"Stupid Gryffindor, what else can you do, Potter, you're running out of options."

As Harry's words drew applause from the Gryffindor wizards, Blaise Shabini looked at Harry, his brown eyes revealing undisguised contempt.

The channel was not particularly wide, and was stopped by two oak boats swinging horizontally, leaving little space for the other to pass through the other.

In the distance, Draco's speed slowed down, not only because Parkinson's magic was not enough to support the whole high-speed run of the track, but also because the random Hinkpunks hidden in the fog on the track would always cause them a little interference, not to mention, in the second half of the track, Professor Bryan's Hirac fish were also constantly attacking them, if they didn't want to be hit by those faintly poisonous water arrows, they had to hold up the magic barrier, and this further consumed their magic power.

Harry withdrew his gaze without saying a word, and faced the Slytherin in his way, revealing an equally sharp look.

I don't know when, Amosta got himself a high-backed soft chair, he crossed Erlang's legs, held a cup of steaming green tea, and looked like he was leisurely watching a good show.

What would Harry do?

Not only the little wizard behind him, but Amosta was also a little curious.

Just as everyone was speculating whether Harry would crash into the water, even if he fell into the water, Harry slowly pulled his wand out of his pocket and pointed it at Daphne and the others.

"You want to attack us, Potter?"

Theodore had a little more mockery at the corner of his mouth,

"You haven't forgotten Professor Bryan's rules, have you?"

"Neville!"

The moment Theodore's words fell, Harry suddenly shouted, and although Neville in the stern of the boat had been silent, he had already prepared for it, and as soon as Harry greeted him, he slapped his palm on the right side of the boat without hesitation!

Neville and Harry's boat was like a sharp ice blade, suddenly cut through the water and stirred up the rolling white waves, and he slammed straight into Millicent and Theodore's boat, as if as expected, ready to limit one for one, but...

"It's freezing and it's cold!"

Just when there was still a distance of twenty feet between the two sides, Harry's wand suddenly drooped down and shouted at the water, and a cold air flow squirted out, and a layer of hard ice immediately formed on the rippling water, Harry's wrist was raised, and the ice immediately spread diagonally upward, forming a ramp!

Crash!

Time seemed to be stretched out at this moment, and the four young wizards of Slytherin slowly looked up, and the crystal-clear crystal beads scattered in the air reflected their stunned and funny expressions, everything was like a dream.

Bang!

The boat that fell again made a thunderous sound when it collided with the water, and time recovered, and Ron and Hermione on the shore instantly shouted happily,

"Well done, Harry!"

Ron shouted, and the other Gryffindor wizards, who were slow to react, also laughed as if they had been hit by the Happiness Charm, and the Slytherin wizards immediately fell into a dull state of smugness, and the mud-covered Crabbe and Goyle seemed to rush over and throw Ron into the water with a menacing expression, but were forced back by a slightly cold look from the prophetic Amosta.

Harry and Neville rode away, and it wasn't until three seconds later that the two Slytherin ships reacted, quickly turning their bows and desperately catching up.

When engrossed, the naturally growing Hinkpunk was not easy to mislead, not only Harry and Neville, but also the obstacle quagmire set up by Amosta didn't bother Millicent and Daphne much, and the three speedboats swam nimbly on the water, and it didn't take long to complete a third of the track.

Just when the six little wizards were a little tired, the Chirac fish came out to make trouble again.

Under the shallow green water, a few arrows of water grazed Harry's cheeks, and Harry, who was staring at Malfoy's gradually clear back, also jumped, and the hand at the helm also trembled, and almost crashed into a jumping orange lamp near the riverbank!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The intertwining arrows enveloped the two of them like a large transparent net, Neville crouched in the cabin, because of the angle, the water arrows of the Hirac fish could not attack him, but Harry was not so lucky, in order to ensure that the view was not blocked, he could only control the boat and desperately dodge, but even so, a water arrow that accidentally hit the corner of his eyebrow still made him faint suddenly, and then, his forehead swollen a large bag.

"Harry, shouldn't we open the barrier!"

Neville, noticing the unusual shaking of the ship's hull, noticed Harry's misery and wanted to ask Harry if they should...

"No, Neville!"

Even though one eye could no longer see clearly, Harry still decisively rejected Neville's proposal,

"Mana is more precious to us, we don't have extra magic to protect ourselves!"

Looking back at Harry, whose back did not waver in the slightest, Neville blinked, as if greatly touched.

But for the two Slytherin boats, their determination was no match for Harry and Neville, and the two little witches, Millicent and Daphne, clearly cared deeply about their image, and they didn't want to walk out of the classroom with a bag on their heads, like Potter and the hapless ones on the shore.

At the end of the first round of Hirac's attack, she ordered the boys behind her to open the magic barrier to fend off the sharp water arrows.

This means that Theodore and Bress will be depleted at a double rate, and they will soon fall behind and will no longer be able to catch up with Potter and Longbottom.

Well, for the two ships of Slattering, there was only one way to continue to help Malfoy.

Across Potter and Longbottom's boat, Millicent and Daphne looked at each other and thought of this solution...

Bang!

In an instant, three oak ships driving side by side squeezed together, and in Harry's angry eyes, Millison Bird's fat chin trembled, and he sneered,

"We're not going to let you get out of the limelight, Potter!"

"What are these scumbags trying to do!!"

Ron roared at the first moment, and Hermione was silent and ugly, apparently having guessed why Millicent and Daphne had done this.

yes, it does send Porter out --

Amosta took a sip of bitter tea, her expression unmoving, but her heart was smiling.

"What the hell are you trying to do!"

Harry's face turned grim as he gritted his teeth as he struggled to control the rudder.

"Don't you even think about it, Potter." "There's only one winner in the end," said Blais, "and that's Slytherin!" ”

"Be careful, Harry, there's a trap ahead!"

Harry thought they just wanted to bring him down, but a reminder from Neville made it clear to him that Blaise had their true intentions - to ensure Malfoy's victory, they wanted to drag the only Gryffindor ship to their death!

Call!

What happened next was as expected, Millicent and Duff on the left and Duff on the right, clamping Harry and Neville's boats, and then, together, the three ships roared and smashed into a cloud of mist, and they all fell into the mire!

Crash!

The sudden slowdown to a standstill caused the six people on board to roll in a hurry, but fortunately, they all had psychological expectations, and none of them were thrown into the water.

Despair spread as the silence expanded, and looking at Harry and Neville, who were so desperate to bring glory to Gryffindor, Hermione sobbed directly in the midst of the devastated classmates.

Ron had his mouth half-open, and for a moment he saw that he had a little difficulty getting up, standing in the cabin in a daze, Harry couldn't take in the reality, and then at Hermione, who was beside him with tears in his eyes, and finally, raised his hand and patted Hermione awkwardly on the shoulder.

"Professor Blaine!"

The young wizards of Slytherin desperately suppressed their excitement, and Crabbe laughed silly,

"You can declare Draco victorious!"

"Not necessarily, Mr. Crabbe--"

Amosta held the teacup and smiled unmoved,

"Maybe no winner will say no... Oh, Longbottom? ”



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