Harry Potter: The Dragon That Sleeps

From the visual perspective, the roaming ball accelerates toward this side with a shape that must be killed today.

In fact, if it really hits a positive outcome, the consequences may be that serious.

Claire was equally nervous. She grabbed Jody's sleeve tightly and let the boy hide most of her body behind her.

Jody looked calm and calm, but simply stretched out a hand to block it.

'Bang!'

The extremely crisp sound was accompanied by the rippling magic pattern. The wandering ball, which was infused with too much magic, hit the protective magic circle in the Quidditch field, and was spread out easily by the magic circle.

Not unexpected.

Su Nuo, who was a little nervous, relaxed. She was disappointed again when she thought she could play the role of a servant.

"...Did you know it wouldn't hit anyone long ago??" Claire jumped excitedly, shouting and venting the excitement brought by the ball, like other classmates around him.

Jody didn't agree.

Even if this protective array does not exist, and if it has its own patron saint on the side, even the most vicious curse, Jodi, has the confidence to interfere. On the other side of the court, Lucius, who was on the staff seat, seemed not to think so.

The chaos caused by the roaming ball is not enough, and if the game cannot be stopped, there is no way to promote it.

But if that flying ball kept chasing Harry Potter...

Lucius narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Harry with even more gloomy eyes. The rumored salvation was mainly due to serious injuries, which seemed to be a good hot topic of public opinion.

"Sorry! Mr. Flivie, you can't go over." Auror blocked the entrance of the court, blocking the professor who rushed over when he noticed the problem.

On the referee's seat, Mrs. Pins was equally nervous.

But in fact, Lucius was also surprised. He just asked Dobi to make trouble. After all, if he had no master's approval, the house elf would not be able to use such powerful magic.

It seems that my judgment is correct, this Dubi is a rare defective product.

Lucius seemed even more angry. Even that Jody Joyce had a house elf serving him, but he could only endure such a defective product.

The game entered a white-hot stage, and Slytherin was eager to end the game with the advantage.

Gryffindor tried hard to get the score back, but the captain's injury caused a big blow to them.

So much so that they don't have much power to help Harry.

However, what is unexpected is that Harry Potter was not easily hit by the roaming ball. He showed superb flying skills that were very eye-catching.

Ogri saw it and thought to himself: I taught this well.

Fred passed by Harry and reached out to block the roaming ball with a stick. Unexpectedly, not only did he fail to achieve the blocking effect, but his stick was shocked to the point of being shaken off.

"Harry! Take that damn ball to Malfoy, don't make it too easy for him!"

Troubles can always come up with ideas that match titles.

Lucius, who had been watching the excitement, finally lost his indifference on his face.

He began to feel nervous, nervous in the sky, chasing each other and rushing.

If you have no mistake in the estimate, the two flying sweeps have been fucked to the limit and rushed to the maximum speed.

The explosive power of the light wheel 2001 is more sufficient, which allows Draco to make more smooth steering and perform some special movements.

The one being chased is always taking the initiative, and Draco throws Harry away several times. Fortunately, the latter has enough skills and will always chase him again.

I don’t know if it’s my natural preference for chasing, but I don’t know when the most special golden thief in Quidditch joined this chasing.

Brown roaming balls, green Slytherin, red Gryffindor and golden snitches tangled in the rain.

A large part of the audience has been completely attracted by the pursuit here.

"Draco! Snitch! Catch the thief!" Slytherin's captain shouted loudly, and the thief was almost flying next to Draco's ears.

But at this moment, a Gryffindor's ghost flying ball scored a score less than ten.

"Harry! Don't worry about that damn roaming ball, go catch the golden thief, just catch us and you'll turn the tables!"

At this time, Draco is no longer the cowardly and timid family in the Book of Prophecy. At least he has experienced Jody's assault training.

He quickly responded, and with a glance, he locked in the golden flying thief beside him.

It seems like a flying thief who can catch it with just reaching out.

He naturally stretched out his hand? At the same time, the hand holding the handle of the flying broom held the broom and quickly changed directions.

The thief was forced to flee to the same side by him.

And if that Potter catches up without knowing how to do it? The relative positions of the two people do not allow such an exaggerated turn, he will lose control.

And if he chooses to circle and chase him.

By then, the golden thief will be a prisoner in his palm.

Draco was not wrong.

But there is a premise in his imagination, that Potter is the Port he imagined.

Throw away the Golden Snitch or throw yourself into extreme dangers? Which one would Harry choose?

The answer is that Harry jumped up from his own broomstick and used the movements of the limb to barely deviate from the direction and then borrowed inertia to shoot himself at Draco.

Draco was about to encounter a golden thief at that time? Yes, it was only a little bit away.

But Harry flew over? He flew over with the damn roaming ball.

Harry's light wheel 2000 quickly stalled after being exhausted by magic, and after flying a little distance, the heavier upper part tilted, and then fell downward.

The flying ball brought an extremely dangerous alarm that triggered the conditioned reflex that Draco honed to cope with Jody's teachings.

Just that last bit of a trace, Draco finally retracted his hand.

In the simplified movement, he pulled out his magic wand and held it in his hand? He threw out the spell and immediately ignited his magic power!

Half of the hits can be attributed to luck? Half of them are considered to be the instinct of Young Master Draco. The ghost flying ball that flew forward hit the front and hit the incoming magic, and was stopped. A bomb was blown out in the air.

Beautiful fireworks cloud.

Even Jody must praise him. This magical spell was very successful? The effect was also particularly beautiful.

And the consequences~ Draco must be very angry. He actually cast a spell to save the person he hated the most.

And the most annoying person even held his nose and snatched the golden flying thief who should have belonged to him.

Harry grabbed Draco's broom and fell? Chasing his own light wheel that fell 2000. Finally, he grabbed his broom at a distance very close to the ground, and

A cool pose for emergency brakes.

He was destined to be unable to land safely under the distance. The last effort he could do was to change the flying broom in the direction before he hit the ground to prevent his baby broom from being scrapped in the impact.

As the turf flew away and the bones were brittle, Harry understood... his bones were broken.