After Hermione said those words in a calm tone, the classroom suddenly became quiet, and even the chatter disappeared. People stared carefully at the girl's thin body, seeming to explore her Where does the courage burst out from the thin body.
"Competition--"
Malfoy frowned, and he leaned forward and looked at Hermione suspiciously.
"What's the competition?"
"Of course it's the competition we're training for in this course, Malfoy." Hermione said matter-of-factly, her voice paused, and then she looked at Malfoy with mocking eyes.
"Besides this, in which other subject can your scores compare with mine? Oh, of course, I admit that you are better at Quidditch."
Hermione's grades are among the best in her grade, but even in front of Harry and Ron, she rarely emphasizes this point. Except in class, Hermione is actually relatively low-key in private, and Harry has never seen her. Hermione shows off her achievements in public.
Hermione's words were irrefutable. Draco's face was sinister. He glanced at Hermione conspiratorially a few times, and then the corners of his mouth curved in a sarcastic way. He wanted to mock something, but Draco wanted to end the chaos as soon as possible. Min took the first step and looked at everyone and said,
"In the current training, Cedric's performance is the best. He can walk half of the way under the attack of the big shit egg-that is, two hundred feet. None of the others can exceed two hundred feet-"
In fact, this is also related to their own ability to withstand blows. Some young wizards have better dodge ability than Cedric. However, the difference in physical fitness caused by the age gap means that they are not as strong as Cedric. Of course, he is big and round. Marcus is more resistant, but his dodge ability is much worse than Cedric's.
"Me, Neville and Luna, the three of us are teaching assistants selected by Professor Blaine-"
Hermione stared hard at Malfoy,
"Anyone who is not satisfied with this fact can compete with us, and the sign of victory will be who can cross Cedric's two hundred feet faster. Of course, if anyone persists the entire distance, then he will also win."
Neville's forehead was dripping with sweat, his pale lips were trembling, and Hermione seemed to anticipate Neville's reaction. She turned her head and looked at Neville, her pure brown eyes reflecting the firelight,
"Think about what Professor Blaine said about you, Neville. He thought you were excellent."
Hermione did not reveal Professor Blaine's evaluation of Neville because she knew that this would inevitably cause Neville to be ridiculed, and she also had certain reservations about Professor Blaine's evaluation of Neville. Doubtful, but for now, she could only trust Neville.
The flickering fire in Hermione's eyes seemed to have a different kind of power. Looking directly at the fire, Neville felt that he was about to be ignited. The heart in the chest was still beating at an abnormal speed, and the brain was still dizzy, but gradually, a touch of red appeared on Neville's pale cheeks. This redness was like a dull spark, turning into a prairie fire in the blink of an eye. trend.
"I'll get your horse over here as soon as possible, Malfoy!"
Neville suddenly turned his gaze, glared at Malfoy out of breath, and yelled suddenly.
"Longbottom, you are asking for humiliation!"
Malfoy said through gritted teeth.
Harry blinked and looked at Neville, who was glaring beside Hermione, and suddenly couldn't relate to that clumsy Gryffindor boy. But Neville's performance undoubtedly inspired people greatly, and the applause and howls sounded like a sea wave.
Luna stared at Malfoy with her foggy, bulging eyes.
“Questioning decisions made by people wiser than you is getting yourself into trouble and is stupid.”
Draco hesitated for a moment, but when things got to this point, he was already at a loss.
"All right--"
Malfoy said coldly. He glanced at the crowd of Slytherins. After a moment of hesitation, he found the most outstanding person in this class.
"Three against three, Shabini, Nott and I, if any one of you loses, you will have to resign from Professor Blaine!"
"You're trying to be tricky, Malfoy!"
Harry saw that this kind of competition would be detrimental to Hermione and the others. Malfoy and the others could definitely target one of the three of them, forcing that person to lose his position as teaching assistant. To be honest, Harry wanted to play for Harry or Neville, but he knew in his heart that this was Hermione and the others' trouble. Even if he played and defeated the annoying guys like Slytherin, they would not give up. make trouble.
"no problem--"
Under Hermione's questioning eyes, Luna happily stood on her tiptoes and said.
"I'll be your referee."
Cedric stood up and said.
Six people stood on the starting line of their usual training, and the rest made room. The Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff people had great intentions for this competition without the intervention of the professor, and they whispered Discussing the results of the competition.
Gryffindor and Slytherin were clearly on guard against each other. They did not trust each other and both believed that the other side would do something evil when the game was going on.
Harry saw Hermione roll up her sleeves and find a rubber band from her body to tie up her messy hair. Then she squatted down and got ready with a calm expression.
It was obvious that Hermione was extremely nervous when she was in the common room before, but now, Hermione seemed to have put down all her burdens.
"start!"
As Cedric shouted, the six people jumped out like arrows.
To be honest, if it had been more than a month ago, Harry would never have believed that these little wizards were so agile.
In the first fifty feet, everyone showed agility that was unbelievable to Ron and other young wizards who had already given up on this course. The six people used their own style of avoidance to get out of the way of the big dung eggs. For a time, figures were flying on the field, and all kinds of thrilling dodge moves emerged one after another.
To be fair, Malfoy really paid attention to this class.
Already accustomed to the rhythm of the big dung eggs' attacks, he found the gaps between each wave of attacks and ran forward with all his strength. His precise dodges made Harry have to admit that in this class, Malfoy had become his strong enemy again. .
"Oh, look at Longbottom and Lovegood!"
To Harry's regret, Hermione did not perform at an extraordinary level. Before reaching the fifty-foot line, she was the only one who received a big dung egg on her shoulder. If this continues, then Hermione You will definitely lose the game.
Harry's energy was focused on Malfoy and Hermione. It wasn't until Hufflepuff's Hannah Abbott exclaimed that he quickly turned his attention to observe the performance of Hermione's two teammates. After a few glances, Harry was immediately in shock.
Is that still Neville? ! Also, what happened to Luna? !
Fifty feet ago, everyone's progress was about the same. However, when they crossed the first standard line of physical exertion, and the others slowed down significantly, Neville suddenly let out a low roar and accelerated suddenly. His back is like a lion cub pouncing on its prey!
Neville once again showed astonishing dexterity!
When everyone slowed down, he suddenly accelerated and surpassed everyone. A big dung egg flew towards Neville's chin at a tricky angle, just when the afterimage was close to five feet from Neville's side. , Neville suddenly moved, stretched out his hand to sweep through the air, and the next second, he threw the big dung egg in another direction with his backhand!
Snapped!
The two big dung eggs collided violently in mid-air, and the disgusting stinky liquid splashed everywhere!
"Longbottom!"
Shabini screamed in anger. Unexpectedly, his eyes were splashed by the stinking liquid that exploded in front of him. He had to stop and cover his eyes as he howled in pain.
"foul!"
Pansy Parkinson yelled with a ferocious face off the court,
"Longbottom should be disqualified for his despicable sneak attack!"
It's hard to say whether this was an accident or Neville's intention, but except for Slytherin, no one could help but smile at Neville's beautiful move!
When the distance exceeded one hundred and fifty feet, most of them started to struggle visibly, except for one, and that was Luna!
(End of chapter)
