Just then, Harry heard a sneer behind him. He turned around, still holding the cat burglar tightly in his hand.
Draco Malfoy landed next to him. His face was pale with anger, but there was still a hint of mockery in the corner of his mouth.
Because of his father's advice, he had been very restrained and low-key since the beginning of the semester. He tried not to cause trouble for Elwyn and Harry, but now he didn't care. Harry caught the cat burglar in front of him, which made him furious.
"Saved Weasley's life, didn't you?" He said to Harry, his voice as mean and vicious as ever. "I've never seen such a stinky goalkeeper, but it's no wonder. He was born in a dumpster. Do you like our lyrics, Potter?"
Harry didn't answer. He walked away to greet his teammates. They landed one after another, cheering triumphantly and waving their fists.
Except for Ron, who got off the broom at the goal post and slowly walked back to the locker room alone.
"We still want to write a few more lines of lyrics!" Malfoy shouted. Katie and Alicia were hugging Harry. "We wanted to sing about his mother, but she's fat and ugly and doesn't rhyme well …"
"Ignore him, he's just jealous." Angelina glared at Malfoy in disgust. "Sour grapes!"
"Useless trash doesn't rhyme well either. You know, his father …"
At this moment, Fred and George, who had just landed, heard what Malfoy was saying.
The two brothers were shaking hands with Harry. They froze and looked back at Malfoy.
"Ignore him!" Angelina quickly grabbed Fred's arm and said. She knew Fred too well and was afraid that he wouldn't be able to control himself. "Ignore him, Fred, let him shout. He's just jealous of losing, this uneducated little …"
"You like Weasley's house, don't you, Potter?" Malfoy continued to sneer as if he was going to say all the bad things he had said for the whole semester. "You're still going there for vacation, aren't you? I don't know how you can stand the stench. Oh, but I think you were brought up by Muggle. Weasley's house smells good! "
Harry grabbed George. Angelina, Alicia and Katie held Fred back.
Malfoy laughed wildly. Harry turned to look at Madam Hooch, but she was still reprimanding Crabbe for hitting the ball.
In the stands, everyone was cheering. No one paid attention to the conflict that was about to break out. Elwyn and Hermione were nowhere to be seen.
"Maybe, maybe …" Malfoy stepped back and squinted. "You remember the stench of your mother's house. Weasley's pigsty reminds you of your own home. Just like them, like …"
Harry didn't realize that he had let go of George. He only knew that a second later, they both pounced on Malfoy.
He had completely forgotten that this was still a competition, and all the students and teachers in the school were watching. He only wanted to make Malfoy feel as much pain as possible so that he would remember this lesson and pay for what he had said.
There was no time to pull out his wand. Harry swung his fist that was holding the snitch and hit Malfoy's stomach with all his strength.
"Harry! Harry! George! Stop! "
Harry heard the girls' screams, Malfoy's screams, George's curses, whistles, and the shouts of the people around him, but he ignored them.
Someone had cast a barrier spell, and they were separated, but Harry was right back at them.
Immediately, Slytherin's team also pounced on them, and the entire Quidditch field was ignited.
"Oh my God, they're fighting!" Hermione said in horror. She couldn't believe what was happening in front of her.
"Hurry up, let's go over!" Elwyn said immediately.
The two of them had just walked down from the stands when they saw that the field in front of them was in chaos.
Madam Hooch wanted to stop them, but it was useless. Harry, Fred, and George seemed to have gone crazy. Malfoy was curled up on the ground, moaning and screaming. He was being trampled on by the three of them. His body was covered in blood and bruises.
After a brief moment of shock, Slytherin's team didn't hesitate and immediately joined the fight.
Immediately, Harry was pushed down roughly, George's lips were swollen, Fred was still being twisted by the three ball chasers, and Crabbe was laughing wildly in the back.
None of them had brought their wands, and the other members of Gryffindor's team were all girls, so they didn't have an advantage.
Fred and George held the Star Taker as a weapon and fought back with all their might.
The advantage of the Star Taker's large and thick broomstick was fully demonstrated. It was particularly painful to hit people, but the two broomsticks were also seriously damaged.
Even so, they were no match for the strong Slytherin team. The situation was reversed. No one cared about Madam Hooch anymore. If the professors in the stands arrived, Harry, Fred, and George would definitely be beaten as badly as Malfoy. At this moment, Elwyn ran to the edge of the field.
A red light hit Crabbe, who was chasing Harry, and sent him flying.
Then, Elwyn waved his wand and turned it half a circle in the air, pointing at the Slytherin players on the field.
As he moved, they suddenly turned into rabbits many times smaller, looking around blankly on the grass.
Only Malfoy didn't change. Harry pressed him down again.
"Good job, Elwyn!" Fred kicked the rabbit that Gore had turned into.
He fled in horror, but his speed was very slow, and his movements were extremely comical.
"I want to teach Malfoy a lesson. Let him know what he can't say."
"What are you waiting for? Hit him hard!"
"Stop, stop right now, you disgusting idiots!" The professors in the stands arrived. Unexpectedly, the first to arrive was Umrich. She held the very short wand and ran over, panting. "How dare you do this? Who used magic? Who transformed them? This is …"
Elwyn's wand was pointed directly at her. It was too annoying!
With her status, she actually dared to directly enter such a chaotic battle. She simply didn't want to live.
With a bang, Umrich's body turned into a toad, and she even jumped forward twice.
Ivan kicked her fiercely, sending her flying away to make her stay away from him.
The toad was lifted to George's feet. He imitated Elwyn and kicked her away with force, a smug smirk on his face.
Then it was Fred, who followed and stepped on her.
Umrich dodged desperately and kept jumping around in panic. She was far less arrogant than before.
Even Hermione followed suit and gave her a kick. It was so satisfying!
The only one who was indifferent to her was Harry. Although he also hated Umrich, his main target at the moment was Malfoy.
What a pity. After all, there weren't many opportunities to step on Umrich …
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