Hogwarts Homecoming

Sometimes, Hermione's obsession really makes Harry and Ron feel headaches, just like the matter of Scabbers, there are so many irrefutable evidences in front of her, but she just insists that Scabbers' death has nothing to do with Crookshanks , even she herself couldn't produce any evidence to prove Crookshanks' innocence.

"Okay, let me see what else I can do—"

Harry was wheezing, and his eyes were darting around, hoping to help his two Gryffindor classmates, or, to use something.

"Hmm!" Suddenly, Harry's eyes lit up, "Huh, there is a way, Hermione, to make Malfoy's two little servants suffer!"

By this time, Hermione's sweaty cheeks were already a little pale, and her mind was a little dizzy from the consumed magic power and Harry's rapid turn of control of the boat one after another. After getting rid of Crabbe and Goyle, she couldn't even express a happy expression, but nodded with a strong sense of vomiting.

"Hey, you two!"

Harry, who had an idea, seemed to have returned to the fierce and exciting Quidditch match. He kept adjusting his position, released wrong signals, and restrained Crabbe and Gao like a dangerous Seeker. And finally, half a minute later, when Harry was finally satisfied with the relative position of the two boats on the turbulent water, he shouted to Crabbe and Goyle, who were running too fast again,

"Can't you be smarter?"

Harry laughed sarcastically,

"Without Malfoy, you seem to have degenerated into savage trolls!"

"How dare you say that, Potter!" Crabbe yelled angrily, "I think you're a piece of shit!"

Immediately, Crabbe and Goyle really looked like two small trolls, with only Harry's mocking smile in their eyes, completely ignoring everything around them.

"Speed ​​up, Hermione!"

Seeing the menacing men, Harry's heart couldn't help but beat a few times faster. He held the rudder tightly and asked Hermione to pour all the magic power into the oak boat under him. In an instant, it was like a boat The car galloped forward like a car that stepped on the accelerator, and directly crashed into a cloud of clouds floating on the water.

The familiar sound of the wind whistled in his ears, and Harry, who was sailing, unexpectedly found some pleasure in riding his beloved Nimbus 2000 in mid-air freely!

But even so, the distance between the two speeding boats is still shrinking at an astonishing speed, and it seems that within a few seconds, they will collide hard!

"Harry!"

Hermione, who flung herself at the stern, reminded nervously as she watched the shadow gradually approaching from behind.

Swish!

"Hold on, Hermione!"

All of a sudden, Harry squatted down and slammed the rudder, and the whole boat kept jumping on the water and mid-air, like a stone floating in the water!

At first, Crabbe and Goyle didn't care, thinking that Potter was just repeating his tricks, but when they also turned around and the oak boat drifted forward on the water, they noticed something was wrong. The place, because the direction of the ship was out of control, was the quagmire where the Hinkpunk that made them lose their minds before lived!

call!

The turbulent wind swept away the strangely shaped puff of smoke in an instant, and a quagmire vortex with a diameter of about twenty feet suddenly appeared in the horrified eye sockets of Crabbe and Goyle. Hinkpunk, the size of a house-elf, is changing from reality to reality like silk mist.

This Shinkpunk holding a shaking 'wild-wisp' stared blankly at the gigantic ship that looked like a giant to it, and before he could scream, he was knocked 'out of his wits'!

The reason why the muddy vortex that Sinkpunk is guarding has a very strong suction is because it hosts a silverfish that is widely found in the Indian Ocean—the Lamora fish. This fish has strong magic power. Magicians would use them as anchor chains to hold ships in place.

It's a sad thing, for Crabbe and Goyle.

The sudden stop of the ship was a disaster for them with huge inertia. Amidst eardrum-piercing screams, the two of them swooped in mid-air to draw a graceful curve, and finally, they smashed hard like depth charges. into the water.

At the funny scene in front of him, Harry, who was struggling to stop not far away, burst out laughing, and even Hermione, who had drooping eyelids and lacked energy, couldn't help curling up the corners of her mouth.

But is the tragic fate of Crabbe and Goyle not over yet?

When Crabbe and Goyle, who had fallen out of shape, just came to normal, a large school of Chirac fish swam over from nowhere, and they hovered around them, constantly spraying water at them. Arrow, Crabbe and Goyle screamed in pain, this time, even Hermione couldn't feel any pity for them.

"Congratulations to everyone who successfully passed the first round of screening--"

A familiar voice suddenly resounded across the vast lake,

"Then, the remaining warriors will compete for the glory of victory on the track!"

"It's Professor Blaine's voice!"

Harry, who helped Hermione up, reacted immediately. Before he could think about the meaning of Professor Bryan's words, suddenly, the space around him boiled like boiling water. Immediately afterwards, Harry felt a rush. A sense of peeling toward the sky while the earth is rapidly moving away from the horizon.

And the moment his vision became clear, Harry's expression darkened as he swept across the space where the disguise had been lost.

Three hundred feet away, the bruised and bruised Ron and Parvati were using the oak boat stuck vertically in the mud as a shield to avoid the water arrows of a group of Chirac fish. Lavender and Seamo, who had exhausted their energy, leaned on the side of the boat as if resigned to their fate. He didn't move at all, and many Gryffindor classmates were also in the above two situations. Only Neville and Dean looked similar to him and Hermione.

As for the Slytherins, Harry cast a rough look at the pair of Malfoy and Parkinson who were laughing at the two Gryffindors he'd sent into the mud.

The tall and stocky Millicent Burst, who had a grudge against Hermione, was staring at her side coldly. Behind her, Theodore Nott looked silent, as if he hadn't expended much energy. .

In addition, there is another group of people in Slytherin, a pretty girl, Daphne Greengrah and her teammate Blaise Zabini, who are discussing the current situation in a low voice, and they are equally energetic.

It has to be said that for such a game without pre-information, Slytherin, who is more tactful and cautious, has an advantage over Gryffindor.

"Three against two, our magic power is consumed even more!"

As a Quidditch master, Harry is also good at analyzing the situation of the game. After a few glances, he has already foreseen what will happen in the future.