HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

On the field, the referee Mrs. Huo Qi asked the captains of both sides to shake hands.

Flint and Wood shook hands, and the two stared at each other, gritting their teeth and wanting to crush each other's hand bones.

After the two people separated, their entire hands were red.

"Three...two...one..."

As soon as the whistle blew, fourteen players rushed into the leaden sky.

"Today," Licoris said to herself as she looked at the sky, "it won't rain, right?"

You can't just hold an umbrella and watch, right? How strange.

I wonder if Dobby will appear again this time? Licoris was looking forward to the scene of the Bludger beating up the savior.

The girl took out the telescope from her waist bag and focused her eyes closely on Harry Potter.

A conspicuous figure was flying around Potter, seemingly showing off his cool flying skills down to his hair.

No eyes to see, really no eyes to see.

If you have this time to harass Potter, it's better to go find the Golden Snitch early and win. Wouldn't it be more convincing to use one's own success to attack Porter?

Although one's own failure is sad, the enemy's success is even sadder.

I see!

Licolis suddenly found Quidditch interesting, and she grasped the railing with her left hand.

The black Bludger was chasing Harry Potter, and he dodged it nimbly.

George Weasley flew over to protect him, and the Bludger was hit towards Adrian Pusey. However, when the Bludger was halfway through the air, it suddenly changed direction and hit Potter not far away.

George quickly flew over with quick eyesight and successfully intercepted it. He hit it hard, hitting Malfoy, the Slytherin player closest to Harry.

Licoris found it quite interesting.

There is a sense of urgency like playing a pursuit-type game, and the most enjoyable part is that the person who gets hit and injured is not you, and you won't feel any pain.

The Quaffle has entered the goal six times, and the host announced the result, "Slytherin sixty points."

These super broomsticks really gave Slytherin a hard time, and Lycoris was even more satisfied when she saw that Gryffindor couldn't catch up.

George Fred and George Fred could no longer care about other situations on the field. The Bludger was only focused on Porter, and they could only protect Porter from being beaten.

Gryffindor chose a timeout and the referee blew the whistle.

Players on both sides are discussing the situation, and the content is completely different.

Gryffindor was discussing that the Bludger chasing Harry must have been manipulated to kill Harry.

"Wood! We have made the situation clear. Slytherin must have done it." George was furious. "The two of us cannot leave Harry for a moment."

"They were fine before." Wood was very anxious. "How come there is a problem with the ball?"

The Slytherins were discussing how amazing the grand reception was.

"Captain, look at how beautiful our supporters are. I can even see my own banners." Malfoy's eyes were sharp and he saw many luminous banners with his name written on them in the area of ​​his snake yard. "It's still a gradient color. "

"Indeed, Miss Snape's idea is very good. You can see it clearly on such a gloomy day." Flint said with certainty, "We will continue to maintain the lead and we must win the championship."

The whistle blew again and the players flew up for the second time.

Harry Potter dodges the Bludgers quickly and with a strong posture.

Malfoy stared at Potter, looking very proud of his embarrassment.

"Are you practicing ballet?" Malfoy shouted, mocking Harry.

Harry glared back at Malfoy and spotted the Snitch - just above his left ear.

Malfoy had one person in mind the moment Harry rushed towards him.

The man stood on the stairs of his house and pitifully said that her injury had nothing to do with him, causing him to be scolded by his father.

The person's eyes were red and she was sitting in the auditorium full of students with tears in her eyes, saying that she had no choice but the principal asked her to give Gryffindor points.

That person poured water on herself in the middle of winter, and then asked herself, guess when the professor came in, whether to believe her words or his own.

Malfoy thought a lot in an instant and came to a conclusion.

The saint wanted to put the blame on himself! ! !

He bumped into him on purpose and then said that he was the one who harmed him. Professor Dumbledore will definitely not believe his own words, he will wrongly accuse himself!

Malfoy's eyes widened and cold sweat broke out on his back.

His first reaction was to pull up the broomstick - I'm taller than you, it doesn't matter to me if you fall.

The sudden elevation of the broomstick made Harry's heart skip a beat, and he began to pray.

don't want! Don't see it.

Malfoy saw the Golden Snitch at his feet.

He instinctively chased the Golden Snitch and swooped down on his broomstick.

Harry also rushed down. Why did he see the Golden Snitch?

All we can do now is grab it.

Lycoris was stunned when she saw Malfoy suddenly ascending at an extremely fast speed and then diving.

When the whistle sounded, he didn't even come back to his senses.

Slytherin beat Gryffindor, two hundred and one to zero.

None of the Gryffindor players reacted. Harry was injured. He fell off his broomstick, even the Quaffle was chasing him.

Won?

Actually won?

There is something untrue.

Didn’t Slytherin in his second year lose? Now, two hundred and one to zero, victory over Gryffindor.

"I won!"

After Malfoy landed, he was thrown up by the players, and everyone was very happy.

After putting him down, he immediately ran to the stands to find his cheerleader.

The girl was stunned with the sign holding her name in her left hand, and even stared at the court.

Is she that happy?

"I won!" Malfoy said, his tone full of pride.

"Say it again." Licoris came back to her senses and turned around, looking at the boy in front of her like a peacock spreading its tail, and confirmed again.

"I caught the Golden Snitch, and we Slytherin won!" Malfoy said loudly, "Are you happy?"

Of course she was happy, Lycoris laughed.

There was nothing that made her happier than Slytherin winning. She almost cried with joy.

There was a sea of ​​joy in Slytherin, and everyone was high-fiving and hugging.

Licoris' smile was still on her face, but the boy in front of her suddenly closed his eyes and fell towards her.

Lycoris opened her arms and hugged him, preventing him from falling to the ground.

Malfoy fainted, and while everyone was still celebrating, the great hero fainted.

Flint picked him up and carried him to the hospital wing.

On the way, they met Wood holding Harry. The two captains glared at each other, and then rushed into the hospital wing holding their Seekers.

One is on the inside and one is on the outside.

Malfoy was pale and unconscious.

Harry grimaced in pain, the Bone Spirit was really torturous.

On Harry's side is Hermione Ron, and on Malfoy's side is Lisbon.

The atmosphere inside the hospital wing was very strange. A heavy rain poured down, "Boom, boom—"