Hogwarts Wandering Wizard

At that moment, the remaining Gryffindor players had more or less thoughts of slacking off. After all, the score was already 230 points apart. Even if the Golden Snitch added 150 points, there would still be a huge gap of 80 points. Here, Ravenclaw is not going to win no matter what.

But when their eyes shifted to the man who could be said to be the biggest contributor to today's game, their faces still showed complicated meanings.

Guillam looked at Eric, who was still seriously entangled with the Ravenclaw players, rushing left and right towards the opponent's goal post. He took a deep breath and said: "Don't ask me, what's going on in my head right now?" It’s also very chaotic. I can say that I have never heard of such a big score gap. But this junior is right, the game is not over yet, and we cannot relax.”

He looked up at the two seekers who were still chasing the golden snitch, glanced around his teammates, and asked with a strange expression on his face: "By the way, have you heard about the achievements in previous competitions of the academy?" Is it more than [-] points?"

"400 points? Are you dreaming, Guillam, which team can..."

The right arm of Roddy, another chaser, was already a little stiff. At this moment, he stuck the stick in his robe and kept swinging his right arm. He looked at the teammates who were looking up at the sky and said subconsciously. I wanted to complain, but I was suddenly stunned on the spot.

400 point?

All the team members were stunned for a moment, feeling like a flash of lightning flashed through their minds. Such a huge score difference, wasn't it? If Charlie had caught the Golden Snitch, their scores would have been almost close to [-].Such a huge score difference has rarely appeared in the history of world Quidditch, let alone Hogwarts.

"Are we going to make history?"

Harry was the first to react. He rubbed his hands vigorously, looked at his teammates around him, and reminded anxiously: "What are you doing standing still? Go support Eric!"

With that said, he took the lead in launching his broom and rushed towards Eric.

Eric, who was fighting with Felix and others at the front, was miserable.

what's the situation?Romer didn't follow the plan at all!

Didn't he agree to control the Snitch and wait until he raised the game points to 350 points before releasing the Snitch? Then he would secretly help Charlie stop the opponent's Seeker, control the Snitch, and get five hundred directly. point.

But how could this be released in advance?

He was also very tired after playing a game. The reason he kept pushing was to get a [-]-point achievement in a single game. This was already the last step. What if Charlie caught the Golden Snitch in advance? Not a big loss?

Thinking of this, he looked back at Charlie's direction, regained his composure and continued to avoid Edward Blitz's attack.

"Junior brother, how about you take a break? The seniors admit defeat~"

Edward controlled the broom and chased Eric desperately, complaining helplessly: "You have already won for sure today, why are you still working so hard? Why don't you take a good rest."

"I'm sorry, Senior Edward!" Eric gritted his teeth and controlled the broom to speed up, feeling the cool breeze blowing into his face. He said to the senior who was chasing him behind him: "Felix and I are I made a bet and got five hundred points."

"You're both crazy."

When Edward heard this reason, he suddenly felt powerless to complain. Who in his right mind could come up with such a bet?

He looked at the huge scoreboard in the sky and felt a sense of powerlessness welling up in his body.After the intermission, they also wanted to organize a counterattack, but unfortunately, the two new old chasers from the opponent were not bad at all. In addition, the two had rested for half a game, and their physical strength was also quite good. , holding the Quaffle and rushing straight over, their remaining strength was consumed in a few strokes.In addition, Eric doesn’t know how to make his flying broomstick. It flies like a fish, extremely slippery, and makes all kinds of twists and turns that are unbelievable to them. When he makes it, it’s like drinking water. Generally simple.

He can't catch him, he can't stop him, but the key is that this guy can throw the ball accurately. He can throw the ball into the goal frame with his eyes closed.One time it was clear that the Quaffle was about to fall, because the yellow-haired John didn't have time to stop his broom, and a gust of wind passed by the ball and actually blew it into the frame again.

What's the point of this?

Hitting a ball is more magic than magic...

The Ravenclaw team chased Eric for a while, and slowly left the team one after another. Now, they don't want to work hard anymore. Looking at the huge point difference, several players also He paused on his broom and watched the Quaffle fly slowly past the frame.

"Another goal for Gryffindor!"

The previous attack on the rostrum had been stopped by the professors, and the commentator from Hufflepuff College finally escaped. At this moment, watching Eric score another goal, his body suddenly appeared. There is an emotion called numbness.

"Eric, we just heard what you said."

The shouts of Edward and Eric just reached their ears. John and others rode their brooms and came over. Looking at the 340 points in the sky, they looked at each other: "We never doubted that Charlie would lose, but the remaining The points we score should be created by us.”

The chase between the two seekers became more and more intense. From the corner of Eric's eye, he saw a flash of golden light turning sharply down, and the two seekers behind him also slammed down their brooms.

Charlie wanted to win, while Yager didn't want to lose too embarrassingly, so the two seekers seemed to be working hard, their bodies pressed together, and you pushed each other.

"Okay, I checked a few days ago. In the current history of Hogwarts competition, no team has been able to score [-] points in the competition. In this case, let us be the first team."

The five people quickly formed a formation, and Eric was the first to aim in the direction of Ravenclaw.

"Phoenix, what do you think?"

Edward looked at the goalkeeper behind him holding the ball, and turned his eyes to his roommate who had a somewhat decadent look on his face. He sighed helplessly: "It feels like there's no point in us resisting now!"

Felix did not speak, but tightened his hands on the broomstick. Looking at the Gryffindor team on the opposite side, which had already set up an offensive formation, he took a deep breath: "The whistle to end the game has not yet sounded. , then we have to do our best, even if there is no hope, we should fight until the last moment."

His face slowly turned around and looked at his friend beside him: "Look, the other party hasn't given up, why should we avoid fighting."

As soon as he finished speaking, Felix regained his composure and shouted to his teammates who gathered around him: "Ravenclaws, assemble."

The Gryffindor team did not expect that in the last two and a half minutes of the game, the Yingyuan team, which had been silent for almost the whole game, would be so difficult to deal with. They were like dead soldiers, holding the Quaffle and wailing. He shouted and charged towards the Gryffindor team, unwilling to dodge even if they were to collide with each other at the next moment.

If the strong man named Hugo hadn't been hit on the shoulder by the Bludger because he was too big, Eric might not have been able to touch the ball at the moment Charlie caught the snitch.

Fortunately, when the Quaffle passed through the frame, Charlie finally caught the Golden Snitch.

Mrs. Huo Qi's whistle finally sounded. As her whistle sounded, the commentator on the podium seemed to have escaped from prison and let out an excited shout.

"The game is finally over. Gryffindor's Charlie Weasley finally caught the Golden Snitch and firmly locked the score at 500:110. This can be said to be an unprecedented large score difference in the history of Hogwarts. Let us congratulate Gryffindor, they are worthy of the title of Lion."

Eric listened to the commentator's roar in his ears, finally took a breath of relief, and landed on the ground with his teammates. Even though the broomstick had an enhanced shock-absorbing spell, he still staggered when he landed.

But before he could get used to it, he was overwhelmed by Gryffindor students with crazy looks on their faces.