On the day of the match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, Harry's Firebolt finally appeared in the hall, becoming the focus of everyone's attention and attracting a large number of onlookers.
The Slytherin team members all looked unhappy. Potter with the Firebolt was like a fishbone stuck in their throats, making them very uncomfortable.
If Gryffindor defeats Ravenclaw and wins today's Quidditch match, it will most likely threaten Slytherin's final victory.
"Potter, I have good news for you!"
Harry said nothing, pretending not to have heard Malfoy.
"That hippogriff that attacked me is dead."
Malfoy pulled a letter from his pocket in front of everyone and gave Harry a malicious smile. "Yesterday, my father sent an owl to bring me a letter. His friend in the Dangerous Animals Committee told him that the Hippogriff that attacked me has a very high chance of being sentenced to death."
"Get lost Malfoy."
Ron stood between Harry and Malfoy, glaring fiercely at the guy in front of him who disgusted him so much, and resisted the urge to punch him. "Harry, ignore him, he's just jealous of you having the Firebolt, and he's here to disgust you on purpose."
"Envy? I need to be envious?" Malfoy looked down on Ron with contempt. "Please don't compare me to a poor guy like you, okay?"
"Ignore him."
Harry reached out and held down Ron who was about to hit Malfoy, looked at Malfoy as if he were a pile of shit, and said with disgust: "Get away Malfoy, talking to you makes me feel sick."
Malfoy sneered with a malicious gleam in his eyes. He reached out to take the Firebolt on the table, but was stopped by a group of people.
"This broom is really nice, but it's a pity that it doesn't have a parachute, otherwise you won't have to worry about falling off the broom." Malfoy retracted his arm and continued sarcastically: "By the way, I read the newspaper last time. You are one of those poor people who are easily affected by Dementors mentioned in the newspaper."
"It was such a pity that we lost in the last Quidditch match. If you had one more arm, you might have caught the Golden Snitch. Gryffindor would never have had a chance to win again." Harry retorted without showing any weakness. "All this is thanks to your help. Please allow me to express my gratitude to you on behalf of Gryffindor House."
"Thanks for your help!" George said with a smile.
"Thank you, Mr. Malfoy, for your selflessness." Ron patted Malfoy's shoulder hard, with undisguised pleasure in his tone.
"Thank you for your help, otherwise we would have no chance at all."
A group of Gryffindor students who were paying attention to the conflict immediately surrounded Malfoy and expressed their gratitude to him.
However, Mr. Malfoy, who was thanked by a group of people, did not look very happy.
That incident was undoubtedly one of the dark histories that Malfoy least wanted to mention.
In the last match against Ravenclaw, Slytherin had the overall advantage.
At that time, their captain Marcus came up with a bold plan to try to strangle the Gryffindor team in the cradle.
As long as the plan succeeds, the Firebolt will pose no threat to them.
The plan went smoothly, and the Slytherin team was even ahead of Ravenclaw by a huge gap of 160 points before catching the Golden Snitch.
As long as they catch the Golden Snitch again, they will be able to make the Gryffindor team completely despair with an almost irreversible high score. Even if they lose the last game, they can still win the championship with the advantage in points.
However, Marcus' plan failed.
In the end, due to Malfoy's negligence, Ravenclaw's Seeker Qiu Zhang seized the flaw and captured the Golden Snitch first.
And Potter mentioning this in front of everyone was undoubtedly like rubbing salt into Malfoy's wounds.
Malfoy, who was almost driven mad, pushed through the crowd and hurriedly left the hall amid people's laughter.
"Harry, leave that clown alone."
Wood put his arm around Harry's shoulders and consoled him, "What we have to do now is to win this game, and then defeat the Slytherin team in the next game and trample them under our feet completely. Then, those stray dogs will no longer be able to be so arrogant."
Harry nodded to show that he understood. But Malfoy's words still had some impact on him. When he thought that Buckbeak might be sentenced to death, Harry's expression became a little gloomy.
"Want to go over and take a look at the Firebolt?"
Albert, who witnessed the conflict, turned his head and asked Isobel beside him.
"Forget it!" Isobel shook her head to show that she was not interested in the Firebolt. She asked, "Who do you think will win?"
"Potter has a better chance of winning." Albert said without hesitation: "Although Qiu Zhang is also an excellent seeker, this is no longer a difference in strength, but a difference in the performance of the flying broom."
"A broomstick like that shouldn't be on the field. It's so unfair." Penelope said angrily.
"You can't expect everyone to use the same broom." Percy greeted Albert.
"I think everyone should use the same broom, so that the players can play to their own abilities."
Albert feels that the current Quidditch game is very unfair. The Slytherin team relies on the advantage of Nimbus 2001 to crush the Quidditch teams of other colleges.
Now, Harry has crushed the others with the performance advantage of the Firebolt. This is a financial advantage and does not reflect the strength of the players.
"Quidditch games have always been like this. You can't expect it to change easily." Percy shook his head. He actually knew that what Albert said made sense, but it was difficult to change.
"By the way, who do you think will win?" Percy asked Albert in a low voice.
"Gryffindor has a better chance of winning the game." Albert pointed to the Firebolt placed on the table for everyone to see and said, "After all, Potter has the Firebolt, which is a huge advantage for a Seeker. Otherwise, the Slytherin team would not have deliberately come to provoke Harry and try to break his mentality."
"No, that's not what I'm talking about!" Percy whispered. "Didn't you do a divination?"
"I can't predict everything." Albert said speechlessly, "You should have confidence in our team."
Percy pulled Albert aside and whispered slightly nervously, "I made a bet with Penelope, and if I lose I don't have ten Galleons to give her."
Albert suddenly asked, "If you win, are you really going to ask her for ten Galleons?"
Percy suddenly fell silent.
"Then what's there to bet on? Why don't you bet ten kisses, or pay for tea the next time you go on a date in Hogsmeade?" Albert felt that when he gambled with his girlfriend, no matter whether he won or lost in the end, he would be the one who lost in the end, and it was a huge loss.
Albert would never discuss with Isobel which college won. Even if he went to watch the game, it was purely to watch the game. Otherwise, wouldn't he be asking for trouble
"You're right. Oh, why didn't I think of it at the time!" Percy lowered his head with some regret.
If I win in the end, will I really ask Penelope for ten Galleons
After hearing what Albert said, Percy felt that he might still be able to save himself a little. As for whether Gryffindor could win the game, Percy felt that they should be able to, and he really couldn't think of a reason to lose the game.