Chapter 48: Jinx!
"The lion should be gold, Hermione!"
As Seamus's voice fell, Dylan couldn't help but look at the other side of the banner.
It turned out that there was a lion drawn on that side, but it didn't look like a lion at all.
"I drew it!" An excited voice came.
Dylan glanced over and saw it was Seamus's friend, Dean.
Neville rubbed his head, "I just happened to have a bed sheet that I didn't need anymore."
"You gave the bed sheet?" Dylan looked at the small chubby boy.
Following the latter's nod, he rubbed his head with his wand.
"In that case, shouldn't I do something too?"
Neville blinked, but before he could say anything.
Dylan's wand had already started to stir.
"Vera Verto!"
Pink starlight particles flashed, even more sparkling and dreamy in the sun.
Magic crept into the bed sheet gradually.
Suddenly, the whole bed sheet trembled vigorously.
The next moment, the words on it were awakened by magic and actually became physical beings, and then stood up, becoming small cartoon characters, jumping around on the bed sheet, changing colors.
"Poter is the best!"
"Poter is the best!"
These cartoon characters wore colored garments, their faces full of rich expressions, crying out together.
Meanwhile, the ugly lion design on the bed sheet also surged, its border slowly becoming real and alive.
Eventually, it stood up from the bed sheet, transforming into a regal cartoon lion.
It was powerful, its body emitting golden light, its mane flowing like burning fires.
The cartoon lion strode around the cheering little figures, raising its head and letting out a deafening roar.
Seeing this scene, Ron, Neville, and the others all widened their eyes and opened their mouths.
"Merlin's beard, this is too cool!"
Hermione was a little surprised at Dylan's control over Transfiguration.
This spell that turned words into physical objects and even turned them into living things was also a bit stunning to Hermione.
Not only them, but many of the little wizards surrounding cast surprised glances.
At this time, Madam Hooch, as the referee, had arrived at the center of the field.
The players from the two teams participating in the competition had also entered.
"I hope the game is fair, which means you must be honest and not try to do anything tricky during the game!"
"Beep—!"
The whistle pierced sharply through the Quidditch field.
A dozen broomsticks also soared into the air in haste.
It had to be mentioned that even though Dylan was not much interested in this type of competition.
However, experiencing it firsthand and sensing the fervent atmosphere among all people in the crowd.
He could not help but be moved by some feelings he hadn't experienced for a long time.
Suddenly, a deep voice came from Dylan's ear.
"Excuse me!"
Dylan turned his head to see the giant figure. He looked up and realized it was Hagrid.
Dylan's seat was loose enough, so that when Hagrid approached, the surrounding tiny wizards made way for him.
He sat down, taking up the space of four people.
Hagrid smiled, his eyes fixed on the field, but his head was tilted to Dylan.
"Very powerful magic. It seems you have a talent for learning spells."
Dylan smiled politely, "Just a few tricks, but I am indeed very talented."
Hagrid: (υυ)...
He smacked his lips, touched his big beard, smiled, and changed the subject to Ron.
"The Golden Snitch hasn't appeared yet, has it? The game had already started when I got here."
"Not yet."
Ron was also very interested in Quidditch, always paying attention to the game, and then shook his head at Hagrid.
Dylan also focused his attention on the game.
Because he hadn't learned the rules of Quidditch in detail, combined with the information he already knew, he roughly understood that the Golden Snitch was the key to winning the game.
Now that the Golden Snitch hadn't appeared, the players from both sides could only fight for the Quaffle.
However, looking at the players on the field, while fighting for the Quaffle, they deliberately threw the Quaffle at the other players, his mouth twitched slightly.
It seemed that no matter what kind of sports competition, personal attacks were indispensable.
At this moment, there were exclamations from the stands.
Dylan immediately noticed a golden light darting through the air.
Harry and the Seeker from Slytherin flew out at the same time.
Just as Harry was about to catch the Golden Snitch, a Slytherin player suddenly rushed out from the side.
He directly knocked Harry far away, almost making him lose his grip and fall off his broom.
Dylan's eyes widened.
"Hey, they're so despicable!" Ron shouted.
"They fouled. Professor McGonagall's face has changed." Hagrid glanced at the opposite stand.
At this time, Madam Hooch also flew into the air and scolded the Slytherin guy severely.
For this, Gryffindor could also take a round of free throws.
But obviously, the chance to end the game directly with the Golden Snitch was completely gone.
"This kind of foul should be directly red-carded!" Dean widened his eyes.
"This isn't football. Where did the red card come from?" Seamus shook his head.
The Gryffindor wizards were very angry, even Hermione was no exception.
Dylan looked around the field.
He vaguely remembered that someone had attacked Harry during a Quidditch match.
"It seems to be Quirrell, right?"
Just as he was thinking, Dylan suddenly felt a weak and deliberately hidden magic power fly out.
Since Dylan had beautified the attack effects of his wand, he found that he could feel the aura of various spells more and more delicately.
"Jinx?"
Dylan immediately noticed the essence of this spell.
This was a malicious elementary spell. Although it didn't cause serious and irreversible damage like some deadly dark magic spells.
But it could also make the caster encounter minor disasters or bad luck from time to time.
Obviously, if Harry, who was flying at high speed in the sky, was hit by the spell, he would likely fall directly from the sky, hit the wall or fence, and be torn to pieces.
"Quirrell dared to do it. He must be testing whether Dumbledore is still at school, right?"
The Jinx quickly took effect on Harry.
Harry was flying smoothly, and then just dropped down, started shaking and rolling in the air.
His flying broom was having an issue carrying Harry all the way across and then flying directly into the air.
(End)
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