The King of Flags at Hogwarts

He then tragically lost his balance and crashed into the barrier in front of the stands.

"Harry!"

Bobby was getting annoyed.

Slytherin would stop at nothing to win, and she tolerated it. After all, in her eyes, she was just there to play a match at the request of Mama McGonagall. Winning or losing was not important to her, as long as she did her best.

But now, Harry Potter, his own blood cousin is being bullied, and that's something he can't tolerate.

Bobby's hair moved without wind. She changed her sitting posture, her buttocks leaving the broom. To be precise, she was now holding the broom between her legs.

The next moment, Boru rushed towards Flint, who was holding the Quaffle, like a cannonball.

"Miss Evans seems to have rested well, or perhaps she's been provoked by the Slytherin player's actions in hurting Harry Potter. She's now attacking Flint, and it seems she's trying to steal the Quaffle!"

Lee Jordan's voice grew louder and higher, even cracking at times.

"Poppy is so fast! So fast! Flint passed the ball. Indeed, at that speed, passing is the safest option!"

"Oh! What did I just see? Bobby did a 180-degree spin in mid-air! How did she manage to turn around without slowing down? That's amazing!"

"Bobby Evans! She hijacked the Quaffle!"

Will she repeat her previous blitzkrieg tactics and add another ten points to Gryffindor's tally?

"No, she didn't accelerate; that just seemed to be a small burst of speed!"

"The Slytherin Chaser swarmed around!"

"Bobby dodged the runaway ball! And George Weasley—oh, sorry, Fred Weasley—knocked the runaway ball back, aiming for Slytherin's Seeker, Terrence Higgs!"

"Oh dear, Higgs dodged that sneak attack."

"Look at Poppy! There's no way forward for her. Three Slytherins are blocking her way. Will she miss like she did with the first two shots?"

"Oh! Bobby went straight for it, she even accelerated! That's really unwise! Every one of the opposing chasers weighs at least fifty pounds more than her!"

Everyone watched Bobby nervously. For the first time today, Jady showed a tense expression, fearing Bobby might get hurt. How could someone like her be interested in such a barbaric sport as Quidditch? She wouldn't have even come if Bobby hadn't been participating.

With a loud thud, Bobby and Flint collided heavily, but surprisingly, Bobby was unharmed, while Flint was sent flying and crashed to the ground, bouncing several times and rolling more than thirty meters.

"Oh! Merlin's beard!" Lee Jordan exclaimed. "How did Poppy do that! She knocked Flint out of the way! Oh, Flint is in such a state, his arms and legs look broken, he looks like... Sorry, Poppy scored! 120 to 20!"

Continuing our previous topic, Flint seems to have paid the price for his ruthless actions today. His joints are at an incredible angle; that fall must have been quite severe! Hopefully, he recovers soon.

"Oh my god, Mrs. Hodge called a foul! Bobby just fouled! The score is invalid! Slytherin has to take the free throws."

"Unfortunately, Gryffindor has no goalkeeper, and George Weasley has been called in to fill the void!"

"What a pity! George couldn't block that shot, 110 to 30!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, our valiant Angelina Johnson has returned to the court after receiving simple treatment!"

The Gryffindor square erupted in cheers and thunderous applause.

The numbers on the field are now even. Although Slytherin has recovered ten points, Gryffindor is in high spirits.

"Poppy got the ball again, but she still didn't choose to rush forward. She still flew towards the opponent's goal at a leisurely pace. What is she trying to do?"

"Slytherin's Chasers are still blocking her way, but this time Poppy has a teammate! Will she choose to pass the ball?"

"No, Bobby Evans didn't pass the ball, she started accelerating again!"

"Puse and Monta panicked. Clearly, they didn't want to end up like Flint, completely mangled!"

"Monta couldn't dodge in time and was hit head-on by Bobby! Oh, poor man, he and his captain must have a good chat in their hospital beds!"

At this moment, a chorus of boos erupted from the Slytherin stands.

The little snakes shouted "Foul!" in an attempt to put pressure on Mrs. Hooch.

Of course, Bobby did commit a foul, and Slytherin got another free throw opportunity.

"110 to 40! Well, the game is getting interesting. Ladies and gentlemen, do you think Poppy can knock the last Slytherin Chaser, Derian Pursey, off the field?"

Lee Jordan's clearly biased commentary drew a barrage of angry criticism from his fans.

"Yes, Poppy got the ball, and just like before, she flew towards Slytherin's goal!"

"Our young lady didn't choose to charge this time; she let Drian Pusey off the hook. Indeed, he is one of the few clean players on the Slytherin team."

"Bobby scores! 120 to 40!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, they're back! They're all back! Gryffindor captain Oliver Wood and Chaser Arya Spinnet are back!"

Terence Higgs, as Slytherin's Seeker, is under immense pressure. If he fails to catch the Golden Snitch first, this match will be a crushing defeat for them.

Because it's clear that Flint and Monta are no longer likely to return to the field.

Fortunately, Harry Potter hasn't returned yet.

"The three Gryffindor Chaser began their show, using perfect passing and cutting to break through Slytherin's defense—of course, Slytherin's defense was almost empty."

"130 to 40!"

"140 to 40!"

……

"180 to 40! Another goal from Bobby Evans!"

"If Gryffindor scores just one more goal, they'll be leading by 150 points!"

The Slytherin audience began to roar wildly! It would be an absolute disgrace to let Gryffindor lead by 150 points and then have the Golden Snitch caught.

Because Harry Potter is back, Gryffindor has the chance to catch the Golden Snitch!

He had suffered some abrasions and his glasses had a lens missing.

But these were all minor matters; it was the scratch on the Nimbus 2000 that truly pained him.

Harry, wearing glasses with only half a lens, climbed to a great height.

My little cousin is really amazing; she single-handedly crushed Slytherin, even though her methods were a bit brutal.

But that was just giving them a taste of their own medicine. If Slytherin hadn't resorted to dirty tricks, my cousin wouldn't have done that... right?

probably not.

Suddenly, Harry saw a golden light in half of his clear vision.

The Golden Snitch!

The Golden Snitch's position was rather awkward, as it was actually on Angelina Johnson's buttocks!

The golden snitch flapped its wings, trying to fly away, but it got tangled in Angelina's clothing fibers.

No wonder we couldn't find it earlier. It turns out that when Angelina fell, she pinned the Golden Snitch to the ground. Then, as Angelina was carried away for treatment, the Golden Snitch was also taken away from the area.

That's really... great!

Harry rushed to Angelina's side and shouted, "Angelina, don't move!"

Angelina was very puzzled. She stopped, since Bobby had the ball now and a goal was a sure thing; they had already won.

"Harry, what's wrong?"

"Angelina, turn around!"

Angelina did as she was told, and then our savior, the troll slayer, the famous boy who survived, mercilessly slapped Angelina's butt!

The entire room erupted in uproar! Professor McGonagall was so shocked that she stood up abruptly.

Professor Snape remained expressionless throughout the match, but at this moment he did raise an eyebrow.

Hmph! No wonder he's James Porter's son.

Poppy played exceptionally well today, which should have made him happy, but the fact that his own academy got beaten up so badly and in such a dirty way made him a little unhappy.

Poppy, however, remained unmoved by external factors and resolutely threw the Quaffle into Slytherin's goal.

190 is better than 40!

While Angelina was still hesitating whether to slap the little pervert, Harry Potter raised his right hand high.

"I've caught the Golden Snitch!"

Chapter 24 Daiyu, Your Brother Li is Missing

The Gryffindor common room became a sea of ​​joy.

Harry Potter was tossed up and down, never landing on the ground.

Angelina Johnson huddled in the corner of the sofa, her face flushed. Beside her sat a group of her girlfriends, chattering away.

Ron cheered loudly with his brothers, while Hermione watched her friends with a smile.

Where did Bobby go?

The little girl was currently trying to please Snape in his office.

"Daddy Snape, I had no choice. You're my godfather, and Mama McGonagall is my godmother. They're both my children. How about next time you find an excuse for me to play a game for Slytherin?"

Snape sized up his adorable goddaughter before him. As Poppy grew older, she looked more and more like Lily. Except for her personality…

He sighed silently, and after confirming his daughter's delicate fingers again and again, he thought to himself: Hmm, these fingers are not suitable for touching caterpillars.

Looking at the basket of Flopp caterpillars next to him, he decided to let Flint do the work of picking out the rotten caterpillars after he came out of the infirmary.

Bobby Evans narrowly escaped death.

Children are strange creatures.

Since the start of the school year, Bobby has demonstrated abilities far exceeding those of her classmates, but the first-year students have hardly taken her seriously.

In their eyes, Bobby was just a high-achieving student with excellent grades, a strong background, and some achievements in society.

But after the Quidditch match between Slytherin and Gryffindor, almost the entire first year, including the young wizards in Slytherin, became fans of Bobby.

Just now, on the short walk from Hufflepuff's common room to the Great Hall, no fewer than twenty first-year wizards greeted her.

Upon arriving at the auditorium, the situation became even more dire.

Amidst a chorus of greetings, Bobby's forced smile froze as he returned the greeting before finally sitting down next to Jady.