The Son of Light of the Snake House

The feeling of weightlessness was really annoying, but it wasn't something Harry had chosen.

Harry fought to keep himself from passing out, waiting for the pain when he was about to hit the ground.He gently pinched his left hand, and the golden snitch was lying obediently inside.

"Hello!" Harry seemed to hear many whistles and shouts, as if they were coming from far away.

He opened his eyes, only to find that there was a shadow in the sky rushing towards him like an arrow from the string, even faster than falling raindrops, like a... platinum lightning.

Draco aimed the broom head at the ground and accelerated vertically.Damn it!Don't so many big and three thick beasts in Gryffindor know how to catch their Seeker hero? ? ?Want me a Slytherin--

Draco's height gradually reached the level of the falling Harry. He flicked the tail of the broom, and the brand-new Nimbus 2001 drew a graceful arc in the air about 10 feet above the ground.Draco let go of his right hand, grabbed Harry, and was immediately driven by the huge gravitational potential energy, the broom lost its balance, and the two fell directly to the ground, rolling into a ball on the muddy ground.

"Aha," Harry mumbled, "I've won," and passed out.When he woke up again, he was still lying on the field, with the rain pouring down on his face, and someone bent over to look at him.

He saw a row of gleaming teeth. "Oh, don't, don't want you." He said desperately. "Don't know what he's talking about," Lockhart said loudly to the anxious Gryffindors gathered around. "Don't worry, Harry. I'm about to fix your arm."

"No!" said Harry, "just let it be, thank you..."

"Lie down, Harry," Lockhart reassured him. "It's a simple charm. I've used it countless times."

"Go away!" Draco stumbled up from the ground, knocked the camera out of Colin's hand who was about to take a picture, ignored that thing was broken into several pieces on the ground, and limped to Harry's side, Standing between him and Lockhart.His normally neat blond hair was smeared with mud, and a blush appeared on his normally pale face. "Put down your wand," he said.Harry wanted to laugh, but couldn't do it because of the pain.

"Why can't I go straight to the hospital?" Harry said through clenched teeth.

"He really should go to the hospital," said the mud-covered Wood, who couldn't hold back a grin despite the injury to his Seeker. "That catch of yours was brilliant, Harry. It was brilliant. I've never seen you do it so well."

Through the swarm of legs all around Harry saw brothers Fred and George Weasley desperately trying to squeeze the wild Bludger into the box.Bludger still struggled ferociously.

"Don't shy away from medical treatment, stand back." Lockhart said to Draco without looking back, rolling up the sleeves of his emerald green suit. "Don't - don't -" Harry said weakly, but Lockhart was already twirling his wand.A second later, he aimed his wand at Harry's arm.

Harry closed his eyes in despair, he could almost imagine what his arm would become: maybe it would be pulled out of the bone and turned into a ball of rubber, maybe it would explode directly...

"Wait a minute, please, professor?" A clear voice broke through all the noise around, and rushed straight into Harry's eardrums, it was...

"Daniel!" Draco exclaimed in surprise. "Very good!"

Harry opened his eyes immediately, and he watched his best friend gently and quickly push away Professor Lockhart's hand with the long-handled umbrella in his hand, and the blue light that flashed from the wand tip hit the ground, shaking the place A small pit was made, which was filled with rainwater.

"Student Jerome, what are you going to do?" Professor Lockhart called out dissatisfiedly: "I'm treating Harry! I need to help him connect his own bones, so don't make trouble?"

Daniel ignored him as he was busy helping Hermione and Ron lift Harry with the Levitation Charm, and instructing Crabbe and Goyle to lift Draco so they could be taken to treatment.

After everything was done, he turned to look at Professor Lockhart, with disgust and coldness in his golden pupils: "Troubleshooting? Ha!"

Angry flames flashed in the eyes of the silver-haired boy, and he aimed the long-handled umbrella at the throat of the adult male opposite him, as if he was holding a gleaming sword: "Are you worthy?... Sorry, my Meaning - do you have the ability to heal them?"

.........

"You guys came in time." Madam Pomfrey said, shoving a bottle of medicine into Harry's hand. "Drink it. --It's a good thing you didn't get some layman's blind treatment, which is really..." She made a disgusted expression, and said nothing, just continued to complain about the rude and embarrassing Quidditch. People suffocate the movement and complain about the incompetent teachers.

Harry drank the bottle of weirdly colored potion. It has to be said that its taste is as elusive as the color - like a stinky sock that has been fermented for 50 years. He couldn't stop retching twice.

Madam Pomfrey then turned to the side curtain, where lay Draco and his little follower, Crabbe.

"Drink it." Madam Pomfrey said ruthlessly, "You just suffered a broken leg and contusion on your arm, and you will be discharged from the hospital later."

"...that's all?" Harry heard Draco mutter, and then "ewwwwww" in disgust, he laughed unkindly.

"We won!!" said Ron, coming in from the outside, with a broad smile on his face. "Thanks for catching the Snitch. That's a cool move." He reached out and imitated.

Coughed twice behind the curtain: "Maybe someone should say something—to his savior."

Draco's pale face immediately appeared in Harry's eyes, and he immediately said, "Of course, thank you Malfoy, you saved me."

He was really grateful to Malfoy, not to mention that he was able to save him in such a dangerous situation just now - twice - and trying to stop Colin and Lockhart, and Knockturn Alley before, ha Leigh remembers it all.

"Ahem!" Draco didn't expect Harry to thank him so quickly, but was choked up.Finally, he replied vaguely: "...um."

Harry couldn't help laughing, before he could say anything, Goyle hurried in from the door of the medical wing, took a few breaths, and said anxiously to Draco:

"Jerome was taken away by Professor Snape and the Headmaster!"

The author has something to say:

Draco, were you the one who saved Harry?Draco you are gentle, Draco my superman (no)

Daniel: How many do you have?

I finished writing this chapter together with the previous chapter, because I couldn’t stop writing because I was so happy!It feels great not to be Calvin! !Writing two chapters took the time it usually takes to write one chapter!The number of words directly doubled!Great!

My parents adopted a Meiduanchuan younger brother at home. Unfortunately, I haven't had the holiday yet, and the fat cat at home is terrified hahahahaha. But fortunately, the fat cat is too timid to beat my younger brother.I really want to go home and pet the cat~~