Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

"Potter!"

Draco once again abandoned the battle and soared above the clouds, where he saw Harry dodging the Bludger's pursuit by rising and falling.

"Hurry...get down quickly!"

Harry gasped and shouted, turning sharply with great effort to avoid the Bludger's sudden acceleration.

Draco's mind raced, and he blinked and pulled out his wand.

As it flew towards Harry, it cast a spell behind him.

"Clear water like springs and ice crystals."

Behind Harry, the mist that had saved him at the end of last term gathered.

However, soon after the water mist formed, it turned into ice and frost.

Layer upon layer, interweaving into a continuous ice crystal net curtain,

Amid the sound of shattering caused by the impact of the Bludger, the momentum of the Bludger was temporarily slowed down successfully.

"Huh...thanks. I should learn this magic..."

Harry panted, parked the broom next to Draco, and said helplessly.

"Want to learn? Just call me Mr. Malfoy and I'll teach you."

"I can also teach you how to fix your own glasses."

The spell was successful, and Draco was so happy to receive Harry's gratitude that he couldn't help but smile.

Harry could only open his mouth, with an embarrassed look on his face, and then suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"It's coming again!"

The crisp sound of shattering ice crystals is pleasant to the ear, but it also indicates that danger is about to come again.

The two looked at each other, as if recalling the tacit understanding they had during last year's adventure.

They nodded and flew down the court separately.

Harry started from the Gryffindor goal and Draco returned to the Slytherin camp.

They decided to attack from both sides of the court to find the Golden Snitch.

Only by ending the game can we resolve this Bludger farce once and for all.

Harry's burden was somewhat relieved, with Fred and George helping out from time to time in the fight against the Bludgers.

I went around like this for a few times, and suddenly I caught a glimpse of some flashes behind me.

Harry quickly turned his head and looked intently at the rain for a few seconds. Suddenly, there was a bang and he felt a sharp pain in his hand.

He concentrated on dodging for dozens of minutes, but was distracted for a moment and the crazy Bludger hit him hard.

After the Bludger succeeded in its attack, it spun backwards and rushed towards Harry again as if gathering strength.

Harry endured the pain, holding the broom tightly with his left hand, trying to maintain his balance.

Before he could climb up, and seeing the Bludger about to crash into him, he suddenly saw a flash of golden light before his eyes.

Draco's long ponytail floated in front of his eyes, blocking the Bludger.

"Go quickly, I'll catch up later."

Draco lowered his voice and spoke softly, watching the Bludger magically stop in front of him again and turn around.

As Harry flew out to chase the Snitch, the Bludger turned around and flew towards Harry.

Draco frowned and narrowed his eyes.

I couldn't understand why the Bludger would cling to Harry.

And why? It seems like he is hesitant to attack me.

As the two were chasing the Golden Snitch, they finally realized.

Perhaps the best way to protect Harry is to stand between the Bludger and Harry.

He wanted to rush to Harry's side, but he was still a step too late.

He could only follow Harry closely as if to atone for his sins.

Watching the Bludger moving left and right, waiting for an opportunity to attack Harry, it circled rapidly around Harry.

The entire audience had already held their breath because of the abnormality of the Bludger.

Now it is the focus of the entire venue, all locked on the two figures rapidly chasing the Golden Snitch and a crazy Bludger.

Except for the Weasley brothers who vaguely sensed Draco's intentions,

It seemed that the two mortal enemies, the Seekers, had finally reached the crucial moment of fighting for victory or defeat.

"Thank...thank you...can you...go and catch it?"

The Golden Snitch was right in front of him, and Harry was holding on to the wound on his broken right hand, stammering.

But all he heard was Draco's commanding tone.

"Idiot! Catch it for me!"

Without time to think, Harry put his feet on the broom, lunged forward, and caught the Golden Snitch with his intact left hand.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the Bludger suddenly turn and was about to hit him.

Harry closed his eyes, preparing himself for a blow that would break his ribs.

Suddenly, there was a tightness on my back, as if someone was lifting me up, and the Bludger suddenly braked.

A scream of "Ah!" rang in my ears.

The speed at which he lunged forward and fell apparently pulled the person who was holding him off the broom.

"Miss Malfoy!" "Harry!" "Oh my God!" "Hurry up and grab that Bludger!!!"

"Well..."

"it hurts…"

The screams from the stadium were shrill, but Harry's mind was always tied to the weak moans beside him.

Turning his head to the side, he looked at Draco's soft golden ponytail stained with mud and swinging in front of him, his fair and beautiful facial features wrinkled in pain.

Their eyes met, the regret in their hearts overflowed, and they spoke almost in unison.

"No—!"

"Hug...sorry..."

They smiled at each other, and fear suddenly flashed in Draco's eyes. The voice that he feared most at the moment also flashed in Harry's ears.

"Sure enough! My hand is broken!"

"Colin! Is that Colin? You're just in time, come on, you'll want to take pictures!"

"I was just about to heal Harry's broken hand!"

Harry watched the flash of light as Draco looked panicked before he could protest.

Not sure if it was Lockhart's spell, or Colin's flash.

All we know is that after the light passed, Harry and Draco exchanged glances again.

Harry's hand was dangling back and forth in Lockhart's grasp, limp and twisted like a rubber band.