Struggling to survive at Hogwarts

"Draco! Dismissed! Get down!"

After a nearly three-hour practice match, Flint noticed that the Quidditch players were tired, so he took pity on them and dismissed them half an hour early.

Seeing his teammates descend from the sky one by one, with only Draco still chasing the Golden Snitch in the air, Flint was a little annoyed, but he could only shout for the other to come down and regroup.

Thea frowned as she looked at the unresponsive figure in the sky, a hint of disapproval flashing in her eyes.

But he patiently went up to Flint to explain and assured him that he and Draco would definitely pack up the equipment.

Flint was initially somewhat dissatisfied. He could understand Draco's resentment at being looked down upon, but only if Draco didn't take it out on him!

He can tolerate countless geniuses in the team, but these geniuses must obey his orders!

Seeing Thea plead for Draco, Flint seemed to understand why this girl had received such dedicated upbringing from the Malfoy family.

A genius is not scary; what is scary is that this genius, in addition to talent, also possesses the ability to assess situations and be adept at handling all kinds of situations.

Since Thea had already given Flint a way out, Flint naturally wouldn't embarrass her in front of so many people. After giving a few simple instructions on how to pack up the equipment, Flint led the team straight to the changing room.

After training all morning, they were already exhausted.

Thea saw that Gore and Crabbe looked starving, but because Draco hadn't left, the two stood awkwardly by the field, unsure of what to do.

Seeing that the two were struggling, Thea suggested that they go eat first, and that she could keep Draco company.

Feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, the two thanked Thea and then rushed towards the hall.

Thea sat quietly in the stands, watching expressionlessly as the golden head practiced various difficult maneuvers in the air on a broomstick.

Draco embodies the arrogance typical of pure-blood families, amplified many times over by Narcissa and Lucius's doting affection for him.

Even though Thea spent about three years on him, she only managed to slightly reduce his arrogance; that pride still remained in his bones.

If this kind of young master had a smooth life and everyone doted on him, that would be the best ending.

Otherwise, if he were to encounter any major upheaval, this pride would only become the source of his greater suffering.

Unfortunately, the flowers in the greenhouse never encountered a ray of eternal sunshine, but were instead battered and broken by a sudden storm.

Thea sat and waited for him until Draco fully realized her determination. Only then did he get off the broom and ask hesitantly, "What are you doing here?"

Thea didn't answer, but calmly said, "Have you vented your anger? If not, you can continue practicing."

"...I've finished sending them." Draco sensed a hint of danger in Thea's tone and instinctively took a step back.

"Don't back down!" Thea shouted suddenly. "What? Are you scared now? Why weren't you scared just now?"

If you have any sense left, you should know how foolish it is to rashly offend your captain!

"How come I never noticed before that young Master Malfoy possessed that Gryffindor-like recklessness?"

Thea's barrage of sarcastic remarks turned Draco's face completely pale.

Draco never expected Thea to get angry at him.

In his world, almost everyone revolves around him. His parents dote on him, his friends indulge him, his classmates flatter him, and it seems that he has encountered all the good things in the world.

"Draco, I understand how you feel. It's certainly not pleasant to be looked down upon; but that's no reason for you to take your anger out on others, especially since that person is your captain!"

Draco, you're 12 years old now, you should learn to take responsibility for your actions.

If you realize your mistake, now! Go apologize to Captain Flint immediately, otherwise, I'll make you go apologize to him!

Draco was so shocked that he blurted out, "Isn't there any difference?"

"The difference is whether you're willing!" Thea bluntly stated.

Draco struggled to no avail, but realized that what he was doing was wrong, so he had no choice but to obediently run towards the dormitory.

Before leaving, he said fiercely to Thea, "I promise, in this competition, I will absolutely crush Gryffindor! I'll make them take back what they said!"

The boy said fiercely, seemingly trying to look menacing, but he overlooked his age. In Thea's eyes, Draco was more like a cute but fierce kitten showing its claws.

Thea suppressed a laugh and tried to put on a serious expression. "Yes, yes, yes! But are you going to waste your time now? Do you really want me to drag you there?"

Draco's face immediately fell, and he dashed off towards the changing room.

Thea watched Draco's departing figure and began to gather up the golf clubs on the ground, preparing to return them to Mrs. Hodge.

“…Blake?” A gentle yet questioning voice came from behind.

Thea looked up and saw a tall, slender boy with a high nose, black hair, and black pupils standing not far from her.

"Hello, Mr. Diggory." Thea recognized the boy in front of her without any difficulty and greeted him politely.

"...Hello Miss Blake, are you cleaning up these balls all by yourself?"

“Obviously.” Thea shrugged, a relaxed smile on her face.

"Need any help?... I mean, these balls might be a bit heavy..."

Thea looked at the boy in front of her, whose face was red from his neck to his ears. She didn't point out his discomfort or mention that she planned to use the Levitation Spell. Instead, she gave him a grateful smile.

"Of course! It's my honor to receive help from Senior Diggory!"

The boy's face flushed slightly, but he still gentlemanly picked up the ball box for Thea.

"I heard you became Slytherin's Chaser?" Diggory brought up a topic first to ease the awkwardness.

"Yes, Mr. Diggory's information is accurate."

The two then talked about Quidditch, during which Thea tentatively asked Diggory if he had overheard her conversation with Draco.

Thea's smile widened when the other person said they had just arrived.

After their conversation, Thea deeply understood why Diggory was called "the most gentlemanly boy in Hufflepuff" by some girls.

Putting everything else aside, his emotional intelligence alone is miles ahead of everyone else. Add to that his handsome looks, and he's absolutely stunning among girls!

"What brings you to the Quidditch pitch, senior?"

The boy in front of her paused for a moment, then said somewhat awkwardly, "...I was planning to come and see if there were any venues available this afternoon, Hufflepuff also needs to train..."

"But unfortunately, you may need to discuss this with Captain Flint, and I'm not entirely sure about it either."

Thea suddenly realized that he truly loved Quidditch, coming all this way just to see if there was a venue available.

The author says: Seid's Diary (Part 1)