Mrs. Hooch had just walked away from Malfoy with Neville in her arms when she burst out laughing, "Do you see his face, that stupid big man?"

The other Slytherin students laughed as well. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Shut up, Malfoy. Parvati Patil snapped.

"Ho, protecting Longbottom?" said Pansy Parkinson, an ugly Slytherin girl who likes to hang around Louis for some reason, "I didn't expect you to like chubby little tear packs, Patille." ”

"Look!" Malfoy said, rushing to the spot where Neville had fallen and picking up something, "it was given to him by Grandma Longbottom, the big fool." ”

Malfoy held up the memory ball, which glistened in the sun.

"Bring it, Malfoy," Harry whispered.

Everyone stopped and looked at the two of them.

"Where do I want to put it for Longbottom to pick it up? What do you think of it in a tree, Potter?" said Malfoy, scribbling on his broomstick and flying.

It seemed that Malfoy wasn't all bragging, he did fly well, and he stopped at a tree and looked at Harry defiantly.

Harry grabbed his broom and kicked it hard, and the ground was scrapped.

"Harry, come down, you'll be fired!" Hermione shouted anxiously at Harry, but Harry didn't seem to hear her and flew towards Malfoy.

"Oh my God, Louis, can you figure it out first?" said Hermione, trotting over to Louis.

"Why do you want to do it? It's immoral to disturb people on a date alone, Hermione. Louis said with a wicked smile.

Didn't Malfoy make all kinds of provocations Harry just to make Harido look at him, didn't he just want Harido to pay attention to him? Louis wouldn't admit that these two guys were flying so much that they were irritating him.

Hermione, who seemed to be taken aback by Louis's words, looked up at the two men in the sky who took two steps backwards as if they couldn't take it.

"Hey Hermione, you can't discriminate against them, love is equal, you have to respect their choices. Louis said with a smile.

Hermione opened her mouth to say something and suddenly pointed to the sky and shouted, Louis looked up to see that Harry was swooping quickly towards the ground, he should have been using his own broomstick and not out of control.

Louis was joking with his wand in his hand, and it wouldn't be fun if Harry broke his neck when he rushed down.

In the end, nothing happened to Harry, he rushed down because Malfoy threw the memory ball to the ground, and he did it in order to grab it. Eventually, though, he was taken away by Professor McGonagall, and poor Harry wished he had been given a few less reprimands.

While Louis was enjoying a delicious dinner, Hermione's group walked over, "Louis, I heard that Harry is going to a duel with Malfoy at night!

"Ahem... Cough.. Oh, Hermione, you're not doing this, and you asked me to stop them when the two of you were on a late night date? Louis ate the silky pudding one bite at a time.

"Louis!" Hermione looked at Louis in annoyance.

"Okay, well, I mean they're just little wizards, and to be honest I doubt they'll ever be able to cast a spell. "The worst outcome is that they get caught by Filch, so don't worry." ”

"I know, but he's too selfish, how many points will he be deducted if he gets caught!" Hermione said with a puff of breath.

"Hermione, you need to know that children of this age are like this, and not everyone is as good as you. Louis said, putting down the goblet in his hand.

"Oh, well, I mean, thank you. Hermione blushed slightly, "By the way, I remember I still have an assignment to write and I need to look it up." Hermione trotted all the way back to Gryffindor.