On Saturday morning, Harry woke up early. He lay on his bed and thought for a moment about the upcoming Quidditch match, a little nervous, mainly because he didn't know what Wood would say if Gryffindor lost, and he had to face another team that sat on the fastest broom that gold could buy. After lying there for half an hour, he finally got up and got dressed, and sat down to breakfast. There he found the rest of the Gryffindor gathered around the long, empty table, each looking nervous and taciturn.

As eleven o'clock approached, everyone set off for the Quidditch Gym. It's been a hot and muggy day, with occasional thunder, and when Harry enters the locker room, Hermione and Roth hurried over to wish him good luck. The players changed into their scarlet Gryffindor jerseys and sat down to listen to Wood's usual pre-game uplifting speech.

"Slytherin has better broomsticks than we do," he began, "and there's no doubt about it, but we have better players." We train harder than they do, we fly in all kinds of weather, ("That's right!"). George muttered, "The clothes on our bodies haven't really dried since August." We will make them regret the moment they smile. Malfoy, who had just been bribed to get him on the Slytherin team. Wood's chest heaved with excitement as he turned to Harry.

"Actually, Draco flew well......" Harry didn't dare to continue, as Wood's eyes were too dangerous.

"It's all up to you, Harry, to show them that the Seeker must have something else besides a rich father. Either get the Golden Snitch before Malfoy or die in the ring. Harry, because we're going to win today, we're ready to win! ”

His own captain said so, what else could Harry do? He could only mumble that he should respond, and he also wanted to compare his flying skills with Draco in the field.

As they walked out to play, there was a thunderous sound, mostly cheers and shouts. Both the Ravenkera and Hufflepuffs were anxious to see Slytherin defeated, but the Slytherin could also be heard cheering from the crowd. But a female voice in the middle of Slytherin embarrassed Harry.

"Come on, Harry!"

Miss Pansy Parkinson had shown a keen interest in Mr. Potter since last Christmas, even if it was squeezed out by some of the Slytherin and Gryffindor girls, and as for the results, Wood had spoken privately to Harry more than once about the choice of faction.

Of course, there are some Slytherin girls who have been influenced by Miss Parkinson's and have begun to compete for the position of the future head of the Potter family, but so far Miss Parkinson has a better chance of winning, at least Harry has really been seized by her to chat privately.

Lady Hooch, the Quidditch referee, makes Flint shake hands with Wood. They gave each other a threatening look and deliberately clenched each other's hands heavily.

"Listen to my whistle," Mrs. Hodge, "three...... Two...... One ......" As the roar of the crowd urged them to start, the four contestants rose into the sloping sky. Harry flew taller than anyone else, squinting in search of the Golden Snitch.

"Hey, Harry, are you alright?" Draco flew up to Harry's side and said with a grin, "You didn't listen to you to buy a new broomstick, but I bought the latest model, don't be left behind by me later!" ”

"Follow me and drink the wind!" Harry teased in turn, and quickly turned to the side, Draco thought he had spotted the Golden Snitch so quickly and immediately followed.

They flew around the goal posts, swept past the spectators, and even burrowed under the platform, quickly flying between the countless support columns, and finally both back into the air.

"Damn, I'm going to ask my dad to send a letter to the light wheel company, my light wheel 2001 can't catch up with your light wheel 2000, there must be something wrong with this!"

"Don't kid Draco, it's your lack of skills!"

The two laughed, not noticing a Bludger flying towards Harry.

"Bang~!"

"What a hang, Harry!" George said, club in hand, and sped past Harry, ready to shoot the Bludger back at Slytherin. Harry saw George deliver a powerful blow to the Bludger in the direction of the opposing team, but the Bludger changed direction in the air and flew towards Harry.

"Harry, did you do anything to it last night? Hahaha! ”

Draco laughed ungracefully at this, but soon he couldn't laugh anymore.

The brothers, Fred and George, stood by Harry's side, knocking the crazy Bludger into the air, and at one point they even flew the ball in front of Draco's eyes, but before the latter could react, they grazed the tip of his nose and flew back!

Draco: "Hey! Harry, seriously, you really haven't done anything to it? ”

Harry: "Don't talk nonsense, come over here and help get it out!" ”

The audience below noticed a very strange scene: the Slytherin Seeker was helping two Gryffindor batsmen protect the Gryffindor Seeker. This is something that has never been seen in the years of struggle between the two academies!

The commentator at the arena, a Gryffindor boy named Jordan who doesn't play, had forgotten to explain, and even Professor McGonagall behind him hadn't alerted him.

"Damn it, hurry up and end this game! At least pause! ”

The captains on both sides asked for a timeout at the same time, and Mrs. Hodge, who was the referee, immediately blew the whistle.

Unlike Flint, who was speaking to Draco, Wood asked Mrs. Hooch to inspect the Bludger.

"It's not in order," Mrs. Hodge explained, "that all match balls can only be inspected and sealed before the start of the game, and no non-player is allowed to touch the ball after the start of the game, and players are not allowed to cast magic on the ball." ”

Coordination fails, and Wood convinces Harry to find the Golden Snitch as soon as possible.

"Don't worry, Wood, I'll take care of it."

On the other hand, Draco also had to reassure the other players that they would not make any more mistakes: they could not control the game after the game, at least not during the game.

The game continued, Harry dodged the Bludger as best he could, but luckily only this one had a problem, and Draco was no longer near Harry, intending to get the Golden Snitch himself and end the match.

The rain wet Harry's eyes, and despite his best efforts to dodge, the Bludger finally hit him, shattering his elbow, and Harry felt like his arm was broken.

A burning pain that made Harry feel a little dizzy. On the upward side of the rain-soaked broomstick, only one hand and the knee of one leg remained hooked to the broom, and his right arm hung ineffectively to one side. Bludger scurried in for a second attack, this time aimed at his chest.

"Damn it!"

Draco noticed Harry's plight and flew over and pulled Harry to dodge the Bludger that came back again.

"Thank you, thank you." The shot in the chest made Harry's breathing a little difficult, and then he immediately spotted the Seeker's target from the top of his eyes, and the Golden Snitch stopped behind Draco's ear!

Bludger also rushed from behind, but because Draco blocked it, he had to hit Draco first if he wanted to hit Harry, so Harry blurted out.

"Back!"

Draco, who subconsciously turned his head, saw a black iron ball rushing towards him at the door, and naturally reflexively reached out to block it, because Harry was still behind him, and then ......

"Bang~!"

"Ahhhhh!!!h

"Bang~!" "Bang~!"

In no particular order, Draco and Harry finally landed, thanks to the heavy rain, the ground was full of mud, and at least they didn't fall to their deaths.

"Malfoy gets the Golden Snitch and Slytherin wins 210-0!"

Harry fainted, then woke up again, and the first thing he saw was a row of shiny teeth.

"Oh, no, it's not you." He groaned.

"I can't hear what he's saying," Lockhart said loudly to the nervous Gryffindors huddled next to him, "Don't be nervous, Harry, I'll heal your arm." ”

"No!" Harry yelled, "I'll just let it do this, thanks......" He tried to sit up, but the pain was unbearable. At that moment, he heard a familiar click.

"I don't want to take pictures like this, Colin." He said loudly.

"Lie back, Harry," Lockhart said reassuringly, a "Finally my chance!" "It's a simple magic that I've used countless times." ”

"Why can't I just go straight to the hospital?" Harry asked, gritting his teeth.

"He really deserves to go to the hospital, Professor." Covered in mud, Wood said his Seeker had been injured and had lost the game, but as captain he was responsible for the safety of his players.

Through the legs that surrounded him like bushes, Harry found that Fred and George were desperately trying to stuff the vicious Bludger into the box, and it was still struggling to make that terrifying flight.

"Lie down." Lockhart said as he rolled up his emerald green sleeves.

"No...... Don't ......," Harry said weakly, but Lockhart was already spinning his wand, and a second later it was already aimed directly at Harry's arm.

A strange and unpleasant sensation began to spread from Harry's shoulders to his fingertips, as if his arms were being emptied, Harry did not dare to look at what was happening, he closed his eyes and turned his face to his hand.

But when the people around him gasped and Colin Creevey began to press the shutter desperately again, his fear was at its core. His arm doesn't hurt anymore...... But it doesn't feel like a hand anymore.

"Well," said Lockhart, "yes, yes, sometimes there are a little accidents, but the point is that the bones are no longer broken, and people should be aware of that...... Yes! ”

With a scream, the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor flew out, and a dark shadow quickly appeared in front of Harry.

"How are you? Is there something wrong? ”

The surrounding students had "the end of the world coming" expressions on their faces, and the Potions professor, the head of Slytherin, Severus Snape, was actually shushing Harry Potter at Gryffindor House!

In fact, Harry had been feeling strange since the beginning of the year, although the Potions professor still sneered at him, and the potions were still deducted points for brewing errors, but after the taunts, Snape would tell him what to do to get the results he deserved.

In any case, at least from this incident, it can be seen that the Slytherin Dean seems to have unusual feelings for the Savior.

"It's okay, it's okay." Harry didn't know what to say, but thankfully she didn't have to worry about it.

"Hey! Big bat, what are you doing! Are you trying to kill me? The Defence Against the Dark Arts professor shouted to Snape.

"Although I want to do this to him, I should not target him!"

Snape's voice was grim, and the two "hes" in the words surrounded the students who didn't know the truth.

"That...... I said it was an accident! Lockhart said with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Are you an idiot for me? The inventor of the Bone Extraction Charm actually used his own spell incorrectly? ”

"It's easy, I've gotten used to it for so many years."

Lockhart finally found a plausible reason to smile at Snape, who looked like a dead man.

"Anyway, don't you care about your godson?"

Snape glanced at Draco, who had fainted, "Send them to the school infirmary." ”

The four students who were named did not dare to refuse and quickly sent the injured off the field.

The Dean of Slytherin is finally gone, and the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher touches his nose in the dark-haired professor's warning eyes and takes a group of fans to his office.

Anyway, the matter is over for the time being, James Potter's son has finally accepted the greeting from his "good friend" in place of his own son, and Lockhart's revenge journey has only just begun* -

PS1: Those who say they want to be ghost fathers, Sakura is less than ten years old! You can do it too! I despise you~

PS2: Regarding the problem of the protagonist's forced style, Panda has been adjusting and trying to find the one that best matches the image in my heart. In addition, in fact, it was originally arranged, and in the next world, you will meet the protagonist who is as high as the Elder Scrolls, please rest assured to look forward to it~

PS*: If you have any questions about the relationship between Lockhart and James Potter, you can go back to Book 2, Chapter 52, where it is written why Lockhart would want to use the Bone-Draining Charm on Potter.

PS4: Actually, I just want to order a recommendation ticket, and all the kind uncles/sisters look at it and give it a little bit~ - Panda worship