Seeing his student being taken advantage of, Snape had no intention of stopping him.
Draco's only purpose seems to be to delay Vincent's scoring.
"I hereby strongly condemn Malfoy's behavior!" Lee turned his attention back to the arena.
"Oh dear, Wood blocked Flint's shot again!"
For nearly half an hour, neither side scored another goal.
Slytherin's Seeker, Terence Higgs, has been searching for the Golden Snitch since the start of the game.
Unlike Harry's leisurely pace, he didn't intend to do nothing.
Merlin favors hardworking little wizards.
Terence instinctively gave chase to that dazzling golden light that flashed across Ravenclaw.
"Harry!" Wood shouted.
Harry, riding Gwendolyn, also gave chase.
"Both Seeker have made a move, so it seems the mischievous Golden Snitch has stopped playing hide-and-seek."
Lee's reminder caused everyone's attention to shift away from the Slytherin audience.
Even Snape was no exception.
Guided by Terence, Harry finally spotted the Golden Snitch.
It was very fast, and in the blink of an eye it was dozens of feet away.
The Ravenclaw audience members weren't paying attention to them.
Even as the two passed by one of them, she kept staring at the person opposite her.
"Qiu, you've taken a fancy to Wayne?"
She shook her head at the girl next to her with a large mouth, "No, Marietta."
I just remembered that Gu Gu fly like that too.
"An owl flying in circles?" Marietta looked over and realized that the two really did look quite alike.
As the most honored Gu Gu at Hogwarts, there's nowhere Goohoo can't go.
It had frequented the Headmaster's Office and robbed the aging and fading Fawkes multiple times.
She also frequently went to the girls' dormitory in Ravenclaw, acting cute and throwing tantrums to ask for food.
Therefore, Gu Gu's weight gain cannot be entirely attributed to Vincent.
All the little wizards who fed it delicious food were accomplices.
This includes Dumbledore, a habitual offender who frequently gives out candy.
"Qiu, how do you know all this?"
"Vincent said that. He also said that the House-elf in the kitchen prepare little field mice for Gu Gu every night."
Marietta's large mouth twitched slightly. "Does Wayne just say whatever he wants?"
Could it be that he can understand owl language?
"He really can." Qiu nodded seriously.
"If you observe closely, you'll notice that the owls that fly over to the Gryffindor table report on Gu Gu's performance almost every day."
"Okay," Marietta said with an awkward laugh.
"Watch out!" she suddenly pressed down on Qiu's shoulder.
The mischievous Golden Snitch circled the arena once and somehow ended up back in the Ravenclaw stands.
Terence and Harry, who were completely focused, almost bumped into Cho and Marietta.
The Golden Snitch gave a slight shake and flew back again.
Terence immediately stopped, rolled half a circle, and chased after him upside down.
Harry lacked self-control and almost fell off Gwendolyn.
Marietta, still shaken, glared at him.
She shouldn't have listened to Qiu and come to watch such a dangerous match.
"Okay, it's alright now." Qiu pouted, trying to soothe her sullen best friend. "Malfoy went too far, that's why Vincent reacted like that."
"My dear sister—"
Marietta immediately drew her wand, on guard. "You have to understand how an ordinary little wizard like me feels."
Seeing her looking as if she were facing a formidable enemy, Qiu couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, "Is it really that exaggerated?"
I also plan to join the school team in two years.
This best friend, who has loved the Tutshill Tornados since childhood, seems unaware of the dangers of Quidditch.
"You're so beautiful, what if you get hurt?"
"No, they wouldn't dare to bully me."
What if it's an accident?
"Hmm—then I'll Seeker."
Marietta shook her head, giving up on trying to persuade her.
From first grade onwards, she had no way to deal with this best friend.
Whenever there's something she wants to do, the other person will definitely drag her along.
Two years later?
She was praying that she would fail her test.
"Whoosh—" The mischievous Golden Snitch is here again.
As soon as Terence and Harry walked over, Marietta stood up.
"Hey, I've been putting up with you guys for ages!"
Terence, who was in front, ignored her.
Harry stopped abruptly.
He scratched his head shyly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
"Alright," Qiu said, pulling Marietta's arm. "They didn't want this to happen either."
She looked at Harry apologetically and pointed her little finger toward the Hufflepuff stands.
"Keep it up, Golden Snitch has gone over there."
"Oh—okay." Harry's face flushed slightly.
"Thank you," he said, and then chased after her.
Marietta sat down with a dark expression. "Qiu, you shouldn't have reminded him."
Even if he were Harry Potter.
"He apologized." Qiu looked towards the Hufflepuff stands. "Shouldn't we help him?"
"Sure." Marietta simply went to watch Vincent tease Draco.
At least the young master with his messy hair always said something different each time he opened his mouth.
Having received the hint, Harry pushed Gwendolyn and caught up with the Golden Snitch first.
Terence, not to be outdone, stayed right behind him.
"Given Gwendolyn's performance, Higgs would probably have a hard time catching up," Lee then stated, citing various parameters provided by McGonagall.
Custom-designed flying brooms are definitely more advanced than mass-produced ones.
In its ruthless Cleansweep of catching up with the performance of the Rascal Rabbit, the company even used some of its technological reserves.
Harry didn't catch up at first, probably because he was Gwendolyn and didn't dare to use his full speed.
As for the truth, only the person involved knows.
As Harry swooped down from the stands, he had only one thought in mind: to catch the Golden Snitch and end the game.
Terence, who was about to reach the meadow, simply pulled up his broom handle and gave up the chase.
Gryffindor weren't afraid of death, he wouldn't have acted so recklessly.
It is not shameful to recognize one's own abilities.
Harry, who was about to crash into the grass, would probably have been seriously injured if he had been using a less capable broom.
"Potter is standing on top of Gwendolyn!" Lee craned his neck. "Oh Merlin —is he trying to catch the Golden Snitch in this position?"
The Slytherin group fell silent.
Draco didn't shout anymore, and Vincent stopped in mid-air.
All eyes are now on the small figure on the grass, whose fingertips are almost touching the Golden Snitch.
Harry stood shakily on the broom handle, leaning forward as much as possible with his small body.
Dumbledore, McGonagall, and the other professors all stood up.
Vincent instinctively looked behind him and found that Snape's eyes revealed deep worry.
"Merlin! He's fallen!"
As he expected, Harry indeed rolled onto the grass.
Snape stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with even more worry.
Only after Harry sat up unharmed, as if he were vomiting something, did he seem relieved enough to sit back down.