I was in an HMV store with my dad when we bumped into my godmother who we hadn’t seen for a while. I was 9 years old then and it occurred to her that my birthday was coming up. “Is there anything you’d like, dear?” I knew the answer before the question escaped her lips. I had been eying that game the whole time we were at the store. Shyly, I pointed at the box next to me. And that was how I attained my guiltiest pleasure to date, Harry Potter: Quidditch World Cup.
Much of Harry Potter: Quidditch World Cup‘s gameplay is a highly repetitive affair. Every match gives you the same thing: you start off the game trying to score goals, doing special moves when available, and stealing the quaffle (the ball) whenever needed. All this is done to build up your team’s half of the snitch (a tiny golden ball with wings that flies really fast) bar. Once the two halves of the bar meet, you go into the high-speed snitch chasing sequence where you go head-to-head with the other team’s Seeker (player who’s responsible for catching the snitch). Catch the snitch, get 150 points and end the game. Don’t catch the snitch, hope your team scored enough to still beat the other team.