[HP] Reason is still chaotic

On the eve of the Quidditch final, all daily activity in the Gryffindor Common Room ceased.

Harry was holding the book absent-mindedly. This was his second time participating in this competition, and he was very confident of winning.

Gryffindor Tower is always lively.Harry looked at all this with a complicated eye, no war, no casualties, no enemies - well, this TBD - what a peaceful and heartwarming sight!Harry suddenly felt like laughing. How long has it been since he saw this kind of scene?A picture he had dreamed of since the war began.But, Harry sighed, why did he feel so out of place here?

"Harry." Hermione looked at him nervously and encouraged, "You'll do well."

"Yes, that's right!" Ron nodded quickly, "You're hot!"

Harry was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile, "Yes..." No matter the time, the concern of two close friends always makes him happy.

Early the next morning, when the Gryffindor team entered the auditorium together, there was warm applause in the auditorium.Harry saw that the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables were applauding for them too.He couldn't help but glance at the table in the Slytherin house, noticing that Draco was paler than usual and his jaw was raised higher than usual.He still seemed to be the same little bastard with the upturned nostrils and mouth full of my dad, but Harry finally felt at ease when he saw the familiar look in his eyes.

"Okay, little wind, not worth mentioning, the sun is a little brighter, which helps your vision, be careful the sun is too strong, the ground is quite hard, ok, we can tee off quickly!"

Wood walked on the court step by step, looking around, the team followed behind him.At last he saw the gates of the castle open, and the other students came out onto the lawn.

"The locker room," Wood said succinctly.

No one spoke as the players changed into scarlet robes.Harry was very thankful that he had already experienced a match, and he remembered how nervous he was the last time he played.But this time it was different, and Harry said loudly, "Come on, guys! We're going to win!"

"Oh!" Either Fred or George hooked Harry's shoulders, Harry was glad he couldn't tell them apart now, "Our golden boy has spoken!"

"Yes!" Another of the twins did the same with his brother, "He said we will win, Wood, what are you afraid of!"

The atmosphere in the locker room became a little more relaxed, and Wood barely raised the corners of his lips, "Okay. It's time, let's go..."

"Here comes the Gryffindor team!" shouted Lee Jordan. "Potter, Bale, Johnson, Snappint, the Weasleys, and Wood. It's considered the best ball at Hogwarts in years." Team!"

Lee's comments were drowned out by a flurry of boos from the Slytherin side.

"The Slytherin team is here, led by Captain Flint. He has made some changes in the formation, and seems to want to win by size rather than skill!"

Harry stared intently at Draco, the other voices receding into the background.Draco nodded at him, no one was paying attention to them at this point.

"Captains, shake hands!" said Mrs. Hooch.

Flint and Wood walked towards each other and shook each other's hands hard, as if they wanted to crush each other's fingers.

"Get on the broom!" said Mrs. Hooch. "Three, two, one!"

Fourteen broomsticks flew into the air, and Hooch's whistle was drowned out by the roar of the crowd.Harry and Draco flew into the sky together.

Draco circled the air, pretending to be looking for the Snitch.It's still too early to meet now, it's safest to wait until everyone is immersed in the game.

No one would know what they were doing during the game - from fifty or sixty feet in the air, the audience would not know what they were doing even if they could see it; and the players would not have time to pay attention to them at that time Two Seekers.

Draco glanced at the person who had been staring at him from the corner of his eye, curled up the corner of his mouth indistinctly, bent over to swip the broom, and started to sprint as if he saw a golden snitch.Sure enough, in less than three seconds, Harry rode a fire truck and flicked his tail across in front of him, looking at him with piercing eyes.

Draco met his eyes for a moment, "Could you stop staring at me, Potter?"

Harry blinked innocently, "I have to make sure you don't catch the Snitch before you lead by fifty points, Malfoy!"

There was a little smile in Draco's eyes, "Can you stop me, Potter!" After that, he turned around and continued on, and Harry chased after him again.

Draco rode the Nimbus 2001 in a spiral flight, raising the altitude quickly and without a trace, while Harry followed him all the time, drawing the distance between the two of them in a planned way.By the time Draco stopped, Harry was running right in front of him - as if Draco had to stop because Harry stood in his way again.

Now the two of them are really in the sky where no one is paying attention.They talked while distractedly listening to the score on the field.

"Ten to zero, the Gryffindor team leads!"

"Why do we have to talk here, Draco?" Harry asked confused, "If there is anything, we can talk in the Room of Requirement!"

Draco rolled his eyes, "Because those who should know will know, and those who shouldn't know won't."

"Oh." Harry nodded very calmly.

Draco narrowed his gray-blue eyes suspiciously, "Do you understand?"

"No," Harry replied, "but, I trust your decision."

"Twenty to zero, the Gryffindor team leads!"

Draco pursed his lips, "Okay, just say something casually."

"Well," said Harry, "I just wanted to tell you about Buckbeak."

Draco froze for a moment, then asked in confusion, "Buckbeak?"

Harry said, "It's the hippogriff that hurt you!"

"Heh!" Draco took a deep breath and said through gritted teeth, "You still have time to think about that?!"

"Hagrid delivered a letter," whispered Harry. "Please, Draco!"

"I see." Draco replied curtly.He is not for this idiot!However, anyway, the Hippogriff would survive in the end, and Ye Sheng's father went to tell others.

"Thirty to zero!"

Draco hurriedly changed the subject, "Do you remember where exactly you saw the crown?"

"No." Harry said with a mournful face, "However, it wasn't so hard to find last time!" He said with some confusion, "Actually, I think this room is similar to when I hid my potions textbook in sixth grade." Not the same."

Draco glanced at him, "Of course it's different, I already did it once in sixth grade to fix the disappearing cabinet."

"The Gryffindor team leads, thirty to ten!"

They still have time, until Gryffindor leads by fifty points...

"Forty to ten, Gryffindor leads."

"When you go back, remember to tell Weasley and Granger that you've been talking to me for so long about the hippogriff." Draco instructed, "The tone and wording are all Granger's. Finch a little more and say we made a bet. If Gryffindor wins the Quidditch Cup, I'll let Daddy let it go. Understand?"

"I see. But," Harry blinked, "this kind of excuse... the Headmaster wouldn't believe it, would he?"

"Heh!" Draco sneered, "In the eyes of the principal, it would be strange if our relationship has not changed after that incident."

Harry's eyes widened, "But we don't know what's going on!"

"That's why we became acquainted by seeking the truth." Draco asked Harry. "Did Headmaster Dumbledore tell you not to tell anyone about that?"

Harry nodded, "Yes."

Draco laughed. "So, if you want to know the truth, you have to come to me. Isn't it?"

"Yup!"

"...fifty to ten."

They heard Mrs. Hooch screaming frantically, "Gryffindor penalty!" Harry raised an eyebrow at Draco, who returned his innocent look.

"Angelina scored, sixty to ten."

"It's time for us to start!" Harry's eyes were shining brightly, he rode a fire cockpit, stopped firmly in front of Draco, and smiled confidently, "Don't lose too badly, Draco...Marl blessing!"

Draco lifted his chin with a smirk, "Wait and see, Potter."

"Seventy to ten!"

It's now!

Harry accelerated sharply, the wind howling in his ears, and Draco followed.The two were fighting in the sky, Draco's skills had improved, but he was still no match for himself—he stretched out his hand and grabbed the golden ball tightly, a big smile appeared on his face .

Then Harry saw a tearful Wood speeding towards him, grabbing Harry by the neck, and sobbing uncontrollably on his shoulder; Fred and George rushed up too, Harry felt the two It was so heavy; then he heard the voices of Angelina, Alicia and Katie: "We won the trophy! We won the trophy!"

Harry heard his teammates scream hoarsely, laughed and hugged them and descended, just like that back to the ground.

Countless people rushed onto the pitch to surround the players, raising them to their shoulders, expressing their excitement.Harry saw Hagrid waving the scarlet wreath. "You beat them, Harry, you beat them! Wait, I'm going to tell Buckbeak!"

Percy was there too, jumping up and down like a madman.All dignity is forgotten.Professor McGonagall was crying harder than Wood, wiping away tears with a huge Gryffindor banner.Pushing desperately in front of him were Ron and Hermione.They were too excited to speak, just smiling.

Harry looked over to Headmaster Dumbledore, who was standing there waiting in the stands, the huge Quidditch trophy in his hand.Harry stood on the stands with his teammates, and was the last one to receive the trophy passed by his teammates, holding it high.Now that everything has not happened, he still has a chance to change the unsatisfactory ending.No, Harry looked at Draco - it was them!

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