All things are three at Hogwarts

At the critical moment, a Bludger suddenly appeared with extremely rapid momentum.

Malfoy quickly ducked to the side, missing him by an inch, and in those critical seconds, the Snitch disappeared.

"Oh!" Slytherin supporters let out a disappointed sigh.

"Well done, Ellen!" Ravenclaws cheered, shouting for Ellen.

Slytherin's beater Derek vented his emotions and hit the second Bludger directly at Allen.

In order to avoid it, Allen did somersaults with Nimbus 2001 in the air. This evasive posture was so cool that the people below cheered.

Watching the impending victory slip away, the Slytherins looked like venomous snakes ready to strike, staring at Allen with gloomy eyes.

"Ravenclaw is in possession of the ball now. Ravenclaw's Roger Davis takes the Quaffle and goes straight to Slytherin's goal. It looks good! This is a shameful foul!" Li Jordan yelled, and the stands were noisy.

Slytherin's batsman Bol actually hit Roger directly with the bat in his hand.

"Roger Davis! Oh, no, the Quaffle was intercepted by Warrington. Slytherin's Warrington rushed on the court! Alan Harris played the Bludger beautifully, Warrington Linton lost the Quaffle, and Roger grabbed the Quaffle again! He rushed out, broke through the siege, and scored!" Li Jordan roared desperately with excitement.

Roger glided around one end of the court, pumping his fist in triumph as the blue ocean below cheered.

Now, the Ravenclaw stands became a sea of ​​joy, and in the face of absolute strength, Slytherin had no power to fight back.

Marcus called a timeout, and Allen and the others also flew down to drink water and wipe their sweat.

"Well done! Qiu, let Malfoy see the speed of the Firebolt!" Roger was extremely excited.

"They may commit a foul. Bol's actions show that in order to win, the Slytherins may do whatever it takes. We must pay attention to safety." Alan analyzed calmly.

Allen's suspicion became reality. With the score behind, the Slytherins planned to rely on their physical advantage to win.

"Ouch!"

Ravenclaw Chaser Bradley nearly fell off his broom when Marcus Flint hit him hard.

Later, Slytherin's beater Bol struck Roger in the back of the head with his bat.

Roger's nose hit the broom handle and bled.

"That's enough!" Ms. Huo Qi shouted sharply, swooping between the two of them, "Unprovoked attack on the Chaser, intentional injury to the Chaser, a free throw from Ravenclaw!"

Ms. Hooch blew the whistle, and Roger wiped his nose and flew forward to shoot the free throw.

"Come on, Roger!" Lee shouted in the silence of the audience, "Okay! He broke through the goalkeeper! Ravenclaw leads thirty to zero!"

But the Ravenclaw players did not cheer. They looked at Roger, thinking of what they had said in the lounge before, and everyone's eyes became wet unconsciously.

Allen gritted his teeth and held the bat in his hand.

Since you are so shameless

Qiu Zhang turned the firebolt and rose rapidly, looking around for the golden snitch.

"Ravenclaw has the ball, no, Slytherin has the ball! Ravenclaw got the ball back again. It was Roger Davis. He got the Quaffle and was flying across the field. This was intentional. !”

Li Jordan's angry voice exploded above the stadium.

Monty, Slytherin's chaser, moved in front of Roger. Instead of grabbing the Quaffle, he grabbed his head. Roger somersaulted in the air and was still riding on his broom, but the Quaffle was lost.

Ms. Huo Qi's whistle sounded again. She flew towards Montague and began yelling at him. A minute later, Roger scored another free throw.

"Forty to zero! Accept your lesson, you despicable and shameless ones"

"Jordan, if you can't explain it neutrally"

"I mean it, Professor!"

A Bludger flew past Cho Chang's left ear, coming from Derek, the tall Slytherin beater.

He sat on the broom and grinned proudly at Qiu Zhang, but soon his eyes turned into horror.

Derek's broom lost its balance, and Derek flew straight towards the stands like a shooting star. Derek screamed in horror.

It's Alan!

Allen's Bludger hit Derek's broom hard, less than a centimeter away from his hand.

Derek, who was successfully rescued, could only ride a Comet 260 and fly into the sky again.

Flint flew forward to take the penalty for Slytherin, but the Ravenclaw goalkeeper made a great leap and successfully saved the ball.

What Allen did next made Slytherin frightened. He would not foul, but the angle of the Bludger he played was very tricky, forcing the Slytherins into a panic.

Following Derrick, Bol's broom, which aimed to hit Cho Chang with the bat, also shattered into pieces.

When Allen sped up and rushed towards Malfoy, Malfoy was so frightened that he immediately left Qiu Zhang, who had just been chasing him, and jumped far away.

Allen chased after him viciously, and a Bludger hit him in the face. It was Marcus.

Allen hit the Bludger back without hesitation, breaking the end of Marcus's broom.

There was a flash of golden light, and Allen spotted the Golden Snitch, about twenty feet above their heads.

But he's not a Seeker!

"Qiu!" Allen hurriedly called Qiu Zhang. Allen stared at the Golden Snitch, and the bat in his hand made other Slytherins afraid to approach.

Qiu Zhang immediately understood what Allen meant and rushed towards the golden snitch.

Her speed is so fast! She rose rapidly, and Allen followed closely behind, opening the Bludgers flying towards them one by one to escort Qiu.

Marcus was so angry that he hit the Quaffles hard, trying to knock them down. But Allen and Qiu nimbly avoided it.

Now, Allen could almost feel hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at them, and the wind whistling in their ears.

Malfoy sped up to catch up, but in vain.

"It's a pity, buddy! If you want to beat the Firebolt, you should get up earlier!" Li Qiaodan shouted.

When the wings of the Golden Snitch closed in Qiu Zhang's hands, almost the entire audience was excited except for the Slytherin stands.

The Ravenclaws cheered so loudly that their voices became hoarse.

Roger rushed over with tears in his eyes, put his arms around Alan's neck, and cried heartily on his shoulder.

Many arms were wrapped around each other, and the Ravenclaws fell into a ball, shouting hoarsely, and fell back to the ground.

A torrent of blue surged over the fence and onto the field. Countless hands rained down on their backs.

Professor Flitwick pulled Hagrid's bandana to wipe his eyes, and waved his wand to create large, large colorful streamers.

The entire Slytherin fell into a deathly silence. Not only did they lose the game, they also lost the qualification to compete for the Academy Cup.