People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

They were back in the air and Angelina blew her whistle, and Harry let go of the Snitch.

The Bludger flew out of the box.

Crabbe suddenly stood up and shouted, "Weasley, you're casting a flying spell on a moldy piece of wood!"

The Bludger that had been chasing Fred through the air suddenly flew toward Crabbe and slammed into the wooden seats in the stands.

Crabbe watched as the Bludger flew past his ear. If it had been aimed at his head...

Everyone present was stunned.

No one knew why the Bludger suddenly lost control and ran into the stands.

But this has happened before, and everyone treated it as an accident.

Especially the Gryffindor players, who all laughed while covering their mouths while riding on their brooms.

Only Harry and Ron subconsciously looked at Afro, who was calm and expressionless.

Harry lowered his eyelids. If he guessed correctly, Afro should use the same method as Quirrell used against him in the first year.

"Campbell!" Flint pointed at her and howled, "You used a spell on your classmates! I'm going to tell Professor Snape!"

Afro fell lightly from the sky, "Which eye saw that I did it?"

Flint certainly didn't know who did it, but there were only a few people there.

Fred and George followed Afro's lead, standing on the ground and in front of her in a protective posture.

Angelina's fierce eyes swept across Crabbe, who was trembling with fear and pale, and said to him with a smile, "Did you see who it was?"

Crabbe was even more frightened by her fake smile and shook his head quickly.

Flint didn't want to miss this opportunity, he jumped off the stands and wanted to argue with Afro.

Draco got the news and ran over panting, his cloak was askew and his hair was a little messy due to the wind.

"Flint! Do you want detention?" Draco said to him sarcastically.

Flint tugged at his tie in dissatisfaction. "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

The strange look wandered between him and Afro for a while, "I think you should appreciate it!"

"What kind of dog is barking? Why doesn't the owner come out to hold the dog?" Afro sneered and said contemptuously.

Flint was so angry that his mouth was crooked and his eyes were squinting. The finger he pointed at her was trembling slightly, "What did you say!"

"Whoever agrees is the one who said it." Fred shouted fearlessly.

Seeing that the war was about to break out, Angelina had to step forward to act as a peacemaker. "I'm sorry, the Bludger was out of control today. This was an accident that had nothing to do with anyone."

There was no trace of apology in her tone.

Angelina continued, "Please leave to prevent any further accidents."

Another Slytherin boy heard the threat and wanted to argue, but was frightened by Draco's look and dared not speak.

Flint stood there stubbornly until Draco said that.

"You'll be put in detention if you don't leave. I'm the prefect!"

So Flint and his brothers left in disgrace and reluctance.

Angelina turned around and looked at Draco who had helped her and wanted to say something, but after hesitating for a long time, she only managed two words.

"Thank you."

Although Draco was somewhat reluctant, now was not a good time to speak, and he was about to turn around and leave the court.

Afro called out to him.

"Draco!"

Draco paused for a few steps, he felt footsteps getting closer behind him until a hand was in his hair.

"Your hair and robe are messy." Afro considerately helped him tidy up his collar and messy hair.

Draco raised his eyes and glanced at her secretly, then looked at the Gryffindor students who were obviously avoiding suspicion and not looking in their direction.

"You are not afraid……"

"We don't have any illicit relationship, what are you afraid of?"

"But you——" I said before that no one should know.

Draco was interrupted by Angelina's whistle before he could finish his words.

He would have to wait until the next time he met Afro to ask her.

Gryffindor practiced for a while longer, with Ron either forgetting his duties and running after the ball or inexplicably just standing to one side.

Angelina had to pause several times to remind him.

Afro flew to Ron and helped him put on his gloves. "Keep your eyes on the chaser and don't be distracted by other factors...relax."

"Sorry to waste your time..." Ron said again, his face redder than the fiery clouds in the sky.