Chapter 750: Great harm
On the day of the match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, Harry's Firebolt finally officially appeared in the hall and became the focus of everyone's attention, attracting a large number of people to watch.
The faces of the Slytherin players were not very good-looking. Potter with the Firebolt was like a fish bone stuck in their throats, making them very uncomfortable.
If the Gryffindor team defeats the Ravenclaw team and wins today's Quidditch match, it is likely to threaten the Slytherin team's final championship.
“Potter, I have some good news for you!”
Harry said nothing, pretending not to hear what Malfoy said.
“The hippogriff that attacked me is dead.”
Malfoy took out a letter from his pocket in front of everyone, and grinned at Harry with a malicious smile, "Yesterday, my dad asked an owl to deliver a letter to me. His friend at the Dangerous Animals Committee Tell him that the hippogriff that attacked me has a very high chance of being sentenced to death.”
“Get out of here Malfoy.”
Ron stood between Harry and Malfoy, glaring fiercely at the guy in front of him who he hated so much, resisting the urge to step forward and punch him, "Harry, ignore him, that guy just envies you. He possesses the Firebolt, and he deliberately came to disgust you."
"Envy, do I need to be envious?" Malfoy looked down upon Ron arrogantly, "Please don't compare me to a poor guy like you, okay?"
“Ignore him.”
Harry reached out to hold down Ron, who was about to hit Malfoy, looked at Malfoy like he was looking at a piece of shit, and said disgustedly: "Get away from Malfoy, talking to you makes me feel sick."
A sneer appeared on the corner of Malfoy's mouth, and a malicious light flashed in his eyes. He reached out to get the Firebolt on the table, but was stopped by a group of people.
"This broom is really good, but it's a pity that it doesn't have a parachute. Otherwise, you won't have to worry about falling off the broom anymore." Malfoy retracted his arm and continued to sarcastically say: "By the way, I read the last newspaper. , you must be one of those poor people mentioned in the newspapers who are susceptible to the influence of dementors."
"The last Quidditch match was such a pity. If you had an extra arm, you might have been able to catch the Golden Snitch, and then Gryffindor would never have any chance to make a comeback." Harry He retorted without showing any signs of weakness, "This is all thanks to your help. Please allow me to express my gratitude to you on behalf of Gryffindor House."
“Thanks for your help!” George said with a smile.
"Thank you, Mr. Malfoy for sacrificing himself for others." Ron patted Malfoy's shoulder hard, with unconcealable pleasure in his tone.
“Thank you for your help, otherwise we would have no chance at all.”
A group of Gryffindor students who were paying attention to the conflict immediately surrounded Malfoy and thanked him one after another.
However, Mr. Malfoy’s face did not look good when he was thanked by a group of people.
That incident is undoubtedly one of the dark histories that Malfoy least wants to mention.
In the last match against Ravenclaw, the Slytherin team had an overall advantage.
At that time, their captain Marcus proposed a bold plan in an attempt to nip the Gryffindor team in the cradle.
As long as the plan is successful, the Firebolt will not pose a threat to them.
The plan went well, and the Slytherin team even led Ravenclaw by a huge gap of 160 points before catching the Golden Snitch.
As long as they catch the Golden Snitch again, they can make the Gryffindor team completely desperate with an almost irreversible high score. Even if they lose the last game, they can still win the championship with a point advantage.
However, Marcus' plan failed.
And Potter mentioned this matter in front of everyone, which undoubtedly rubbed salt into Malfoy's wounds.
Malfoy, who was almost mad, pushed aside the crowd and hurriedly left the hall amidst people's laughter.
“Harry, leave that clown alone.”
Wood put his arm around Harry's shoulders and comforted: "What we have to do now is to win this game, and then defeat the Slytherin team in the next game and completely trample them under our feet. By then, the group of homeless dogs will be gone." I can no longer be arrogant.”
Harry nodded, indicating that he understood. But Malfoy's words still had some impact on him. Thinking that Buckbeak might be sentenced to death, Harry's expression became a little gloomy.
“Want to go over and take a look at the Firebolt?”
Albert, who witnessed the conflict with his own eyes, turned his head and asked Isobel next to him.
“Let’s forget it!” Isobel shook her head to show that she was not interested in the Firebolt. She asked, “Who do you think will win?”
"Potter has a higher probability of winning." Albert said without thinking: "Although Qiu Zhang is also an excellent seeker, this is no longer a gap in strength, but a gap in broomstick performance."
“That kind of broomstick shouldn’t be on the playing field. It’s so unfair.” Penello said angrily.
"You can't expect everyone to use the same broom." Percy greeted Albert.
“I think everyone should use the same broom so that players can use their abilities.”
Albert feels that the current Quidditch game is very unfair. The Slytherin team relied on the advantage of Nimbus 2001 to crush the Quidditch teams of other colleges.
Now, Harry relies on the performance advantage of Firebolt to crush others. This is regarded as a monetary advantage and does not reflect the strength of the players.
"Quidditch has always been like this, and you can't expect it to change easily." Percy shook his head. He actually knew what Albert said was reasonable, but it was difficult to change.
“By the way, who do you think will win?” Percy asked Albert in a low voice.
"The Gryffindor team has a better chance of winning the game." Albert pointed to the Firebolt placed on the table for people to watch and said, "After all, Potter owns the Firebolt, which is very important to a seeker. It's a very big advantage, otherwise the Slytherin team wouldn't deliberately provoke him and try to break Harry's mentality."
“No, that’s not what I said!” Percy whispered, “Didn’t you do some divination?”
"I can't predict everything." Albert said speechlessly: "You should have confidence in our team."
Percy pulled Albert aside and whispered slightly nervously, "I made a bet with Penello. If I lose, I don't have ten galleons to give her."
Albert suddenly asked: "If you win, do you really plan to ask her for ten galleons?"
Percy suddenly fell silent.
"Then what's there to bet on? Why don't you bet on ten kisses, or pay for the next tea date in Hogsmeade?" Albert felt that betting money with his girlfriend, no matter whether he won in the end or If you lose, you will lose all by yourself, and you will be at a huge loss.
Albert would never discuss with Isobel which college won. Even if he went to watch the game, it was just to watch the game. Otherwise, wouldn't he be causing trouble for himself?
"You're right, why didn't I think of that at the time!" Percy lowered his head with regret.
If you win in the end, will you really ask Penello for ten galleons?
Hearing what Albert said, Percy felt that he might be able to save a little bit. As for whether the Gryffindor team can win the game, Percy thinks it should be possible. He really can't think of a reason to lose the game.
(End of this chapter)