Harry Potter: It's just a billion points of dark magic

Harry was pissed off. For him as an orphan, parents were a taboo that could not be insulted.

Harry was so angry that he wanted to punch Malfoy, but Malfoy didn't even want to hide, but put his face on Harry's fist instead.

As long as Harry punched him, Harry would be sent off.

If the Gryffindor team lacks a Seeker, their chances of winning are greatly reduced.

Seeing that Harry's fist was about to land on Malfoy's small face, Malfoy revealed a gleam of brightness in his gray eyes.

At this moment, the twin brothers hurriedly grabbed Harry from the side, and scolded Malfoy:

"Malfoy, you're not welcome here, keep your Slytherin tricks to yourself."

Malfoy turned a deaf ear to the scolding of the twin brothers, but just stared at Harry disdainfully, mouthing.

"Rubbish!"

Harry, whose lungs were about to explode when being held up by the twin brothers, frantically wanted to rush towards Malfoy, but was blocked by the twin brothers every time.

Fred pressed against Harry's ear and said loudly, "Harry, calm down, if you hit Malfoy now, Mrs. Hooch will definitely send you off."

"But Malfoy insulted my parents!" Harry shouted angrily, "I'm going to make this scumbag pay!"

Looking at the impotent and furious Harry, Malfoy chuckled, made an international gesture to him, and said softly:

"Don't worry, Harry Potter, someone beat us in the game, otherwise, you're just a useless bastard who can only be incompetent and angry"

After speaking, Malfoy happily returned to his team.

If the plan is successful, Malfoy's excitement value is +100, and Harry Potter's sanity is -100.

In this way, with Harry Potter already losing his mind, the first Quidditch match of this school year began.

As soon as the game started, Wood, the captain of the Gryffindor team, shouted: "Use a tactic, a tactic!"

Afterwards, the Gryffindor players on the field immediately put on a posture.

The three Chasers formed a triangle, and the batsmen, the Weasley brothers, flew to Harry's vicinity to protect Harry.

"Hey, Harry, calm down, don't fly around and follow the plan!" George looked at Harry worriedly.

At this moment, Harry was panting heavily like an angry bull, his eyes were like copper bells, frantically looking for the golden snitch in the arena.

He has lost his mind now, he doesn't care about any plans, he just wants to find the Snitch as quickly as possible and win the game.

On the other side, Slytherin's team also set up a formation that had already been prepared.

As soon as the game started, Jedi and Goyle, the batters, with grinning grins, flew towards the Weasley twins in Gryffindor with a baseball bat.

"What are the people in Slytherin doing?" The Weasley twins were puzzled.

There are no Bludgers yet, what are you doing flying over here?

However, they soon knew what Jedi and Goyle were here for.

Seeing the two approaching one of the Weasley twins, Jedi began to say hello:

"Are you the Weasley twins? Everyone in Slytherin knows about your deeds."

"Shameless, it's really shameless to bring a senior wizard to attack a first-year student, it has a Slytherin temperament"

The Weasley twins turned black, snorted coldly, resisted the urge to give Jedi a stick, and rode away on broomsticks.

As a result, Jedi was not willing to let them go, and immediately followed them, even frantically greeting the eighteenth generation of the Weasley twins' ancestors.

Finally, the Weasley twins couldn't hold back when Jedi said their mother was like a fat sow.

"Mom, I won't put the bat in your pocket this time, I'm Fred with your surname!"

Saying that, Fred stopped playing the game, and went to beat Jedi with a bat, and Jedi also fled crazily, relying on the advantage of the broom, teasing Fred like walking a dog.

In this way, at the very beginning of the game, three of the Gryffindor players were affected, and the balance of victory slowly tilted to the Slytherin side.

In the distance, Leicester, who was riding Victor's modified Nimbus 2000, was flying aimlessly around the arena as if he was wandering in his own garden.

In fact, he is confident that he can easily win the game by himself.

However, Quidditch is a team game after all, and you can fly by yourself, but you also need to make your teammates feel a little bit involved, right?

Although it is very cool to lie down and win, but they can join the Quidditch team, one is to see their own face, and the other is that they really love Quidditch.

Therefore, I still assigned them a plan.

Suddenly, a golden light appeared in front of Lester's eyes, and the golden reflection dazzled Lester's eyes.

Looking closely, a small golden ball with wings is flying freely in the corner of the arena.

At the same time, Harry, who had been wandering all the time, also found the trace of the Golden Snitch. He glanced back at Lester who was not in a hurry, and Harry rushed over.

Lester didn't panic in the slightest, and bit Harry's back tightly on his broomstick.

Seeing that someone was coming to arrest him, the Golden Snitch immediately fled quickly, appearing at the height of the arena in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Harry immediately picked up his broom and chased after him desperately.

At this time, in the audience, Professor Quirrell, who had been paying attention to Harry, showed a sneer, and put his hands together into his robes.

The head drooped slightly, pretending to be resting, but the lips that were actually covered were moving quickly behind the collar.

Silent casting, wandless casting, and long-distance curses. This is his true strength of Quirrell.

In the sky, Harry, who was already shoulder to shoulder with the sun, suddenly felt cold behind him, feeling inexplicably flustered.

Afterwards, the broomstick under his crotch began to scurry uncontrollably, like a wild horse running wild, trying to throw Harry Potter off.

"Damn it, this broomstick is out of order!" Harry's pupils were shocked, and he looked down, suddenly frightened out of his wits.

At this moment, he had already flown to a height of hundreds of people. If he fell from here, he might really want to see Merlin.

"Who can save me!" Harry was extremely desperate, for the first time he felt so small, and death was so close to him.

The little wizards in the auditorium also exploded, watching Harry who was about to be thrown off his broomstick, talking a lot.

"My God, Harry Potter's broomstick is out of control, he's going to be thrown off!"

"What to do, this is hundreds of meters high, if you fall, I'm afraid there won't even be scum left."

Snape, the old licking dog, also changed his expression, the child of his goddess was going to die!

"Potter, hold on!"

Seeing that Harry Potter was about to fall to his death, he didn't care about other people's eyes, and he didn't have time to take out his wand.

Snape started casting spells without a wand directly on the spot, but in order to enhance the magic effect, he did not cast spells silently, but chanted spells quickly.