Hogwarts Pet Master

As soon as Mrs. Hooch's new rules came out, Kerry suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. Although he would still be flanked by enemy people, it wouldn't be a problem as long as he could still move.

"Kerry successfully escaped the Slytherin team's left and right attacks by flying up and down. He started to run. He was going to throw the ball to the left frame. The enemy goalkeeper quickly followed up the defense.

Hey, Kerry fooled us all. He actually dribbled around his back and threw the ball into the right frame, and Gryffindor scored again. "Jordan shouted.

The Slytherin audience continued to curse.

"What the hell did you fight? How did you become an official team member with your strength?"

"Get off the field quickly, I can hit better than you with one hand."

They feel that this team in their college is really embarrassing. It's okay for two seniors to defend one freshman, but in this case, they can still let the opponent score.

"No, I can't swallow this breath, we have to stop him." Flint immediately became furious when he heard the abuse, and he shouted to the team members. "One person each from the batter and the chaser will follow me to intercept Black, and the rest will do their jobs."

Soon the audience discovered that Kerry was being defended again, with Flint above him, and then one person on each side. No matter how powerful he was, it was difficult to escape.

"Why bother? You have three people here. How can you withstand our team's attack?" Kerry sighed.

"It doesn't matter anymore. As long as our Seeker can catch the Golden Snitch, we can make a comeback. Anyway, from this moment on, I won't let you score another point." Flint said harshly.

"Oh, it's okay. I'm tired anyway. You can just chat with me here."

"What is the Slytherin team doing? Are they trying to completely block Kerry's actions? My poor Kerry, your damn excellence has made you a public enemy." Jordan said pitifully.

"Be serious," Mag reminded from the side.

"Ok."

Gryffindor now has the advantage and has not yet discovered the Golden Snitch. With the loss of three men, Slytherin could only defend in frustration and did not dare to attack at will.

"What's the point of asking you to get off the field?"

"end"

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The curses in the audience continued, and Snape was also angry. Since Black appeared, there have been frequent problems in his college.

"Senior, do you think you will be drowned in the saliva of the people in your college when you go back?" Kerry said. "Look over there, Professor Snape has anger on his face."

Flint was also upset. These abuses made him lose the ability to think calmly.

"You continue to guard against him, and I will help," he said. Flint was worthy of being the school's top Quidditch player. He had joined, and the one-sided situation was immediately balanced, and the Quaffle quickly reached his hand.

"Tsk, tsk, it's really amazing." Kerry looked on with gusto. "Two seniors, we are quite bored here. Let's play a game. As long as you dare to keep up, you will win."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly changed direction and dived downwards, and the two Slytherins quickly followed.

"Guys, Kyrie is on the move again. This time he's diving down quickly. He's going to do something unforgettable," Jordan continued to explain.

Kerry was getting closer to the ground.

"Hey, what are you trying to do? You're going to hit me if you don't slow down." said a little snake from behind.

"That's what makes it exciting. Come on if you have the guts to follow."

They were still about 7 feet from the ground, and the two little snakes were scared. "You madman" they shouted angrily, and then stopped flying suddenly.

Kerry rushed forward. He was much closer to the ground than the two people behind him, only about 5 feet.

Everyone outside the court screamed in surprise. Hermione was so scared that she closed her eyes and didn't dare to look any further. Her face turned pale.

Just at the 4-foot position, Kerry suddenly raised the broom, but the inertia still carried him downwards. At the last moment, when his toes were about to touch the ground, he stopped, and he almost slid against the ground. After some distance it rose into the air again.

"Wow"

"This is so exciting. It's much better than scoring a goal."

"Blake"

"Blake"

There were screams outside the stadium, and almost everyone shouted Kerry's name, including the Slytherin snakes. Their worship did not distinguish between houses.

"What is this? Is this something a student can do? Is this a miracle? Oh my god, who can tell me?" With Jordan's eloquence, he couldn't describe it.

Professor McGonagall grabbed the broadcasting instrument, "A very beautiful Wronsky fake move"

Hearing this, Hermione finally dared to open her eyes. She saw Kerry raising his fist like a winner in the middle of the arena. At this moment, she couldn't help but shout along with the others: "Black"

"Awesome" Harry shouted, but he looked at the atmosphere and thought something seemed a little wrong. He remembered that Kerry said that he was the one who stole the show. There was a black line on his head, "Sure enough, It’s the cunning Kerry, and I was deceived by him again, but I just need to win.”

At this moment, a golden light suddenly appeared in front of Malfoy's eyes. He knew it was the Golden Snitch. He remembered his duty and hurriedly chased after him.

Harry saw it too, and he chased the golden stream of light.

The two of them chased the snitch side by side. Their brooms are both Nimbus 2000, and their flying speeds are almost the same. The next step depends on luck. The two kept bumping into each other, both hoping to let the other go.

At this moment, the other team members gave up the attack because they knew very well that the key to victory lay in the hands of these two people.

Suddenly Harry's broomstick started shaking horribly, and he immediately clamped the broom tightly.

Kerry knew that this was Quirrell's fault, and he had been prepared for it.

Outside the field, Quirrell was chanting a magic spell in a low voice. He didn't realize that there was a small figure approaching behind him. This was Snoopy, and he had been preparing here for a long time.

Snoopy showed his sharp claws and gave Quirrell's calf a hard blow. The sharp claws instantly tore the fabric.

"Ah" Quirrell screamed. He hugged his feet, and the blood on his calves continued to flow out. He looked around and found that the murderer was nowhere to be seen.

On the other side, Harry regained his balance and saw Malfoy stopped and looking around. It was obvious that he had lost track of the Golden Snitch. At this moment, a golden light appeared in front of his eyes again, and he immediately pounced on it.

He covered his mouth with his hand, as if he was about to vomit. He kept coughing, and then a golden thing spat out on his hand.

"I caught the Snitch," he shouted, swinging the golden ball high over his head, and the game was over.