Fail Demon King

"Follow me." Among the four students, the one who looked the cleanest and didn't look in a mess said impatiently, and even the luggage he was carrying didn't seem to be stained with a speck of dust.

Billy followed him dizzily, and Tom had an uncanny ability to weave through the almost invisible crowd with extraordinary ease.However, this bumpy but much smoother journey lasted less than fifty yards. Slughorn was shaking hands with a wizard in deep purple robes in front of him. Green velvet tent went.

When Billy and Tom got into the tent, it turned out to be another Slughorn's house.It was furnished almost exactly like his house: piano, ottomans, even embroidered tablecloths.

It must be said that the tent was set up so firmly that they hardly felt any shaking when they went upstairs.

"There are only two bedrooms on the second floor," Hetok grumbled to Alan. "We have to share one room for the four of us."

However, no one answered him, and the other three were busy packing their things.Allen carried a small messenger bag, while Billy and Tom carried a half-worn small suitcase, but the things they each took out of it were simply surprising at the size of those bags.Hutok muttered twice, and opened his suitcase.

"I think I can cast the Untraceable Stretch Charm myself, it's not too difficult, is it?" Hetok said to Alan as he took out his two clothes, "But my mother is always worried. She Said she made a mistake casting the spell in sixth grade, the pocket was so small it could only fit a fig seed, but the dog who happened to be walking next to her when the spell was cast has never been satisfied no matter how much she ate..."

To tell the truth, Billy felt that Hattock's tongue must have been charmed with the Unmarked Stretch Charm, too.He no longer had a runny nose, but he had a severe headache. Hetok's rambling words echoed in his ears, making him feel like his nerves were creaking like rusty armor that hadn't been oiled for a long time.

"You look like you're dying," said Tom, looking at him, frowning.

"Here you are." Billy handed him a small snakeskin purse that he had just taken out, "Come here."

That snakeskin pouch was Nagini.To keep her from scurrying around during the trip, Billy deformed her and placed her carefully in the compartment of the suitcase.The moment the angry little snake regained its original shape, she jumped up and gave the noisiest person in the room a hard bite.

"Ouch!" Hetok yelled, jumping up suddenly, hopping in pain, "what?!"

Undeterred, Nagini began to swim around the room, raising his head and neck from time to time and hissing threateningly.Hetok kept screaming in horror: "Snake! Merlin! There is a snake! Where did it come from?!"

"I'm sorry, stop, don't bark, wait a minute...I'll get you the medicine..." Every movement of Hetok seemed to be stepping heavily on Billy's fragile nerves, and finally he stopped hesitating and went straight to the non-stop startled man. Stamping Hattok raised his wand, "—gazing."

Unexpectedly, the spell had little effect. Hetok couldn't speak complete words, but he kept screaming in horror.This effect is even more terrifying than before.

——It's all due to the damn bad cold.Billy sat down on the bed dizzily, with no more strength left.

Allen moved aside silently so that Hetok could hop around the room while howling.Billy gave Tom a resigned look, and the meaning was obvious: break the spell at once.

Tom blinked slowly, and Billy understood: I see.

Then the tall, dark-haired boy flicked his wand casually: "Bloody tongue."

Hetok's mouth was still opening and closing in horror, but he couldn't make a sound at all.

Billy closed his eyes and fell directly on the bed: "...I want you to undo the curse on him."

"I know," Tom said casually, "but I think it's better to shut him up." He began to rummage in the box, finally took out a clear vial, and threw it to Hetok, "apply it on the wound." Come on, it can stop the bleeding."

Hattock looked about to explode, and he glared at Tom so hard that he almost crushed the bottle.

"Oh," Tom smiled understandingly, "you can write to me with your wand."

Billy sat up with difficulty and cast a spell to stop.In less than a second, Victor's voice burst out like an anti-aircraft gun: "What is this?! Where did that snake come from?! Is it yours? How can you bring a snake?!"

"An antidote made with Nagini's venom will stop the bleeding..." Billy said feebly, "Smear it on. I'm sorry, I think she's pissed off..."

Hetok threw the bottle back with a flushed face: "I don't want it!" There were two small holes in his ankle that were bleeding, but the wound was not serious, "you - throw it out! Or I will help You throw it out!"

Tom raised his eyebrows and took two steps forward.

It's over - Billy thought desperately as he tightened his grip on his wand.However, in the next moment, Slughorn's loud voice sounded from downstairs: "Go downstairs, children! I don't think you have traveled all the way to miss the World Cup, have you?"

14 A Psychedelic Carnival

Tom stood there silently, while Hattock was wheezing, looking like a fan that had been cursed with a never-ending spell.

Finally, Slughorn urged again.

Allen pursed his lips and walked out without saying a word.Hetok gave Tom a hard look, and strode after him.

Tom came over and waited in no hurry for Billy to get up.They called for the little snake who had finally calmed down. When they went downstairs, Hutok was still angrily complaining to Allen: "I have never seen such arrogance... There are snakes... But of course, Slytherin ...if I didn't because it happened so suddenly..."

"Are you a wizard or not?" Allen finally spoke. This may be the first sentence this silent boy uttered today.

Hetok looked at him in amazement: "What?"

Allen was expressionless: "You can defend yourself, but you forgot your wand."

Billy followed, almost unable to contain his laughter.He lowered his voice and leaned closer to Tom: "I think he's just too scared to forget."

No sooner had he said this than his right leg shook, and he nearly fell down the stairs—thanks to Tom holding him up.

"Also, I suggest you take medicine." Allen said succinctly, "They said that snake was poisonous."

"I don't use their medicine." Hetok raised his head high. "My father put the antidote for snake venom on me before camping. And I know "Magic Potions and Potions" very well. If it was really a poisonous snake, I would have died long ago. , until now there are no other signs except some pain, so it can be seen that its toxicity is not strong. And it is written in that book..."

As Hattok began reciting their Potions textbook, Billy asked Tom in a low voice, "Are you all right? Shall I give him a Body-Binding Charm... and force the potion?"

"No," Tom said without worry, "she sprayed the venom once yesterday when she was fighting with that noisy owl, and she didn't have a full tank today. And Nagini said she didn't really use much force. He will bleed some There is blood, but the wound is not big and will not be fatal."

Slughorn was waiting for them at the tent door.He seemed to be smiling, as if he hadn't heard the commotion upstairs at all.

They walked out of the tent and walked less than a hundred yards. A huge black velvet tent stood there, and a small fountain was bewitched at first glance, and the spray was actually a clear spring of wine.A weary vigilante grumbled "Merlin! This is against the rules!", and hurried past it, but didn't seem to intend to actually go in and negotiate with the tent owner.But if you notice the family coat of arms on the tent, things are not surprising: a black shield with a mountain symbol between two stars, a sharp silver dagger under the symbol, and two big dogs standing guard on both sides ——This is the coat of arms of the Black family.

Slughorn went up to the tent, and called out cheerfully, "Arctulus! How are you! That's a nice tent, isn't it?"

A house-elf came out and bowed deeply to him, then turned and went back into the tent.After half a minute, a tall and thin wizard came out, followed by a pale and serious witch, followed by a boy about ten years old.The last girl to come out, in a dark purple gown, was someone both Billy and Tom knew—Lucretia Black.

"Long time no see, old friend," Slughorn walked up with a smile on his face, "How are you?"

Arcturus smiled slightly, and shook his hand.

"Which box are you going to later? I know," Slughorn said carelessly. "Of course you won't miss the World Cup. You were a big fan when you were in school..."

They exchanged pleasantries, and Lucretia walked towards Billy and Tom, and she paused visibly when she saw Hattock: "Hey, Stubbs, Riddle, and this—"

"Since you can't remember my name, you don't need to say hello to me." Hutok pulled Alan back two steps with a blunt expression, and lowered his voice so that Slughorn could not hear, "We are not from Slytherin." .”

"Of course you are not, it's just that etiquette requires me to meet people like this." Lucretia said casually, and then she turned to Billy, who seemed to be less gloomy than she was at school during the holidays, "I knew you would come , and your custodian must follow you." She glanced at Tom, and drawled, "But—that's a bit of a contradiction, isn't it?"

"He's not my overseer." Billy gave Tom a quick look, but the latter didn't seem to care. "Uh...he actually likes Quidditch."

Tom snorted coldly this time.

"Whatever." Billy touched his nose in embarrassment. He felt that his cold seemed to be better. "Which box are you in, Lucretia?"

"Blake."

"Okay—Blake."

"I don't want to sit with you anyway." Lucretia frowned, leaned closer to Billy, and raised her chin at Hattock. "Of course, Stubbs, I don't mean you. That little guy—he Not the same pair of socks, one with exaggerated maroon polka dots. It's horrible."

Billy glanced back, and sure enough, there was a big red pattern on the sock on Hattok's left ankle.A normal Gryffindor wouldn't have such a peculiar aesthetic, it wasn't maroon polka dots at all—Billy closed and opened his eyes, and tugged at Tom's cuff.

"Bet on a pumpkin pie," he whispered, "that Hattock will soon find out that things are not going well."

"When he finds out, we'll give him the medicine." Tom smiled lazily, and raised his hand quickly.Billy noticed the silver vial of the antidote gleaming in the palm of his hand.

For Slughorn, the Quidditch World Cup is by no means just a game, but a feast for him to socialize with old friends.As soon as the mascot performance ended, he had already left his box and disappeared.

The uproar on the field subsided a little at this interval. Billy was over excited just now, and now he felt a little dizzy again.He carefully peeked at Tom's expression beside him, but he didn't want to meet Tom's glance.Fortunately, this hard-to-serve old man didn't show any impatient look, but curled his lips disapprovingly, raised his eyebrows and made a mouthful: "Do you really think this thing looks good?"

Billy coughed twice as an answer.

For some unknown reason, there was another burst of cheers on the field, as if a certain sentence of the commentator had caused a sensation.

"Actually—it's—isn't—the real—'World Cup'—" Billy had to hoarse at the top of his voice to make sure Tom could hear through the din of cheers, "You must have found Yes, most of the teams are from Europe and North America, not from the Middle East or the Far East.”

Tom gave an exaggerated smirk, and Billy rubbed his nose, understanding.Tom probably hadn't even looked at the squad roster--of course he didn't.

However, Hutok responded to him, of course not in a good mood, but a bit like deliberate provocation: "You are really a Quidditch player. Then why-why didn't they participate?"

Before Billy could say anything, Tom sneered first: "I guessed it: because they don't like to ride brooms. For example, in Iraq, most people are used to riding on flying carpets; while in China, some wizards like to ride on broomsticks Flying on the sword, the more outstanding ones don't even need tools at all."

"It hardly sounds real," said Hattock dismissively. "It's an exaggeration."

"There are exceptions," Billy added. "It's said that in Japan, people don't like flying. They have this weird pastime where two people stand face to face in their underwear and try to cast spells on each other fast and fast." Knock down hard."

A burst of cheers broke out suddenly, sweeping the entire arena like a tide.Hetok raised his eyebrows and raised his throat: "You—how—know?"

Tom got ahead of Billy again this time, and he curled his lips impatiently as if he couldn't stand the conversation anymore. "You never read?" He gave a mocking short laugh. " —except that Magic Potions and Potions."

Billy had no doubt that Hattock wanted to throw every curse he knew at Tom, or simply throw his wand and pounce on the cold-eyed nuisance.But Huttok's attention had to be diverted - and in the next moment, Wales came into the game.

With a whistle, the game officially started.

In an instant, Billy and Hattock forgot about their respective rifts, threw themselves on the edge of the box, pumped their fists, and shouted in unison as if they had agreed upon a slogan beforehand.From time to time, a figure on a broom whizzed past the stands, detonating waves of cheers during the Quaffle and Bludger competition.Allen sat calmly on his seat, only occasionally clenched his fists when he saw nervousness; while Tom folded his arms, watching the game for a while, watching Billy jumping and cheering with Hutok for a while, his black eyes slowed down. Blinking slowly.

"The score gap began to widen." An hour later, the two tired people sat back in their seats, and Hetok said out of breath, "But the result is hard to say."

"I haven't seen the Snitch yet." Billy rubbed his nose and said unwillingly, "It rained just now, and now it's foggy again."

"Yeah, look, Megan and Simpdy have been hanging around on the sidelines, making people anxious... But don't worry too much, it shouldn't be a big problem..."

""Quidditch Weekly" reported that for half the summer, Serbia entered the final and was upset. Kordo was so happy. With the odds of [-] to [-], he made a lot of money..." Billy yelled He sneezed a lot, and immediately handed over a handkerchief from behind him as if conjuring, "Thank...thank you, Tom..."

Tom smiled slightly: "You're welcome."

As soon as the words were finished, Nagini poked his head out of the handkerchief with a "swish", raised his head in a mischievous manner, and spat out the letter to Billy.Billy was really taken aback, and forgot to sneeze the next few times, while Hatok, who was sitting next to Billy, stopped breathing suddenly.

The auditorium seemed to have been set with a timing button, and the cheers burst out regularly at intervals, mixed with Hetok's exclamation, which was not noticeable at all.Billy was [-] percent sure it was a Riddle-esque prank - the guy had finally found the joy of the Quidditch game.He explained to Hetok helplessly and hoarsely: "She doesn't bite... I mean, it was an accident... You can try to wrap her around your wrist, really, she won't bite anymore ..."

He was answered with more screams as Nagini actually tentatively climbed onto Hetok's wrist.

However, at this moment—suddener than Hetok's screams—the Welsh Seeker Megan, who had been wandering around the field, seemed to have discovered something, and swooped towards the northwest direction of the field.The audience is boiling!Even Allen, who had been silent all this time, stood up abruptly; Billy rushed to the railing of the box, and if Tom hadn't grabbed him, he would have fallen off the stands; while Hutok began to wave his fists and shouted for Megan. name, completely ignoring Nagini who was already coiled around his arms.

In the end, they were all disappointed——

Three hours passed, and after Megan dived countless times and found nothing, Simpdy was too lazy to pay attention to his movements, and hovered over the audience on his own.The sighs on this side of the stands became weak, while the boo whistle of the Serbian audience became more and more sharp.

Unlike Billy and Hutt who were exhausted, Tom was still in good spirits, and his sarcasm was still so straightforward: "Maybe he is really sleepy on the broom, and needs to dive down from time to time to wake up in the cold wind."

Billy's voice has long been hoarse, and he and Hutok are powerless to refute Tom, so they can only pin their hopes on Allen.However, the silent Ravenclaw boy thought for a while, and then concluded briefly: "It is indeed doubtful."

So Billy and the others couldn't say anything.

Huge lighthouses rose from all around the site, and suddenly a bright light appeared in the dim night. The figures on broomsticks flitted in the air, and they seemed to be faster in such light.But in this era, after all, they ride the Thunder 300, and the audience doesn't need the deceleration binoculars.Serbia scored, and their cheerleaders started dancing on the sidelines, and three or four more pillars of fire went up around them.This grand event in the wizarding world is getting closer and closer to a psychedelic carnival.

Billy sat down next to Tom, feeling sleepy.This drowsiness is like falling headfirst into a pensieve, or a spell that is slowly pulling soul and will out of your body.The noise and the lights and shadows on the court were all suspended and drifted farther and farther away. Only Tom's shoulders next to him, supporting his head and neck, seemed a little real.

15 A special Bludger

"I fell asleep?" Billy asked, dumbfounded.

"Just fell asleep for a while."

"...at the moment when Megan caught the Snitch?"

"If the Snitch you're talking about is a little golden ball," said Tom, folding his arms, "then that's when. And the game seems to be over after that."

"...Yeah," said Billy, despondently, "and it's just over, by the looks of it."

The wave of cheers on the field has not yet passed, the winning players circled and hugged each other, and just as they landed slowly on the ground, they were surrounded by a large crowd of crazy crowds.

"We'd better hurry back," said Tom, frowning. "Slughorn came to tell you once. The carnival will go on all night, and the fans who lose will be crazy, and those who win will be worse than them." crazy."

Billy agreed, stood up slumpedly, rubbed his nose and yawned: "Take Nagini well, let's go back."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

Billy looked up at Tom, only to be surprised to see Tom's dark pupils shrinking suddenly.Billy instantly realized what was wrong. He came to his senses and blurted out: "Nagini!"

Nagini was just on Hutok - and what about Hutok?

Billy and Tom glanced at each other. The tall black-haired boy's eyes flickered and his face was livid. He said each word in a word: "He followed the carnival crowd and left."

The fanatical crowd was like a surging tide, shouting and cheering all the way.The most gentlemanly and polite wizards on weekdays have also become like lunatics, and all kinds of colorful fireworks and spells are sprayed high into the sky from the tips of wands of different lengths.

Billy and Tom were caught in the middle of the bustling crowd, completely involuntary.Billy was sweating, the crowd was in high spirits, and only he and Tom were distraught.He tried his best to look around, but his sight was completely blocked by some tall adult wizards.

Tom held Billy's hand tightly and said sharply, "Whatever, don't let me go!"

"Of course I know!" Billy had a headache, and he found this bad cold sadly persistent.The crowd in front suddenly dispersed, and those noisy footsteps were like giant monsters running on his brain, "Merlin's briefs! There is another group of people ahead!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was squeezed and staggered. Tom held him tightly, and the two of them dodged sideways together.People running against the current broke up the group, a big man wearing exaggerated plaid suspenders and orange stockings, who seemed to be parodying Muggle clothes, suddenly ran up to Billy and grabbed He raised his hand and shook it: "Proud Welsh team! Serbia's crushing defeat! What a match - it will go down in Quidditch history! Celebrate! Damn Merlin! Brother! Cheers! Long live Wales!"

Billy stared wide-eyed at the man who smelled of alcohol, one wrist hurt from his shaking, and the other hand was held tightly by Tom, which was not much better.Tom looked down at Billy, his black eyes blinking rapidly, and the meaning couldn't have been more obvious-follow him and say Long Live Wales!

Of course, Billy knew what to say to such a frenetic drunk without his reminding him.They stagnated in place, and there were constant roars of dissatisfaction from the crowd who were pushing and pushing behind them. Billy was almost unable to stand still, and he shouted in a hoarse voice with dizziness: "Long live the Welsh team! "

The man laughed loudly, waved his fists in the air and shouted something inexplicably, a cluster of fireworks rushed out of his wand, like a hovering fire dragon, whistling and flying into the distance.

This move was like lighting the fuse of a powder keg in the crowd!Everyone started to shout wildly—the wizards laughed, whistled, cursed and cheered everywhere, and the crowd of strangers swarming around became more and more manic, and everything became more and more frustrating. Terrified.

Billy was dragged by Tom in a dazed way through the crowd. It took an unknown amount of time before they broke away from the messy crowd.He looked around and saw that he and Tom were on the edge of a wood.Suddenly, Billy felt dizzy, took a deep breath, and had to squat down in pain.

Tom leaned over him and asked quickly and eagerly, "How are you?"

"Not good." Billy wiped his face in extreme exhaustion. He felt as if his soul was about to be squeezed out of his body. "I probably need a strong cardiotonic with foxglove..."

The flames of the fireworks reflected Tom's pale face. He straightened up, twisted his thin lips, and looked at the seemingly endless carnival crowd with disgust: "They are crazy."

Billy smiled helplessly: "This has always been the case in the World Cup, without exception." He stood up panting, picked up a small binoculars that someone dropped on the ground and used it to watch the game, and dusted it off. Mud, he put it up his nose and muttered, "For Merlin's sake, don't have—"

Tom frowned and asked, "What?"

Billy obviously saw something that made him extremely unbearable, and couldn't help groaning, and handed the binoculars to Tom: "Oh! Sure enough—Human Quidditch."

Tom frowned even tighter. He took the binoculars and snorted coldly: "I hope that what they did was not more disgusting than this name."

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, the notorious Quidditch rogue tradition..." Billy rested his chin on Tom's shoulder, and the two of them shared the little binoculars with some difficulty, cheek to cheek, " Carnival procession will levitate some people in the air—

A girl's voice interjected|suddenly, sounding downright gloomy: "Then treat them as Quaffles, Bludgers, and Snitches. It's a very interesting game, regardless of the possible accidental damage."

Startled, Tom and Billy turned their heads.Lucretia Black stood behind them in her dark purple gown, carrying a small wicker bag.

"Why are you here?!"

"Don't make a fuss, Stubbs. I got separated from my family," said Lucretia, handing him her spyglass, with what seemed to be a wry smile on her lips. "Look at this. My father Passionate about it, the carnival after the World Cup means even more to him than the game itself. Who are you looking for?"

"A Gryffindor," said Billy, "the one you've seen—the one with a mahogany speckled sock."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of loud cheers from a distance.Above a large group of people, one can clearly see a figure being thrown high, flipping around in the air for two weeks, then falling down at a high speed, and flying to the right, where another group of people shouting wildly is waiting. The dancing crowd.

Billy shuddered, his lips trembling. "Merlin! That's—that's Hattock!"

The three of them looked at each other, were stunned for a while, and then ran in that direction!

Thanks to Merlin, this bad post-match game has divided the carnival team into several groups. Every time before Hetok lands, someone casts a spell and quickly throws him to another group.Thanks to this, the three of Tom passed through the crowd much more smoothly.There are three other people suspended in the air at the same time as Hetok, one of them is a young blonde girl, she is spinning like a top in the air, her hair flicks out shiny arcs, but there is nothing on that blue face. Perception's expression is creepy.

There is no doubt that this is the "Golden Snitch".

The three of them squeezed into the crowd carefully, and in the midst of shouts of "Long Live Wales", Lucretia narrowed her eyes and whispered, "It seems that Gryffindor is a Bludger."

Tom curled his lips and snorted softly: "There is no doubt that in terms of his character, this role is very suitable."

"Enough Tom," said Billy, giving him a warning look. "We've got to save him. Think of Nagini!"

Tom pursed his lips and fell silent.

Billy touched his nose and looked around. On the left was a dark forest, and the carnival crowd would definitely bypass there.And the camp was right next to the field. If they could return along the edge of the woods, it would be much safer.

He was trying to think of a countermeasure, when Tom beside him suddenly whispered in his ear: "Knock him into the woods, and then go find him."

Billy was taken aback, this was exactly what he vaguely thought of.However, there is a danger-

"That's a good idea," Lucretia snorted coldly, "if his neck hadn't been broken."

Tom wrinkled his nose impatiently, and said coldly: "Sooner or later his neck will be broken!"

The crowd was still moving forward, seeing them getting farther and farther away from the forest.Billy's nose was covered with cold sweat, and as he staggered along with the crowd, he pulled Tom and Lucretia from side to side to keep them from getting separated.He said hurriedly to the other two, "There's no time for you to have a round table meeting. Listen—Tom, I'll go to the woods first. Look at my firework signal. Knock Hetok in that direction. Blake , you follow the crowd chanting Long live Wales or whatever at the same time as you see the signal, and don't let them notice Tom anyway. Whether you succeed or not, get out of the crowd as soon as you're done. Don't hesitate, just do it!"

After Billy finished speaking, he was about to try his best to squeeze out of the crowd, but Lucretia grabbed him.The girl from the Black family disapproved: "This is too risky, Stubbs! I dare say there are a thousand ways to die for that Gryffindor! You let Riddle knock him away— How to knock it into the air? 'Disarm you' or 'fly around'?"

"This is not Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Lucretia! Is there anything infallible in the world?" Billy broke away from Lucretia's hand, gritted his teeth and said sharply, "Tom has a lot of ideas, in fact, you just have to trust him completely!"

He looked past Lucretia and met Tom's eyes, dark eyes so bright and determined-the night sky was filled with countless colorful fireworks, and Tom pursed his lips and gave Billy a slight nod.

Billy didn't hesitate anymore, he squeezed his way out of the crowd, and ran toward the woods without looking back.

Billy plunged into the woods, muttering "Lumos."After walking deeper and deeper for more than 20 yards, he breathed a sigh of relief: the woodland is full of dead branches and leaves accumulated over the years, with a thick layer—Hetok kept his neck Very likely.

Billy didn't dare to delay any longer, or he didn't know where those Quidditch lunatics would lead Tom and Lucretia.He chose a relatively open place, kicked the soil and rotting leaves a few more times to make them into a pile, took a deep breath, pointed his magic wand towards the sky, chanted a spell in a low voice, and a bright red fireworks shot into the sky.

Billy felt his heart pounding as he watched the fireworks dissipate in the air.He waited without blinking, as if it had been a long time, and it seemed as if only a moment had passed, a figure "whoosh" flew towards this side across layers of tree shadows!

Billy looked up, with his heart in his throat, seeing that Hetok was flying lower and lower, and was about to hit a big tree, he quickly raised his wand and shouted: "Wingardim-Levio! Sa!"

Hetock paused in the air with the movement of Billy's wrist, then floated up lightly, his limbs drooping, his head thrown back, completely unconscious.Billy carefully controlled the force and let him land on the ground as lightly as possible.

Billy let out a long breath, closed his eyes, and felt a cold sweat on his back at this moment.

As soon as Hutok hit the ground, there was a loud sound of footsteps not far away—Tom ran first, followed by Lucretia, and finally followed by another person: the silent Ravenclaw boy, Alan.

Billy hurried up to meet him: "Okay?"

Tom stopped abruptly in front of Billy. He was panting slightly, but his dark eyes were still still.He looked at Billy for a moment before answering, "Yeah."

Lucretia saw Hetok lying on the ground, she squinted her eyes, and looked at Billy with a complicated expression: "It went incredibly smoothly." After a pause, she said softly, "You and Riddle...are very happy too. Incredible."

16 An unusual start to school

Several people took a breath for a while, and then hurriedly gathered around to see Hetok who was still in a coma.

"We didn't expect this to happen." Allen said suddenly, he looked more uneasy than anyone else, "It wasn't so crazy at first..."

"Why did they choose Hattok as the Bludger in Human Quidditch?" Billy asked. "Is it random, or—"

Tom stood there with his arms folded, pulling a mocking smile, as if about to say something.Billy glanced at him, coughed twice in warning, he pursed his lips, and reluctantly lowered the brows again.

"He yelled a wrong sentence." Allen said after a pause, extremely helpless, "I think it was a slip of the tongue. He said 'Long live Serbia', and then he was made to fly."

Billy squeezed his eyes shut and held his forehead, only to feel a terrible headache—probably the troll who liked to trample on his fragile nerves was back.

"He..." Lucretia frowned at Hetok, "Is he still alive?"

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