Gryffindor's pitching machine

"It's in! It's Gryffindor's twenty-fifth goal of the day! Ivan Hals has set a new record for the highest goal in a single match at Hogwarts!!"

Hogwarts, Quidditch Arena

Jordan was giving a passionate commentary on a Quidditch match in the face of a rainstorm, the cold rain hitting his cheeks and soaking his clothes, but not dampening his enthusiasm!

Ivan's style of play was so brutal that he used the Nimbus 2001's superior speed to its full potential, easily breaking through the Ravenclaw defenders and sending Quaffles into the hoop every two or three minutes.

It was to the point where the Ravenclaw players, who were on the other side of the match, were beginning to despair as they watched Gryffindor's points soar.

With a difference of over two hundred points, even if their Seeker caught the Snitch now, it would be useless…

After all, a Golden Snitch only added 150 points.

He had yet to give up resisting and was only hoping to not lose too badly.

At this moment, the young wizards watching the match suddenly exclaimed, and several professors in the front row stood up abruptly.

"The Bludger?! Again! Who the hell did this?!" Madam Hooch's expression turned extremely ugly as she roared angrily.

As everyone watched, the Bludger once again went out of control and flew towards Harry.

No one would call it an accident, as it would not be the first time it had happened.

Harry was prepared for this and managed to dodge the attack in time, allowing him to breathe a sigh of relief.

This meant that he could finally catch the Golden Snitch and end this game!

"Go on, leave me alone, the game goes on!"

In order to prevent Madam Hooch from stopping the game because he was being chased by the Bludger, Harry shouted to her as he dodged the Bludger in midair.

The young Gryffindor wizards were genuinely worried for Harry, and Madam Hooch tried several times to shout at them to stop, but managed to hold back.

Harry did not disappoint, dodging the Bludgers as he searched for the Snitch in the pouring rain.

In the end, he managed to grab the Golden Snitch before Ravenclaw's Seeker could!

At this, the Gryffindor audience burst into cheers!

"Brilliant! We won!"

"Good for you, Potter. I knew you could do it!"

"Strongest Chaser, Ivan Hals! Fearless Harry Potter!"

…

The moment the match was over, Madam Hooch waved her wand and intercepted the Bludger.

Ivan watched from afar on his broomstick, feeling somewhat apologetic.

Madam Hooch couldn't have found out anything, as he cleaned up after himself.

[Ding, a new legend has been born!]

In Ivan's mind, the system prompt sounded. Ivan was stunned for a moment, then happily checked it.

He had previously speculated that the Quidditch team would receive a Legendary Point if they won, but that was just a guess, and he could not be certain.

Ivan opened the status bar and found that his Legendary Points had increased to five points, and a new event had appeared in his Legendary column.

[Legendary title: Gryffindor's pitching machine

Legend Level: 1

Legend: You broke Hogwarts's highest goal record several times during your second year Quidditch match, making you the talk of the town!

Note: Despite your frequent use of experience cards to cheat during the course of a match, it is fortunate that no one else knows about this…]

"A pitching machine? What the hell kind of title is that?" Ivan had been delighted by the new Legendary Points, but when he saw the title, all he could think of was ridicule.

Can't this stupid system use a better word…?

Moreover, he had worked hard to earn the points needed to buy the experience card.

How could it be considered cheating if it was exchanged with one's own ability?

Ivan shook his head wordlessly, closed the system bars, and flew off the pitch with the rest of the Gryffindor players on his broom.

"You guys are the best!" Wood exclaimed as he ran over to each of them and threw his arms around them.

"Harry, you should have stopped the game in time. What if you'd been knocked off like last time? Anyway, we're so many points ahead, we're bound to win!" Hermione scolded him.

Harry did not reply, merely exchanging a smile with Ivan, as they were pressed for time and did not have time to inform Hermione of their plans to capture Dobby.

The young Gryffindor wizards rushed down from the stage and surrounded the Gryffindor Quidditch players.

Ivan and Harry were then thrown into the air!

Harry, having braved the Bludger's pursuit to continue the game, managed to steal the Golden Snitch, making the hearts of every watching cub race!

It goes without saying that during the three Quidditch matches of the school year, the record-breaking number of goals scored in one match at Hogwarts was set by Ivan.

Fred, who had made a fortune from Quidditch, was generous enough to give away dozens of bundles of Bonfire for free, to be distributed to every Gryffindor wizard in celebration.

It was not until dinnertime, when everyone was able to calm down a little…

Ivan, relieved to get away, took the opportunity to give Harry a knowing look, and the two of them went into the changing room.

"Let's do it. I've filled this kettle with Polyjuice Potion. Just take a sip every two hours!" Ivan said, throwing a portable kettle at Harry.

"Okay." Without further ado, Harry opened the kettle and took a swig.

It did not take long for Harry to feel his body go numb, as if it were stretching and twisting, rapidly changing shape.

Ivan completed the transformation at the same time, but his vision was blurred when he saw "Harry" in the mirror.

"You're missing a pair of spectacles!" Harry exclaimed, turning to remind her of the Polyjuice Potion.

"Right…" Ivan tapped his head and waved his wand to create a pair of spectacles identical to Harry's.

"That's more normal!" said Ivan, looking in the mirror again and nodding with satisfaction.

Now it's up to Dobby to take the bait…