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If Gryffindor won the game, he would become a new legend.
For Harry and the rest of the team, winning the Quidditch Cup would be a great honour. It would mean that their names would be engraved on them, and their photos and signatures would be permanently preserved in the trophy room.
This was the highest honor that a young Wizard could receive. After all, not every young Wizard could be like Voldemort and receive the Special Contribution Award.
Of course, Elwyn was an exception.
Not only did he receive the Special Contribution Award in his first year of school, he broke the record and became the fastest wizard to enter the prize room.
Not long ago, he donated the Knighthood Merlin to the Hogwarts.
His family did not know what the Knighthood Merlin meant, and Elwyn did not care about the honor at all. Because of the medal, Filch treated Elwyn with great respect for a long time.
Elwyn was an exception. Not everyone had the opportunity to fight against Lord Voldemort, the Basilisk, the Dementor, and the evil dark wizards when they were still students. For ordinary students, the Quidditch Cup was their only chance to enter the prize room.
Especially considering that this would be the first time in seven years that Gryffindor could win the Quidditch Cup, and that Wood was about to graduate, this victory was especially meaningful.
The game was still going on and all eyes were now on Harry Redknapp. He was obviously aware of this. After Li announced that Gryffindor was leading by fifty points, Harry gave up following Malfoy and flew high into the sky alone, looking for the Golden Snitch.
Malfoy chased after him, looking a little impatient.
On the field, Angelina continued to work hard and scored another ten points.
She flew around one end of the field, waving her fists in the air. The scarlet ocean below screamed in joy.
Just then, something unexpected happened.
Without any warning, Slytherin's Markus Flint suddenly rushed straight at Angelina like a giant cannonball. Under everyone's gaze, Angelina was almost knocked off her broom.
The crowd booed. Flint shrugged his shoulders and explained casually, "Sorry, I didn't see her!"
This seemed to be a signal. Fred was very dissatisfied with Angelina being attacked. After a while, he hit Flint on the back of the head with his bat.
Flint's nose hit the broom and began to bleed.
"That's enough!" Madam Hooch screamed and rose between them. "Gryffindor's team attacked the ball chaser for no reason, penalty! Slytherin's team intentionally injured the ball chaser, penalty! "
Madam Hooch's punishment did not stop the anger of both sides. Instead, it made the situation worse. To be more precise, this was originally Slytherin's battle plan. They began to attack Gryffindor's team frequently using various excuses.
Everyone was very angry with Slytherin's actions.
Ron was scolding Flint loudly. Hermione frowned and wanted to stop him, but she heard Li Qiaodan shout, "Damn it, you filthy liars!"
"Jordan, if you can't give a fair comment …" Professor Meg stopped him.
"I'm giving a fair comment, Professor!" Li said loudly, "Look at these guys' behavior. It's disgusting."
Indeed, this game was the dirtiest game Elwyn had ever seen.
Due to Slytherin's frequent fouls, the gap between the scores was quickly narrowed.
They began to snatch the ball by hook or by crook. Bor hit Aria with a bat and tried to say that he thought she was a walking ball, and Angelina was the main target.
Slytherin's players, who were as strong as bear monsters, seized every opportunity to rush towards Angelina, hoping to knock her down from the flying broomstick.
In the face of Slytherin's provocation, Fred and George were not to be outdone. Fred swung his bat around Aria and Angelina to protect them, while George retaliated by elbowing Bor in the face.
However, it was useless. Flint and Derrick took advantage of the absence of Fred and George to aim their bats at Wood. Without the ghost fly, they hit Wood in the stomach with their bats.
Wood grabbed the broomstick and rolled in the air, bending his body completely.
Madam Hooch was furious. She screamed at Flint and Derrick, "You can't attack the goalkeeper unless the ghost fly is in the penalty area. Gryffindor will take the penalty kick!"
The penalty kick was not a punishment for Slytherin at all. They didn't care about it at all. Instead, they took advantage of the frequent fouls to narrow the gap between the two sides.
Gryffindor's players were obviously not used to it. They had never considered such a situation in their training and tactical arrangements.
Moreover, they could not give up on the game. They could only grit their teeth and persevere.
The waves of anger in the spectator stands were getting higher and higher. Ron and a few other boys even wanted to rush to the opposite stands and teach the Slythrins a lesson.
Fortunately, Gryffindor was still 60 points ahead. As long as Harry caught the Golden Snitch!
In the air, Harry could feel hundreds of eyes following him. He was flying higher than anyone else. Malfoy sped up and followed behind him.
All the nervousness before the game had disappeared. He was in a better state than ever. Just as he flew over the Ravenclaw stands, he saw the Golden Snitch flashing twenty feet above him.
Harry sped up and the wind whistled in his ears.
He reached out and was about to touch the Golden Snitch. However, at that moment, the crossbow suddenly slowed down!
Harry was shocked and looked around.
He saw Malfoy lunge forward, grab the tail of the crossbow, and pull it back.
"What are you doing!" Harry was so angry that he wanted to hit Malfoy, but he couldn't reach him.
Malfoy was panting as he grabbed the crossbow, but his eyes flashed with malice. He got what he wanted. The Golden Snitch was gone again.
"Penalty kick! Captain Gryffindor's penalty kick! I've never seen such a tactic! "
Madam Hooch screamed as she flew up toward Malfoy. Malfoy was sliding back into his Nimbus 2001.
"You lying b * tch!" Li Qiaodong yelled into the microphone as he jumped out of Professor Meg's reach. "You dirty, lying b * tch!"
Li Qiaodong didn't have to dodge. Professor Meg didn't even bother to stop him.
She waved her fists in Malfoy's direction. Her hat had fallen off, and she was also yelling furiously.
Beside her, Sirius was even more furious. Without a word, he pulled out his wand. A red light shot up from the bottom and flew straight toward Malfoy. No one knew what spell it was.
This behavior was clearly irrational, but it was in line with Sirius's style.
All the spectators screamed until their throats were hoarse. They saw Sirius' spell being blocked by a silver light in mid-air. The two collided and produced a dazzling light. It was Snape's magic. He had a sinister smile on his face as he stared back at Sirius provocatively.
Professor Meg was very surprised by what the two had done. She quickly stopped Sirius and told him not to do anything drastic.
This unexpected interlude brought the game to a climax. Under Madam Hooch's instructions, Alicia started to take the penalty kick for Gryffindor.
But she was too angry and the ball missed the goal by several feet.
Gryffindor's team was distracted, while all the Slytherin's team was happy with Malfoy's plot against Harry and Snape's strong performance.
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