Professor Flitwick, the head of Ravenclaw, is not an avid Quidditch fan like Professor McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor, and would not buy a new broom as a gift for the Seeker.
Therefore, the flying broom used by Qiu Zhang was still the most common Comet 260 in the team, which was built many years ago, while Harry's broom was the Nimbus 2000, which was only one generation behind the latest Nimbus 2001.
The speed difference between these two brooms is as huge as that between a sports car and a tractor!
In addition, Qiu Zhang's flying talent is obviously not as good as Harry, who inherited excellent genes, so even though she started school a year earlier than Harry, her flying skills are still a little behind him.
With these two conditions combined, Harry could even overtake Qiu Zhang and catch the golden snitch that represents victory first!
But Harry hesitated.
He saw the hope for victory in Qiu Zhang's eyes and knew that Qiu Zhang also wanted to catch the golden snitch.
Because of the characteristics of Ravenclaw College, most of the young wizards only focus on studying and thus neglect the development of other aspects, so they do not pay much attention to the Quidditch team.
Because of this, the Ravenclaw Quidditch team is generally recognized as the weakest team among the four colleges.
As the Seeker of Ravenclaw, Qiu Zhang rarely encounters a moment so close to victory.
Harry was in a state of hesitation, as if there were two little people in his heart dueling with their wands raised -
One villain thought that Harry should fly forward and catch the Golden Snitch without holding back, winning the game for Gryffindor.
Gryffindor, the defending champions, cannot afford to lose again.
They were already left with a huge gap of 190 points in the match with Hufflepuff, and it was already very difficult for them to win the championship.
If Gryffindor loses the match against Ravenclaw again, it may be announced in advance that it will miss the championship this year...
But another villain has a different opinion:
It thought that Harry should give the Snitch to Cho Chang to curry her favor.
Although his mind was constantly struggling, Harry was still flying side by side with Qiu Zhang in reality, and the distance between them and the Golden Snitch was getting closer and closer.
The former villain seemed to be gradually gaining the upper hand in the duel, using all kinds of magic spells to beat the latter villain back step by step.
Harry's flying speed gradually increased, slowly leaving Qiu Zhang behind him.
The wind whistled in his ears, and the excited voice of the commentator Lee Jordan also faintly reached his ears -
"We can see that Gryffindor's Seeker Harry has started to speed up. His broom is very fast and his flying skills are even better... Beautiful! Harry has left Cho Chang behind and is getting closer and closer to the Golden Snitch!"
"Sure enough, this youngest Seeker in history was just in poor form in the last game. In the final moments of this game, he finally showed his true strength!"
"Good, he's approaching the Snitch, he's reaching out, he..."
Lee Jordan's shouting stopped abruptly.
The duel between the two villains in Harry's mind continued. The first villain who wanted Harry to catch the Golden Snitch had gained the upper hand and forced the second villain into the corner of the duel arena...
“Swish!”
The villain who had no way to retreat suddenly raised his wand, and a dazzling green light hit the villain in front of him!
The duel is over.
Harry's outstretched hand passed by the Golden Snitch and grabbed a handful of cold air from high in the sky.
The next moment, Qiu Zhang's graceful figure passed by Harry and grabbed the Golden Snitch that he had missed.
"Dududu—"
The whistle blows!
In the commentary booth, Lee Jordan stared blankly at Harry in the sky and didn't even remember to announce the result of the game.
"Jordan!" Professor McGonagall's face was also not very good, but she still reminded him very diligently, "It's time to announce the results of the competition!"
"The final winner is... Ravenclaw!"
Lee Jordan suppressed his confusion and woodenly announced the final winner of the game.
In front of Gryffindor's circular goal, Wood looked at Harry in shock, muttering:
"What the hell is going on..."
No one wanted to believe that Harry, a Quidditch player as talented as he was, the youngest Seeker at Hogwarts, would make a mistake that only Quidditch beginners would make.
The Golden Snitch was so close, but he let it escape!
High in the sky, at a height where only two people could stand, Qiu Zhang flew to Harry on her Comet 260.
"Harry, did you just give the Golden Snitch to me on purpose?" She still had a puzzled expression on her face. "With your level, you shouldn't be unable to catch the Golden Snitch this time."
"Although our Ravenclaw team is not a strong team, we don't need other teams to let us win!" Qiu Zhang said with a serious expression.
She just subconsciously caught the Golden Snitch that Harry missed, but after she reacted, she immediately realized that something was wrong, so she hurried over to ask the truth of the matter.
"I didn't let the game go. I was careless in this game." Harry's face changed and he shook his head gently at Qiu Zhang. "You think too much, Qiu."
"Really?" Qiu Zhang was still a little suspicious.
But Harry didn't dare to pay attention to her, for fear of accidentally letting the matter slip, so he turned around and flew away from the court.
He didn't know how to face his teammates, so he flew away from the Quidditch field on his broom.
Since then, Harry's mental state, which had been almost adjusted, has returned to its original state, and even worse than before...
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"Recently, the savior you chose has not been doing well in his studies."
In the headmaster's office, Dracula fiddled with the clean Sorting Hat and spoke casually to Dumbledore.
"Yes, I heard that his poor study condition is not only in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class." Dumbledore spread his hands to Dracula, "Many professors have reported this problem to me, especially Professor McGonagall."
"Professor McGonagall seems to be very dissatisfied with Harry's recent performance. He lost two Quidditch games in a row, which made Gryffindor lose the chance to win this year's Quidditch Cup... Not to mention that Harry's performance in the Transfiguration class was not very good."
"Professor Dracula, since you have come to my office, I believe you have already understood the reason why Harry has been in a bad state recently?" He poured Dracula a glass of red wine and asked with a smile.
"What else could it be? Of course it's the boring adolescent restlessness between little wizards." Dracula smiled faintly, "It's obvious that Potter has fallen in love with another little witch recently, but that little witch doesn't like him, so he feels very sad."
Dracula had already discovered Harry's abnormality as early as last semester. When the school year just started, Harry approached Qiu Zhang under the excuse of asking about the content of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
For this reason, Dracula went to give Harry a surprise.
He popped up and asked Harry why he didn't just come to his professor's office if he wanted to know about Defense Against the Dark Arts
But Dracula had never expected that Harry, who had been at peace with himself for a whole semester, would become even more immersed in adolescent emotions after Christmas and couldn't extricate himself, even affecting his schoolwork and Quidditch games.
"I didn't expect it to be for this reason." Dumbledore took a sip of tea and sighed deeply, "It's good to be young. At least you can still be hurt by love."
A past summer seemed to emerge in his blue eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.
"So what are you going to do? If this goes on, the savior you chose will delay his studies for a long time." Dracula looked at Dumbledore in surprise and asked casually, "Are you just going to let him recover on his own?"
"Professor Dracula, as the children's elders, we are not only teachers who guide their studies, but also parents of all the little wizards in Hogwarts." Dumbledore said with a smile, "We have the obligation to guide the lost children onto the right path."
"That sounds reasonable, but don't I know you?" Dracula curled his lips and instantly saw through Dumbledore's plan. "I think you simply value Potter, so you want me to help him."
"If another little wizard had emotional problems, would you say something equally reasonable?"
"I've thought about it for you. You would probably say this - the little wizards will have to be independent one day and can't rely on their parents, teachers, and elders for everything. When they encounter emotional problems like this, they should be allowed to rely on their own perseverance to get through them."
Dracula glanced sideways at Dumbledore.
"Ahem..." Dumbledore's expression was a little awkward, and he coughed dryly, "Professor Dracula, there is no need for you to speculate about me with such malice. Although I pay more attention to Harry, I will not ignore other young wizards..."
"Who knows?" Dracula shrugged. "Anyway, you always have your own reasons, and you always have a lot of tricks to fool people."
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's discuss how to guide Harry out of the distress of adolescence." Dumbledore silently changed the subject.
"You don't need to ask me this kind of question. I never understand the boring emotional problems of you wizards." Dracula said, "Of course, if you want me to help you cast the Imperius Curse on the person Harry likes, I can do it for you."
After thinking for a moment, he added, "It would probably be quite effective to ask Professor Snape to make a few bottles of love potion."
"Ahem..."
Dumbledore had just taken a sip of tea when he heard Dracula's method and was choked by the tea and started coughing violently.
"Professor Dracula, cough cough... We refuse to use this illegal method." He coughed and persuaded Dracula, "What we need to do is to guide Harry onto the right path, rather than forcing him to get what he wants... cough cough."
Dumbledore picked up the wand and pointed it at his throat and cast a cough spell, and the continuous coughing stopped.
"Don't use these abnormal methods, it will lead Harry astray." He was afraid that Dracula would use the Imperius Curse or the Love Potion to help Harry, so he explained repeatedly.
"Remember? Tom Riddle's mother used a love potion to seduce a Muggle, which gave birth to Voldemort, who had no room for any emotions in his heart."
"So what do you mean?" Dracula frowned.
He always felt that no matter what method he used, it would be a bit troublesome, and it was far less simple and straightforward than the love potion and the Imperius Curse, which could quickly solve the problem that was bothering Harry.
Of course, whether this will cause trouble to other people is uncertain...
"Professor Dracula, what I mean is to shift Harry's focus away from his emotions." Dumbledore seemed to have a plan in mind, and immediately told Dracula a detailed plan -
"Harry is a typical Gryffindor, and all the little wizards in Gryffindor have one thing in common: a thirst for adventure."
"During the adventure, countless new things and crises that may come at any time will inspire adventurers to concentrate 100%. Only by concentrating can they deal with all the problems."
"In that case, why don't we take advantage of this characteristic and create an adventure plan for Harry that is not beyond his ability but very exciting? With such an adventure, can we temporarily divert his attention from his emotional side?"
Dumbledore started by talking about the character of the little wizards in Gryffindor and explained his plan in a patient and persuasive manner.
After listening to the old principal's story, Dracula took a sip of the red wine in the goblet and looked at him with a smile.
"If I'm not mistaken, you've had this idea for quite some time, right?" he asked. "Perhaps even without Harry's emotional problem, you would have asked me to help you implement this idea."
"Why do you say that?" Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Dracula curiously, "I shouldn't have mentioned this idea before, right?"
"If it's just this idea, you haven't mentioned it to me." Dracula chuckled, "But I know at least one thing, that is, you have always wanted to train Potter."
"When he was in his first year, you arranged for the professors to design many levels in the restricted area protecting the Philosopher's Stone. These levels were just a joke, but I remember them very clearly."
"In the second level, there is a Devil's Snare to prevent young wizards from falling, and the Devil's Snare is something they learn in the first-year Herbology class. In the third level, Potter, the Seeker, is asked to use a flying broom to catch keys. Later on, there is Wizard Chess, which Weiss is good at, and Brainstorm, which Granger is good at... It is clear that this is designed to help them improve their personal abilities."
At this point, Dracula glanced at Dumbledore and said, "I even wanted to set up some interesting levels, but you didn't let me set them too difficult... In the end, you even arranged for Potter and Voldemort's residual spirit to face off."
"You really put a lot of effort into the design last school year, Headmaster Dumbledore?"
Dumbledore couldn't help but laugh when he heard what Dracula said.
"Is what I did so obvious?" He said cheerfully, "Fortunately, the other professors arranged the levels from the back to the front, unlike you who admired all the levels... Otherwise, with their intelligence, how could they not see it?"
"So tell me, what kind of training do you plan to arrange for Potter in the second grade?" Dracula drank the red wine in the glass and pushed the empty glass in front of Dumbledore.
"To be honest, I haven't had time to set up other adventure sites this year." Dumbledore poured Dracula a glass of wine and said helplessly,
"Compared to the thrilling last school year, this school year the castle is a bit dull. I couldn't find a suitable entry point to allow Harry to naturally join an adventure."
Dracula reached out and took back his goblet, giving Dumbledore a strange look.
"Are you sure that last school year was thrilling?" The corners of his mouth twitched. "No matter how I look at it, I feel that you are playing with the remnant of Voldemort's soul in the palm of your hand. The whole school year went according to your script."
"That's not the case. Professor Dracula, you never follow my scripts." Dumbledore shook his head with emotion.
"So today I want to ask Professor Dracula, who is not in the script, whether you can arrange some adventures suitable for Harry, so that he can get rid of his emotional problems and exercise and improve his abilities?"
"Oh, what suitable adventure can I find for him?" Dracula shook his head.
He raised the refilled glass and shook it gently.
Looking at the reflection in the cup, Dracula suddenly thought of his fruitful experiences before Christmas and thought of an interesting wizard.
"Wait, this school year isn't all dull after all..."
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Time has quietly come to June, and the Hogwarts exam week is about to arrive.
In the classrooms of the teaching area, the little wizards were quietly flipping through books, reviewing the knowledge they had learned this school year.
The professors were not present today, so every class turned into a study session, allowing the young wizards to do their final review before the exams.
Harry's condition was still not very good. He had not yet completely recovered from the devastating news that Qiu Zhang and Cedric had started dating.
In addition, there is a Quidditch match in two days. This is the last match before the exam and will determine the final team.
But Gryffindor has already lost the chance to enter the finals in advance -
Unless they can create a 300-point gap with Slytherin in the last match before the exam, Gryffindor, currently ranked fourth, will not be able to surpass both Ravenclaw, ranked third, and Slytherin, ranked second, and get a ticket to the finals.
When it comes to Quidditch, Harry is no longer as excited as before, but instead filled with melancholy.
He also had no intention of reviewing and just looked out the window aimlessly.
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