The Bard at Hogwarts

As Wood finished speaking.

A smaller boy squeezed out of the Slytherin team.

Platinum-blonde hair, a faint smile on his pale cheeks.

Draco had been silent all this time, waiting for this moment, to appear under the spotlight.

He first glanced at the crowd on the opposite side, and then locked on two targets, Scarhead and his poor follower.

As for Hermione on the side, Draco chose to ignore it. After all, he had heard some rumors that the Gryffindor witch was close to Ino.

"I am the new Slytherin Seeker."

Although Draco spoke in a flat tone, the smugness in his eyes could not be hidden.

At the same time, Flint also took over the conversation.

"This is our new Seeker, Mr. Draco Malfoy. We also received a gift from the generous Mr. Lucius Malfoy to the Slytherin team, the latest model, which was just released last month."

As he spoke, Flint also showed the flying broom covered by his robe, and then reached out to gently brush off the non-existent dust on the top of the broom.

His action seemed to be a signal, and other Quidditch players also showed their flying brooms.

"The latest model of the Nimbus series, Nimbus 2001! As for some people who are still holding the Sweep or Comet series, I advise them not to waste time as soon as possible. Instead of spending time training here, they might as well think about how to face the disappointed eyes in the academy."

Flint attacked Wood's weak spot. Because he knew very well that unlike other people playing Quidditch, Wood was determined to join the professional team.

And the glory of the College Cup is often an important indicator for the assessment of professional Quidditch teams.

After Flint finished speaking, the training ground was silent for a while.

Draco's face became happier and happier. He liked to see such scenes and the Gryffindors' frowning faces.

"At least we still have the Nimbus 2000."

Hermione on the side suddenly spoke up, breaking the silence, and then said:

"Even if its performance is a little worse, it won't be too much worse. I've read "The Origin of Quidditch". Since the 11th century AD, for thousands of years, people have always competed in flying skills and teamwork, not the performance of brooms."

Perhaps this is the reason why bystanders see more clearly, unlike the Gryffindor players who are limited to the parameters of brooms.

Hermione's analysis and dialectics from a macro level are like a shot of adrenaline, which has given the little lions present new vitality.

But this action annoyed Draco, and when he got angry, he started to curse without caring:

"You... you buck-toothed rabbit, what's your business? Is this the place for you? If you have time, why don't you go and fix your two big buck teeth?"

Draco wanted to call him a mudblood, but fortunately he still had the last bit of rationality. The moment the word came out, he changed the direction of the attack and chose to focus on Hermione's most prominent front teeth.

"Oh! Merlin, I just realized! You seem to have fixed it, but why don't you fix it more thoroughly. By the way, comb your messy hair and don't run around like a poodle all day. At least it can be more decent, so that you can be worthy of being friends with Ino."

Draco became more and more addicted as he talked, and accidentally said the most real thoughts in his heart.

On the other hand, Hermione's red eyes were already filled with tears after a series of attacks. She just stood there blankly, as if petrified.

After seeing Hermione crying, the Gryffindors were surprisingly united and drew their wands.

Similarly, under the leadership of Flint, the Slytherins also threw down their brooms and drew their wands.

A fight seemed inevitable.

At this moment, the sky was filled with fine snowflakes. Although the area was not large, it also covered the entire Quidditch training ground.

"Draco, since you know Hermione is my friend, why do you still abuse her unreasonably."

Ino's voice was a little cold. He wanted to join in the fun, but he encountered this bad thing as soon as he came to the Quidditch field.

To some extent, Hermione and Draco were both his friends, but it was precisely because of this that there was nothing worse than this.

Hearing Draco's verbal attack on Hermione, he saw the two sides taking out their wands and preparing for a fight.

In the face of this situation, if there is no deterrent, it is really impossible to calm these senior wizards.

For this reason, Ino not only used ice and snow magic to be on the safe side, but also released the 40-foot-long Amazon anaconda in the shelter.

The python as thick as a bucket crawled at his feet, moving its body slowly and smoothly, and its pair of ice-blue eyes without pupils occasionally glanced at the little wizards on both sides.

This also made everyone retreat wherever Ino passed, allowing him to easily walk into the crowd's encirclement.

"Apologize, Draco! You shouldn't criticize and abuse a girl like this, not to mention that she didn't provoke you at all."

Ino said calmly.

As he stopped, the huge ice and snow anaconda slowly raised its head. Unlike the crawling just now, the frost anaconda with a body coiled up and a height of more than four meters standing upright suddenly increased its deterrent power.

Being stared at by the giant snake, Draco was filled with regret. He clearly knew that this witch was related to Ino, but he couldn't stop cursing.

This was the first time he saw Ino in a serious state. Although he was a little scared, he still looked at Hermione tremblingly.

"Sorry... I'm sorry! I was wrong. I shouldn't have made fun of you. I'm sorry!"

Seeing that Draco had apologized, Ino turned and walked towards Hermione.

Looking at the brown ball with tears in his eyes, he slowly stretched out his hand and gently tidied the hair on Hermione's forehead.

"He also apologized. Don't be sad. If someone bullies you again in the future, come and tell me."

While speaking, Ino looked up and looked around. Whether it was Slytherin or Gryffindor, their eyes subconsciously dodged.

...

Snowflakes were floating in the sky, and a frost anaconda over forty feet long was coiled on the ground.

This brawl was destined to end, and just when everyone thought it was going to end, another indifferent voice came from the side.

"Potter! Gryffindor will be deducted 10 points for trying to provoke conflicts between the colleges!"

A familiar voice sounded, and Harry closed his eyes helplessly, because he wanted to cry more than Hermione now. He didn't say a word from beginning to end, not a word!

Snape walked into the crowd and looked at them expressionlessly, "You guys? Do you want to be locked up if you stay here?"

Hearing this, everyone stopped and turned to walk towards the gate of the training ground.

After seeing Snape, Ino decisively lifted the magic, and the anaconda was also sent back to the shelter by him.

However, just when he was about to leave with Hermione, Snape was already in front of him.

"Come with me to the office!" Snape said in an unchanged tone.

But unlike the emptiness in his eyes just now, there was a hint of inexplicable brilliance in Snape's eyes at this moment.

"Okay, professor!" Ino smiled and nodded.

He turned around and patted Hermione's shoulder, gave her a reassuring look, and made a gesture of writing a note.

Then he stood there, quietly watching Hermione's back gradually going away.

On the other side, Snape also remained silent for the first time.

After a moment, when Hermione walked away.

Snape turned around, swung his black robe, and walked towards the castle without saying a word.

Seeing this, Ino followed closely behind.

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