Harry Potter: From Muggle Cousin to Conceptual Wizard

Chapter 267 The Competition is Underway! Chase, Collisions, and Ominous Signs of Unexpected Changes!

"Oh! Look! Miss Angelina from the Gryffindor team has hit the Quaffle into the Slytherin door knocker, earning Gryffindor ten points first!"

That was fantastic! No wonder I've been chasing Angelina for years and never managed to win her over; her shot was as decisive and stylish as when she rejected me for a date! Let's cheer for her!

Not long after the start of the game, the Lions Chaser scored a goal, winning the opening game.

Commentator Lee Jordan was excited and enthusiastic, showering Angelina with praise.

However, something about what he said was off-topic, and Professor McGonagall quickly coughed to remind Lee Jordan to tone it down.

Lee Jordan gave Professor McGonagall face, but clearly not much. The commentary was only slightly more objective, using some Quidditch terminology, but still praising him where appropriate.

But their good fortune didn't last long. After a while, the Slytherin players started to step up their game, scoring several goals in a row and taking a commanding lead over the Gryphon team by several tens of points.

Lee Jordan showed no respect for Snakes Academy. When Snakes scored, his voice was low and his words were brief, as if he were just going through the motions.

"Slytherin's goal was nothing special, nothing to say about it."

"Another one in, just luck."

"..."

Until the Slytherin captain, in an attempt to score a goal, actually flew on a broomstick to the Gryphon goalkeeper and captain, Wood, and elbowed him, shoving him aside.

Lee Jordan then unleashed his full potential, passionately launching into a speech:

"Look! That shameless, reckless big guy Marcus has blatantly committed a foul! Unforgivable! Slytherin should be suspended! A straight loss!"

Mrs. Hooch, who was the referee of the game, also noticed this, but she did not take Lee Jordan's advice and simply blew her whistle, giving the Griffin a free throw opportunity.

Another chaser from the Griffin Academy didn't waste the free throw opportunity, earning the Griffin Academy another ten points.

The competition proceeded smoothly, with occasional minor setbacks.

Dudley in the stands ignored everyone else, focusing solely on Harry and Draco's search for and pursuit of the Golden Snitch.

These two are locked in a fierce battle, each trying to outdo the other, neither willing to give in.

Draco kept calling out "Bott" with great enthusiasm, shouting it proudly and happily when leading, and shouting it unhappily and unwillingly when trailing.

Compared to him, Harry seemed much quieter.

Harry's goal was very clear: to catch the Golden Snitch as soon as possible, to get the 150 points needed to catch the Golden Snitch before Slytherin pulled ahead by 150 points, and to end the game and help Gryffindor win.

He didn't want to get bogged down in a protracted war, which would be extremely disadvantageous for Gryffindor.

At the same time, Harry also wanted to prove himself.

During training, Wood told him that some Quidditch matches could last for three months because neither Seeker could catch the Golden Snitch, and the captains of both teams had to discuss ending the match.

He didn't want to waste so much time on a Quidditch match.

He wanted to win, and he wanted to win decisively!

Not only do we have to defeat Slytherin, but we also have to defeat Draco, who refuses to admit his mistakes!

With that thought in mind, Harry gripped the handle of his flying broom, lowered his upper body to reduce wind resistance, and at the same time used his magic and mental power to communicate with and empower his flying broom.

Speed ​​up, speed up, and speed up again!

He's spotted the Golden Snitch!

"Bott, you'll never beat me!"

Behind Harry, Draco, with his blond hair styled like an adult, let out a defiant roar.

His movements were similar to Harry's: leaning forward and raising his head, looking fierce and determined to surpass Harry and win.

"That depends on whether you have the ability!"

Harry replied without turning his head, while continuing to accelerate his flying broomstick and extending his right hand to grab the agile Golden Snitch in front of him.

The speed at which a flying broom can fly depends not only on the performance of the broom itself, but also on whether the wizard who pilots it possesses strong flying talent, magic, and mental strength.

At this moment, all the Quidditch players from Gryphon and Slytherin are using the latest Nimbus 2000 flying brooms, which were distributed to the entire Quidditch match by the now-wealthy Dumbledore. There is no unfair situation caused by inconsistent equipment.

Using the same flying broom made Harry's flying talent even more apparent.

Unlike when he wasn't at full speed while searching for the Golden Snitch, Draco now found himself gritting his teeth and channeling his magic to the fullest, yet he was still a body length behind Harry.

Draco, in his current state, is incapable of resorting to underhanded tactics like bumping into people or pulling Harry's broom hair; he can only silently unleash his full potential and compete fairly.

Just as Harry was about to catch the Golden Snitch and win the contest, the mischievous Golden Snitch suddenly accelerated with a drift and darted past Slytherin captain Marcus.

Harry followed closely behind and passed by Marcus at almost the same time.

How could Marcus allow Harry to get the Golden Snitch at a time like this? He immediately disregarded everything and, risking a foul, bumped into Harry.

Of course, fearing Dudley's power, Marcus didn't dare use too much force, only causing Harry to deviate from the intended flight path, thus missing this opportunity to obtain the Golden Snitch.

"Marcus Flint, what are you doing? Who gave you permission to hit someone?!"

Before Harry could say anything after being hit, Draco, who caught up, couldn't help but berate his captain.

Anyone who didn't know better would think Draco was the captain.

Faced with Draco's reprimand, Marcus acted like a grandson, showing no temper whatsoever, and obediently bowed his head to admit his mistake.

In the current situation, the Malfoy family remains the leader of this corrupt, pure-blooded force.

Marcus's status as a minor Quidditch team captain was hardly enough to justify his defiance of Draco.

What's more, Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy, the current head of the Malfoy family, is currently watching the game from the Slytherin stands.

Even if Marcus were reckless, he wouldn't dare disobey Draco under these circumstances.

Seeing this, Harry gave Draco a deep look, said nothing, and continued searching for the Golden Snitch.

Meanwhile, Dali, who was in the stands, slowly sat back down in his seat.

He just stood up abruptly, almost unable to resist casting a remote spell on Marcus.

On the field, the game continues.

Because of Marcus's second charge, Mrs. Hooch gave Gryffindor another chance to take a penalty.

This time, the Griffin Chaser failed to capitalize on the opportunity and missed the goal, drawing sighs and lamentations from the Griffin stands.

Harry on the field was not discouraged. He took a deep breath and flew at top speed toward the Golden Snitch, who had been spotted again.

Completely unaware that a small beetle with spectacles-like eyes was peeking out slightly from the collar of his Gryphon Quidditch uniform.