amazing magic

Chapter 85 84. The end of the game
The narrator and Professor McGonagall had another dispute. Lee Jordan obviously didn't like Slytherin's frequent small movements, and the freshmen sat aside and made a slight commotion.

Lin An looked sideways, not only Draco's face was full of anger, but also a storm was brewing in the sky blue eyes of the sixth grade prefect Jem Hollens.

He sat on the seat reservedly, with his back straight, his legs crossed, and his hands resting on his knees. He didn't use the telescope, but there was a shimmering transparent lens in front of him, and someone was moving in the lens—I'll have to ask about this later What a curse.

Lin An subconsciously thought.

But at this moment, the corners of Horrence's lips were slightly pursed, apparently not happy either.

Lin An was a little uncertain for a moment whether he was angry about the frequent defeats on the field or those players who were not up to date.

But when she turned her head, she saw Harry's broomstick shaking rapidly in mid-air, as if it was about to throw him down desperately.

Lin An instantly stood up.

Because at this moment Harry's broomstick began to tumbling and rolling, and he could only barely hold it up so that it would not fall off.With another frenzied twist, Harry was thrown off him!
He now hangs in the air with only one hand on the handle of the broom. [original]

Lin An frowned: "Did Flint break his control system when he collided with it just now?"

"impossible."

Draco pursed his lips tightly, with an angry expression of shame on his face: "Except for powerful black magic, nothing can interfere with a broomstick, and what Potter got is the Nimbus 2000! Its stability is the most OK."

And at this moment, those long memories suddenly came to Lin An's mind, as if in the original book, an accident did happen in the first Quidditch match, and the final result was...

She suddenly turned her head and turned her gaze to Professor Quirrell who was sitting on the teacher's seat.

The other party and Professor Snape sat next to each other, both of them had serious faces and muttered something.

At the same time, Lin An also noticed that Hermione was using the seat to cover up her short figure, and then quickly walked towards the teachers' bench.

At this moment, Professor Quirrell seemed to have discovered her, probably because the curse could not be interrupted, he didn't stop, but just glanced at Lin An lightly——

At this moment, he is not at all like the cowering garlic professor.

Under the huge hat, his pale and thin cheeks seemed to bring out inexplicable pressure.When his eyes fell on Lin An, Lin An felt a shock all over his body!
Subconsciously, she suddenly tensed up!
And at this moment, there was another commotion in the stands.Lin An saw that Hermione was lighting a fire on Professor Snape's robe from the gap in the seat.

And this fire quickly spread to Professor Quirrell, causing him to stand up quickly, and his muttering lips stopped.

At the same time, in mid-air, Harry's broom suddenly stabilized, and then he quickly dived towards the ground.

Both Professor Snape and Professor Quirrell left in a hurry, and at this moment, people cheered——

Harry, who rushed down, landed on all fours and fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment.Then he covered his mouth, as if he wanted to vomit...

"Harry!"

Lin An anxiously took two steps forward and grabbed the seat in front of him.

And the next moment!Harry coughed violently, and something golden fell into his palm—

"I caught the Snitch!"

he yelled, swinging the ball high above his head. [original]

20 minute later.

Flint was still howling indignantly: "He missed the Snitch, he nearly swallowed it!"

Gryffindor won by 170 points to Slytherin's 60 points, which is really hard for them to accept.

Flint's anger is everyone's anger.

At this moment, they had already returned to the Slytherin lounge in dejection, and the hustle and bustle on the court has not dissipated yet.

But in the lounge, they were greeted by Jim Hollens with a frosty face.

　Well, 300 are ordered!Thank you for your love and support.

　　Still no fever today, still the same old sore throat, toothache and earache, but my head is starting to feel dizzy... so I write this to relax.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)