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The God of All Realms Starts With Harry Potter

In Harry Potter, he defeated Voldemort, supported the Minister of Magic, and became the leader of a new generation of white wizards. In A Song of Ice and Fire, he founded the Church of the Dragon God to rule Westeros in the name of God. In Type-Moon, he ended the Age of Gods as Emperor of Qin and took charge of Alaya. In World of Warcraft, he is the leader of the Alliance, Orc Buster, and the new leader of Draenor. This is the story of a traveler who came to another world and became a mage. This is a story in which a wizard uses his wisdom and power to reach the apex of the worlds. ——————————————————————————— The original work is from here https://wap.faloo.com/625496.html The author is Dragon and Dharma

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Chapter 0047 Accidents and Balloon Harry

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"The quaffle ball was immediately snatched up by Gryffindor's Angelina Johnson, what an excellent chaser that girl is, and she is also very charming to look at-"

"Jordan!"

"Sorry, Professor."

Lee Jordan was a friend of the Weasley twins. He was working as a commentator for the game under the close watch of Professor McGonagall.

The game began with a fairly intense start, of course only in the eyes of everyone else, except Ye Ting. Gryffindor scored from the start, with Angelina Johnson scoring, while Harry Potter was patrolling high above the ground, looking for the golden snitch.

Soon he discovered a golden light that flew past Adrian Pucey's left ear, making him to miss the golden snitch ball.

Harry was so excited that he gave chase, but soon Higgs, the Slytherin chaser, also found his target and the two chased side-by-side.

The chasers seemed to forget what they were supposed to be doing themselves, and one hovered in the air, watching.

Harry was faster than Higgs, but his opponent had other helpers - Marcus Flint deliberately rammed Harry, and Harry's flying broom veered violently off course, but he held on to it for dear life.

"Foul!" The Gryffindors shouted.

Madam Hooch angrily scolded Flint and then ordered the Gryffindors to serve a free kick at the goal post. But in the midst of the chaos, the golden snitch disappeared from sight again.

The game resumed and Harry resumed his search for the Golden Snitch, but as he dodged a ball that swished around and grazed his scalp, an accident occurred.

His flying broom suddenly and frighteningly shook.

For a moment, he thought he was going to fall. He grabbed the broom handle with both hands and clamped it with his knees.

Harry tried to turn towards the Gryffindor goal post, intending to call a timeout on Wood - and then he realized that his flying broom was completely out of control.

He couldn't get it to turn around, couldn't direct it.

The flying broom turned left and right, weaving through the air with a violent "whoosh" that nearly knocked him off it.

This time it was Slytherin's turn to score, and the Slytherins cheered.

No one seemed to notice that Harry's flying broom was behaving abnormally.

The broom twitched and twisted crazily all the way, slowly and higher, keeping Harry away from the field of play.

But soon, all the people in the stands noticed Harry upwards. His flying broom began to tumble and roll, and Harry could barely hold on without falling off.

Suddenly, the flying broom twisted wildly again and Harry was thrown off by it. He was now hanging in the air with only one hand holding onto the broom handle.

He was almost falling.

"There is something wrong with Harry's broom!" Someone shouted.

Ron looked across the bleachers with his binoculars, then said to Hagrid next to him in horror, "I knew it, Snape did it."

Snape was standing in the middle of the bleachers across from them. His eyes were fixed on Harry, and his mouth was silently mumbling.

"He's up to no good - he's casting a bad spell on the broom." He shouted out of breath, and then ran in Snape's direction.

On this side of the Ravenclaw stands, Hermione also noticed that something was wrong.

"Ye, do something to save him." She tugged on the corner of Timothy Ye's coat.

Ye Ting nodded and drew his wand and pointed it at Harry's broom, and the next moment, the Nimbus 2000 stopped flying around, but it was still shaking uncontrollably, as if someone was tug-of-war with it at both ends.

And Harry was finally able to steady himself as he struggled to climb back onto his broom.

"Someone is casting a spell on the broom." Ye Ting said to Hermione as he did his best to control the broom with his wand.

"I can feel that there are at least two people besides me doing this, and I'm sure one of them is trying to get Harry killed and the other is protecting him."

"I'll find out who it is." Hermione took Cho Chang's binoculars and looked back and forth across the bleachers.

Suddenly, she let out a shriek, it turned out that there was an accident in the opposite side of the bleachers. Snape who was whispering, was pushed by Ron fell on the nearby snakes. Slytherin's stands were in a mess.

As soon as Snape's spell was interrupted, the balance maintained on Harry's broom was broken.

The broom immediately went out of control, and Harry had to watch as the broom carried him down toward the ground.

"I can't help it, I have to use this last move." Ye Ting helplessly shook his head, but the corners of his mouth raised a gloating smile.

He chanted another spell. Seeing that Harry was about to be carried by the broom to the ground, a blue magic hit him.

This time he was saved - but not in the way he wanted.

The magic caused his body to instantly expand and turn into a large balloon. His size became several times as large as before, and his clothes and pants were instantly stretched open thread. Harry, who had become a balloon, still hit the ground, but he just bounced up, not injured at all.

But after a gust of wind blew, he began to drift away into the distance, looking to be blown away by the wind.

As for his light wheel 2000, it had already flown into the woods because of its change of direction.