Hogwarts Homecoming

The changes in the surrounding area are not over yet. The clouds and mists floating on the water surface of this vast lake quickly gathered together under the effect of magic power. They formed two fog walls with a length of one mile. In the center of the fog wall is the next Come down to the final competition track.

Those little wizards who were injured and had lost the ability to compete floated up from the cabin or the water one by one, and floated to the land at the door of the classroom. The remaining five boats returned to the embankment and lined up neatly. Professor Brian, who will not appear, popped out of nowhere, facing the sad eyes of the little wizards, with a smile on his face,

"So, is it much more obvious what to do next?"

Pointing to the track divided by the fog wall, Amosta said cheerfully,

"There are three groups of Slytherins, and two groups of Gryffindors. Next, you will race with all your strength to reach the other side. On the track will be randomly arranged some cute little creatures that you have just seen. At the end of the track, It will be a fork, one leading to glory and the other leading to failure, and only by making the right choice will we get the final victory."

"If I were you, Potter,"

After Professor Brian finished introducing the rules, Malfoy smiled hypocritically,

"I'll take that old broom and go to the owl shed to sweep bird poop right now. You know, so you don't embarrass yourself!"

Facing Malfoy's provocation, for the first time, Harry didn't immediately retort. He supported the tired and trembling Hermione, glanced at the Slytherin who had reached a consensus, and then panted and sarcastically said,

"It really surprised me, Malfoy, I thought your loyal servants were only those two big fools."

"There's no need to try to drive a wedge, Potter."

Unexpectedly, the thin boy on Millicent Burst's ship, who seemed to be a little alienated from the rest of Slytherin, Harry hadn't paid much attention to him before, Theodore Nott said sullenly,

"Longbottom will not pose any threat to us, Potter, as long as you fall into the water, Slytherin will win, and if you lose you in the Quidditch match tomorrow, Gryffindor will not win Hufflepuff." Qi, this is killing two birds with one stone."

Nott's words immediately aroused a fierce reaction from the little Gryffindor wizard who was repairing on the shore. Ron yelled "despicable", and wanted to rush up to punch Nott twice, but was forced back by Amosta's look. go back.

Not bad, young man, the thinking is still very clear.

Although Amosta didn't say a word, his eyes still showed a faint admiration. Most of the descendants of these pure-blood wizard families that have been passed down for hundreds of years are some worthless playboys, but occasionally there are extremely A few, under the cultivation of elite education, really stand out.

Harry pursed his lips tightly. To be honest, he knew that Malfoy's group had actually had this idea in the first place, but he was still surprised that the Slytherin said it so honestly.

"What to do, Harry?"

Neville, who was already soaked in water, blinked, looking at no idea.

"There's only one way, Harry," whispered Hermione, still pale, "you have to give up on me—"

Harry was about to say something when Hermione cut him off.

"This is what you have to do if you want to win, Harry, and Dean—"

Hermione looked at Dean, whose dark skin was already pale, "And you, Dean, you have to give up the game too. The two of us are in the same situation. Even if we persist, we will only become a drag!"

Alright, now that Harry, Neville and Dean understood what Hermione meant, instead of keeping two people who are no longer useful, it is better to merge the teams and streamline them into a combat-capable team. , it is possible to find an opportunity for victory in the foreseeable siege of Slytherin.

"Very wise choice, Miss Granger—"

After Amosta nodded appreciatively at Hermione, she turned to look at the little guys who were staggering around, and said with a smile,

"Please wait a moment, everyone, I will send you to the hospital together later."

Listen to yourself, is this speaking human words?

Black lines appeared on the foreheads of the little wizards, all thinking so in their hearts.

"Ha, I'll be waiting for you at the finish, Potter, I hope you can swim faster!"

The moment Amostar announced the start of the match, Malfoy laughed triumphantly, just as Harry expected, Malfoy had no intention of pestering him at all, he entrusted this 'honorable' task to Bo Sid and Greengrass and the others.

"Show Malfoy some color, Harry!"

Standing on the bank, his face covered in mud, Ron roared angrily, "If you can't do it, don't even try to go to bed tonight!"

Well--

As soon as the words came out, everyone looked at Ron, including Amosta and Hermione, all showing expressions of astonishment.

"Oh, what's the matter?"

Being aimed at by so many weird eyes, Ron trembled a few times, he looked innocently at Hermione who couldn't help laughing, and muttered softly,

"I mean, I share a dorm with Harry. Nothing else."

Neville's chubby cheeks were flushed, and somehow he became the hope of the whole village. He seemed to be under a lot of pressure. If it wasn't for the fact that Harry was by his side, he might have collapsed.

"What to do, Harry?"

After Malfoy left, Greenglass and Burst didn't rush out. She was sandwiched between Harry and Neville, staring at them. It seemed that she had made up her mind to entangle them so that Malfoy could get victory.

"You can't give up anyway, Neville!" Harry said through gritted teeth.

The wind howled suddenly, and the stationary boat shot out like an arrow leaving the string. Harry stared at Malfoy's fast-moving back, with determination in his eyes, but

"Get out of the way, Harry!"

Not only Neville, but even many Gryffindors who were watching the battle on the shore anxiously reminded them loudly. Harry turned his head urgently, but saw Millicent with a sneer on his face and Daphne with her calm eyes turned away from the head of the bed, forming a The trajectory of 'X' slammed into the stern of his boat!

Click!

The bow of Harry's ship was tilted high like a pirate ship. If he hadn't been pulling the rudder, it would have been enough to throw him into the water. Neville was even more miserable. He was crawling in the cabin with his right hand Pressing on the wooden hemisphere on the ship's side, the instantaneously accelerating hull made his body slide uncontrollably, his face and the hull were in close contact, and when Harry controlled the hull, Neville, who had suffered from a nose attack, was already covered in blood !

Gryffindor's angry shouts on the shore were about to topple the roof, and Hermione rushed to Professor Brian, shouting in a rare indignation,

"It's not fair, Slytherins are cheating, they are using despicable means to win, is this allowed, Professor!"

"I don't see what's wrong, Miss Granger—"

Facing the little witch's scolding, Amosta said calmly,

"It's like you and Mr. Thomas automatically quit the game in order to ensure victory and let Harry and Neville form a team. Slytherin just chose a tactic that is conducive to winning. I think their choice is very wise."

Hermione's cheeks turned red all of a sudden, and she turned her head desperately to say something to refute, but since Professor Brian just didn't allow the little wizards to attack each other with their wands, the behavior of Millicent and Greengrass is indeed not a foul .

"How are you, Neville?"

The tilted bow of the ship slammed into the water several times and bounced back several times. After finally gaining a foothold, Harry immediately looked at Neville. He thought that Neville, who was particularly easily frightened, must be terrified, but unexpectedly, Neville He imagined being braver.

"I'm fine, Harry."

Neville said in shock, he wiped his nose, and stared blankly at the bright red blood on his hands, but he didn't say anything, just wiped his robes under Harry's worried gaze, and then panted slightly He looked at the two groups of people who put the boat across the front and completely blocked the track.

Millicent and Daphne, the two Slytherin girls, had been paying attention to Harry from the beginning to the end, but the two wizards Theodore and Blaise, who were relatively silent behind her, frowned in unison, as if they noticed Seeing the soft, chubby-faced little boy looking over again, something that made them feel uncomfortable was waking up.

"You don't have to ask for trouble, Potter and Longbottom." Blaise Zabini said, "It is more sensible to give up now."

"Feel sorry--"

Harry's green eyeballs were burning with fire, and he stared coldly at the Slytherins blocking the track,

"I'll probably never understand what it's like to judge the situation!"