The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 750
On the day of the match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, Harry's Firebolt finally officially appeared in the hall, becoming the focus of everyone's attention and attracting a large crowd of onlookers.

The faces of the Slytherin players were not very good-looking, and Potter with the Firebolt was like a fishbone stuck in their throats, making them very uncomfortable.

If the Gryffindor team wins today's Quidditch match against Ravenclaw, it is likely to threaten the Slytherin team's final victory.

"Potter, I have good news for you!"

Harry said nothing, pretending not to hear what Malfoy had to say.

"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, and his friend in the Dangerous Animals Committee Tell him that the hippogriff who attacked me has a very high chance of being sentenced to death."

"Go away Malfoy."

Standing between Harry and Malfoy, Ron glared fiercely at the guy in front of him who disgusted him, resisting the urge to punch him, "Harry, don't pay attention to him, that guy just envies you Possessing a firebolt, deliberately came to disgust you."

"Envy, I need envy?" Malfoy looked down on Ron arrogantly, "Please don't compare me with a poor man like you, please?"

"Ignore him."

Harry stretched out his hand to hold down Ron who was about to beat Malfoy, looked at Malfoy with a look of poop, and said disgustedly: "Go away Malfoy, talking to you will make me sick."

There was a sneer at the corner of Malfoy's mouth, and a malicious gleam in his eye mask. He reached out to grab the Firebolt on the table, but was stopped by a group of people.

"This broom is really good, but it's a pity that you don't have a parachute, otherwise you don't have to worry about falling off the broom." Malfoy retracted his arm and continued to sneer: "By the way, I read the newspaper last time. , you're one of those poor dementor-susceptible wretches mentioned in the papers."

"The last Quidditch match was such a pity. If you had an extra arm, you might be able to catch the Snitch, and then the Gryffindor team would never have any chance to turn around." Harry Without showing any weakness, he retorted, "All this is really thanks to your help, please allow me to express my gratitude to you on behalf of Gryffindor College."

"Thanks for your help!" George said with a smile.

"Thank you, self-sacrificing Mr. Malfoy." Ron patted Malfoy's shoulder vigorously, 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 concerned about the conflict immediately surrounded Malfoy inside and thanked him one after another.

However, Mr. Malfoy, who was thanked by a group of people, did not look very good.

That incident was without a doubt one of the darkest stories Malfoy didn't want 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 to try to kill the Gryffindor team in the cradle.

As long as the plan is successful, the Firebolt will not be able to pose a threat to them.

The plan went well, and the Slytherins were even ahead of Ravenclaw by a whopping 160 points before they caught the Snitch.

As long as the Golden Snitch is caught again, the Gryffindor team will be completely desperate with an almost irreversible high score. Even if they lose the last game, they will still be able to win the championship with a point advantage.

However, Marcus' plan fails.

In the end, due to Malfoy's negligence, Ravenclaw's Seeker Qiu Zhang seized the loophole and captured the Golden Snitch first.

And Potter mentioning this in front of everyone was undoubtedly adding salt to Malfoy's wounds.

Malfoy, who was almost mad with anger, tried his best to push away the crowd, and hurriedly left the hall amidst people's jeers.

"Harry, never mind that clown."

Wood stretched his arms around Harry's shoulders and comforted him: "What we have to do now is to win this game, and then beat the Slytherin team in the next game, and completely trample them under their feet. I can't be proud anymore."

Harry nodded, indicating that he understood.But Malfoy's words still had some influence on him. Thinking that Buckbeak might be sentenced to death, Harry's expression became a little gloomy.

"Want to go over and see the Firebolt?"

Albert, who had witnessed the conflict with his own eyes, turned to ask Isobel next to him.

"Forget it!" Isobel shook her head to express that she was not interested in the Firebolt, and she asked, "Who do you think will win?"

"Porter has a relatively high probability of winning." Albert said without hesitation: "Although Qiu Zhang is also an excellent seeker, this is no longer a difference in strength, but a difference in the performance of the broomstick."

"Such a broomstick shouldn't appear on the field, it's really 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 the players can play to their respective abilities."

Albert felt that the current Quidditch competition was very unfair, and the Slytherin team relied on the advantage of Nimbus 2001 to crush the Quidditch teams of other colleges.

Now, Harry has crushed others with the performance advantage of the Firebolt. This is considered a financial advantage, and it does not reflect the strength of the players.

"The Quidditch game has always been like this. You can't expect it to change easily." Percy shook his head. He actually knew what Albert said was right, 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, "After all, Potter owns the Firebolt, which is very important for a Seeker. It is a very big advantage, otherwise the Slytherin team would not deliberately provoke, trying to break Harry's mentality."

"No, that's not what I meant!" whispered Percy. "Didn't you do a fortune-telling?"

"It's impossible for me to divination about everything." Albert said rather speechlessly: "You should have confidence in our team."

Percy pulled Albert aside and whispered nervously, "I made a bet with Penello. If I lose, I won't give her ten Galleons."

Albert suddenly asked, "If you win, are you really going to ask her for ten Galleons?"

Percy fell silent suddenly.

"Then what's there to gamble on? Why don't you bet on ten kisses, or pay the bill on your next tea date in Hogsmeade?" Albert felt that betting with his girlfriend, no matter whether he won in the end, or If you lose, you will be the one who loses in the end. It's a huge loss.

Albert never discussed with Isobel that the academy won. Even if he went to watch the game, it was purely to watch the game. Otherwise, wouldn't he just cause trouble for himself?
"You're right, oh, why didn't I think of that!" Percy lowered his head regretfully.

If he won in the end, would he really ask Penello for ten Galleons?
Hearing what Albert said, Percy felt that he might be able to salvage a little.As for whether the Gryffindor team could win the game, Percy thought it should, and he really couldn't think of a reason to lose the game.

(End of this chapter)