Chapter 33: The Glorious Victory of the Snake Court

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

Sometimes it jumped up and down, sometimes it swayed left and right, and it also rotated 360 degrees, looking like a wild horse that wanted to throw the person riding on it off.

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 is not obedient, this is the first time I encounter this situation." Harry said with tears in his eyes. This is no longer a question of whether he will lose the game, but whether he can save his life.

"Not that bad!" Aaron looked strange. This is a Nimbus 2000, and this situation is generally impossible.

Besides, Harry is now a professional seeker, and such mistakes that only novices will make should never happen to him.

Not only Aaron found the problem, but many people in the audience also found the problem and pointed at Harry Potter who was constantly swinging on the flying broom in the sky.

"How did Harry's broom become like this?" Hagrid said in astonishment.

Hermione looked at Harry with a large telescope, and when her eyes followed him, she unexpectedly caught a glimpse of a man in the stands who was concentrating on chanting a spell.

This made her feel a little strange, and she adjusted the telescope and found that the man was Snape, and his eyes were fixed on Harry Potter, without blinking.

"It's Snape, he's chanting 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 had to admit it in the face of facts.

"He's chanting 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 stuffed the telescope into Ron's hand and left the audience, running quickly towards the stands where Snape was.

Harry's broom shook more violently and crazily. It was only flipping sideways before, but now it has begun to flip vertically.

After two 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 discerning eye could see that he could not hold on for long.

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

The Seeker's problem naturally affected Gryffindor's morale. Slytherin would naturally not give up this opportunity and scored two consecutive Quaffles in just a few minutes.

The score became ten to twenty, overtaking Gryffindor.

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

Friendly reminder, this is not a problem with the flying broom. No broom would be so disobedient. It must be someone who wants to hurt you."

Harry hesitated for a moment, and while being thrown, he grabbed Aaron's right hand and was dragged to his broom.

Nimbus 2000 also seemed to have lost its target, gradually calmed down, and hovered in the air.

Both Gryffindor and Slytherin widened their eyes after seeing this scene. Most people showed their admiration for him, thinking that he did not take advantage of others' misfortune, while a few people were angry that he gave up a great opportunity to win.

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 court quickly, not daring to delay for a moment, for fear of following in Harry Potter's footsteps.

"Thank you!" Harry saw that his broom had quieted down again, and knew that Aaron was right, and expressed his gratitude awkwardly.

"You could have won." Harry said a little confused. Aaron found the Golden Snitch before him. Even if his broom didn't have any accidents, there was still a great possibility that Aaron would grab the Snitch before him.

"I have my own principles. I can lose with dignity, but I can't win without knowing why." Aaron said lightly, "The condition for me to join the college team is that when I participate in the competition, the whole team is not allowed to make any fouls.

But if I took the opportunity just now to catch the Golden Snitch, then I would be the one who fouled."

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

Just as she was about to draw out her wand to stop Snape from casting the spell, she unexpectedly found that Harry ran onto Aaron's broom.

"How could this happen?" Hermione whispered softly. With her clever little head, she quickly figured out what happened. Looking at Aaron flying in the sky, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

"What are you doing here?" Snape looked at Hermione Granger, who appeared in the back row of him at some point, and his face was gloomy and almost dripping with water.

"Ah!" Hermione was startled, then she came back to her senses in an instant and forced herself to calm down, "I think it's clearer here."

"Really? Is it necessary to draw your wand?

Miss Granger, I think you think Gryffindor's points are too high, and you want me to deduct more points, right?"

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

"I asked him to come." Professor Flitwick hurriedly made peace, "Miss Granger didn't understand a few spells, I asked her to come to me after the Quidditch game.

Maybe she was a little impatient! You know, Hermione has always been a little wizard who is eager for knowledge."

Hermione was stunned for a moment, and then nodded continuously.

Snape looked at Hermione deeply, then put his eyes on Flitwick, snorted lightly, and turned his head away.

Professor Flitwick secretly breathed a sigh of relief, pulled Hermione to his side, as far away from Snape as possible.

"What can I say about you?

Many Gryffindors don't like Professor Snape, but there is no one like you who wants to play pranks with a wand.

Hermione, you are still a first-year student, and there are still seven years 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 it, kid, promise me that you won't do such impulsive things again, okay?"

Hermione felt a little wronged and wanted to tell Professor Flitwick about Snape's spell just now, but she had no evidence and could only nod helplessly.

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

Aaron is better than I thought, and this kind of excellence is not in talent, but in character.

Of course, his talent is also very good." Flitwick smiled.

Hermione also came back to her senses and focused on the court.

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

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

Harry also nodded, holding the broom tightly with both hands, quickly adjusted his state, and looked for the golden light in the court.

This time he was very focused, but Aaron still found the golden snitch first and chased it.

Harry followed closely and soon collided with Aaron.

In the process of chasing the golden snitch, the two kept hitting each other with their arms, trying to make each other flustered, but neither of them could do anything to the other.

The golden snitch began to rush towards the grass on the ground, and the two began to dive down.

The speed of the Nimbus 2000 was slightly faster, but Harry did not dare to go full speed in this head-on collision with the ground, and always kept the same speed as Aaron.

Finally, when he could clearly see the grass on the ground, Harry did not dare to continue diving, and suddenly raised his broom and braked.

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

Then he raised his right hand, pulled out a little soil, and caught the golden snitch flying above the lawn.

"Aaron Gaius caught the golden snitch, he got 150 points, and ended the game." Lee Jordan explained, "The score between Gryffindor and Slytherin is 10 to 170."

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

The cheers of Slytherin instantly covered the entire stadium, and the professors in the stands also applauded this wonderful game, but Professor McGonagall was a little more depressed than others.

I thought that this time, with Harry Potter, a gifted seeker, Gryffindor would be able to hold their heads high and sweep away the previous decline, but I didn't expect that Slytherin also had a killer like Aaron Gaius.

But she couldn't find any fault at all. In the past, she could say that the other party won unfairly and often broke the rules, but this time she really had no way to comfort herself.