"The Quaffle was snatched up by Angelina Johnson of Gryffindor at once-what an excellent Chaser that girl is, and very attractive-"
"Jordan!"
"I'm sorry, Professor."
Lee Jordan was a friend of the Weasley twins. He was commentating the match under Professor McGonagall's watchful eyes.
The match was quite intense from the start--of course, it was only in the eyes of others except Ye Ting. Gryffindor scored first, with Angelina Johnson scoring, while Harry Potter patrolled the skies for the Snitch.
Soon he noticed something. A streak of golden light flew past Darian Pucey's left ear, causing him to miss the Quaffle.
Excited, Harry chased after him, but it was not long before Higgins, the Slytherin Seeker, spotted his target and they began to chase side by side.
The Chasers seemed to have forgotten what they were supposed to be doing. They hovered in the air, watching.
Harry was faster than Higgins, but his opponent had other helpers-Marcus Flint had deliberately bumped into Harry, who swerved his broom off course but held on to it tightly.
"Foul!" shouted the Gryffindors.
Madam Hooch angrily reprimanded Flint, then ordered Gryffindor to take a free kick at the goalposts. But in the midst of the chaos, the Snitch was out of sight again.
The match had begun again, and Harry was looking for the Snitch again, but as he dodged another Bludger that was whirling and whizzing past his scalp, something unexpected happened.
His broomstick gave a sudden, frightening shudder.
For a moment, he thought he was going to fall. He gripped the broom handle tightly with both hands and clamped it between his knees.
Harry tried to turn toward the Gryffindor goalposts, intending to call Wood to stop the game-and then he found that his broom was completely out of control.
He couldn't make it turn around, he couldn't command it.
The broomstick swerved through the air, whizzing violently from time to time, almost knocking him off.
It was Slytherin's turn to score, and the Slytherins cheered.
No one seemed to notice that Harry's broomstick was behaving strangely.
Slowly, higher and higher, the broom twitched and twisted wildly as it carried Harry away from the field.
But very soon, everyone in the stands was looking up at Harry. His broomstick began to churn and roll, and Harry was barely able to keep himself from falling.
Suddenly, the broom gave another wild twist and Harry was thrown off. He was now hanging in the air with only one hand on the broom handle.
He almost fell.
"Something's wrong with Harry's broom!”Someone shouted.
Ron peered through his binoculars across the stands, then said to Hagrid next to him in horror,"I knew it, Snape did it.”
Snape was standing in the middle of the stands opposite them. He kept his eyes fixed on Harry, muttering silently.
"He's up to no good-jinxing his broomstick.”he cried, and he ran off in Snape's direction.
Over at the Ravenclaw stands, Hermione also noticed something was wrong.
Ye, think of a way to save him." She tugged at the corner of Ye Ting's shirt.
Ye Ting nodded, pulled out his wand, and pointed it at Harry's broom. The next moment, the Nimbus Two Thousand stopped flying around, but it still shook as if someone was tug-of-war with it.
Harry, however, managed to steady himself and climbed back onto his broom with difficulty.
"Someone's bewitching the broom," Ye Ting told Hermione, trying to control the broom with his wand.
"I can feel that there are at least two people doing this besides me, and I'm pretty sure one of them is trying to kill Harry and the other is protecting him.”
"Let me see who it is." Hermione took Cho's binoculars and scanned the opposite stands.
Suddenly, she let out a scream. It turned out that there had been an accident in the stands diagonally opposite. Snape, who was muttering, had been pushed by Ron, who had suddenly arrived, and fell on the nearby snakes. The Slytherin stands were in chaos.
The moment Snape's spell broke, the balance Harry's broom was holding was broken.
The broom went out of control at once, and Harry had to watch as it carried him toward the ground.
"I really have no choice but to use my last resort.”Ye Ting shook his head helplessly, but the corners of his mouth curled up into a gloating smile.
He repeated another spell, and just as Harry was about to be carried to the ground by the broom, a blue spell struck him.
He was saved-but not in the way he wanted.
The magic caused his body to instantly expand, turning him into a large balloon. His body became several times bigger than before, and his clothes and pants were stretched open. Although Harry, who had turned into a balloon, still hit the ground, he was only bounced up without any injury.
However, after a gust of wind blew past, he began to drift into the distance. It looked like he was about to be blown away by the wind.
As for his Nimbus 2000, it had already flown into the forest due to inertia.
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