DNF Meets Harry Potter

On the much-anticipated Quidditch pitch, the players of the two teams waved their hands excitedly towards their colleges and walked out confidently...

Karl and Niyali and their group came earlier, and finally took up a few better seats. In front of them are the players of Ravenclaw, and they must watch this lion and snake contest carefully.

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

Alex quickly noticed that the two teams were fully dressed and began to officially enter the field. At this moment, the cheers on the scene reached its peak. Fireworks rushed into the sky and exploded suddenly, transforming into a lifelike golden bird. The giant red lion roared loudly at the opposite Slytherin seat to show its provocation!

The Slytherins next door were not to be outdone. A senior wizard pointed his wand at the sky, and the silver-green giant snake hissed and stretched its body in mid-air without fear.

"Now, pay attention! Listen to my whistle! Three. Two. One, let's go!" In the center of the arena, Mrs. Huo Qi, who was the referee, shouted loudly after releasing the Golden Snitch.

In an instant, the members of the two teams controlled their brooms and rushed into the sky like arrows flying off the string. The fierce competition immediately started in full swing, and the screams of the little wizards on the field also reached their peak, which forced Karl to use his earplugs to listen again. This decibel is really too high...

Compared with the excited state of mind of other little wizards, Karl is much more free and undisciplined. I saw him carelessly narrowing his eyes slightly, and began to observe the mistakes made by both parties.

"Look, Marcus is going to lose his hold. Obviously Angelina made a fake move..."

Carl knocked the melon seeds and said lightly. Although he doesn't know much about Quidditch, ball games lead to the same goal after all. As long as he scores a goal and doesn't get a red card, he can do anything.

Facts proved that Carl's prediction was right, George quickly rushed over beside Angelina, and kicked the Quaffle into the ring.

"Look, what a wonderful cooperation, Gryffindor scored a goal!"

The field commentator Lee Jordan saw his academy take the lead in scoring the goal, and the extremely excited voice instantly spread throughout the field with the effect of amplification magic.

"They were too happy too early. Sometimes equipment can really crush all show operations, not to mention that Slytherins are not weak..."

Niali threw a vanilla magic wand into her mouth, and watched the little wizards in the Gryffindor spectator seats next to her jump up excitedly, she couldn't help shaking her head, as if they were the ones who scored the goal.

Soon, Niyali's guess came true. With the latest Nimbus 2001, the speed of the Slytherins surpassed that of Gryffindor by a large margin. Only half an hour after the start of the game, the score had already been drawn to 3-9...

"I think you two can change careers and become fortune tellers..."

Alex said a little speechlessly.

"Gryffindor, if Harry can't catch the Snitch, it's almost a lost situation.

Tsk tsk~ The game is still distracting, Wood is going to be cold, and there is one less goalkeeper, it will be even more difficult for them later..."

Carl rubbed his forehead, watching the Bludger rushing towards Wood quickly, knowing that he couldn't hide. The next moment, the high-speed Bludger with powerful kinetic energy directly smashed his sweeping seven-star broom into pieces...

"If what Wood is holding is the Spiritual Leap of God, believe me, the only thing that explodes is the Bludger. Quidditch is also a sport that needs to burn money..."

Seeing Wood's miserable end, Carl pursed his lips, and said helplessly that Harry had asked him before to ask if he could borrow the Spiritual Leap of God in the game.

It was the first time he refused the invitation of a good friend because he was always kind and not good at refusing. He was from Ravenclaw. How can this kind of strategic weapon be borrowed casually during the game? If he borrowed it, would he still want to hang out in Ravenclaw? If it spreads, it might make a joke about Ravenclaw without a ghost...

"Wait! Is there something wrong with the Bludger? Why is it only chasing Harry?!"

When Philip was watching with relish, he suddenly noticed something was wrong. After the Bludger smashed Wood's broom, it followed Harry aggressively again, chasing after it with great aggression.

"Harry, be careful, there's something wrong with the Bludger!"

Fred, who was chasing the Quaffle at the edge of the arena, saw the strangeness on Harry's side and quickly reacted. He swung his arms and began to play his role as a batter. Harry's Bludger was sent flying more than ten meters away.

Looking at the Bludger going away from him, Harry took a few breaths of relief, but before he had time to thank Fred, he saw the flying Bludger suddenly stop its tendency to fly back in mid-air, Regrouping once again entangled himself.

Perhaps it was because the previous accident did not succeed, this time the speed was even more ferocious, and it drove towards Harry's broom at full speed.

"Huh~? Could it be that Dobby is messing around again? If he can't beat me, he will bully Harry. Isn't that too embarrassing!"

Carl is almost speechless to Dobby at this moment. He doesn't know what that guy's brain circuit is thinking. He is so curious...

"Poor Harry, it's been a lot of troubles. I haven't had a good day since I came to Hogwarts. Quidditch was messed up by Quirrell last year, and Dobby this year. It's so miserable..."

Looking at the crazy Bludger, he was a little hesitant to take action to solve this trouble. Dobby would have to face him in a 1v1 PK in the imperial city, let alone just manipulating magic. Considering his level of magic Solving is really easy.

But the game is still going on at this moment, so this should be regarded as interfering with the normal game, right?

"Mrs. Hooch! There is a problem with the Bludger, and I request to stop the game!"

Captain Wood, who had been carried off the court and was lying on a stretcher in some pain, suddenly became anxious when he saw Harry's distressed state.

Harry is the treasure of their team. He decides the final position of the game. He can't bump into each other, otherwise he will play with a hammer without a Seeker in the next game. If he is a goalkeeper, he will be off the field. Anyway, there are substitutes, but there is no substitute for the Seeker.

"No! Don't stop. I can persist. I've seen the Golden Snitch, believe me!" Facing his captain's decision, Harry retorted loudly.

There is no chance to lose, Gryffindor is already too many points behind Slytherin, the Golden Snitch is in front of him, that is the only chance to comeback in this game, he must seize it tightly!