[HP] Walk in Thorns and Flowers

In two weeks' time was the Quidditch final - Gryffindor vs. Slytherin.The whole school was excited about it, and the final exam a month later was almost completely forgotten by all the students.

However, the Easter holiday a week before the game made this group of little wizards restrained a little.Everyone is not easy, there are a lot more people in the library than before.The third graders had never had so much homework before, and Kristo finished it with ease, but this was not a common situation.Neville was on the verge of crying for his Potions class homework, and Harry had to write the finger that was bitten off by a snail in order to cope with the divination class prophecy.The worst one seems to be Hermione, even though she gave up divination, she has more homework than anyone else!

Her thick and fluffy hair fell out one after another, and Christo really worried that one day she would be bald on the top of her head.

After the holiday, everyone took a breath, and who cares whether the assignment will be rated as a troll by the professors?

Gryffindor trailed Slytherin by a full two hundred points in total.But the entire Gryffindor House was convinced they would win.This is the strongest smell of gunpowder before the game in recent decades!The ghosts who wander in the corridors have the most say. They have witnessed too many conflicts between the two houses.

A Gryffindor fourth-year student and a Slytherin sixth-year student got into an argument over winning and losing, and both were sent to the school hospital with leeks coming out of their ears.

Life was even more difficult for the Gryffindors, and Slytherin seemed to be trying to send them all to the infirmary before the game.The Weasley brothers were roaring angrily in the common room, and Angelina had tripped over a disgraceful scum today, thankfully only a few bruises on her knees!

"Kerry! Give laxatives to everyone in their academy! The worst kind! Make them all go to the toilet! Never come out!"

Of course, it was impossible for Christophe to agree to the irrational Weasley brothers. Of course, she still took down the culprit with a vengeance. Angelina was not only her senior, but also her favorite team member.

To Kristall's surprise, Draco didn't even show a shadow during this massive ongoing fight.Even in the evening class of Potions, Christo rarely saw him.Christo wondered a little darkly, did Draco prepare some big conspiracy.

She tentatively asked Ron, who was the easiest to leak.

"Him? Maybe they know they're about to lose! Hide in some corner and cry!" He rubbed his flaming hair and flipped through the book in his hand, "Damn Malfoy!" There are large and thick volumes stacked on top of each other—"Psychological Handbook of Hippogriffs", "Poultry or Monsters", "Studies on the Barbarism of Hippogriffs"...

Christophe frowned: "Is he still tormenting Hagrid about that incident last time?"

"No!" Ron growled irritably, "Hagrid lost the lawsuit! Buckbeak is going to be executed! We won't let him succeed!"

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the game.As the Gryffindor team entered the Great Hall, there was a round of applause, and the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs applauded them too.Christo looked at the long table in Slytherin, it was really deserted there, Draco was eating breakfast leisurely, he looked paler than when Christo last saw him three days ago a lot.

Wood has been urging the players to eat more.Harry had to carry his back several times and share his plate of food with Ron.As the players left, Qiu Zhang of Ravenclaw came over.

"Good luck, Harry!"

Harry's face turned red all of a sudden, and the people around couldn't help but start booing.

The lively anger continued until the start of the game.Amid the warm cheers from the audience, the captains of the two teams shook each other's hands vigorously.

"Get on the broom!" said Mrs Hooch.

Fourteen brooms immediately soared into the air.

Christophe's eyes followed Angelina's as they flew around, and the Quaffle was in her hands for two-thirds of the time.

Although the task of the ball seekers is very important, except for the last moment of the game, most of the time they are flying in the air aimlessly.So under Angelina's wonderful performance, Christo didn't look at Harry and Draco in a daze.

"Very good! Angelina turns beautifully beside Montague-oh, that big guy, clumsy! Downstroke-Angelina's shot again! Bludger-goes in! Twenty more Zero, Angelina is in pretty good shape today!"

Angelina flew around the court to the other end, pumping her fists with fervor.

"Scum! Punish him!"

Angelina was nearly knocked off the ground by a big, solid guy in Slytherin, and the whole room screamed angrily.Christo carefully memorized that person's face, and when the game is over, she will not let him go!

The Weasley brothers were on the field at the moment, already irritated, Fred hit the man on the head with his bat, and the other Slytherin players flew towards this side with their brooms, and the scene was chaotic.

Chris looked at it for a long time before realizing that someone was missing.Her eyes searched the field, and finally spotted Draco flying around on the empty half with his broom.

He seemed completely indifferent to what was going on here.His hair was combed very neatly, and he was obedient to the wind.Through the binoculars, Christo could see his slightly frowning brows, light gray eyes, and tight lips. She seemed to have never seen such a focused Draco.

The wind blew his plain robes, the clear sky behind him was so quiet, the hustle and bustle below were almost two parallel worlds.Christo suddenly felt his heart tighten, as if he was really serious.

He seemed much quieter since Gryffindor's last match with Ravenclaw.He didn't even notice Hogsmeade Week, and rarely provoked Harry and Hermione, and asked for leave for evening classes several times... Christo felt that she was going to guess the truth.Draco has been preparing for this competition ever since.

The quarrel was finally resolved.Mrs. Hooch awarded penalty points to both teams.She blew the whistle and the game started again.

Christo's mood at the moment is very complicated.She didn't want Gryffindor to lose the match.However, she also didn't want to see Draco, who was so serious for the first time, suffer failure.The doting of the Malfoys on him made him proud and self-willed, and the status of the family made him never realize that some things required hard work rather than luck.

After such a difficult time, Christo couldn't imagine what would happen if she failed.

The competition on the field was getting more and more intense, and the Gryffindor team wanted to stretch the point advantage. They had to score at least fifty points more than Slytherin to ensure that they won the game when Harry caught the Snitch.The Slytherin team tried their best. As long as these players were killed, their previous lead of [-] points would help them win the game easily.

"You dirty, deceitful—"

"Jordan! If you can't comment fairly—"

"I am impartial! Professor! They scumbags!"

Christo could only feel the boos and shouts around her disturbing her.

Suddenly, Draco seemed to see his target in mid-air.There was a twist in his regular flight.Kristall glanced around him quickly, she didn't see the Snitch, but Draco was already moving.

He carefully avoided Katie, whose head was being tried by Slytherin's suitor, Montagu.He flew over the other player and George, who were constantly waving the bat in an attempt to knock each other off the broom... Krystal finally deduced the position from his actions, and approached in the Slytherin half. At the edge of the field on the center line, there is a small golden glitter.

Christo clutched the binoculars in her hand, she felt like her heart was about to pop out, two emotions pinched her.Suddenly, another figure appeared in the field of vision of the telescope, and he followed Malfoy - it was Harry.

Draco was too anxious, his movements were too obvious, not only Christophe, but also Harry noticed.Although he was far ahead at the moment, the advantage that the Firebolt gave Harry was fully displayed at this moment.

Soon, the distance between them shortened.Draco steered the broom in a zigzag, trying to keep Harry behind him.

But Harry didn't care at all. He let go of both hands and threw himself forward. He caught the Snitch and held it high.

"230 to [-]! Gryffindor has won the championship!" Lee Jordan yelled into the microphone, and the audience cheered.The Gryffindors rushed at Harry, pulled him up, and threw him into the sky.The people in the stands, draped in scarlet banners, flooded from the stands onto the field, throwing garlands of flowers at their heroes.

Christo stood motionless in the stands alone. She was very excited after winning, but she couldn't cheer.Harry was surrounded by three floors and three floors of people, and Hermione and Ron were trying to get closer to him.At this time, Dumbledore appeared in the stands, holding a huge Quidditch trophy in his hand.Harry walked over step by step.

But Draco, he was pushed aside by the crowd of chrysalis.He bowed his head, and his dark green team robe stood out against a cloud of scarlet.Professor Snape had already left, and his teammates were about to disperse cursing.

Christo couldn't help taking a step in that direction, and saw Pansy running to him like crazy, Goyle and Crabbe following her.Zabini was the most indifferent, he walked slowly to Draco, and silently patted Draco on the shoulder.

Christo stopped.I silently hoped in my heart that he could regain his confidence.

The author has something to say: It turns out that there have been a hundred chapters without knowing it...