Chapter 472 This Is Not Fair! [Additional Update for Silver League Leader Dsf23dd]

"I've been searching hard!" Malfoy, who was wandering on the field, replied angrily.

At this moment, a golden light flashed not far ahead

It's the Golden Snitch!

Malfoy was immediately ecstatic, and taking advantage of the close distance, he rushed over in an instant.

Harry, who was only half a beat slower than Malfoy, noticed the Golden Snitch a moment later and used the Firebolt under him to catch up with him.

Because the broom was faster, Harry gradually closed the distance.

Malfoy in front also urgently felt the pressure brought by Harry, and in the process of capturing the Golden Snitch, he kept shifting his position, blocking Harry's path forward.

Or maybe he was blocking his line of sight to prevent him from seeing the specific location of the Golden Snitch.

In this way, the two of them followed the golden snitch all the way to high altitude, and gradually lost touch with everyone.

At this time, everyone on the field was focused on another pitching and scoring battlefield.

After all, Ivan's repeated goals have put Slytherin at a huge disadvantage. If this continues, they will lose regardless of whether they can catch the Golden Snitch or not!

So in desperation, the Slytherin players began to use various destructive and illegal tricks, and even suicidal charges to knock Ivan off the field.

However, the more eager the Slytherin players were, the more loopholes and flaws in their defense there were. Ivan could easily avoid their collisions by riding the Firebolt, or he could deliberately lure them into hitting the wall.

The free throw opportunity obtained by the opponent's violation made Ivan's scoring speed increase a lot again, and the score continued to widen the gap.

"Hals scored again! With the last ten minutes left, Gryffindor will lead by one hundred and fifty points, completely cutting off Slytherin's chance of winning the championship!"

The fierce battlefield made the commentator Jordan's voice hoarse, but his spirit was extremely excited, because Gryffindor's victory was close at hand!

After a pause, Jordan changed his voice and began to explain the battle situation in the sky. Harry and Malfoy, who had strayed away from the center of the field, were having a one-on-one duel without being disturbed!

"We can see that Potter and Malfoy have found the Golden Snitch. This is the only possibility for Slytherin to win. I mean if Malfoy can catch the Golden Snitch before Hals throws the next ball. !”

"Of course, in my opinion, Malfoy won't have a chance. Potter will definitely catch the Golden Snitch faster than him!" Jordan's explanation had an obvious tendency, attracting many Slytherin wizards in the stands. They were quite dissatisfied and protested one after another!

At this time, high in the sky, the fight for the Golden Snitch had reached a fever pitch. Harry relied on the advantage of his broom to catch up with Malfoy.

However, the movement trajectory of the Golden Snitch is unpredictable and extremely difficult to capture, so it has not been successful so far.

"Potter, it's still too late to turn around. There might be Dementors flying down here. You must not fall from the sky again like last time." Malfoy stared at Harry fiercely and said sarcastically.

"I already know how to deal with those monsters, you should worry about yourself!" Harry ignored Malfoy's taunt and retorted.

Ahead, the golden snitch flapped its wings and wandered aimlessly in the air, but its speed became slower and slower, and finally reached a point of stagnation. The two people immediately understood that the time had come to take action!

The two broomsticks exerted force at the same time, competing to fly forward. Harry's broomstick was faster, and Malfoy was closer.

In the end, the two of them arrived almost at the same time, neither of them willing to give in. In the end, they bumped into each other directly. Then both Harry and Malfoy endured the pain and stretched out their hands to the Golden Snitch in front of them.

At the same time, Ivan also scored the last ball into the frame.

Many young wizards on the battlefield couldn't help but stand up and look at the sky, waiting for the results to appear.

After a few seconds, the two people in the air finally separated. Harry quickly flew down and raised his right hand high, holding a small golden ball in his palm.

The whole place was in an uproar, and the Gryffindor wizards jumped up and shouted excitedly.

"Great, we win!"

"We won the cup! We won the cup!"

On the field, George and others were equally crazy about it. They rode on broomsticks and high-fived each other on the field to vent their excitement.

After falling to the ground, Wood rushed over with tears in his eyes and hugged everyone, especially Ivan and Harry.

"You are so good! I feel like my past seven years have finally come to a complete end!" Wood looked around excitedly. He will graduate and leave Hogwarts next year. His only wish is to win another Quidditch trophy!

Everyone laughed happily and went to receive the trophy together.

"Sirius, did you see that? We won!" After receiving the Quidditch trophy, Harry immediately held it up and looked at Sirius.

"Yeah! That's great!" Sirius said with a smile. He looked at Harry and others in gold and red uniforms, and couldn't help but think back to the days when he went to school with James and Lupin.

Compared to the excitement and joy here, the Slytherin players were all downcast. Marcus was angrily scolding them, and the scolding was very unpleasant.

"Their broomsticks flew too fast, and we couldn't catch up with them at all. It's not fair!" Malfoy said angrily. He was just a little bit behind the Golden Snitch at that time. If he had the Firebolt to catch the Golden Snitch, It's him.

The other Slytherin players also complained about this, so loudly that even the happy Harry and others could hear it.

Seeing that the Slytherin players seemed a little unconvinced, Ron spoke up. "Malfoy, when your team used Nimbus 2001 last year, we didn't let you change brooms!"

"Yes! We lost the last game because of the dementors, but we didn't get Hufflepuff back!" Hermione also retorted.

The Slytherin players were immediately speechless, and Malfoy glared at them, but said nothing more.

"Haha, don't worry about them, let them be jealous! Let's celebrate ours!" George said with a smile.

Harry and the others nodded and prepared to return to the lounge to celebrate.

"Huh? Where's Ivan?" Hermione looked around, but couldn't find Ivan.

After her reminder, everyone realized that the person who had won the championship this time was not here.

"I saw him just now! He seemed to be over there." Fred, the only one who knew, scratched his head and pointed in the direction of the corridor over there.