15 Chapter 15: The Qudditch Game

The days passed very quickly, and after entering November, the weather became very cold. The mountains around the school were grey and covered with ice and snow. The lake was cold and hard like hardened steel. Every morning, the ground had frost.Draco sat next to the dining table couldn't help but yawn. He read very late yesterday because he thought that today was the Quidditch match basic school holiday without class, so he stayed for a while. Unexpectedly, this morning he was forced to pull from the bed by Pansy."First, why do girls go to a man's bed at will? Second, why was everyone so crazy about this game?"Draco was carrying two huge dark circles, mechanically repeating the action, stuffing the bread into his mouth. He felt extremely hungry and tired after all the reading. "Today is the most crucial day. If we lose, Gryffindor has to catch up with us." Pansy analyzed the situation of Quiddich and the influence on the house cup next to Draco.

"In any case, Dumbledore will give this year's house cup to the Lions to give Harry a reputation." Draco knew it, but he didn't talk about it.

"Not to mention that others have a protagonist's aura, golden snitch flies directly into the mouth, how to win here." These words were naturally impossible to say to Pansy.

Draco could only perfuse a few words: "On Gryffindor's small body, our team can be sure to crush them, so don't worry."

"Right, I heard that the saviour is Gryffindor's Seeker. They also said the Captain is a secret weapon. What can a First-Year do? No cheating?" Pansy said, taking two pieces of bread and applying jam to the middle.

"Miss, when it comes to cheating, people will think about our house first." Draco wanted to laugh. "Talking about Quidditch there are so many small moves that many people don't have a good impression of our team.""You're going to be energetic almost the same." Pansy looked at Draco with a look of hope. "Squeeze their arrogance."

"I don't have any interest in this set. I won't see it if you call me today." Draco naturally refused.

"No interest? That's why you are still very good, right?" Pansy seemed to have caught the loophole in Draco's words.

"Don't talk when you eat." Draco slid a piece of bread into Pansy's mouth, and then Pansy could only make a slight sound, hating him.

"Do you want to murder me?" The bread seemed to be a bit big. Pansy swallowed it for half a day before it was completely solved, and she drank a big bit of honey tea.

"You told me to go to those activities. You have to know…""Time is life," Pansy said strangely. "You are bothering, what happened to you? Today you are willing to go and not willing to go at the same time."

"Traveling." Malfoy waved his hand.

"Just collect the information of the Dark Lord."Draco tried to convince himself that he felt that today's activities made sense.

"It's almost the same." Pansy rose her head and seemed to announce Draco's victory again.

Due to the enthusiasm of Pansy, Pansy & Draco came early, sitting in the front position, but for this kind of competition, the difference between the seats was not big.

"It's bad." Pansy took a shot of her forehead. "I forgot to bring a telescope." Then she stared at Draco and expected him to have a solution.

"Don't look at me, or do I try with the Accio spell?""Go to death." It was a joke that Draco was standing, and it was too far from the bedroom. The Accio charm is also limited by distance, and Dumbledore may be able to make it.

" I can't see clearly that the blows I received will be lighter," Draco thought.

"Close your eyes," Draco whispered, still preparing to meet Pansy's wishes.Pansy immediately took care of it.

"When you ask for someone, you are not arrogant." Draco couldn't help but laugh..As a progressive wizard, the self-made charm can be said to be a dividing point. In a sense, only after you create or improve a spell, can you count as Reach the Higher Level in the magic field, otherwise you can only be regarded as picking up the predecessors. Professor Lockhart, who will be coaching next year, is flat, but the one-handedly improved "I am forgotten" is still mixed in the magic circle to get rich.

"Innovation is the first productivity." Draco's thoughts drifted away.

"The first homemade curse was used in this place." Malfoy didn't know whether to cry or laugh. As far as human nature is concerned, the brave fight has long been deeply involved in genetics. If Draco can, of course, wanted to create a killing curse like "Sectumsempra", it seems to have been counterproductive.

"Auxiliary is not bad." Draco could only try to comfort himself."You can blink.""Now I finally understand why you went to the library one day." Pansy looked at the centre and felt like she was listening to the Captain's instructions around the Slytherin team members. Any Slytherin team member's little moves could not escape. Her eyes, even the spit star that Flint spoke when she spoke, saw it."so-so," Pansy commented. "I still want to hear what they are saying.""I can't do this." Draco helpless shrugged.

"It's useless." Pansy curled her lips."Hey, are you considered abandon one's benefactor after achieving one's goal?""Don't make a noise, the game is about to begin.""Sure enough, no matter which World women fans are unreasonable." Draco felt hurt.

The game was about to begin, and Madam Hooch stood as the referee in the middle of the stadium, holding her broomstick in her hand, waiting for the team members.The stands outside the stadium were full of people, some people took banners, and some people shook their small flags. Some people were quiet and focused on their teammates on both sides of the telescope. Some people were walking away. It was Draco, everyone else was looking forward to the game when he was around.

"Infatuated professor, the beloved is dead and will continue to be a nanny to her son." Soon Draco saw Snape or the cold look, but his eyes swept to Harry from time to time.

Eyes moved, and soon Draco saw Professor Quirrell with a headscarf.The line of sight moved again, sweeping through the highest row, and he saw Ron and Hermione sitting next to Seamus, Neville and the others, who pulled a banner made of sheets that said Potter would win, below a lion symbolizing Gryffindor, Hermione whispered, making the paint on the banner sparkle in different colours.The team members of both sides gradually moved closer to the centre, and Madam Hooch raised her volume: "Listen, I hope everyone will participate in the competition fairly and honestly." Madam Hooch kept her eyes on the Captain of Slytherin when she spoke. It was a special warning.

"Please ride your broomsticks."

Both team members rode their brooms.Madam Hooch blew her silver whistle.Fifteen broomsticks rose high into the sky. The game was over.Draco's eyesight is good, and he could still see the situation without applying magic. But as soon as he saw the speed of the crowd, he could not help but shake his head. "No wonder the team will be sponsored in the second year. The gap is too big."

He saw Harry rushing to the sky with a broom. The players of Slytherin and Gryffindor were behind him.Draco only felt bored. The existence of the golden snitch is enough to destroy the gameplay of this game. The game that almost puts the victory and defeat of the game on one person has nothing to look at.

"Gryffindor's Keeper Wood has a beautiful action, breaking the ball. Now the Gryffindor team is taking the ball – it is the Gryffindor team's chaser Katie Bell, flying over the sky and rushing around Flint- ouch! That must be very painful." Lee Jordan's voice echoed loudly over the stadium. Draco was only sad for the professionalism of this event. As a commentary, how can there be such a clear bias towards the two teams? Gryffindor was beautiful and perfect. Slytherin had nothing. This made Malfoy remember the words of the previous life: "Long live Italy." The commentator who said this sentence was not spurted.The game then continued. Flint fouled and he ran into Harry and gave Gryffindor a free-kick. But it seemed that the Gryffindors had not grasped this opportunity.At the moment, Harry on the stadium seemed to feel something wrong with his broom. He could not command it at all. The broomstick turned left and turned right in the air, from time to time, violently shaking, which almost caused him to fall.

"Ron, look, Harry's broom is a bit abnormal." Hermione seemed to have first discovered the problem.Harry's broom squirmed and squirmed all the way, slowly and steadily moving Harry away from the field."Harry's innate talent is as powerful as his daddy, don't worry," Hagrid mumbled. Because of his pile of magical creatures, he had to be a little late. "This is a strategy for Gryffindor, you know – impossible!" Hagrid suddenly yelled.At this moment, everyone in the stands pointed up at Harry. His broomstick began to roll and roll, and Harry could barely support it. Suddenly, the broomstick did another crazy twist, and Harry was knocked down by it. He grabbed the broomstick with one hand and hung in the air.

"When Flint hit him, did the broom have a problem?" Seamus whispered.

"That's the latest Nimbus 2000." Ron's voice shook a little.

"It must be dark magic." Hermione gave her inference, talking about a telescope that had captured Hagrid, but she did not look at the stadium but instead looked at the crowd on the stands.Soon she seemed to have found her goal and quickly left the small group of Gryffindor.

"The little girl is going to act." Draco watched Hermione struggle through the crowd and came to the stands where Snape was."It's a pity to find the wrong person." Draco touched his nose and sat watching the show.

"I'm worried about IQ." Malfoy stared at Quirrell, who was inadvertently interrupted by Hermione's spell. He couldn't help but laugh, how much he dared to solve Harry in full view, Dumbledore could not be trifled with, even without Hermione's misunderstanding. Dumbledore couldn't let Harry go wrong.The effect of the curse stopped, and Harry's broom returned to normal.Suddenly there was a tidal cheer on the stands, and people got up and clapped their hands. Harry spit out the golden snitch in his mouth, waving his broom and saying, "I caught the snitch!". Lee Jordan announced the results of the game, 170 scored 60, Gryffindor won the game.

"Damn." Pansy spat.

"So you said that you are licking my leg." Draco only felt a tingling on his thigh, and Pansy stunned him, seemingly venting, as for who's legs are not what Pansy cares.

"No longer sitting with the females," Draco said secretly to himself."The last minute of silence is for Prof. Snape, whose robe was burned, was two seconds." Draco finally glanced at the professor who had been smashed by Hermione.

"Let's go." Pansy stood up and slammed into the chair."The horizon is like the beginning!" Draco couldn't help but smile.

Pansy, who didn't curse, couldn't notice the foot.

"Get up." Malfoy reached out and prepared to pull Pansy and take her away. But she looked down and seemed to be thinking about something."Today their win is just a fluke, right?" Pansy suddenly looked at Draco.

" They were extremely lucky." Draco could only follow her.

"We will win next year?"

"Of course." Draco comforted.

"You will help us get revenge, right?""Right right." When the words came out, Malfoy felt that he had been put together.

"Very good, I am in a much better mood now." Pansy's face suddenly smiled, like a cloud that had been raining through the clouds. "Let's go," Pansy said happily, it seemed that the loss of the game didn't affect her.