I am the third son prophesied by Harry Potter

“Wait and see.” Malfoy laughed.

The ball of memory he held in his hand shone in the sunlight.

“Bring it, Malfoy.” Harry whispered.

Everyone stopped talking.

Malfoy smirked wickedly, as if he had seen Harry angry.

In this way, it will make him feel much more comfortable.

“I want to put it somewhere and let Longbottom pick it up—put it on a tree—how?”

It sounds like you’re asking for advice, but it’s actually for fun.

“Bring it!” Harry shouted.

However, Malfoy had already jumped on his broom and took off.

Hermione had heard Malfoy boast about how good his flying skills were.

Now it seems that this is not bragging.

He levitated parallel to the treetops of an oak tree and shouted at Harry on the ground, “Come and get it, Potter.” ”

Harry grabbed his broom.

Seeing this, Hermione was a little anxious.

Neville had just fallen off a broomstick. The picture was still lingering in her mind.

Now, Harry actually wants to ride a broom privately.

Even if he wouldn’t fall, Ms. Hooch had just told them not to move.

If it is discovered in a while, it will be bad.

She felt that Gryffindor would definitely be deducted points, and Harry could be expelled from school.

Thinking of this, Hermione quickly stepped forward to stop it.

“Nope!” She shouted at Harry, “Ms. Hooch told us not to move—you’ll get us all in trouble.” ”

Harry ignored her.

I saw him riding on a flying broom and kicking the ground hard, so he went up.

Hermione looked up and looked at Harry who flew up, it didn’t seem to be as bad as that one.

Then Harry lifted the broom, which looked a bit like a teacher.

The broom took Harry and flew a little higher.

Hermione blinked, a little incredulous, but there was applause all around.

I have to admit that Harry looks really cool at this moment.

But she is still very worried, in case she is caught, it will not be cool.

Malfoy in the air was also shocked by Harry’s operation, and he didn’t expect that the other party would rise up so smoothly.

“Bring it,” Harry shouted, “or I’ll knock you off your broom.” ”

“Oh yes?” Malfoy said. He wanted to laugh, but in fact he was still nervous inside.

Harry didn’t care so much, as if instinctively knew that he should move like this, and even leaned forward and rushed towards Malfoy.

Malfoy was startled and immediately dodged.

Harry made another sharp U-turn, and his handsome movements were provoked with another round of cheerful applause.

“There’s no Crabbe and Goyle to protect you, Malfoy.” Harry shouted.

Malfoy looked down and thought the same.

“Give!” He yelled, “See if you can catch it!” The glass ball was picked up by him, thrown high into the air, and then quickly landed towards the ground.

Damn it! Seeing Malfoy do this, Hermione was a little indignant.

But now she can’t do anything about it.

It’s just that the next moment made her a little unbelievable that something happened.

Harry seemed unafraid of danger and began to fall on his broomstick.

He leaned forward, his flying broom pointing to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, he accelerated and dived down, chasing the glass ball.

Hermione felt a gust of wind blowing around her and was nervous.

Everyone was shocked by Harry’s operation, cheering and screaming.

It’s like watching a pretty exciting track and field sprint.

Harry caught the glass ball a foot above the ground.

He straightened the broom handle in time, and then gently poured it on the grass, and the glass ball was just like that, he grabbed it!

There was no accidental fall accident, but they watched a very wonderful flying broom show.

The crowd rejoiced, just as they were about to celebrate the return of the king.

A person appeared.

“Harry Potter!”

Professor McGonagall was running towards them.

Hermione screamed badly, it’s over!

I was really caught.

“I’ve been at Hogwarts for so many years—never—” Professor McGonagall was speechless in surprise, her spectacle lenses flashing with anger, “—how dare you—you’d break your neck—”

“It’s not his fault, Professor—” Parvati tried to explain.

“Shut up, Miss Petyr—”

“But Malfoy—” Ron was about to say too.

“Don’t say it, Mr. Weasley. Okay, Potter, follow me. With that, Professor McGonagall led Harry away.

On the Gryffindor side, everyone’s mood suddenly dropped.

Malfoy laughed from the sidelines, “Potter will definitely be expelled.” ”

Hermione could already imagine at the moment that Harry would be criticized for a while, and it was estimated that he would not come to class tomorrow.

She had just reminded him.

Kindly reminded, but Harry didn’t listen.

But Hermione still felt a little guilty, if she had been tougher…

She was a little helpless and wanted to talk to Eugene.

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