HP Demon's Silence

Before the game started, news from Slytherin reached the Gryffindor stands.

"Hmph, what does Malfoy mean by saying that? It's not that we don't let them use rocket crossbows." Ron rolled his eyes at Hermione and said gloatingly, "Haha, let them have a few stinky money and they'll be fine." He was defiant all day long, I can swear that their big captain must have lost his temper, maybe he is smashing the table below! Malfoy dares to say big things here, what--'We are as powerful without money'" Ron imitated strangely Then, he poohed disapprovingly: "Go to hell, if there is no money, what are they left with?"

Hermione has long been accustomed to his vicious words against Slytherin, and did not make any comments. She frowned and said worriedly: "Oh, that's too bad! Harry will be retaliated, God, please bless him Knocked off a broom..."

Neville also said: "If Harry can't catch the Snitch, we will lose. Slytherin's ability to score goals is obvious to all. They scored a full nineteen last time! Of course there are two free throws, but they are amazing enough, Merlin I don't know how they did it! But I still hope Harry doesn't get hurt because of it, oh, it's too painful to live in the school hospital..."

"That's so strange, Slytherin's methods have always been despicable." Ron said unconvinced, "Their Seekers are not good at all, knowing that they can't catch the Golden Snitch, they just stare at the opponent's Seekers." , stalking and harassing the other party, delaying time, others, wishing to knock everyone off the broom, with that kind of vigor, who dares to provoke them? So there are more goals."

Hermione finally couldn't help but glared at him angrily.

Ron was inexplicable: "What? I said what Harry told me!"

"Yes, the game is important, and we all want Gryffindor to win! But the point now is that Harry is in danger, you understand? Oh—look, Slytherin came out, and their faces were so bad Like the black lake behind the castle!"

Of course Ron noticed it. In fact, he was admiring it with relish. After all, such a scene is rarely seen, and all Slytherins are masters of pretending.

"Harry wouldn't be better off without this incident. Which one wasn't like this?" Ron felt that Hermione was too mother-in-law, and he never expected Slytherin to be kind to Harry. "Oh, Hermione, don't wrinkle your brows. Buckbeak's trial has made you very tired. You should take this opportunity to relax and relax instead of worrying about this and that all day long."

Lee Jordan, as always, played the role of commentator, and he has always favored Gryffindors, so there is no doubt that the heavy expressions of the Slytherin players have received some verbal teasing.

"Now it's Slytherin entering the arena, and the pursuer, Inarthan Seprox, is holding the only remaining rocket crossbow! How incredible that it is not the seeker, but the pursuer who owns the world The coolest broom—speaking of the rocket crossbow,” commented Lee Jordan enthusiastically, “the Irish International Quidditch team ordered seven of them, so it was in the sports pages of various newspapers for a while, who would have thought How can a little-known Hogwarts team spend as much money as a national team?"

A wild booing from the Slytherin stands drowned out the rest of his sentence.

Professor McGonagall coughed loudly, Lee Jordan finally brought the topic back, and said hypocritically: "In short, it is a pity that considering the fairness of the game, the committee had to make this heart-wrenching decision-we are destined to have no eyes. Yuan saw the other six rocket crossbows flying in the air..."

This time the Slytherins hissed in unison, and Ron saw that they all raised their middle fingers, looking as if they wanted to pull out their wands and give Lee Jordan an Avada Kedavra immediately.

Mrs. Huo Qi did not give the commentator any more time to spread hatred, and said decisively: "Captains, shake hands!"

Flint and Wood walked towards each other and held each other's hands vigorously. Both of them were tall and tall, with a serious face and a gloomy face, with a strong aura, as if they wanted to take this opportunity to break each other's fingers.

"Ninety points behind! Do you think you can overtake us with just one Potter? What a joke!" Marcus squeezed the words through his teeth.

Not to be outdone, Wood said, "Thank you for your concern, then, let's wait and see."

"Get on the broom!" said Mrs. Hooch. "Three! Two! One!"

Fourteen brooms soared into the air, and the scarlet and dark green staggered and scattered in an instant. Mrs. Hooch's whistle was drowned in the roar of the crowd.Ron pulled Hermione to his feet and started pumping his fists and shouting.

Slytherin stands.

Taking advantage of the fact that the game had just started and the situation was not so intense, Blaise took the time to give Ovelia a tutorial:

"Our current Seeker... heck, to put it mildly, he's really not the stuff, but there was nothing better in the draft, and Flint had to make him fill up the numbers, so we're scoring by pitching. Quaffle. Merlin's sock, I can't remember how long it's been since a Slytherin caught a Snitch, that little thing's worth 150 points!"

Ovelia nodded frequently.

Draco felt that it was necessary to justify Slytherin's name: "You are too exaggerated, Blaise, last year in the game against Ravenclaw, Ball (Slytherin Seeker) caught it once, that's amazing. We beat Ravenclaw, don't you forget?"

"...Okay, but that kind of pie in the sky doesn't happen very often." Blaise curled his lips indifferently, obviously having no confidence in Ball's technology.

"I get it," Ovelia said. "This way, Sipe is the main scorer, so the rocket crossbow goes to him."

Bryce nodded with a teachable expression, stretched his waist, stood up, stretched his neck to look, and found Pansy's pretty figure from a crowd of jumping and jumping people not far away, "I Let's go there!" He said as he walked away impatiently.

After the game started, most of the people were not in the same place, only Olivia and Draco were left here, two guys with a lot of real age, still sitting like a mountain.

In fact, Olivia likes to join in the fun. She doesn't have the mentality of an old man like Draco. The reason why she doesn't move is because she has something to say to him.

"Pansy told me that Harry Potter was exceptionally recruited to the Wadditch team in the first grade. You also applied, but Professor Snape didn't allow it—she's still aggrieved." Oville Ya supported his head, blinking his eyes and said.

Draco raised his eyebrows: "Well, Pansy really told you everything...so what do you want to say?"

"You didn't participate in the selection after that..." Ovelia stared at him for a while, then suddenly drooped her head and sighed deeply. "I always thought I'd be able to see how you played. I only found out two days ago that you didn't join the school team at all. I'm so disappointed."

Draco was taken aback, his heart became warm, he pursed his lips and smiled, and explained in a low voice: "In the first grade, I knew that the godfather would definitely not allow me to join, in order to show off in front of Alexandra , I just went to apply. Ovelia, you know that I was not in the mood to play these things before, I dreamed of revenge, and I couldn’t breathe every day.”

Olivia noticed his words, raised her head and said, "Before? Then what about in the future? Are you in a mood now? Hmm~ I think you're in a good mood!"

"Oh, Ovelia, with you smiling all day long, how dare I put myself in a bad mood?" Draco replied glibly, raising his chin: "Since you want to watch my game so much, Of course no problem, I'll go find Marcus tonight, I think they'll welcome me with drums and drums."

Ovelia laughed amused by his smug look, "Really? I thought, at least Cyprox would make a strong protest. He is so powerful, his words should carry weight."

Seeing her smiling happily, Draco was naive to the end, raised his head, and said, "Then he made a wrong calculation, because I'm stronger than him!"

Ovelia seemed to think about it before she nodded seriously: "Well, I actually think so too."

"..." Draco twitched the corners of his mouth: "Girl, didn't you claim that you never lied? Why did I hear something inconsistent with your tone?"

"Oh, I was discovered by you, so I don't have the talent to lie... But, I'm not lying, I'm just kidding you!" Ovelia said briskly, stood up, and handed To him: "Let's go cheer for them too!"

Draco grabbed her hand, but pulled her back and made her sit down again.

"Draco?"

"Don't join in the fun, Cyprox has plenty of girls to cheer him up, just sit here with me for a while, okay?"

Ovelia smiled slightly: "Okay."

Draco turned his eyes to the arena, and his gray-blue eyes revealed a hint of confusion. A long time ago, that place was the place in Hogwarts that he yearned for and feared the most, the happiest and the saddest.Even after so many years, he still remembers the unwillingness and anger he felt when he was played around by Potter, passing the Golden Snitch again and again, and missing the trophy.

He always felt that it was his own fault that caused Slytherin to lose his honor, and he felt extremely remorseful and guilty, but he was so concerned about face, he would only continue to use the face of a little bastard to disguise himself, and vent his anger on the head named Slytherin. Buckbeak, on the hippogriff, kept writing letters urging his father to force the Commission to execute him, and then smugly watched Potter and Weasley scurrying around in a hurry.

In this life, many things have changed, and many things still follow the historical track. For example, Buckbeak's trial, even if he didn't intervene, there are some Slytherins who can't understand Hagrid and want to drive him away. .

What about Quidditch?This time, can they...

"Ovelia, do you think fate can be changed?" Draco asked.

"Of course! Your destiny has changed a long time ago!" Ovelia said, "As long as you are willing to work hard for it, there is nothing that cannot be changed. The question is, have you worked hard for it?"

Draco laughed, and he also found his question a bit silly, yeah, the question is, have you worked hard for it?If not, how can you blame fate!

……

Alexandra and Vitila stood in the most unobtrusive corner of the entire stand. She looked coldly in the direction of Draco and Ovelia, and said nothing for a long time. Suddenly, He asked, "VEE, have you seen him like that?"

Wei Tila also looked at it for a long time, and quickly replied: "No, Your Royal Highness."

When the platinum boy laughed heartily, his whole body lit up, making him look like two different people from the usually indifferent, weird, arrogant and arrogant Master Malfoy.When he raised his chin, the pride was still there, but the gray-blue eyes were no longer as gloomy as before.

Alexandra suddenly pinched the hem of her clothes, her knuckles turned slightly white.

"I didn't want to believe it!" she murmured, her pretty face distorted: "Now the truth is in front of me. Huh, Draco, I've been waiting for you to apologize to me, but you, how dare you betray me?" Me, and turning me into a joke again and again..."

Vitila stood calmly, silent and unaffected.The education she received since she was a child has long forced her to accept a point of view, that is, feelings are illusory, and the most untrustworthy thing in the world is a man, so these two things can be used, but they must not be relied on.

And from an objective point of view, Vitila feels that Alexandra doesn't like Draco much, she just can't stand being deceived and betrayed, like all superiors, the person she loves the most is always herself .

"What are you going to do? Do you need my help?" asked Vitila, her only concern.

But Alexandra didn't answer.She just turned around blankly, walked towards the direction of leaving the arena, and said: "Let's go! There is nothing to see, Slytherin is destined to lose. The reason why the winning streak has been maintained for seven years is because at this moment To be broken, this is fate, doomed from the beginning!"

Yes, her arrival has changed a lot, but as long as she doesn't intervene, the result of things will definitely return to the original appearance of history, which is the conclusion she has reached after many experiments.Without her, there is no room for Slytherin to stand up!

After Alexandra left, the match went on for several hours. Under Poll's entanglement, Harry passed the Golden Snitch several times. The situation fell into a stalemate, which lasted until the afternoon.The lion with full aura and the angry silver snake refused to give in to each other. Violence and fouls appeared from time to time, which caused several substitute players to be replaced.

The British afternoon sun always makes people drowsy, but no one is thinking about it now. Suddenly, everyone stood up, and there was a burst of hysterical screaming in the stadium!In Lee Jordan's unprofessional commentary mixed with various interjections and roars, the atmosphere was pushed to the climax——

Everyone saw that Harry Potter was riding his cool rocket crossbow, just like a rocket invented by Muggles, the speed was as fast as a gust of wind, and his figure turned into a scarlet light, chasing after a dazzling behind the golden ball!

Ball, the Slytherin Seeker, tried his best, but was still far away from Harry and stopped helplessly.

The score displayed on the scoreboard was 150:100, with Slytherin leading by 50 points.

Lightning Boy catches the Snitch.

The Gryffindor stands exploded.The scarlet waves rushed off the stage quickly, rushing towards their hero who landed safely, surrounded him in the middle, tossed high and caught him, laughter and roars mixed together, echoing under the sky of the huge playing field, buzzing.

Slytherin lost.

250:150, added to the original total score, it is 530:520, not only this game, but the entire Quidditch Cup, Slytherin lost, seven consecutive years of legend, today, here At this moment, it came to an abrupt end.

Winners and losers, all the rumors before the game became a joke, and the stands belonging to the Silver Snake fell into a dead silence.At the front, Professor Snape, the head of Slytherin wearing a dark green chest, slowly stood up. His face was not pretty, but his demeanor was not lost, and his attitude was calm and strict.

Turning around, Snape looked around and saw the unbearable sadness and sadness on everyone's faces.

What a group of proud children!But who's to say they didn't love Slytherin?

He sighed inaudibly, and said in a deep voice, "Bartholomew, Kedolis, organize a team!"

"—Let's go home."

The author has something to say: 1. I forgot what Li Qiaodan came from, but what impressed me deeply is that he is particularly partial to Gryffindor... His commentary is very subjective. Say a few curse words and attack Slytherin.

2. In the original book, Hermione's dislike of Slytherin and Draco is comparable to that of Ron Harry. I remember that Hermione slapped Draco because of Hagrid or Buckbeak... But Bender Laco hadn't provoked them much, he was busy, so apart from Ron, Harry and Hermione didn't have the extreme antipathy toward him like in the original book.

3. The original book mentioned that Slytherin narrowly won against Ravenclaw, and the total score before the final with Gryffindor had already led by 200 points. I don't understand how it came about. I don't have time to study it carefully. I changed it on my own initiative. A little less, 90 ahead.

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