Chapter 398: The Winning Ball

"I certainly agree with you inviting an Auror over!" Harry said urgently, "We can't take everyone's safety as a joke."

"I will negotiate with the Ministry of Magic." Snape didn't say much, which made Harry feel something was wrong.

After the students dispersed, Snape said in a very light, very light voice: "Not a single Auror can successfully use the Rider system, Harry."

"Then why did you say that!" Harry felt a bit unhappy. In this way, the students would think Harry was deliberately letting Ron show off his heroism.

"Not everyone among the students is on our side." Snape glanced at him sideways, "Do you understand?"

After Harry's brief doubt, he understood Snape's meaning a bit: perhaps, the appearance of the hostile Rider was just to test Britain's combat power. If Harry and Ron were made to carry the pot of "deliberately showing off heroism," this could cover up the weakness of the Ministry of Magic to a certain extent.

"And, the Chinese recommended Mr. Sugemi to me; I think this should not be without a target." Snape mentioned this person, and Harry suddenly felt relieved. Indeed, on the issue of Kamen Riders, it was not that there was no one to back Ron up.

Considering that China already had a plan to cultivate Ron, Harry chose to accept Snape's statement, but he immediately remembered another thing, "By the way, Professor, I discovered a spell today that can pose a threat to Kamen Riders, Sectumsempra; have you heard of it?"

"I know this spell, but I didn't notice it could have an effect." Snape was silent for a moment, "A very good discovery, Potter; I think this should just happen to solve a problem... I'll tell you when there are results."

It counted as a reply, Harry thought. Now, no matter what, he had to play the game first. His mind quickly turned to Ron—he wasn't injured, but looked tired to death.

The next morning, when they were walking toward the Great Hall, Harry felt Ron's spirit was much better. He didn't seem to want to mention yesterday's battle, and he wasn't curious at all about Zhang Qiu coming to explain the bat monster's identity. Like Harry, Ron's mind was entirely on the game.

They walked toward the stadium with big strides. Along the way, Ginny chattered about the good news she just heard: "Slytherin's Chaser Vasey was injured during training, and they had to change their formation temporarily, with Malfoy taking his position, and the Seeker was changed to Greengrass—"

"Very strange, I changed positions and he followed, too," Harry said, "But this is also good; Edith's pressure will be much smaller. Greengrass has strong observation but poor endurance; you just need to be patient to easily defeat her."

"That's really great." Edith said with a full face of smiles.

"You must be careful of her first wave of attacks." Ginny said seriously to her, "Don't relax your vigilance until thirty minutes before; Greengrass finds the Snitch quite fast; I almost suffered a big loss before."

They came to the noisy stadium outside. On one side of the auditorium was a sea of red and gold, and on the other side was an ocean of green and silver. Many Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws also had their own supported teams. Among these colorful crowds, Harry saw Hermione sitting in the second row at a glance. He hurriedly gestured with his mouth to signal McLaggen to look.

When McLaggen turned his head, Nicola, who was sitting in front of Hermione, suddenly opened his hands and waved hard toward this side, so he squinted his eyes for a long time before turning around with a big smile.

"Watch me." He said confidently.

Ron shook his head coldly. He didn't say much, just pushed Harry, signaling him to go shake hands as soon as possible.

As soon as the whistle blew, Harry and other players rose into the air together. He easily noticed the positions of the two Bludgers and flew in different directions with Ron tacitly.

Harry easily surpassed Crabbe and Goyle; the two of them were flying around in the air like headless flies. He even suspected that the two of them hadn't found where the Bludgers were at all.

"Control the ball first." When passing by Ron, Harry instructed.

Ron gave him an OK gesture. They had trained this move specifically; by positioning in advance and hitting the ball to each other, they could ensure that Crabbe and Goyle couldn't touch the Bludgers at all.

The ball control tactic was quite successful. Harry and Ron began to hit the Bludgers back and forth like playing tennis, which made Crabbe and Goyle look even more like two idiots.

However, idiots also have the wisdom of idiots. After they found they couldn't catch up with the Bludgers, they immediately flew to both sides of Greengrass, two big blocky bodyguards protecting the Seeker, flying straight toward Draco.

Bad, Harry secretly said not good. He was a bit too proud, so much so that he forgot Draco was also a Seeker by origin. A flash of gold streaked across the clear blue sky, and that was exactly the direction the four Slytherin people were moving forward.

Harry hurried to fly there, and at the same time he noticed Edith was also rushing toward the Snitch with all her might, but she was just a first-grade girl, no matter what, she couldn't squeeze past those two big blocky guys...

Harry's heart was pounding. He knew the current situation was quite unfavorable for Gryffindor, and he had something in his hand that could rival any big blocky guy: a Bludger.

This was the only thing that could reverse the situation. Slytherin's sneak attack almost succeeded; this ball must not be missed...

I must hit accurately, and it must be powerful enough...

Harboring intense thoughts, Harry gripped the bat tightly. The Bludger was by his side, ready to be hit at any time, but Edith's position was not good; the Beater's support could only play a role for a moment...

Patience, wait for the opportunity. Harry suddenly felt he was incomparably calm. All the muscles in his body relaxed, and a spiritual sense, a special spirit, flowed in his heart, until—

Ron hit the Bludger by his side in advance. Draco made a dodging movement quickly, and Harry could see that he was shouting to remind Crabbe and Goyle.

Just this one moment, the best opportunity. Harry felt all his strength concentrating toward his right hand, and he swung the bat quickly, hitting the Bludger heavily.

The Bludger hit by Harry flew toward the three people chasing the Snitch like a cannonball out of the chamber, with an extremely unreasonable speed, and then hit the tail end of Crabbe's broom.

Amazing things appeared. This Bludger directly smashed Crabbe's broom. This ordinary sports equipment hit and sent by Harry's young arms directly smashed the mature industrial product of the Nimbus company with irresistible force.

When Goyle saw the broom tassel flying in front of his eyes, he seemed to be stunned all at once. Fortunately, Greengrass's reaction was quite quick; she suddenly reached out and grabbed Crabbe's wrist, which avoided him falling directly from the sky.

Finally, Goyle came back to his senses and hurried forward to help, while Crabbe was still holding the bald broomstick, looking confused.

This hit could almost be called an accident. Even Harry was a bit stunned; he didn't know that hitting the ball could be like this, which made Harry himself feel a bit at a loss.

With Edith accelerating to catch the Snitch, this early confrontation led by a fast-break sneak attack directly led to the end of the whole game.

"This is incredible, children." Madam Hooch walked toward Harry after landing, "You didn't chant any spells when hitting the ball, right?"

"No, Madam." Harry looked at his hands, "I don't know what happened either."

"And no one tampered with the broom before the game, right?" She narrowed her eyes and said.

"Impossible!" Draco said, "Our brooms are placed under our own beds, and I even chanted anti-theft spells!"

"Then there is only one explanation, Mr. Potter. I think you might have entered some kind of special state just now." Madam Hooch marveled, "Simply, I didn't expect to really run into such a thing; this has only appeared twice in Quidditch history."

"Seems to be the case." Harry heard that others had also done it, and felt relieved all at once, "You said this kind of thing has also appeared in history?"

"Yes, a Beater nicknamed 'Conan the Barbarian' once hit a Bludger that broke the goalpost." Madam Hooch popularized science happily, "People generally believe that this is a kind of instinctive non-verbal spell, or magic riot; it's very rare, but not completely impossible."

After a brief shock and loss, the Gryffindor players began to cheer. They hugged each other and walked toward the locker room arm in arm.

Harry and Ron lingered, wanting to enjoy this jubilant atmosphere for a while longer. They were almost the last to leave, because McLaggen looked even more lingering.

When they pulled open the locker room door, Harry was a bit surprised to find Zhang Qiu standing at the door. Of course, just one Zhang Qiu wouldn't cause his surprise; what really surprised him was that there was also a Marietta on the side.

"I won't talk about the Rider matter at this great time." Zhang Qiu shrugged, "I'm looking for you mainly because Marietta said she has fallen in love with Cormac a bit, and she wants to ask you to help introduce them."

"Ah, is that so?" Harry said with a guilty conscience; he tried hard to pretend this was something he just heard, "He, but he seems to like Hermione."

"Hermione might not like him, right?" Marietta probed.

"Hermione might like him, but it's unlikely Hermione likes him." Zhang Qiu sneered.

"Shh!" Harry held up a finger, "Cormac is still inside!"

"Ah? I thought he left." Zhang Qiu lowered her voice, "I saw Hermione leave in a hurry, and thought it was because of him..."

"What's the matter? What's wrong?" The door suddenly opened. McLaggen's cloudy face squeezed out a fake smile, "I heard someone seemed to be saying my name."

"Ah, yes," Marietta suddenly blushed, "I was the one saying it; you played great today, very handsome."

After a distortion of McLaggen's face, the fake smile turned into a real smile, and then his tone also became high-spirited from the heart.

"Is that so? But this is not my best level." He leaned against the door frame and said, "The game that makes me feel most satisfied is always the next one."

"Harry, Ron, you two come with me; I have very serious official business to say." Zhang Qiu suddenly pulled the two of them, and Harry and Ron also cooperatively followed her to walk aside.

"That's not Night Rogue; that's Moon Rider; he uses the same complete Rider system." Zhang Qiu said worriedly, "And according to my uncle's speculation, his strength is strong, and he might be related to vampires."

"No, you really have serious official business to say..." Ron's originally smiling face collapsed all at once. ===== CHAPTER 399 =====