Sellers looked at the professorship, and all the professors, including Dumbledore, looked at it with trepidation, but interestingly, none of them moved.

Now, I'm afraid anyone can tell that something is wrong with the Bludger, but the professors are as unmoved as dumb as melons.

"Aren't they going to do something?" Sellers couldn't help but ask.

Ron's face was not very good, but he explained: "Of course they can't, you know, in a formal Quidditch match, there are always things that are unusual, and if you interfere in everything, the game won't go." In my opinion, unless someone's life is in danger, no one will intervene. ”

"But what about Harry? No one offered to check the Bludger? ”

"Of course not, what if Bludger is okay? Then they will be disqualified! Before the game began, Wood told Harry 'catch the Snitch or die in the ring'. Ron's face turned pale, "We've got to figure it out!" ”

"I can't find who is casting the spell!" Hermione said anxiously.

Sellers knew who was doing it, but he wasn't going to do anything.

Eyes stayed on the other seat of the playground, as the big patron of the Slytherin team, Lucius Malfoy naturally came to the scene, on the one hand, to watch his son's game, and on the other hand, to see if the diary left by the Dark Lord really had a way to open the secret room.

The question is, will Lucius Malfoy do the same thing as in the original book this time?

Did Riddle secretly contact Lucius when he was controlling Ginny? Did he find the right time to get Dumbledore out?

Sellers immediately realized that the plan he had in mind might not be so easy to achieve.

At this time, Lucius Malfoy was watching Draco's game with all his heart, and although he was usually very strict with Draco and unapologetic, in fact, he loved his children no less than the Weasleys.

It's just that he has to be Malfoy first!

"It must, first Malfoy!" Cyrus silently pronounced this sentence, already having a plan in his heart.

But whether or not Riddle contacted Lucius, at least for now, he was going to do so. With the surname Malfoy, he did not dare to have any problem with his orders.

Not now, of course.

"Oh——!!!"

Suddenly, he was awakened by loud and enthusiastic cheers.

He saw the Gryffindors jump up from their seats one by one, and without hesitation, Hermione and Ron pulled him into the crowd and jumped down the playground. There were so many people like them who flocked to the game, especially when Harry won the game in an almost tragic manner!

He became the hero of all Gryffindor.

All Sellers saw was him lying to the ground, as if he was about to pass out. Worst of all, his arm was almost twisted.

"Is he alright?"

"It's hard to say, that crazy Bludger hit his right hand, I think it was probably broken by that time, and then he crashed straight into Malfoy, scaring Malfoy into the air." Ron hurriedly said, "Later, he caught the Golden Snitch first, but his arm hurt even more. ”

The three of them gathered around Harry.

At this time, a bright and cheerful voice came from outside the crowd.

"Let me see him!" Lockhart pushed the crowd in, and with his characteristic smile, said confidently, "Broken hand?" Leave it to me, I've seen this happen hundreds of times! ”

Hermione hurriedly made way for him.

But Harry didn't trust him that much, no, even fear.

As soon as he heard Lockhart's voice, he was awakened from his coma and weakly refused: "Oh, don't, don't want you. ”

The voice was both resistant and fearful.

"I don't know what he's talking about." Lockhart said aloud to the Gryffindor students who were anxiously gathered around, "Don't worry, Harry. I'm going to heal your arm. ”

"No!" Harry said, "Just make it this way, thank you......"

At this time, war correspondent Colin also came in and took a kick in and once again filmed Harry with his camera.

Therefore, this kid is really not wronged when he is petrified......

"Lie down, Harry," Lockhart comforted him, "a simple spell that I've used countless times. ”

"Why can't I just go to the school hospital?" Harry gritted his teeth as he looked at Cyrus, "Even if it's for Ginny to ......"

He remembered that Ginny had easily broken Ron's curse, and that she was much more reliable than Lockhart by comparison.

In fact, of course, Cyrus could have cured Harry easily, but if he didn't let Lockhart, the "Holy Hand of Medicine", show his strength, how could he petrify Colin who was going to visit Harry in the hospital?

"He really should go to the hospital." Covered in mud, Wood said that despite his injury to the Seeker, he couldn't contain a smile on his face, "You were amazing, Harry, it's amazing, I've never seen you do it so beautifully." ”

Harry saw through the many legs around him as brothers Fred and George Weasley were desperately trying to press the out-of-control Bludger into the box. Bludger still struggled ferociously.

"Stand back." Lockhart said, rolling up his emerald green sleeves.

"Don't—don't—" Harry said weakly, but Lockhart was already spinning his wand. A second later, he aimed his wand at Harry's arm.

A strange, very uncomfortable sensation ran like lightning from Harry's shoulders to the tips of his fingers. It was as if his arm was being emptied. He didn't dare to look at what was going on, closed his eyes, and tilted his face to the side. But as the crowd gasped and Colin Creevey went on a photo frenzy again, he found that his worst fears had come true: his arm didn't hurt anymore — but it didn't feel like one at all.

"Ha," Lockhart said in a panic, "yes, yes, it happens sometimes. But the point is, he doesn't hurt anymore. This is something to keep in mind. Alright, Harry, let's wander to the hospital—ah, Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger, can you accompany him? - Madam Pomfrey could—oh—give you another fix. ”

Harry stood up, feeling his body tilt strangely to the side. He took a deep breath and looked down at his right side of his body. The sight in front of him made him almost faint again.

Sticking out of his sleeve looked like a thick, flesh-colored rubber glove. He tried to move his fingers, but nothing happened.

Lockhart didn't pick up Harry's bones. He took all the bones off.

Lockhart: You just say it doesn't hurt or not, right?