People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

"Why do I feel like she's learned bad things from us?" Ron wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and pointed at the good student Hermione in disbelief.

Hermione rolled her eyes and took out her quill to calculate the time it would take to brew the potion.

"It will take us about a month."

"A month? That'll be until Christmas."

"There is one most important thing."

"what?"

Harry flipped through a few more pages of the book and asked casually when he heard Hermione's words.

"hair!"

"I don't want to go." When Ron heard that he had to add more hair, he retched a few times in disgust and frowned with a look of disgust.

"If only you could knock him off his broom tomorrow!" Ron suggested to Harry.

The sun rose high, and the sunlight slowly shone into the room through the thin clouds, turning the entire room golden.

Afro, who had woken up a long time ago, was lying on the bed thinking about today's game. She was a little nervous as this was her first time playing in a game.

What if she lost a game she would have won because of her?

After lying in bed for another hour, Afro slowly got up at Hermione's urging.

No matter what, she must try her best and not fall behind!

Hermione and Ron wished them good luck before she and Harry entered the dressing room.

The usually quiet stadium erupted into thunderous applause. Ms. Hodge blew the whistle and players from the two colleges walked onto the field.

When Slytherin's captain Flint saw their brooms, he forgot what to say for a moment.

"Handshake!" Ms. Hodge urged the two captains to go through the process quickly.

"Your brooms are the latest version."

Wood shook his hand meaningfully, raised his eyebrows and smiled, revealing Afro standing in the team, "You have Malfoy, and we have Campbell."

As early as after Slytherin showed off their brooms for the first time, Avro had Mr. Campbell deliver the latest model of brooms overnight, and they were not taken out until just before the game.

It was thought that the Slytherin army would be in chaos because of their slightly superior brooms.

"Listen to my whistle!" Ms. Hodge pulled the two people who were giving threatening looks away, "Three, two, one!"

As soon as the whistle sounded, accompanied by cheers from the audience, the players of the two teams rose into the air on their brooms.

"Potter! Are you okay up there?" Draco controlled the broom to fly to Harry's side, and Harry was flying higher than everyone else. He was squinting his eyes to look for the Golden Snitch.

"Afro, be careful!" Draco bumped Harry hard and shouted at Afro who was hitting the ball.

"Malfoy! We're in the game!" Flint was so angry that he almost fell off his broom when he heard his team members giving considerate advice to their competitors!

"I'm today's commentator, Lee Jordan! We're watching the match between Gryffindor and Slytherin!"

"This year, both the Gryffindor and Slytherin teams have selected a new generation of young players! We can see that Gryffindor's Campbell is exceptionally strong!"

"The Slytherin players used a 'muddling the water' attack, trying to knock the Gryffindor players off the field! But it had little effect! The Gryffindor players were already prepared!"

"Okay, this Slytherin player was hit by a Bludger that was knocked away by his own teammate, and unfortunately left the field!"

The game on the field was intense and the audience cheered one after another. Currently, Gryffindor was temporarily in the lead.

"Little Afro! Left!" George landed on Afro's right side with a bat in his hand. Afro hit the Bludger hard back in the direction of Slytherin. They all noticed something unusual.

"Why does the Bludger keep staring at Harry?"

"Maybe he stole his girlfriend!"

Fred was waiting for the Bludger to bounce back beside Harry. The strange Bludger seemed to have taken a fancy to Harry and would fly towards Harry no matter which direction it was hit from.

"We should stop the game!"

Wood gestured to ask what was going on here. The sunny sky turned gloomy, and soon it started to drizzle, making it more difficult for Harry to see.

"I have an idea!" Looking at Slytherin's smug smile and the ever-equalling score, Afro decided to seek off-field help!

After saying that, Afro controlled the broom to fly to a corner of the court, swung the bat at the wall a few times, and the Bludger immediately became normal.

"This is a miracle!" George and Fred high-fived and shouted, and the game returned to normal.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, the score between the two teams was getting closer and closer, and the seekers of both teams could not find any trace of the Golden Snitch.

"The Slytherin team used the move 'Not Distinguishing Between Friend and Foe', but was blocked by the Gryffindor move 'As Glued as a Paint'!"

"Pretty!"

"Lee Jordan!"

Professor McGonagall warned Lee Jordan about his commentary. Malfoy, who was sitting behind the professor's chair, smiled with satisfaction at his son's performance, but then he remembered his majestic personality and immediately suppressed his smile.

On the court, Harry and Draco both found the Golden Snitch. Avro and the twins escorted Harry all the way to chase the Golden Snitch smoothly.

"Potter, you're doomed to lose!" Draco squeezed Harry's broom and chased the Snitch while uttering harsh words!

Harry ignored Draco's childish behavior as he focused on diving towards the golden light.

They followed the golden light and went under the venue. The scattered wooden sticks added a lot of resistance to them.

A stick suddenly appeared in front of them, and Draco was too fast to dodge. He pulled his broom upwards, but it still collided with the stick.

He was thrown out by inertia and rolled onto the grass.

Malfoy, who was sitting at the table, saw that his son was injured and stood up worriedly! But he didn't want others to see him like this, so Malfoy sat down with his cane.

When Draco saw the lost and disgusted look in his father's eyes, it was as if a sharp pain came from the broken bones, and the pain made his heart numb.

Harry, who was still chasing the Golden Snitch, was about to touch it when his finger was hit by Draco's broom.

There were screams from the crowd as he fell headfirst to the ground.

Whistles and cheers rang out, and Harry's arm was accidentally broken when he landed just now, and now it was hanging on his shoulder at a weird angle.

"Gryffindor wins!"

The little Gryffindor wizards jumped down from the show and ran to Harry's side. A flash of light flashed and Harry struggled to get Colin not to take the picture!

Lockhart squatted in front of Harry, pulled up his broken arm, and took out his wand.

"Professor Lockhart!" Avro jumped off the broom and quickly stopped him!

"Let's leave it to Madam Pomfrey!" Avro stood between Harry and Lockhart, not giving Lockhart any chance to cast the spell.

Today Harry's arms are protected by her!