The Druid Master of Hogwarts

Although he had retracted his cat ears, Fishu's hearing was still sharp. After covering his ears for a while, he gradually got used to the noisy environment around him.

It was also thanks to his time at Hogwarts that he was used to being surrounded by a crowd of people, so he was able to adapt so quickly now.

Before it was about to be put aside, at the moment when the cheers broke out, Fisch had already slid away at the fastest speed.

The game officially began as Ms. Hooch blew her silver whistle vigorously.

Fifteen broomsticks and game balls of various sizes shuttled back and forth in the air, while Lee Jordan's machine-gun quick commentary sounded.

Fish was also gradually attracted by the competition in the air.

To be precise, it was attracted by the various small balls flying around in the air.

The black pupils gradually filled with Feishu's green eyes, and the tail behind him swung involuntarily. Feishu stared at the small balls scurrying around in the air, instinctively bent his knees, and began to charge.

But soon he came back to his senses... The distance was too far, and he couldn't dash at all.

"No energy meow..."

Fish pursed his lips and stood up straight again.

After watching the game for a while, combined with his previous knowledge of Quidditch, Fish finally understood the general rules of the game.

The red balls were thrown into the iron rings on both sides, and the black balls were used to fight with those who were holding sticks. The ultimate goal of the game was to catch the golden ball.

Golden balls?

Fish blinked, suddenly remembering that he seemed to have an identical golden ball.

So Fish took out his snitch from his pocket and let go.

As soon as the Golden Snitch escaped from Feixu's control, he was about to fly into the sky, but Feixu was quick to catch it, and then continued to let go...

Fischer was just aroused by those balls in the sky, and now he is using his own balls to satisfy his cravings.

Neville and the others, who were watching Fish's actions, hesitated.

For fear that Fisch was not careful, he let his own golden snitch run away, but fortunately, Fisch's ball throwing skills were trustworthy. After discovering that he could firmly control the golden snitch between his palms, he accepted it. Wei and the others were a little relieved.

At this time, Gryffindor scored a goal, and everyone couldn't help cheering loudly.

"Meow?"

Fishh glanced at the arena curiously, and even if his eyes were temporarily gone, he still easily played the Golden Snitch between his palms.

"Borrow the light, borrow the light, let it go."

At this moment, the huge Hagrid, with a large telescope hanging from his neck, squeezed in from the side.

"Big man~" (●ΦωΦ●)?

Fishh waved him happily, and then...

"call out--"

A golden light swept past his head and charged into the sky with lightning speed.

"This is bad meow..."

Fish raised his head and muttered.

"Yeah...this is bad..."

Ron and the others also raised their heads, looked at the slightly gray sky and muttered.

The golden snitch was completely missing, and even if it was found, it would be meaningless, because they couldn't fly up to the sky to get it back.

"Sorry, did I come at the wrong time?"

Hagrid didn't see the golden snitch that Fisher had let go. He looked at the group of little guys who looked up at the sky and muttered "terrible", and scratched his head in confusion.

"Can anyone tell me what happened?"

"Nothing meow!" (●?ω?●)

As always, Fish's first reaction was to deny it.

The logic of the kitten is: as long as it is not caught, it is not a trouble.

After thinking about it, I still feel that it is not safe, so Feixu plans to leave first...

"This game is boring meow, I'll go back to sleep first!"

After speaking, without waiting for the others to react, he jumped out from Hagrid's side and ran outside the court without looking back. ?(?)?

"...So, what happened?"

Seeing Fish fleeing, Hagrid was silent for a moment, then turned his head and asked again.

Ron and the others could only tell Hagrid what had just happened with a wry smile.

"Ah...that's really bad..."

Hagrid stroked his beard, smacked his lips, and couldn't think of a good solution, because if one side of the Quidditch match stopped, it would be directly sentenced to lose, and they couldn't notify Ms. Hooch to let her play the other one. The golden snitch was put away, and even if Ms. Huo Qi was notified, she probably couldn't make the golden snitch fly back by herself.

"One can only expect Harry to catch the golden snitch first and the other snitch undiscovered..."

Hagrid, who had no idea for a long time, finally shrugged and said to Ron and the others.

"Hopefully..." Ron rubbed his forehead and sighed helplessly, "I suddenly understand my mother's mood when facing George and Fred."

Harry Potter, who was concentrating on the game, didn't know that there was another Golden Snitch in the stadium. According to the plan he and Wood made together, he controlled his beloved Nimbus 2000, and tried his best to raise the level of the game. Circling above.

While staying away from Slytherin and Bludger attacks, he used his height advantage to search for the Golden Snitch.

Although doing so may put him at a disadvantage in terms of distance when he finds the Snitch, Wood believes that the speed of the Nimbus 2000 and Harry's skills are enough to make up for this distance.

In the fierce competition below, a golden light suddenly flashed past. Harry was excited, and he was sure that it was not the reflection of a watch, but the golden snitch that he was thinking of.

Harry lowered his body, pressed his body tightly on the Nimbus 2000, and controlled it to dive towards the golden light at the fastest speed.

Slytherin Seeker Terrence Higgs was half a beat slower, and by the time he chased the Golden Snitch with Harry, he was already several times behind, and with the speed advantage of the Nimbus 2000 , the distance between the two continues to widen.

Slytherin's captain Marcus Flint saw that the situation was not good, he controlled his broom and rammed into Harry. Harry couldn't avoid being hit directly. When he stabilized his body again, the golden snitch has disappeared.

Despite being awarded a free-kick by Ms. Hooch, Flint's foul tactics clearly worked, and he triumphantly made a threatening gesture at Harry, trying to scare him.

Harry pursed his lips, ignoring Flint's threat, he controlled Nimbus 2000 to avoid a Bludger, and was about to rise again to the heights and continue searching for the Golden Snitch when his broom suddenly became scary. shivered.

Immediately after, Harry's broomstick was completely out of control, began to twitch and tremble frantically, and kept rising, as if planning to carry him off the field.

Harry was completely overwhelmed when he found out that his Nimbus 2000 had a problem. He could only hold the broom handle tightly with both hands and clamp it tightly with his knees to prevent himself from being shaken off.

However, the vibration of Nimbus 2000 became larger and larger, and even started to roll randomly in the air. Harry was finally thrown off the broom, and he could only grab the broom handle with one hand and hang in the air.

Only then did the others realize that Harry's situation was wrong. The players of the Gryffindor team tried to rescue Harry, but they were unsuccessful. They could only anxiously spin under Harry to prevent him from falling. time to catch him.

On the Slytherin side, Marcus Flint took the opportunity to grab the Quaffle and kept throwing it into the goal.

Just when everyone was worried, Harry's broom suddenly returned to normal, he hurriedly climbed on the broom again, and then swooped down to the ground with one hand over his mouth, as if he was about to vomit.

As Harry fell to the ground, he coughed and spat a little golden thing out of his mouth.

"I got the Snitch!" Harry yelled, holding the ball high above his head.

At the same time, above his head, came the exact same line - "I caught the Snitch!"

Harry looked up in surprise and saw Slytherin's Seeker, Terence Higgs, sitting on a broom, holding a golden snitch in his raised hands. He lowered his head and looked equally surprised. looked at Harry.

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