94 hp Diagon Alley

Like a loach, it slid out and disappeared into the sea of ​​people.

She pulled the hood of her robes over her head, took off her red-gold scarf, and stooped into the Slytherin stands.After hesitating again and again, Gwen gave up on casting a silence spell on the entire cheerleading squad.On the one hand, Gwen is not sure that he has the strength to shut up a dozen wizards.On the other hand, no one has the right to stop the cheerleading.This annoyed Gwen, because if she stopped the annoying song, she would lose the battle.Therefore, until the Gryffindors figured out a more aggressive way to cheer, her only option was to teach Malfoy a lesson.

"Baking and barking. Barking and barking." Gwen slammed several curses that weren't too scary, and hit Pansy right under the cover of the seat.

After a while, Pansy, who was scratching his head and directing the chorus, suddenly opened his mouth, and said in a voice that could overwhelm the singing, "Wow, woof, woof, woof——".

"—It seems that the Slytherin cheerleaders have a little accident, or they are going to bark their dogs to cheer for their house team—" Lee Jordan deliberately paused the commentary, enjoying Pansy's singing.

"Jordan!" cried Professor McGonagall.

"Just kidding, professor, add spice - Spinnet got the Quaffle, passed it back to Katie Bell, and scored! Gryffindor scored! Forty to ten, Slytherin forty Ten leads. Well done, Katie! Hell, every Gryffindor Quidditch girl has a boyfriend..."

When Gwen slipped back into the Gryffindor stands, Hermione pretended not to notice and sat up quietly, allowing Gwen to sit back in her seat.Pansy didn't look like a mad poodle yelling anymore, and Ginny secretly told Gwen that just now, Professor Snape had broken the spell for her and gave the Gryffindor audience a glare.

They didn't have time to gossip anymore, because Harry seemed to notice something, and he swooped over the Slytherin end of the pitch.In a split second, Malfoy burst from Harry's left, a silver and green shadow lying on the broom.The Snitch rounded the base of the goal ring and flew to the other side of the stands, a turn that worked in Malfoy's favor, bringing him closer.

Harry flicked the Firebolt, and he and Malfoy were now neck and neck.A few feet from the ground, Harry let go of the broomstick with his right hand and charged at the Snitch, causing Ginny to gasp.To his right, Malfoy's arm was also outstretched, reaching for it.The moment the wind whistled and it was all over - Harry's fingers gripped the tiny, struggling golden ball - Malfoy's nails clawed desperately at the back of Harry's hand - Harry snapped The broom rose into the air, holding the struggling ball in its hand.

The game was over, and the red auditorium erupted in earth-shattering cheers and screams.

Gwen sidestepped the embracing students and was going to the pitch to find George and Fred, and she wanted to celebrate with them for the House Cup in their final year at Hogwarts.

When Gwen arrived, she heard a mocking voice.

"Saved Weasley's life, didn't he?" he said to Harry. "I've never seen such a smelly Keeper, but he was born in a dustbin... Do you like my lyrics, Potter?"

Gwen found the red-haired twins and gave them a high five excitedly.

"We've got a few more lines to write!" Malfoy yelled, as Katie and Arya were hugging Harry, "but fat and ugly doesn't rhyme - we want to sing about his mother -"

Gwen groaned, but Fred and George had heard what Malfoy was saying.The brothers, who were shaking Harry's hand, froze, looking back at Malfoy. "Don't pay attention to him," Angelina said, grabbing Fred's arm quickly, "don't pay attention to him, Fred, let him shout, he's just jealous when he loses, this uneducated little—"

Gwen grabbed one of George's arms.

"—but you like the Weasleys, don't you, Potter?" Malfoy sneered. Bring it up, the Weasleys' earthen burrow smells good—"

Harry grabbed George's other arm before Angelina, Alicia, and Katie held Fred back, Malfoy grinning wantonly.Harry turned to Mrs. Hooch, but she was still berating Crabbe for fouling the ball.

"It could be," said Malfoy, squinting as he stepped back, "you remember the smell of your mother's house, the Weasleys' pigsty reminded you of—"

Gwen didn't realize she let go of George, only that a second later George and Harry were pounced on Malfoy together.They completely forgot that all the teachers were watching and just wanted to make Malfoy hurt as much as possible.Not having time to draw his wand, he swung his fist with the Snitch in his fist and punched Malfoy in the stomach with all his strength.

"George! Stop it!"

"Harry! Harry! George! Stop!"

The screams of the girls, Malfoy's screams, George's curses, whistles and yells from the surrounding people, until someone nearby stopped drinking: "There are many obstacles!" A magic force knocked the boys back, and they Only then did he stop beating every inch of Malfoy's body within his reach.

"What are you doing?" Mrs. Hooch called, and Harry jumped up.It was she who hit him with the Impeding Charm.With her whistle in one hand and her wand in the other, her broom lay a few feet away.Malfoy curled up on the ground moaning and howling, his nose bleeding.George's lip was swollen, Fred was still being wrestled by three Chasers, and Crabbe was laughing behind him. "I've never seen such behavior—go back to the castle, you two, and go straight to the dean's office! Go!"

Harry and George left the pitch, both out of breath and without a word.Gwen looked at her boyfriend, then looked at Malfoy who was screaming on the ground with disgust, thought and thought, gritted her teeth and followed George.Leaning against the wall outside Professor McGonagall's office, she thought of ten thousand ways to make Malfoy pay.

"Ahem." Another disgusting voice. "What are you doing outside the dean's office? Overhearing?" Dolores Umbridge stood in the doorway, wrapped in a green tweed cloak, making her More like a big toad/toad.She had that disgusting, sinister smile on her face.

Gwen swallowed hard the nausea, trying to force herself into a decent smile, "I'm waiting for my friends here, Professor. They've just been unfairly insulted and abused—"

"—that's not necessarily." She waved impatiently. "I have the ability to judge the truth of the matter. Now, Miss Ollivander, before I lock you up, go back to your lounge. Students should not be in the hallway wandering around, especially possibly eavesdropping on classified information related to the Ministry of Magic."

Gwen felt like her head was on fire right now, and her stomach was stuffed with rough straw.Under the watchful eye of the old witch, she still stomped and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Five minutes later, she saw two dejected wizards coming out of the office, and rushed to ask about the situation.

"Banned?" said Gwen's voice hollowly. "Banned for life? Including Fred? Umbridge's decision?" Then she opened her mouth a few times, but couldn't say a word.

Fred, who came out of nowhere, was frustrated and angry when he heard the news, "It's not my fault that I didn't do anything." Fred's face was very ugly, "If the three girls don't stop me, I will definitely kill you." That little beast was beaten into a pulp."

Gwen had to look at Harry and Fred apologetically, and then pulled George forcefully, not allowing him to go back to the common room.And I hope that Angelina can comfort Fred for the sake of winning today's game.

George, who lost his soul, was taken by Gwen to the old place, the small window sill next to the principal's office on the eighth floor.

"What are you thinking, George?" Gwen asked cautiously.

George shook his head and sat down on the cold ground without making a sound.

Gwen crouched down, tilted her head and looked at George, as if he was no longer angry, but regretful instead.Thankfully, George doesn't blame himself for punching a bad boy.So she sat beside George and put her arms around the boy's broad shoulders, letting his head rest on her chest.Gently pat him on the back.

"Everything will be fine, George."

After a while, George sighed deeply.

"It shouldn't be like this," he said hoarsely.

"What did you say? My dear." Gwen let go of him, cupped his face with both hands, and touched the corner of the boy's swollen mouth with cold fingers.

"I said, hiss—it shouldn't be like this, it's wrong." George's eyes suddenly regained brilliance, and he seemed to have suddenly figured out something.

"I understand that this is all Malfoy's fault, he shouldn't insult..."

"Forget about that idiot, since I've beaten him enough, he's going to be killed by his own stupidity and pretension." George buried his head in Gwen's neck again, "The root of the problem lies in that idiot. Toad/Toad, she's offended someone she shouldn't have offended."

Gwen touched George's soft red hair, "I should let you know that no matter what you decide to do with her, I will support you."

As for Malfoy.Gwen thought to herself, she couldn't let him go easily.She had to find a way not to be caught, and let Master Malfoy understand the truth of life again.

"Is this your method?" Fred and George asked, looking at Gwen with the broom in front of them.

"I think that's fair," Gwen said. "Fred, you're almost getting 'she's dreaming' tattooed on your brow."

"Because I remember