Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

Harry felt the vibration of the meteor on his hand. In fact, after being together for so long, he never knew the origin of the meteor.

All I know is that as a full-fledged flying broomstick...he can really be a broomstick.

"Then come on."

He was full of confidence in himself and Meteor.

"The old rule is to circle the field three times, then snake around the goal, and finally find the golden snitch in the chaos of the field and catch him," Flint said.

"As long as you're not three minutes behind Malfoy, the Seeker's position is yours."

As soon as the words fell, a group of people flew into the sky.

Remi Gard took one last look at Harry, nodded to him, and made fists with his hands to cheer him up.

"Be careful and don't be too impatient!"

"Thank you." Harry nodded.

After everyone flew up, Draco looked at Harry: "Be careful, I suddenly remembered something."

Harry looked at him in surprise and heard him say, "He was one of the people you beat last year."

Harry looked puzzled and looked at Marcus in the sky again. The guy didn't look like he was sixteen. To describe him as a troll was not just a joke.

If he was really there, there was no reason why Harry wouldn't be impressed.

"Among the people I beat last year, was he really there?"

Draco nodded and whispered: "Although he looked like a troll, when you turned around and gave him an elbow, he lay on the ground crying."

Is there such a thing? !

Well, Harry looked at the sky in embarrassment.

Seeing that the man above seemed to urge him, he had to suppress the matter first. Nodding: "Let me try it first."

As he spoke, Meteor suddenly started to move.

Draco just looked at Harry, not riding on the broom at all, but holding the broom handle with one hand.

Then, the broom turned around in mid-air with Harry, and with the cooperation of the two, he climbed onto the broom gracefully.

Draco froze on the spot, and it wasn't until Harry flew to the same height as Flint and the others that he came to his senses.

"ah?"

Can you still play like this?

High above the pitch, Harry's starting point was at Slytherin's goal. There are six goals in Quidditch, three on each side.

You only need to go around one side to go around the goal. Because of the distance between the goals, this is a test of your short-distance turning ability.

Miles McCleary, Slytherin's Keeper, didn't have much ill will toward Harry, and didn't mind spending some time doing a selection test after confirming that the broomstick could indeed fly.

They do lack a powerful seeker. However, this position usually requires some juniors and small enough people to fill it, but at the same time they need to show enough acumen and superb skills in the battle for the golden snitch. technology.

In other words – talent.

The Malfoy I tested just now is indeed pretty good, but a little too timid. He wanted to try again to see if there was anything better, just in case.

"I hope you're not a timid person," he said.

Draco was just too scared when he was going around the goal. His speed dropped again and again, which made him very dissatisfied.

After a while, everyone was ready, and everything was just like usual training. The chasers tried to score goals, the goalkeepers defended, and the batsmen tried to interfere with them.

"start!"

Suddenly, Harry rushed out like a rocket, and the wind caused McClery, who was looking at him, to freeze on the spot.

The next moment, the huge red Quaffle hit his chest.

Looking over again, Marcus, who had just pitched, also stayed where he was.

Harry lowered his body and held Meteor tightly with both hands. Meteor was now very motivated and wanted to teach those guys what a real broom was.

And the wind brought by the meteor raised the flags in the stands beside the stadium.

One lap, two laps, three laps.

Before they could react, Harry completed three laps and arrived at the goal.

"Tsk!"

Marcus said disdainfully, flew directly to Garde, and snatched the bat from his hand.

Before Galde could react, he felt his hands were empty and quickly asked: "Marcus, what are you going to do?!"

However, Marcus just pushed him away and hit the Bludger.

The magic attached to the Bludger will automatically guide the attached person, ensuring that it has enough accuracy to achieve a practical harassment effect in high-speed moving games.

However, this time, the Bludger flew out at an extremely fast speed, and then - a clang! !

Harry's figure flashed past, and the ball hit the goal post, bounced back, and hit an unprepared guy directly.

"Damn it!"

Marcus didn't even look and cursed angrily. At this moment, Harry glanced at him with an indifferent expression, and then looked away again.

Soon, he found a touch of gold!

At this moment, Meteor seemed to sense what he was thinking and headed straight towards the golden snitch.

In the midst of flashing and moving, within a moment, the golden shadow had nowhere to escape.

Harry opened his hand and grabbed the Snitch.

Then the next moment, his whole body started to spin, and he suddenly felt that his internal organs had shifted position.

All I saw was that the Meteor's broomstick flicked its tail fiercely, so fast that it directly counterattacked the Bludger!

With a bang, Harry held the Snitch in his hand, but had no intention of looking. He only saw the black shadow, like a cannonball, directly knocking Marcus off the broom and sending him flying out.

Then, he fell from a high altitude.

"Marcus!!"

Someone roared angrily, quickly lowered his broom, and quickly approached to catch him.

Seeing this, Harry put away the wand that had been shaking in his hand again and slowly lowered it.

Marcus was lying on the ground, his face pale, his head bent, and he was holding his stomach.

This time I held my stomach because of the shooting star.

But this time he couldn't laugh anymore.

Galder stood up and breathed a long sigh of relief, then looked at Harry with a gentle smile and nodded: "Surprising, I think it should be you!"

As he spoke, he came closer: "Marcus just wanted you to feel the real stadium, no harm done. During the Quidditch match, the opponent's batter will indeed interfere with all the players in this way.

Even the goalkeeper sometimes overturns accidentally, such as suddenly hugging the Bludger, and the real Quaffle goes into the goal. "

Harry didn't know if this was a Quidditch joke, but... he could tell Garder was being the peacemaker.

Seeing Marcus rolling on the ground and wailing, Harry sighed, didn't say much, changed the topic, and looked at McCurry who was keeping time.

"Senior, how much time do I have?"

It was only then that McClery reacted and quickly took out the timer. He had not pressed stop from the time Harry caught the Golden Snitch until now.

Then, he looked at Harry in horror and opened his mouth.

"It takes less than fifteen minutes..."

Harry turned to look at Draco, shaking his head with a confused expression.

Facing Harry's gaze, Draco stiffly took out the tissue from his pocket, gritted his teeth, nodded and smiled: "That's great...poor, ah ha, it took me a long time to prepare it!!"

"The suggestion you gave me was to prepare some tissues." Harry nodded, looking sincere.

However, just when Harry thought Draco would be disappointed, he didn't expect that his expression seemed to be twitching, and he quickly changed his attitude.

"It doesn't matter. Can you give me a try on your broom?"

Harry looked at Draco's change of expression in surprise, not knowing how to describe it...

Is this... a habit? !

There will be another chapter in a while, little brother, I am a mobile coder, my speed is not good, I have to kowtow to the leader! !

If you are interested during this period, you can read the following books.

seedling! seedling! seedling! Say important things three times! !

Introduction: After being reborn ten years ago, Wu Feng was full of ambition and vowed to take advantage of his foresight to achieve achievements beyond his previous life!

At this time, Wu Feng heard his sister's voice:

"My younger brother wants to become a monk. Let him take the succubus path. I wonder if he is willing to accept the succubus position."

"My brother has no use for his spiritual treasure. Find him a Hongmeng spiritual treasure for self-defense."

"The Twilight of the Gods has finally arrived. Anyone who disobeys me and my brother will die!"

Wu Feng: "???"

"Sister 6!"

"If heaven had not given birth to me, Wu Xiaofeng, the world would have lasted forever like night. Sister, come here!"