Harry Potter Reborn

The Firebolt is the Muggle equivalent of a supercar.

And it’s not like Muggles, only men are interested in sports cars, but both wizards and wizards are fascinated by them.

The high price of several hundred gold galleons can dissuade 99% of wizard families. It already belongs to the luxury category.

Even this summer, Malfoy pestered Old Malfoy to buy him a Firebolt, but Old Malfoy refused.

At that time, Old Malfoy said: "Son, our Malfoy family doesn't have much food left."

So after hearing Jordan's words, all the teachers and students in the audience stood up and stared wide-eyed, trying to see what the Firebolt in Zhang Qiu's hand looked like.

What is the status of Firebolt in the hearts of young people?

Put it this way.

If this Firebolt was in the hands of a boy, he would say: "Who wants to see the Firebolt up close? You can touch it, or even let you ride on it and slide around in the sky, but only if you are willing to do me

girlfriend."

A quarter of the girls at Hogwarts will readily agree, and a quarter of the boys will not mind dressing up in women's clothing.

That's the level of status.

Flint and the others stared dumbly at the flying broom in Zhang Qiu's hand that shone in the rain.

The rain was too heavy, otherwise they would definitely have discovered the existence of the Firebolt immediately.

Malfoy clenched the flying broom in his hand, and suddenly felt that the Nimbus 2001 in his hand didn't smell so good anymore.

Explanation: Lee Jordan and brother George Fred are good friends, so naturally, his attitude towards Slytherin is not much better.

It has always been his old tradition to commentate on every game and do Slytherin.

The game hasn't started yet, but Jordan has already started.

"We all know that Slytherin's Seeker Malfoy, his father, the evil capitalist, sponsored 7 Nimbus for Slytherin in 2001, but unfortunately their opponent Gryffindor today has more than them.

Good Firebolt. Guys, things are not going well for Slytherin."

Ms. Huo Qi stood between the two teams.

"Flint, Davis, shake hands," Ms. Hooch said.

Davis is the Quidditch captain of Ravenclaw House.

Both of them were tall and strong. Their broad hands were tightly clasped together, and their finger bones made a crunching sound. Their eyes looked at each other, and there were sparks.

"Okay, let go." Ms. Huo Qi said: "Get on the broom and listen to my whistle... three... two... one."

"beep!"

Fourteen people began to rush into the sky, each performing their duties: goalkeeper, chaser, batter, and seeker.

Zhang Qiu lightly tapped the ground and immediately flew into the air.

Her Firebolt flies faster and more steadily than any other broomstick.

Jordan held the microphone, his voice spread throughout the stadium, and commented: "The game has begun. I believe everyone, like me, is watching the biggest highlight of the game - Zhang Qiu riding her Firebolt to represent Ravenclaw.

"The Encyclopedia of Flying Broomsticks" introduced that the Firebolt is currently the best broomstick and represents the highest level of craftsmanship. I heard that the Firebolt will be the broom of choice for the British Quidditch team at the Quidditch World Cup next year..."

Professor McGonagall beside him said: "Jordan, can you tell us about the game?"

"Okay professor, but I have to say that the Firebolt can reach a speed of one hundred and fifty miles per hour in a few seconds. No flying broom can even hope to catch up with it. If an untrained wizard wants to directly control it,

It is difficult, but one of the biggest advantages of Firebolt is not it

It is the starting speed of the firebolt, but its braking device. There is a fully automatic device built into the handle. When the wizard's idea just arises, the firebolt has already stopped and can return to another direction at the fastest speed. This

It is the treasure that any Quidditch player dreams of..."

"Jordan!" Professor McGonagall shouted sharply.

"Ahem, okay...the ball is in Slytherin's hands now, and they are ready to shoot..."

Zhang Qiu was already familiar with the Firebolt.

Riding it is like stepping on a light and fluffy cloud. It moves according to the driver's thoughts. It obeys Zhang Qiu's thoughts instead of being forced by Zhang Qiu's orders.

The people in the stands couldn't clearly see Zhang Qiu's appearance.

Because Zhang Qiufeng flew across the court so fast that he only left a blue afterimage.

In Zhang Qiu's eyes, except for her, the world around her was chaotic and blurry. The grassland and stands were all green and gray.

Zhang Qiu shuttled around the court, turned and turned.

She easily dodged the Bludgers and chased the Golden Snitch among the crowd.

Slytherin's two batters wanted to hit the Bludger to Zhang Qiu, but Zhang Qiu was too fast. They couldn't hit the ball near Zhang Qiu in time. It was not easy for the Bludger to get close to Zhang Qiu.

Suddenly, Zhang Qiu disappeared again with a whoosh, leaving only the Bludger in the air, spinning around a few times, and then started chasing others again.

Zhang Qiu was hovering in the air because she had lost the trace of the golden snitch.

Suddenly she saw the Golden Snitch appearing around Monta, the Slytherin chaser. Zhang Qiu immediately started to accelerate and rushed towards Monta.

Monta was startled, thinking that Zhang Qiu was angry that he kept trying to hit her with the Bludger.

But when Zhang Qiu reached him, he suddenly stopped, walked around Menta, and reached out to catch the golden snitch.

It's a pity that there's just a little bit left before the Golden Snitch can be obtained.

"Did you see it? This is the Firebolt. It is unparalleled in terms of balance and precision." Jordan shouted excitedly.

Professor McGonagall: "..."

In the Ravenclaw seats, the students sighed with regret.

"Malfoy, don't go looking for the Golden Snitch yourself, just pay attention to Cho Chang!" Flint shouted, and then narrowly dodged a Bludger that was about to hit him.

Malfoy wanted to cry: I wanted to, but I couldn't catch up with her at all. If you want me to grab the Golden Snitch, the Golden Snitch must run into my hands.

Merlin once said: "Magic in the world is indestructible except for speed."

Harry was convinced.

Astoria shouted from the stands: "Sister Zhang Qiu, come on."

She doesn't understand Quidditch at all, but all she has to do is call Big Boss 666 from below.

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It was very intense on the court.

Bludgers and Quaffles were flying all over the sky.

A Ravenclaw player was almost knocked off his broomstick by a ball.

"The current score of Slytherin is thirty points higher than that of Ravenclaw. After all, Ravenclaw still uses the Comet series that is about to be eliminated, but it is not enough for Slytherin. Although Slytherin's Seeker has always been

I am following the Ravenclaw seeker very hard, but I can only follow behind. If I see the golden snitch, I am afraid Zhang Qiu will snatch the snitch in an instant and end the game."

"It is indeed a Firebolt. Have you seen its performance? When Zhang Qiu stopped and turned, Malfoy couldn't stop and had to rush forward for a long distance."

"George! How much advertising money does Firebolt give you? Please give me a good commentary on the game!" Professor McGonagall shouted.

It rains heavily.

The players in the sky could only hear the commotion of the audience below. What was being discussed specifically was not clearly conveyed.

The only things that can be heard in the stadium are Jordan's commentary and Professor McGonagall's loud roar.

Looking from above, I could only see dense crowds of people in cloaks squeezing under umbrellas in the stands.

Except for Zhang Qiu, everyone's face was covered with rain and their eyes could not be opened.

If they want to communicate, they can take a swig of rainwater.

But the bigger impact was the strong winds.

Many times when Slytherin and Ravenclaw shot against each other, the goal deviated from the ring on the high pole in the air due to the influence of the wind.

The sky darkened, and it was clearly not yet noon.

Everyone on the court was drowned in the rain. When they passed by other players, they couldn't even tell whether they were the enemy or teammates.

In short, when their batters saw the Bludgers, they smashed them at the suspected opposing players, and when their Chasers saw the Quaffles, they shot them into the opposite goal. At this time, it was their teammates who cooperated with them.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

A dozen people turned into a dozen gray lines in the rain, shuttling in the violent wind and rain.

"Boom, click!"

A Z-shaped lightning struck through the thick dark clouds.

Light up everyone.

Zhang Qiu finally saw a small golden dot shining in the rain curtain again near the Slytherin goalpost...

Zhang Qiu nervously held the broom handle and rushed towards the snitch.

"Hey, Malfoy, go find the Golden Snitch."

I don’t know who this talented person is, but he actually regards Zhang Qiu as their Slytherin seeker.

Malfoy had already lost track of Zhang Qiu in the heavy rain.

"Is Malfoy that fast?" The Slytherin players who had just seen Zhang Qiu reacted violently and shouted at the top of their lungs: "Malfoy! Hurry up, they are going to catch the snitch!"

Malfoy, who was outside the stadium, heard the sound and rushed towards the direction of the sound.

In this kind of weather, the audience could hardly see what the game was like, and they relied on the commentators to tell them about the exciting battles.

Jordan was heard saying excitedly: "Ravenclaw's Seeker has found the Golden Snitch again. She is approaching the Snitch. Is this game about to end?"

Suddenly Jordan yelled in shock and anger: "Oh, my God, the Slytherins are despicable and shameless..."

Professor McGonagall shouted in the rain: "Jordan, as a commentator, you must stand in a neutral place! Otherwise, give me the microphone!"

The students burst into laughter.

Jordan continued to shout: "You can't believe what those shameless gangsters from Slytherin did."

Professor McGonagall was so angry that her nose almost broke off, and she wanted to kick Jordan away.

But while Jordan was talking, he jumped out of the reach of Professor McGonagall: "Slytherin's goalkeeper, Flint, actually jumped on Qiu Zhang's flying broom, grabbed the twig at the tail, and made the Firebolt unstable.

, otherwise Zhang Qiu will definitely catch the golden snitch!"

"I was a commentator at the age of three, an expert at the age of six, and at the age of twenty I was confident that there would be no rival in the world of Quidditch commentary. I know more than 700 Quidditch foul methods, but I have never seen anything like this happen!"

"Shhhhhh..."

Three-quarters of the crowd booed Slytherin.

Ravenclaw's voice was the loudest. In the front row, there was a chubby woman wearing a straw hat. She was Professor Sprout, the dean of Ravenclaw College.

She shook her fist at Flint so angry that her hat fell off.

Flint saw that Zhang Qiu had been disturbed - the golden snitch disappeared again, his face was full of pride.

What do you know, one of Slytherin's styles is to do whatever it takes.

It's just that he wasn't proud for two seconds.

George's voice sounded even more unbelievable. He seemed to have swallowed Hagrid's fist and groaned: "Merlin... the golden snitch flew back to Zhang Qiu's hands, and Ravenclaw won!"

Flint turned around and saw that the anger on Zhang Qiu's face had not disappeared, and he looked at the Golden Snitch in his hand with some confusion.

The snitch lay docilely in the palm of Zhang Qiu's hand and stopped escaping.

The dim stadium stood still for a moment.

Then a deafening cheer suddenly broke out.

Then, deeper darkness fell.

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