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"Look at that big stupid guy!" the other Slytherin students happily chimed in.

"Shut up, Malfoy!" Parvati Petill, a Gryffindor girl, snapped up Draco's laughter.

"Ho, protecting Longbottom?" a Slytherin girl wasn't to be outdone, "I didn't expect you to like this chubby little tear pack, Petil." ”

Vio frowned, this girl was the same Pansy Parkinson who lied to her in Flitwick's class last time. Vio thinks her last name is very realistic, and her brain is indeed like that of a Parkinson's patient.

Hermione was huffing and trying to hit back something, and Malfoy shouted, drawing everyone's attention.

"Look!" Draco rushed to where Neville had fallen, grabbing a shiny thing in the grass. "It was given to him by the fool Longbottom's grandmother. ”

In the sun, the memory ball glistened in his hand. Also shining was his platinum-blond hair.

Draco's smile was not like a hearty open mouth laughing like people would express joy, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were frivolous. This smile, combined with his delicate facial features, looks a little evil, but it is uniquely charming.

"Take it, Malfoy. Harry whispered.

Everyone watched them silently.

Draco gave Harry a dismissive look, ignoring it, instead turning to his group of Slytherin henchmen and saying, "I thought, how about putting it somewhere—a place where Longbottom could have a good time—on a tree?"

"Bring it!" Harry shouted, but Draco jumped on his broomstick and took off quickly. He used to brag about his flying skills in front of everyone, and now it seems that he is not exaggerating, he flies quite well. Levitating parallel to the treetops of an oak tree, he looked down at his classmates, especially Harry, and shouted, "Come and get it if you want, Potter!"

Harry grabbed his broomstick, and Vio unconsciously grabbed his broom.

"No!" Hermione was startled as she yelled at Harry, "Stop Harry, Madame Hodge told us not to move - you're going to be fired—"

To no avail, Harney kicked the ground hard and lifted it up, the girls on the ground screamed, but Ron let out a roar of admiration in excitement.

Vio watched Harry turn around and fly towards Draco, she knew that Harry's father had been a man with a natural talent for flying, and Harry would not be bad now.

Not knowing what Harry had said to Draco, Draco casually threw the orb of memory out of his hand, but he redirected the broomstick handle and landed slowly.

The Slytherins all ran around him, complimenting him on his flying skills. Only Vio stared anxiously at Harry as he chased the orb in the air - he rolled in a sharp circle, caught the orb just as it hit the ground, flattened the broomstick handle, and finally lay down gently on the lawn.

He still clutched the memory ball tightly in his hand. Ron rushed over and shouted "Awesome" before picking him up.

The Gryffindor students hurried towards him, Harry was surrounded by the crowd, and Professor McGonagall walked in a hurry, her wand raised, her mouth slightly open, unable to tell what she was seeing.

She walked up to Harry, and before she could reprimand, the Gryffindor students began to explain that they were upset about Harry. Vio looked at it with envy, thinking that the Slytherin classmates might never be able to do this.

However, Professor McGonagall glared at Harry solemnly, and certainly did not forget to glare at Draco - but she only angrily ordered Harry, "You come with me!-as for you!" Her sharp eyes swept over Draco, who was watching the show, "Go to Professor Snape's office at once, wait for me there! Now, Potter, let's go!"

"What?" Draco looked at Professor McGonagall's back in disbelief, "Why?!" Although he was not satisfied with Professor McGonagall's decision, he had no choice but to go back to the castle with his head down.

As the Gryffinds departed, Vio looked at Hermione in surprise and hurriedly explained, "We'll have to go see Harry - in case he gets expelled...... she followed before she saw the crowd going away.