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"Someone has played with that ball, and it won't let Harry go. Throughout the entire match, it doesn't even try to chase others."
"It must be Malfoy from Slytherin who tampered with it, trying to catch the Golden Snitch in such a despicable way!"
To protect Harry, all the Gryffindor players surrounded him, falling to the ground and repeatedly batting the wandering ball away. The twins were indignant and guessed among themselves.
The seeker Alia Spinnet looked at the captain Wood.
"Oliver, you can't let Harry deal with it alone. Let's suspend the game and investigate?"
Hearing this, Wood immediately hesitated.
Harry, however, excitedly shouted:
"If we stop now, we'll be disqualified from the game!"
"We can't lose this match because of a mad wandering ball! Slytherin is already ahead by a hundred points. I have to catch the Golden Snitch to win this game."
Hurry up, Oliver, take them away. With you guys around me, I can't even try to catch the Golden Snitch!"
"No need. If both teams request an investigation simultaneously, you won't be disqualified from the match."
Just then, a familiar voice came from above them, and it was George who had come.
Seeing the situation at Gryffindor, the Slytherin team watched eagerly, as it would benefit them in no way. It was George who went over to persuade Flint to agree to apply for investigation together.
The reason is simple; he told Flint that with the current trend, they were almost certain to win. However, if they won the game by taking advantage of the wandering ball's attack on Harry, it would make their victory taste unpleasant as it might seem like they had tampered with the situation.
"George, you really are a good person!"
Wood looked at George, his eyes full of gratitude. George was indeed different from most Slytherins.
Mrs. Hooper noticed the situation over there and quickly walked over.
As both teams requested a joint investigation into the rogue ball, the match was suspended. Snape and McGonagall, as the heads of the two houses, inspected the ball together. The results were clear: someone had cast powerful magic on the ball.
However, such a control spell over the wandering ball was not something a small wizard in school could cast, so it could be confirmed that it was not done by the Slytherin team.
This situation was rare in the history of Hogwarts, so in order to continue the match, the two heads of house publicly claimed that there was a problem with the rogue ball itself and a new one had been temporarily substituted.
And they invited Dumbledore to help monitor the entire stadium to prevent any further incidents.
With Dumbledore's personal supervision, Dobby, who was hiding in the shadows, naturally dare not to strike again. The game resumed its intense competition.
At four in the afternoon, after a full three hours of competition, Harry ultimately proved to be the better player, catching the Golden Snitch before Malfoy, scoring 150 points for Gryffindor and ending the match.
However, when he saw the scoreboard, he was momentarily stunned.
At that moment, the score between Slytherin and Gryffindor was——400:200.
That means, excluding his 150 points, Gryffindor was still 350 points behind.
"Congratulations, Harry Potter, for catching the Golden Snitch! You scored 150 points for Gryffindor. Unfortunately, the winner of this match is Slytherin, as their player George scored 30 goals alone."
Commentator Lee Jordan sadly announced the match result. As a Gryffindor, he still hoped that his team would win. Unfortunately, George from Slytherin was just too powerful, and the Gryffindor team could hardly prevent him from scoring goals.
The match is over, and George returns to the Hogwarts Castle among the cheers of all the Slytherin witches and wizards.
This time, Slytherin was able to win because of George's presence. Without him, Harry would have definitely caught the Golden Snitch, and Slytherin wouldn't have been able to win.
After dealing with everyone, George quietly went to the Black Lake with his magical book.
Winning the Quidditch Cup merely improved his popularity and prestige at school, paved the way for his future life, and also prepared him for life after graduation.
However, these were merely supplementary, which couldn't make him truly strong.
Like Rohan, they do everything to boost their reputation, only to wait to be killed when real danger comes.
A true strong person should be like Dumbledore, Voldemort, and Green Death, which is his pursuit.
However, his happy time of researching magic was soon interrupted.
A tall, middle-aged wizard with yellow short hair and round eyes found him.
"Hello, George!"
"Hello, Mr...?"
Midway through his answer, George realized he had slipped again.
"I am Ludo Bagman, the current Minister for the Department of Sport for Magic."
The middle-aged wizard replied with a smile.
George immediately searched his memory for the name, and quickly came up with the answer.
That's the same Minister for the Department of Sport who became bankrupt due to his gambling addiction, and owes a large sum of money to house-elves. He also ruined the Weasley twins.
"Excuse me, Mr. Director, what might you need?"
"That's right. Mrs. Hooper recommended you to me, and I've also watched your match. I'd like to invite you to become a member of the England Quidditch team."
Ludo believed that for a young wizard like George, hearing such an invitation would inevitably make him excitedly accept, as such an honor is something no young wizard can refuse.
However, George's reply left him stunned:
"I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in that."
Joining the England Quidditch team would greatly benefit his reputation, but it would waste a lot of time. He estimated that he would have to attend training every weekend and participate in competitions all around the world, which wouldn't be worth it.
He had already said that popularity was just a bonus, while learning magic was the essence, so he naturally rejected it immediately.
"But you played so well just now. I can see that you didn't want to show off for Gryffindor, otherwise you could have scored even more goals. Why did you refuse my invitation?"
"Are you worried about the headmaster not agreeing?"
"You don't need to worry about that. I'll go and talk to Dumbledore personally. He will definitely agree and give you special permission to train and compete..."
Ludo explained hurriedly.
George's performance on the field had completely won him over. As a professional, Ludo could determine that George's level was among the top in international teams.
So today he was determined to recruit George.
"Mr. Director, to be honest, playing Quidditch well is a gift of mine, but magic is my passion. Therefore, I don't want to waste all of my limited study time on Quidditch."
"Particularly now that I am in first grade, which is the most important stage for learning magic."
George noticed Ludo's growing anxiety, paused for a moment, and continued:
"Of course, I am willing to contribute to our national Quidditch team, just as I have contributed to Slytherin."
"So I can agree to join the England Quidditch team, but I can only attend training and competitions after I am in fourth grade."
Ludo was at a loss for words.
