Struggling to survive at Hogwarts

"Ding!" With a sharp metallic clang, the score on the field has now become: 130:70!

With Thea's goal, the Slytherin stands erupted in another thunderous cheer.

Thea received another Quake from her teammate, and thanks to her smaller stature, she ghost-like passed through the human wall formed by the others.

As Thea kept changing direction and suddenly accelerating or decelerating, the audience in the stands would occasionally gasp in surprise.

Thanks to Nimbus 2001's broom, Thea made one feint after another, getting past countless people, and once again used all her strength to throw the ball into the basket!

"Thea! Are you alright? Do you need to rest?" Flint flew towards Thea with some concern.

Seeing the girl's flushed cheeks, her forehead covered in fine sweat, and her chest heaving, I could see...

Flint couldn't help but feel a little regretful about the competition plan he had previously devised.

"I'm fine! The game can't be paused! If we stop, the advantage might be gone!"

Thea gasped for breath, but after a few seconds of rest, her complexion improved.

"Thea!" With a shout from her teammates, Thea charged out again like an arrow released from a bow.

Flint watched as her opponent caught the Quake ball that was being shot at her with ease, then passed through the wall of people again and flew towards the circle, her movements as light as a butterfly.

Flint chuckled at his own analogy, but the next second, his gaze fell on his old rival, Wood, and his lips slowly drooped down. Wood was just too much of an eyesore!

As Flint received the Quaffle from Thea and threw it with all his might towards Wood, Wood, who had been focused on Thea's shot, did not anticipate Flint's attack.

Unable to dodge in time, the Quickball struck his calf with unstoppable force!

"Thump!" Wood spun around and fell to the ground along with his broom!

"No!!!" Countless cries of alarm came from Gryffindor.

Amidst the clamor of voices, Flint heard the girl say to him with a joyful expression, "Well done!"

Flint slowly came to his senses as the girl scored a few more goals. She wasn't some butterfly; when she mounted her broom, she transformed into an eagle! At the top of the aerial food chain!

Her lightness and elegance were merely a facade; Flint would never miss the deadly intent lurking beneath her movements.

No wonder so many people see her as Slytherin's successor. No one is more like Slytherin in her behavior.

The score gap was widening, and Harry tried to calm himself down, ignoring Malfoy who was following him around like a shadow, and quickly looked for the Golden Snitch.

"call out!"

A flash of gold streaked past Harry's eyes.

Harry immediately turned his broom around and gave chase.

Draco immediately realized what was happening and chased after Harry, running around the room.

With his Quidditch talent, Harry could clearly see the Snitch almost right in front of him!

But he was just a little short! That golden hue rose and fell, as if teasing this foolish two-legged beast.

"Shh!"

Harry felt a moment of disappointment as he missed again.

Seeing that things were not going well, Draco immediately accelerated, intending to continue playing his role as Harry's tagalong and stick to him tightly.

"Oh!"

Draco narrowly avoided a ball hurtling straight at his head!

Lucius in the stands also clenched his fingers tightly.

"Shh!"

what?

Come again?

Draco was practically cursing. What was with this roaming ball? Was it targeting him exclusively?

As expected of Gryffindor, they are incredibly cunning and treacherous!

Draco didn't hesitate to throw a bucket of dirty water on Gryffindor!

Draco quickly discovered that the Wandering Ball's target had shifted; it had started focusing on Harry Potter!

The discovery of this fact almost made Draco burst out laughing.

See? You tried to cheat, and now you're getting what you deserve!

"Draco said smugly."

However, the young master's smugness did not last long.

Because he realized that the wandering ball was wrong!

Even though the Weasley twins managed to break the ball's trajectory several times, the ball kept chasing Harry relentlessly!

Thanks to Thea's encouragement, Draco wasn't some mindless fool. He quickly realized that the ball might be under someone's control!

Is it a curse?

Or is it controlled by people?

Draco's mind was in turmoil; he didn't know what to do.

As the ball hurtled toward Harry with the force to shatter his skull, Draco, in a moment of panic, spurred his broomstick and flew toward Harry!

"Lean to the right! Get out of the way of that ball!" Harry instinctively followed Draco's instructions.

But the ball still slammed into Harry's broom!

With a sharp, teeth-grinding snapping sound, a crack appeared at the end of the broom!

Thank goodness it's a light wheel, otherwise a regular broom would have broken long ago!

Draco himself didn't expect that he would still be thinking about this under these circumstances.

Seeing that his first attempt failed, the wandering ball decided to try the same trick again.

"Breaking!"

As Draco screamed, Harry's broom was struck again!

"Oh no! There's something wrong with Harry's broom!" Hagrid said anxiously, holding his binoculars. "That ball is malfunctioning; it keeps chasing Harry!"

"What?!" Hermione and Ron jumped up at the same time in alarm!

The commotion in the stands went unnoticed by Draco, who was busy rescuing people!

Draco's heart skipped a beat when he saw Harry get hit in the arm by the ball and sit crookedly on the battered broom.

Just as the ball was about to make another shot, Draco didn't care about anything else and grabbed Harry!

The next second, "Thea! Help!!"

A thunderous sound resounded throughout the entire stadium!

In that instant, all was silent!

Upon hearing Draco's shout, Thea disregarded the Quake in her hand and instinctively sprinted towards the source of the sound at top speed.

"Get out of the way!" Seeing the bouncy ball flying towards the two people who were sitting on the broom and were about to fall, Thea desperately threw the Quaffle in her hand at the bouncy ball with all her might.

"Get down!"

Upon hearing Thea's shout, Draco instinctively lay down on the broom and pressed Harry's head down at the same time!

"Bang!!!"

A tremendous cracking sound exploded across the field!

Draco clearly felt as if a shard had grazed his cheek, causing a sharp pain.

"hiss!"

At the same time, Harry let out a groan of pain.

"Flint! Stop the game!" Thea shouted at Flint.

The next moment, a whistle rang out through the sky.