Chapter 33 A glorious victory for the Snake Court

Just as the two were getting closer to the Golden Snitch, Harry's new broom suddenly became particularly restless.

Sometimes it jumps up and down, sometimes it sways left and right, and it rotates 360 degrees. It looks like a wild horse trying to throw off the person on the horse.

Aaron noticed this scene and couldn't help but frowned, and even stopped chasing the Golden Snitch, "What are you doing?"

"I don't know, the broom won't obey me. This is the first time I've encountered this situation." Harry said with tears in his eyes. This was no longer a question of whether he would lose the game, but whether he could keep it. A matter of life.

"No way!" Aaron looked strange. This was Nimbus 2000, and this kind of situation would not normally happen.

Besides, Harry was now considered a professional seeker, so mistakes like this that only a novice would make would never happen to him.

Not only Aaron discovered the problem, but many people in the audience also discovered the problem and pointed at Harry Potter who kept swinging on his broomstick in the sky.

"Why did Harry's broom become like this?" Hagrid said in surprise.

Hermione looked at Harry through a large telescope. As her eyes followed him, she unexpectedly caught a glimpse of a person in the stands who was concentrating on reciting some spell.

This made her feel a little weird, and she immediately adjusted the telescope and found that the man was Snape, and his eyes were staring at Harry Potter without blinking.

"It's Snape, he's reciting a spell." Hermione said in surprise. Although she didn't want to believe that Snape, who saved her life, would do such a thing, she couldn't admit it in the face of the facts.

"Is he reciting a spell?" Ron also looked at Snape's position and found that it was indeed the case, "Then what should we do?"

"Look at me!" Hermione put the telescope into Ron's hand and left the auditorium, running quickly towards the stand where Snape was.

Harry's broom shook even more violently and crazily. Before, it was only turning sideways, but now it was turning vertically.

After two rounds of flips, Harry was almost thrown off. He could only hold on to the broom handle with one hand and hung in the air with difficulty, but anyone with a clear eye could see that he could not hold on for long.

Nimbus 2000 was still shaking left and right, and Harry grabbed it with his other hand, not daring to let go of it.

The seeker's condition naturally affected Gryffindor's morale. Naturally, Slytherin would not give up this opportunity and scored two Quaffles in a row in just a few minutes.

The score became ten to twenty, giving Gryffindor the lead.

"Oh! It seems the situation is more serious than I thought." Aaron flew next to Harry and reluctantly extended his right hand to him in front of the entire audience, "If you don't want to fall.

Just a friendly reminder, this is not a broomstick problem. No broomstick would be so disobedient. Someone is definitely trying to harm you. "

Harry hesitated for a moment, grabbed Aaron's right hand while being tossed, and was pulled by him to his broom.

Nimbus 2000 also seemed to have lost its target, and gradually stabilized, hovering in mid-air.

Both Gryffindor and Slytherin widened their eyes when they saw this. Most people expressed admiration for him and thought he did not take advantage of others' danger. A few people were angry at him and thought he had given up. A great opportunity for a decisive victory.

Aaron didn't know what they were thinking, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care. After dragging Harry onto the broom, he began to fly around the field quickly, not daring to delay for a moment, for fear of missing Harry Potter. Special footsteps.

"Thank you!" Harry saw that his broom became quiet again and knew that Aaron was right, so he awkwardly expressed his thanks.

"You could have won." Harry said with some confusion. Aaron discovered the Golden Snitch before him. Even if there was no accident with his broom, there was still a high possibility that Aaron would snatch the Snitch before him.

"I have my own principles. I can lose openly, but I can't win without being clear." Aaron said calmly, "The condition for me to join the academy team is that when I participate in the game, the whole team is not allowed to commit any fouls. operate.

But if I took advantage of the opportunity just now and caught the Golden Snitch, then I would be the one who committed the foul. "

On the other side, Hermione had already passed through the crowd and ran quickly to the platform where Snape was.

Just as she was about to pull out her wand to block Snape's spell, she unexpectedly found Harry running onto Aaron's broom.

"How could this happen?" Hermione murmured softly. With her clever little mind, she quickly figured out what happened. Looking at Aaron flying in the sky, the corners of her mouth could not help but raise slightly.

"What are you doing here?" Snape looked at Hermione Granger who had appeared in the row behind him at some point, his face so gloomy that he was about to drip with tears.

"Ah!" Hermione was startled, then recovered instantly and forced herself to calm down, "I think I can see it more clearly here."

"Really? Do you need to pull out your wand?

Miss Granger, I think you think Gryffindor has too many points and want me to deduct more points? "

"No?" Hermione put away her wand in a panic and said hesitantly: "Yes, yes..."

"I asked him to come." Professor Flitwick hurriedly smoothed things over, "Miss Granger had a few spells that she couldn't figure out, so I asked her to come to me after the Quidditch match.

Maybe she was a little impatient! As you know, Hermione has always been a little wizard with a thirst for knowledge. "

Hermione was stunned for a moment, then nodded repeatedly.

Snape looked deeply at Hermione, then turned his attention to Flitwick, snorted slightly, and turned his head away.

Professor Flitwick secretly breathed a sigh of relief and pulled Hermione next to him, as far away from Snape as possible.

"What do you want me to say about you?

Many Gryffindors dislike Professor Snape, but not one of them wants to play pranks with just a wand like you.

Hermione, you are still a first-year student and you have seven years to go before graduation. Are you sure you want to offend a Potions teacher who will teach you for seven years in your first year? "

"I..."

"Stop talking, kid, promise me you won't do such impulsive things again in the future, okay?"

Hermione felt a little aggrieved and wanted to tell Professor Flitwick about seeing Snape reciting the curse just now, but there was no evidence, so she could only nod helplessly.

"That's good, let's watch the game!

Aaron is better than I thought. This excellence is not in talent, but in character.

Of course his talent is also very good. "Flitwick laughed.

Hermione also came to her senses and turned her attention to the field.

Aaron flew around the stadium and felt that the person who had assassinated Harry just now would not dare to cast a spell again in front of so many people, so he simply sent Harry back to his Nimbus 2000.

"The game continues, and I will not show mercy next time." Aaron said.

Harry also nodded, gripping the broom tightly with both hands, quickly adjusting his posture and looking for the golden stream of light in the stadium.

This time he was very focused, but it was Aaron who spotted the Golden Snitch first and chased after him.

Harry followed closely behind and soon bumped into Aaron.

While chasing the golden snitch, the two kept bumping into each other with their arms, trying to make the other party panic, but neither could do anything about it.

The Golden Snitch began to rush towards the lawn on the ground, and the two of them also began to dive downward.

The speed of Nimbus 2000 was slightly faster, but even with his head hitting the ground, Harry did not dare to move forward at full speed, and always maintained the same speed as Aaron.

Finally, when he could clearly see the grass on the ground, Harry didn't dare to continue diving. He suddenly lifted his broom and came to a sudden stop.

But Aaron was still flying downward. When he was about to hit the ground, he stretched out his right hand and quickly traced his fingers across the grass, leaving three shallow ravines on the lawn.

Then he raised his right hand, pulled out a little dirt, and caught the Golden Snitch flying above the lawn.

"Aaron Gaius caught the Golden Snitch. He scored one hundred and fifty points and ended the game." Lee Jordan explained, "The score between Gryffindor and Slytherin was ten to one hundred and seventeen. ten."

Professor Hooch blew her whistle and announced loudly, "Slytherin wins."

Slytherin's cheers instantly covered the entire stadium, and the professors in the stands also applauded this exciting game, but Professor McGonagall was a little more frustrated than others.

I thought that with Harry Potter, a talented seeker, Gryffindor would be proud and sweep away the previous decline, but I didn't expect that Slytherin would also have Aaron Gaius. The killer weapon.

But she couldn't find any fault. She used to say that the opponent was weak and often committed fouls, but this time she really couldn't comfort herself.