HP: The Blood Prince of Hogwarts

Hagrid noticed something was wrong with the Bludger through the telescope. Ron wanted to use a spell to help Harry, but was stopped by Hermione.

"Don't make things worse. Trust that Harry can handle it. And—"

She looked at the empty space in the Slytherin seat and almost murmured, "Olga is here. She will definitely not let anything happen to Harry."

Olga did not intend to interfere in this matter. The Bludger could not take Harry's life. She just needed to ensure that the savior did not die.

Finally, after Harry barely avoided the crazy Bludger once again, Draco couldn't help but start mocking him.

"Are you doing ballet, Potter?"

George hit the ball hard at Draco. Draco was startled and just as he was about to dodge, he found that the Bludger turned towards Potter again.

He sneered, "Even the Bludgers can't stand you stupid lions."

But Draco didn't notice that the Golden Snitch had appeared next to his head, within reach.

Harry stared at the golden bauble, ignoring Draco's sarcasm, and took the opportunity to rush in Draco's direction.

Draco thought Harry was angry and embarrassed, so his expression became even more sarcastic, and he was almost hit by the crazy Bludger that followed Harry.

He quickly controlled the broom and turned around, only to see the little golden ball running around.

Draco quickly leaned over and chased after him. He was very fast, and even though he was behind, he caught up quickly. The two of them were almost walking side by side.

The Bludger continued to chase after them, causing exclamations as it passed through the audience.

Draco tried to push Harry down, but Harry surpassed him by half a body length. When turning a corner, the Bludger hit the railing, and the fallen pole hit the tail of Draco's broom, and both Draco and his broom flipped out.

Lucius and Snape looked at each other, and felt the word "shameful" from each other's eyes. They should not have come.

The moment Draco fell, Olga straightened up reflexively, wanting to help him land safely, but she clenched her fists to control herself. She shouldn't let her emotions be affected by these irrelevant people.

Cain, who was next to Olga, naturally noticed her actions and saw that she ultimately chose to ignore them.

The corners of his mouth curved slightly, but his deep purple eyes were surprisingly bright, as if a long-dormant beast had finally seen its prey gradually falling into its net.

Draco fell to the ground in a funny posture, and he felt like he was about to break.

Feelings of shame, regret, anger welled up in my heart, oh, and there was also a sharp pain in my tailbone.

But he didn't want to break his promise, and struggled to get on the broom.

But it was too late.

Harry caught the Snitch at the same time as he was hit in the arm by a Bludger.

The game was over and Gryffindor won.

Except for the Slytherin students, everyone in the audience burst into excited cheers.

Hermione, Ron and Hagrid rushed towards Harry and smashed the Bludger with a spell when it hit Harry again.

"Are you okay? Harry, that was too risky." Hermione disapproved of his behavior.

Harry just smiled and held up the Snitch to them.

Ron couldn't help but mutter, "He's really been brainwashed by Wood. He's determined to win the game."

"Harry, is your hand okay?" Hagrid looked at Harry worriedly.

"Well, I think it's broken."

Harry was still very optimistic and didn't complain at all after being injured.

"Wait, let me help you!"

Lockhart squeezed through the crowd and said confidently, "I can heal your arm right away."

"No, you don't have to--" Harry looked at Lockhart with some horror.

"Oh, poor child, he is so incoherent."

Lockhart took out his wand and lifted up Harry's sleeve: "Don't worry, it won't hurt at all."

"Arm Arm Repair."

Harry watched his arm grow limp until it looked like a flesh-colored rubber glove.

"You'll never feel any pain again, and your arm won't be broken again," Lockhart said humorously.

"Broken bones? He doesn't even have any bones left."

Hagrid was a little angry. He picked up Harry and walked towards the school infirmary.

Draco didn't even have the mood to laugh at Harry. He just wanted to find Olga, but he couldn't even stand up.

Fred and George didn't have time to pay attention to the farce here, and quickly controlled the broom to fly towards Olga.

The game is over, and logically she should go home.

Olga sat there in a daze without moving.

She saw Draco fall, Harry's arm broken by a crazy Bludger, Lockhart pulling out Harry's bones, and Fred and George flying towards her, their faces bruised to varying degrees by the balls.

For the first time, she felt a chill all over her body.

She couldn't bear to see them get hurt.

Is this heartache?

Are you sad?

A qualified crown prince should not have these useless emotions.

Olga straightened her back, took one last look at Fred and George, and disappeared from the spot, leaving only a shadow.

The twins kept rushing over, and Fred even tried to reach out for the girl's robe, but ended up grabbing nothing in vain.

Cain watched everything that had just happened with a half-smile on his face. Seeing the twins in such distraught states was really... gratifying.

He himself didn't expect that things would develop so smoothly.

Just a small trick made Olga break with everyone, which was a pleasant surprise. He had been planning to defeat them one by one.

"Congratulations to both of you for winning the game."

The Weasley brothers turned their heads and saw Cain smiling brightly.

"But so what? My sister doesn't see anyone at all now. I'm the only one who can get close to her."

Cain's smile turned evil, with a hint of disdain.

"This is the Slytherin seat. You two gentlemen may have come to the wrong place."

Seeing that the other little wizards began to notice the three of them, Cain's smile became as innocent as usual.

How could there be such a kind, cute and beautiful boy! This is the common feeling of most little witches.

Fred and George knew very well that Cain was deliberately provoking them. If he could get the two of them to get angry and attack him, he could then go to Olga and cry to her, pushing the two of them further away.

They didn't want to stay here any longer, so they turned around and tried to leave with their brooms, but were stopped by Cain's voice.

"Isn't it charming to see Olga sucking blood, Mr. Weasley?"

They looked back in disbelief. How could Cain know this? Unless -