Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"I heard it all, and now we have one more reason not to lose." Marcus said, "Get ready to play."

Seeing the seven players standing at the entrance of the stadium, Aaron hesitated and stopped Draco, "I didn't want to come, but now that I'm here, I have to remind you."

"You said."

"I know you don't like Harry Potter, but this is a team game, so...don't put your personal emotions into it."

Draco nodded, "Don't worry, I'm fully prepared, I won't lose the chain."

"That's good.

In addition, don't be too nervous, protecting yourself is also an important job for the Seeker. Aaron said, looking at the crowded stadium, and noticed the particularly conspicuous giant Hagrid, and couldn't help but feel his heart twitch.

Let's go ahead with the plan!This game is a protracted game, and there should be plenty of time.

The door was slowly opened, and the sun shone on everyone's faces, followed by deafening cheers.

A total of fourteen members of Gryffindor and Slytherin rode on their brooms and flew over the pitch at the same time.

The eyes of the two captains collided, as if sparks had exploded in mid-air, and the atmosphere suddenly became more serious.

The other team members also stared at each other, no one convinced the other.

With a whistle, the Bludger, Quaffle, and Snitch all jumped out of the box.

Twelve players raced to find the Quaffle that could score.

Neither Harry nor Draco participated, but flew to a higher position, looking for the golden light spots that appeared and disappeared in the field.

Harry looked around cautiously, but within 2 minutes he realized something was wrong.

Draco on the opposite side didn't mean to look for the Golden Snitch, but stared at him vigilantly, which made him feel hairy.

"What are you looking at me for?"

"Nothing, I'm just looking for the Snitch."

"Do you think I believe it?"

Draco shrugged, "It's none of my business whether you believe it or not."

Ding Dong!

The sound of the gong sounded.

Just as the two faced each other, Slytherin scored a goal and scored ten points.

"So fast?" Harry looked at the referee's seat in disbelief.

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Draco smacked his lips, "This is the advantage in equipment, Gryffindor can't keep up with Slytherin's speed.

Our original plan was to score a goal in 3 minutes, but now it seems that it is not satisfactory. "

"You..." Harry was about to say something when a quick wind came from his ear.

He lowered his head subconsciously, and a Bludger flew past his head.

"Be careful, Potter, it's no fun winning too easily."

Harry glared at him fiercely, and simply stopped looking for the target in place, and immediately controlled the broom to fly in the opposite direction.

But after a while, Draco appeared next to him.

"Do you want me to let you?"

"It's not so easy for Nimbus 2001 to keep up with Nimbus 2000. I still have to slow down."

Harry gritted his teeth, didn't reply, just kept accelerating.

But no matter how he flies, there is always a green shadow beside him.

Even after flying around the court several times, Draco was still like a dog's skin plaster, and he couldn't shake it off.

"You're enough." Harry suppressed the anger in his heart, and stopped in mid-air, "Why don't you find the golden snitch and follow me all this time?"

Draco raised his eyebrows, "Who said I didn't look for the Snitch anymore, but it just so happened that we were looking in the same direction."

Harry directly chose to ignore this rogue's explanation, and searched for the Snitch in the stadium on his own.

As for Draco, as long as he doesn't attack himself, just follow!

Hard work paid off, Harry spotted the Snitch behind Draco on the field, and immediately turned around and rushed over.

At the same time, Draco also heard the sound of wings vibrating at high speed behind him, and immediately understood the location of the Golden Snitch.

But remembering the tactics of the Slytherin team, he still resisted the urge to grab, without even turning his head, he crossed his body and successfully stopped Harry a second before he flew past.

After the black broomstick disappeared from Harry's sight, so did the golden snitch.

Then the gong sounded again, and Marcus hurled the Quaffle into the Gryffindor goal.

"Slytherin scored another goal, seventy to ten, and Gryffindor is behind." The commentator Jordan happily pressed the scorer.

Hearing this, Harry couldn't help but look back at the referee's seat, and the score hit his chest like a hammer.

Not to mention the pain, but the feeling is very heavy.

After only [-] minutes, there was a gap of [-] points. In the past, this was only possible when there was a shortage of players.

Now the pressure on him as a Seeker is even greater. If he can't grab the Golden Snitch before the point difference reaches 150 points, then Gryffindor will lose this game.

Suddenly, a light flashed in Harry's mind, looking at the smiling Draco, anger rose in his heart.

"Is this your tactic?"

"See it?" Draco was a little surprised, "But it doesn't matter, even if you know our tactics, it doesn't make sense."

"What a nasty tactic."

"It's somewhat insulting to say that." Draco said cheekily, "Even if you say it's treacherous, I'll admit it, but I personally think it's shrewd."

Harry didn't want to argue with him, and didn't pay attention to the Snitch any more, but turned around and flew towards Wood.

Draco smiled and followed.

But just in case, he called Flint on the way, and he didn't think he could beat two.

"What are you doing here? The Golden Snitch is your mission." Wood said angrily, just now Slytherin scored another goal.

"Wood, I've made a big discovery. Slytherin's tactics are..." Halfway through Harry's words, a Bludger hit him, and he had to dodge sideways.

"Their tactic is to let Malfoy drag me, the Seeker, and let others use their speed advantage to win by the final score."

Chapter 161 The only thing left to fight is luck

"what?"

Wood was stunned for a moment, but also reacted.

Although he was very anxious in his heart, his expression was still calm, but there seemed to be a spark in his eyes.

He looked at Malfoy who was following Harry, and he couldn't help but grasp the broomstick he was riding with both hands.

Slytherin's tactics are very simple, but they are particularly effective, but the method of cracking is also very simple. Finding a way to get the opponent's Seeker out can reverse the situation.

But when he was hesitating whether to make a move, Marcus appeared behind Draco.

"Hey, Wood, the situation in Gryffindor seems to be not optimistic!"

"I already understand your tactics." Wood said coldly, "It's a rascal."

"A scoundrel?" Marcus disapproved, "It's called prudence, and we don't seem to have committed any fouls!

Compared to two years ago, we Slytherins have made considerable concessions, otherwise the Gryffindor team would have been reduced. "

Wood gritted his teeth and said disdainfully, "What's the use of equipment?"

"That sounds good." Draco glanced at Harry meaningfully, "Didn't Gryffindor also equip Seeker with the latest Nimbus 2000 last year?

How come Slytherin is replaced by Nimbus 2001, you are not happy. "

"What's wrong here?" George flew over, "Wood, do you need help?

Three against two, we will not suffer. "

"Not necessarily," Marcus said.

After the words fell, Derian flew to Draco's side, "Be fair, three against three."

At this time, the voice of the commentator Lee Jordan came: "The Slytherin team leads, 110 to [-]. This kind of disparity is hard to see in previous seasons."

Wood frowned, and looked at Marcus with a sullen face, "Flint, I think you don't mind a 10-minute intermission!"

"Sorry, I mind.

If you figure out a way to break the game in these 10 minutes, then we will ruin a game victory in vain, and I will not give you this opportunity. "

"Flint, if we give them a chance, I'm afraid they won't be convinced!"

"Draco, do you know what you're talking about?

Now that we have an absolute advantage, the game will be stable if we win another [-] points. We can't take risks. "

"Are you afraid?" Wood teased, "Can I understand that Slytherin is afraid of Gryffindor?"

Derian couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to rush over to show Wood a little color, but Marcus stretched out an arm to stop him.

"Yes, we are afraid." Marcus said indifferently, "The aggressive method is useless today."

The three of Wood looked at each other in blank dismay. The Slytherin team had changed their nature. This trick was not usually easy to use before.

"Surprised?

To be honest, we can't afford to lose. "Marcus clapped the Nimbus 2001 in his hand, "This broom is good, but if we can lose to a group of Gryffindors with broken brooms with the latest broom, then how can we mess around in the future. "

The corner of Wood's mouth twitched, and he immediately turned his attention to Draco, "Do you think I can't help it?"

Marcus and Derian tacitly kept Draco behind, "We naturally thought of what you thought of.

Even if we fold a Seeker, other players will replace him, just hold Porter, how difficult it can be with Nimbus 2001.

We have the latest equipment, and even in four-on-five, the disadvantage is not that big. "

"Flint, I think I need to remind you." Derian smiled. "Although we haven't fouled on the court for a long time, it doesn't mean we have a baby."

When Marcus heard this, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay! As long as they dare to attack first, we can just defend ourselves."

Wood immediately understood that it was impossible to get Draco out. In terms of cheating and fouls, the Slytherin team could beat them by a few blocks.

"George, you do what you have to do."

"But here..."

"Go quickly."

"Understood." George glared at the three Slytherins on the opposite side, accelerated to one end of the arena, and knocked a Bludger into the air.

Flint winked at Derian on one side, who nodded, and also flew away from the spot.

"I really didn't expect that you Slytherins would actually behave themselves."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just worried that the players below will suffer."

"Harry." Wood approached Harry Potter and whispered, "This time I'm at a loss. I can only rely on you. Your flying ability is better than Malfoy's. Maybe you can turn things around."

Harry opened his eyes slightly, and looked at him in astonishment, feeling extremely depressed in his heart.

Before you say this, at least look at the scorer!

110 to 120, no, it's [-] to [-] now, and Slytherin is a hundred points ahead.

If you want to make a comeback, you have to find and catch the Snitch within five balls. Isn't this a bit more difficult?

If it was before, he wasn't under so much pressure, but this time Slytherin's Seeker didn't play his cards according to common sense at all.

Malfoy didn't take the Snitch, he just stopped him from taking the Snitch, and they were unprepared for this tactic, it was almost impossible to play.

"I know it might be difficult for you, but you're a Seeker and all we can do for you is try to stop the opponent from scoring.

Isn't it just fifty points?Believe in yourself, you can do it. "

"Slytherin scored another goal, leading by 110 points." Jordan's commentary sounded again, "You may not have noticed, but I have.

All Slytherins have changed to new broomsticks, Light Wheel 2001, which has an incomparably huge advantage against Gryffindor. "