People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Just as Harry's fingers grasped the Snitch, a gust of wind whistled past him from behind.

Harry looked behind him blankly while holding the Golden Snitch, hearing noisy screams and angry shouts in his ears.

Then came Afro's anxious voice.

"Are you OK?"

She had just seen Crabbe hit the Bludger in Harry's direction, and she forgot to use the system props, but flew over on her broomstick and hit the ball back with force.

The Bludger flew back the same way it had come, hitting Crabbe's round belly.

"It's okay." Harry was still confused. He hadn't figured out what had happened. "Aphrodite, you..."

At this time, Angelina also flew over. She stretched out her hand and gave Afro a high five.

Then they heard Ms. Hodge's sharp whistle and the audience was in an uproar.

"She's a thug!" Montague, the new captain of Slytherin, shouted angrily.

Angelina shouted back without losing face, "You are the thugs! We won!"

Montague and several Slytherin students landed nearby, their faces pale with anger, but with a hint of mockery on their lips.

"Yeah, you won." Montague looked at Ron who was guarding the ring and said to them sarcastically, "I've never seen such a bad goalkeeper. But he saved Weasley's life."

Aphrodite didn't answer, she walked away to greet her teammates. The Gryffindors shouted and cheered triumphantly.

"You can't afford to lose!" Ginny glared at Monta and the others with disgust.

The Slytherins' ridicule became more and more excessive, even reaching the innocent Weasleys.

"Do you like our songs? But he lives in a trash can..."

Avro grabbed Harry, Angelina, Ginny and Katie and they were able to hold back Fred and George.

Flint, who had climbed over the stands, continued to talk nonsense, unaware of the danger he was about to face.

"I don't know how you can stand the stench of the Weasley family... Weasley's father is a worthless waste, and his mother is..."

"Ignore him, Harry." Although Afro advised like this, her fingers holding Harry's were already deeply embedded in his flesh.

She stopped Harry not because she was afraid of Flint, but because she was afraid that Umbridge would catch him and prevent Harry from participating in the Quidditch game.

But Flint didn't stop at all.

Why provoke her?

"Use the modification card." Afro looked at Flint's disgusting face gloomily, lowered his voice and summoned the system panel.

In the paused world, no one saw Afro's fingers dancing on the panel, leaving afterimages.

The next second, Flint, who was still mocking mercilessly, could no longer laugh.

The students who were originally watching the excitement in the stands suddenly gasped.

Flint only felt a little cold on his body, and before he looked down, the rope tied to the flag on the side of the stand suddenly broke.

The other end of the rope happened to be hung around Flint's waist. In the strong wind, Flint was entangled in circles and circles by the rope, wandering around the flagpole.

To sum it up with the words Afro modified on the system, that is -

Grinding the stone with your bare butt and walking around in circles is shameful!

Fred was about to rush out and teach Flint a lesson, but then he was stunned by this scene.

George reacted the fastest. He put one hand each in front of Afro and Ginny's eyes and told them not to look.

The entire court was filled with the screams of girls, Flint's screams, the booing of people around him, and the chatter of teachers.

Flint suffered great humiliation both physically and mentally.

He was not put down until Umbridge arrived.

"Professor Umbridge, I want to report someone for using dark magic!" Crabbe smiled like a villain, pointing at Avro and Harry and making the first complaint.

Afro sneered twice. She dared to do it because no one else could find out!

Umbridge was wearing a pink tweed cloak and had a sick smile on her face. "It is indeed a serious accusation. We need evidence, Mr. Crabbe."

Professor McGonagall's face flushed. She was about to open her mouth when she was interrupted by Snape.

"I'd be happy to check it out," Snape said, trying to keep his voice low.

Flint grinned when he heard Snape volunteer to check for traces of magic.

He seemed to have seen the unfortunate end of Harry and that damn Campbell. Maybe they would be expelled!

Pansy's smile became even more creepy. She always blamed Afro for everything that happened to her in the second grade, thinking that it was because of her that she became like this.

There was no sign of him wanting to apologize like he did back then.

Under the gaze of everyone, Snape first examined the Bludger in a serious manner, and then went to take a look under the flagpole where the rope was broken.

Finally draw a conclusion.

"There are no traces of magic here." Snape calmly stated the results of his examination. When no one was paying attention, he glanced at Aphrodite's relieved look.

"impossible!"

Flint was the first to not believe the results of the investigation. In his opinion, all these strange behaviors were caused by Harry! At the very least, it was Aphrodite!

"Are you questioning the Dean's ability?" Draco said gloomily.

Flint took a step back in fear at Snape's stern expression.

Umbridge didn't fully believe Snape's findings, but there was no other solution at the moment.

"The Ministry of Magic will investigate this matter. Everyone please go back first."

Professor McGonagall didn't dare to hand this matter over to Umbridge, otherwise even if Harry didn't do it, it would end up being Harry's fault.

"I can cooperate with the Ministry of Magic's investigation."

Snape took the initiative to step forward and take on the responsibility.

Umbridge stared at Snape's expression, which did not change, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally agreed.

Thus, the Quidditch game officially ended with the most bizarre scene.

The Ministry of Magic's investigation was unexpectedly efficient, and the results came out by dinner time.

Since no traces of magic were found at the scene, it cannot be concluded that this was a human act.

Secondly, due to the violent nature of Quidditch matches, the Ministry of Magic issued the 25th Education Order, which strictly prohibits all schools from holding Quidditch matches.

In other words, this time Harry wasn't banned from the game, but from the entire school.

Angelina stared at the plate in front of her numbly, her eyes as empty as a statue.

"Where's Ron?" Hermione looked around but didn't see Ron. She thought he would be with Harry.

Harry shook his head, "No, maybe he's hiding from us?"

Afro turned her head and looked out the dark window. It was snowing.

She took some food, cast a warming charm on it, said hello and left.

The snow glowed silvery in the moonlight and made a crunching sound under my feet.

Afro walked all the way to the Black Lake before he saw Ron.

He stood alone in the snow, looking at the frozen lake, with silvery white snowflakes covering his head.