest optical wheel 2001, the Slytherins were faster than Gryffindor. Only half an hour after the start of the game, the score has reached three to nine ...

"I think the two of you can switch to become fortune tellers ..."

Alex said a little speechlessly.

"If Gryffindor can't catch the golden thief here, it's almost a losing situation.

Gee ~ The game is still distracting. Wood is going to be cold. There is one goalkeeper missing. They may be more difficult later ... "

Carl rubbed his forehead and looked at telling the roaming ball rushing towards Wood, knowing he couldn't hide. At the next moment, tell the flying roaming ball with a strong kinetic energy to directly hit his sweeping seven-star broom ...

"If Wood is in the spirit of God, believe me, the only thing that burst is the walking ball, Quidditch is also a sport that needs to burn money ..."

Watching Wood miserably end, Carl pursed his lips and said with some helplessness, Harry had also asked him before to ask if he could borrow the Spirit of God in the game.

He had always refused to invite good friends for the first time. He was Ravenclaw. How can such a strategic weapon be borrowed casually during the game? If he borrowed it, would he still want to get mixed up in Ravenclaw? I'm afraid it's not a whole Ravenclaw joke without a ghost ...

"Wait! Is there something wrong with this roaming ball, why only chase Harry?"

When Philip watched with relish, he suddenly noticed something was wrong, and after the smashing Wood's broom, the roaming ball followed behind Harry's buttocks aggressively, chasing it with a strong attack.

"Harry, be careful, something is wrong with the ball!"

On the edge of the field, Fred chasing the ghost flying ball, watching Harry's strange reaction quickly reacted, kicked his arm and began to play his role as a batter, a fierce stick will fly towards Harry's roaming ball flew out a dozen meters away.

Looking at the roaming ball away from him, Harry gasped for a little happily, but before he had time to thank Fred, he saw the roaming ball that was flying flying suddenly stopped the trend of flying back in the air ~ www.readwn.com ~ The reorganization reentangles itself again.

Perhaps it was because the last time the accident was unsuccessful, this time the speed was more fierce, and full horsepower was hit against Harry's broom.

"Huh ~? Is it that Dobby is doing things again? But I will bully Harry if I beat it, which is too inferior!"

Karl is now speechless to Dobby. I don't know what the brain circuit of the goods is thinking, so surprising ...

"Poor Harry, what a disaster. It's been a long time since I came to Hogwarts. Quidditch was **** by Quirrell last year and by Dobby again this year. It's so miserable ..."

Looking at the crazy walking ball, he was a little hesitant whether he would take the shot to solve this trouble. It is more than enough to face him and his 1v1 Imperial City PK himself, let alone just a magic manipulator, think at his magic level Solving is really easy.

But the game is still going on at the moment, so should it interfere with the normal game?

"Mrs. Huo Qi! There is something wrong with the ball, I request to terminate the game!"

The captain Wood, who was originally lifted off the field with some pain on the stretcher, was anxious when he saw Harry's state of embarrassment.

Harry is the treasure of their team, which determines the final C position of the game, but can't bump it, otherwise the next player will play a hammer without the player. He went off as a goalkeeper, anyway, there is a substitute, but there is no substitute for the golfer.

"No! Don't stop, I can persevere, I see the Golden Snitch!" Facing his captain's decision, Harry retorted loudly.

The opportunity is not lost, and the loss will not come again. Gryffindor has fallen too far behind Slytherin. The golden thief is in front of him. That is the only chance to overturn the game. He must hold it tight!