Hogwarts Homecoming

Furong's clear and decisive voice echoed through the forest.

Several people from Slytherin were riding on old-fashioned broomsticks, carefully avoiding the branches and slowly drifting into the sky. In this old forest where there were few human traces, the plants grew too densely, and it was too dangerous to ride a broomstick in the forest.

However, before they could cross the treetops and were just thirty feet above the ground, there was a sudden sharp shout from below in the jungle, causing the expressions of all the unprepared Slytherins to change!

Before they could react, a powerful 'gravity' suddenly exerted itself on them!

Several people in Slytherin screamed and the broomsticks under their butts fell to the ground!

After a crackling sound of branches breaking and a heavy falling sound, several people landed 'smoothly', while others who were even more unlucky were hung on the branches and kept dangling.

The impact made Draco's head freeze, and his vision finally stabilized.

The soft mud and the physical protection provided by the competition suit prevented Draco, who landed first, from falling into coma.

But after quickly turning over and standing up, he saw Blaise, Nott and Daphne hanging on the treetops, and the unfortunate one who fell into the water, hit his head on the pebbles in the stream, bleeding trickling out, and fainted. Millicent and the other teammates staggered to their feet, and Draco's face turned pale.

And under the powerful use of the "Responsive Landing Charm", it was almost impossible to find a complete old flying broomstick, which made Draco growl angrily at Fleur.

"What are you doing, stupid bitch!"

"This is an interesting question."

Fleur fiddled with her water-stained hair and calmly responded to Draco's anger,

"You took away our school badge, why don't you allow us to retaliate?"

"I am going to kill you!"

The moment Pansy stood up, she let out a piercing scream.

Anger distorted Pansy's expression, and she turned her wrist to swing——

"You're not allowed to take action against a Warriors team without a school badge, are you?"

Fleur did not make defensive movements like Triana, but said calmly.

Whoosh, whoosh!

The two magic spells left the tip of the staff and hit Fleur and Triana accurately. The two people who had just been petrified by Hermione were petrified again.

Draco released his hold on Pansy's wrist, dropped his wand, and glared at Fleur bitterly.

"But if you take the initiative to attack, we have the right to fight back!"

Boom!

Suddenly, a faint roar came from a distance, causing the embarrassed chasing group to change their expressions.

Draco raised his hand to cut off the branch that hung the three of them, and waved his wand to get Millicent out of the stream.

Looking at Millicent, who was unconscious at his feet and still bleeding from his forehead, Draco's mouth twisted.

He raised his hand and shot a red firework into the air. When he saw Pansy trying to gather the pile of wooden branches on the ground, he said impatiently,

"Throw that thing away, it's no longer useful, Pansy. Everyone!"

Draco glanced at Fleur with hatred again and said sternly,

"Follow me and chase. There are at least two teams fighting there. We have the physical advantage and they can't run away!"

After saying that, the Slytherin chasing team, who had suffered some superficial injuries, took long strides and rushed away in the direction of the noise, leaving Millicent alone in a coma, waiting for rescue.

Just a minute later, Snape descended from the sky on his broomstick. He waved his wand and put Millicent on the stretcher. He didn't even look at the longing looks that the petrified Fleur and Triana cast at him. The stretcher flew away.

Outside the Forbidden Forest, on the viewing platform, many people cheered and applauded because of Furong's brilliant spell just now.

What happened to the two beautiful girls immediately made the crowd sigh in distress.

"Amosta--"

As soon as the game officially started, one member left the game due to a breakdown, and then was the first to be targeted by the chasing group and lost his school badge. Mrs. Maxime's failure to overturn the referee's table immediately proved her self-cultivation.

Therefore, Amosta could fully understand Mrs. Maxim's ugly expression when she spoke to him.

“Doesn’t this situation require special intervention?”

Madame Maxime pointed at the big screen with a finger with an opal ring and said angrily,

"Fleur and Triana were both petrified, and they couldn't send out a signal for help themselves!"

"you mean"

Amosta bowed and said politely,

"Fleur's team is getting ready to give up, but they can't use their wands to signal withdrawal?"

Madame Maxime breathed out.

"That's not what I meant, Amosta. I meant that they were petrified. If no one helps them, they will just stay there."

Looking at Fleur's enlarged face on the screen, Amosta could read the embarrassment and anger from the glimmer in her eyes.

"I don't think so, ma'am, as you know, the team's position is refreshed every half hour. Someone will always go over to see what's going on with them."

"What if no one goes or the person who goes isn't as kind as Harry Potter?"

Madame Maxime frowned and questioned.

"That's a pity."

Looking at the Durmstrang team that was struggling, Dregern said with a stinky face,

"They just lost the game."

Is it easier to get the school badge from the participating warrior team or from Malfoy and his team? This is a question that can be answered without much thought.

"Hurry!"

The three of them ran through the woods at almost their fastest speed, but Hermione was still not satisfied.

"We must get a school badge as soon as possible and hide ourselves before Malfoy and his team arrive. If Malfoy and his team arrive first, then we will have almost no choice!"

"I hope we meet Viktor's team!"

Harry's panting sounded like a bellows. Nearly an hour and a half after the start of the game, he could clearly feel that his physical strength was about to reach its limit.

"If it's Neville and his team, then we will be in big trouble!"

Harry said with a wheeze.

Perhaps the god of luck finally began to favor them. When the leader Harry jumped down from a dirt slope, he saw from the corner of his eye that about 200 feet to the right, a figure also jumped up, grabbed the vines hanging in the air, and swung across a gully that had been washed out by rain.

Time seemed to be stretched, Harry slowly turned his head in mid-air, and the man holding the vines also turned his eyes, and their eyes met in the bright forest.

Almost at the same time, Harry and Viktor found each other.

Bang! Snap!

Harry jumped onto the rock, and Viktor fell into the muddy pit, and the two people locked their eyes with each other.

In the silent seconds, Hermione and Ron stopped their momentum, and Viktor's two teammates, one honest and the other tall and thin, also cast a look of fear at them!

Without any greetings or exchanges, the two teams started running towards each other at the same time.

When the relative position was only 70 to 80 feet away, Viktor's team stopped first and launched an attack on Harry and the other two!

The spell light that left the tip of the staff like an arrow was ominously dim. Even though Harry had already determined that two of the three spell lights were moving in front of the tree trunk, he was still frightened.

The rushing spell light contained a power that Harry was not familiar with and was not so decent. This seemed to confirm the rumor that Durmstrang was teaching dark magic.

As this thought crossed his mind, a trace of anger emerged in his heart.

Objectively speaking, their relationship with Viktor was still good. Even if they were in a hostile state now, Harry believed that Viktor should not use cruel magic to deal with them.

However, on second thought, Harry could understand that Viktor and his team instinctively used their best magic in a tense state.

The tree trunks hit by the two deflected spells ignited with a strange gray flame with a bang. Harry, who dodged Viktor's spell with a side jump, could even smell an unpleasant odor when he passed by the two burning tree trunks. Obviously, this flame was not ordinary. If they were hit by it, they would be eliminated and hospitalized immediately.

"All-out attack, solve it as soon as possible!"

When the distance between the two teams broke through 50 feet, Hermione quickly said behind Harry.

Then, the messy formation of the three rushing people immediately became regular, like a sharp triangular arrow, wrapped in a biting breath, directly hitting the first round of attacks that failed, and under their decisive momentum, the panicked Durmstrang team fell into a panic!