Sometimes, Hermione's stubbornness really gives Harry and Ron a headache, just like Scabbers's case. There is so much ironclad evidence in front of her, but she is stubborn and thinks that Scabbers' death has nothing to do with Crookshanks. , even she herself could not provide any evidence to prove Crookshanks' Qingbai.
"Okay, let me see what else I can do--"
Harry gasped, his eyes darting around, hoping to help his two Gryffindor classmates, or to use something...
"Hmm!" Suddenly, Harry's eyes lit up, "Huh..., there is a way, Hermione, to make Malfoy's two little followers suffer a little!"
By this time, Hermione's sweaty cheeks were already a little pale. The consumption of magic power and Harry's rapid turns in controlling the boat at the last moment made her head a little dizzy. She heard Harry say that he had come up with a solution. After getting rid of Crabbe and Goyle, she couldn't even put on a happy expression, she just nodded while suppressing the feeling of vomiting.
"Hey, you two!"
With an idea, Harry seemed to have returned to the fierce and exciting Quidditch match. He constantly adjusted his position and sent out wrong signals, restraining Crabbe and Gao like a dangerous seeker. Well, finally, half a minute later, when Harry was finally satisfied with the relative position of the two boats on the turbulent water, he shouted loudly to Crabbe and Goyle, who had run too fast again,
"Can't you be smarter?"
Harry scoffed sarcastically,
"Without Malfoy, you seem to have degenerated into savage trolls!"
"How dare you say that, Potter!" Crabbe roared, "I think you are a waste!"
Immediately, Crabbe and Goyle really looked like two small giant monsters, with only Harry's mocking smile in their eyes and completely ignoring everything around them.
"Speed up, Hermione!"
Seeing the menacing two of them, Harry's heart couldn't help but beat a few beats faster. He held the rudder tightly and asked Hermione to inject all her magic into the oak boat beneath him. In an instant, it was like the boat was like a The car sped forward like a car that stepped on the accelerator, and crashed directly into a cloud of mist floating on the water.
The familiar wind whistled in his ears, and Harry, who was racing on the boat, unexpectedly found some pleasure in flying freely in the air on his beloved Nimbus 2000!
But even so, the distance between the two speeding boats was still shrinking at an alarming speed, and it looked like they would collide heavily in just a few seconds!
"Harry!"
Hermione, who was throwing herself at the stern of the boat, looked at the shadows approaching behind her and gave a nervous reminder.
Uh-huh!
"Hold on, Hermione!"
All of a sudden, Harry squatted down and punched the rudder. The whole boat kept jumping on the water and in mid-air, like a stone floating in the water!
At first, Crabbe and Goyle didn't care, thinking that Potter was just repeating his old tricks. However, when they also turned around and the oak boat under them drifted forward on the water, they realized something was wrong. The place, because the direction in which the ship lost control was exactly the quagmire where the Xinkpunk that made them lose their minds before lived!
call!
The raging evil wind instantly dispersed the strange-shaped smoke clouds, and a quagmire whirlpool about twenty feet in diameter suddenly appeared in the horrified eyes of Crabbe and Goyle. Along with them, there was also a frightened The Xinkpunk, which changes reality and reality like silk mist, is as big as a house elf.
The hinkpunk carrying the swaying 'will-o'-the-wisp' looked blankly at the giant ship that looked like a behemoth to it. Before he could scream, he was directly knocked to his death!
The reason why the quagmire whirlpool that Hinkpunk squats in has very strong suction is because it contains a kind of whitebait that is widely found in the Indian Ocean - Lamorra. Magicians use them as anchor chains to anchor ships.
It was a tragic thing, for Crabbe and Goyle.
The sudden stop of the ship was a disaster for them with huge inertia. Amidst a burst of eardrum-piercing screams, the two people flew in the air and drew a graceful curve. Finally, they smashed hard like a depth charge. Into the water.
Seeing this funny scene in front of him, Harry, who was struggling to stop not far away, burst into laughter, and even Hermione, who had droopy eyelids and lacked energy, couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth. ŴŴŴ.
But is the tragic fate of Crabbe and Goyle not over yet?
Just when Crabbe and Gor were recovering from their injuries, a large group of Sirac fish swam over from nowhere. They hovered around them and kept spraying water at them. The arrow made Crabbe and Goyle scream in pain. This time, even Hermione couldn't feel any sympathy for them.
"Congratulations to everyone for successfully passing the first round of screening--"
A familiar voice suddenly spread across the vast lake,
"Then, the remaining warriors will compete for the glory of victory on the track!"
"It's Professor Blaine's voice!"
Harry, who helped Hermione up, reacted immediately. Before he could think about the meaning of Professor Blaine's words, suddenly, the space around him began to boil like boiling water. Then, Harry felt like he was rushing rapidly. A sense of peeling away towards the sky, while the earth is rapidly receding from the horizon.
And when his vision became clearer and swept across the disguised space, Harry's expression suddenly darkened.
Three hundred feet away, Ron and Parvati, bruised and bruised, were using an oak boat stuck vertically in the mud as a shield to avoid the water arrows of a group of Shirak fish. Lavender and Seamus, who had exhausted their energy, leaned against the side of the boat as if resigned to their fate. Last night, there were many Gryffindor classmates who were in the above two situations. Only Neville and Dean's situation seemed to be similar to that of him and Hermione.
As for Slytherin, Harry glanced roughly at which group, Malfoy and Parkinson, were laughing at the two Gryffindors he had sent into the quagmire.
The tall and stocky Millicent Burst, who had a grudge against Hermione, was glaring coldly at her. Theodore Nott behind her had a silent expression on his face, and it seemed that he had not expended much energy. .
In addition, there is a group of people in Slytherin, a pretty girl, Daphne Greengra and her teammate Blaise Sabine, who are discussing the current situation in a low voice. They are also energetic.
It has to be said that for a game like this with no advance information, Slytherin, who has a more tactful and cautious personality, has an advantage over Gryffindor.
"Three against two, our magic power will be consumed even more!"
As a Quidditch master, Harry is also good at analyzing game situations. In just a few glances, he has already foreseen what will happen next...
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