Rebirth of the Harry Potter

January suddenly turned into February.

The weather was finally no longer so bitterly cold, but there were still some people who caught colds because they changed their clothes too quickly, and they had to drink bitter cold medicine from Madam Pomfrey at the school hospital to treat them.

Hermione lived in Harry's house. At the beginning, she said that she would move back to the dormitory after school started.

But now that school has started for a month, she still doesn't mean it at all.

It seems that everyone has lost this part of their memory, and no one mentions it. ''

Nobody really thought Harry should warn Hermione, did they?

No way, no way, no way.

...

In mid-February, the temperature starts to warm up.

On the bank of the black lake in front of the school, the wind blows through the willows, making them very gentle. The sun also became warmer, and the green grass on the lawn became softer and greener, and the rare Whomping Willow also spit out light yellow buds. In the breeze, the thin wicker swayed gently.

There is a distance from Hogwarts to Hagrid's hut, which is full of wild flowers. In summer and autumn, the wild flowers will bloom golden and reach the height of a person's waist. It's still barely covering the upper of the shoe, but it's enough for Hogwarts students to wake up every day and smell a unique fragrance.

Harry got a little busy.

Because Dumbledore, who just took office, often sent letters to Harry, asking him a lot about Muggle reforms

...

Saturday, February 19, 1994.

A Quidditch match, Slytherin vs. Hufflepuff.

Today's weather is not at all the same as the last time Slytherin faced Ravenclaw. The last time it was pouring rain, strong winds, extremely low visibility, and hands were so cold that they couldn't even hold a broomstick.

This time it will not be affected by the weather, the weather is clear, breezy, cool and comfortable.

Flint is mobilizing the players.

"Don't be arrogant, but don't have to be under great pressure."

"Mostly watch out for their new captain, Seeker Cedric Diggory,

Last time Gryffindor helped us test the water, and we trained on their new tactics. If we lose, we will be like Gryffindor. When I came today, I laughed at Wood and the others. said Flint.

A tall, big Chaser in Slytherin, with earrings, black lips, and a perfectly delinquent boy. Hearing about Cedric Diggory, he licked his lips and said, "That Cedric Diggory, I like it very much, has a simple mind, well-developed limbs, white and tender... If it is possible... It must be very cool..."

The others had weird smiles on their faces.

"Draco, there is no Firebolt on the other side this time. And the flying brooms, we are all Nimbus 2001, and the overall height is a bit higher than their flying brooms. You can't make mistakes this time." Flint reminded Mal blessing.

Malfoy nodded.

But he was still thinking about Cedric Digory. He didn't think anything good would happen to Cedric Digory, because he heard that he dared to pester Ravenclaw's Seeker.

Harry Potter wouldn't make it easy for him. Malfoy was convinced.

...

An hour and a half later.

At this time, the players flying in the sky were less than half of their energy at the beginning, and the score between Slytherin and Hufflepuff was 130 points to 120 points.

At this time, both the players and the audience basically pinned their hopes on the Seeker.

However, whether it was Draco Malfoy or Cedric Digory, they had lost sight of the Golden Snitch for a long time.

At the beginning of the game, I could still see the Snitch with two eyes, but after I chased after him, I couldn't see the Snitch on the court.

Malfoy wondered if the batter had hit the Snitch with his bat inadvertently, smashing it into the ground.

However, both Malfoy and Cedric Digory could hear the humming sound of the Golden Snitch flapping its wings, right next to their ears.

The two of them turned around from high to low on the field, but found nothing. They were ten meters apart, riding broomsticks and parked in the air.

Cedric Digory was two heads taller than Malfoy. He glanced at the thin little Malfoy, clenched his fist the size of a sandbag, raised his fist at him, and snorted disdainfully. In the beginning, the two had several body collisions in order to compete for the Golden Snitch, and every time without exception, Malfoy ended up being knocked into the air like a car colliding with a train.

Seeing Malfoy's doormat-like expression, the corners of Cedric Digory's mouth twitched up crazily. Then the flying broom turned and rushed to another place.

Malfoy was about to continue flying around like a headless chicken, when suddenly a familiar voice came from his mind, making him stop the castration.

The voice was very impatient: "Malfoy, do you need to use your brain when playing Quidditch?"

"Who are you?" Malfoy blurted out. Eyes looked around, surrounded by the noise of the audience.

"Ah, I can't even hear my voice. It seems that you don't have a deep impression on me."

"Hiss." Malfoy gasped suddenly.

His face seemed to have been wrung in a big circle by a pair of invisible hands.

"Harry Potter!" Malfoy said in a low voice.

He will never forget that there is one and only one person in the world, who made his face turn red as soon as he met him.

Harry said in a leisurely voice, "You are not convinced that you are stupid, the golden snitch is right under your ass."

Malfoy's flying broom was unsteady, which was angered by Harry.

His face was flushed with anger, and he said, "For you..."

"Huh?" Harry hummed lightly.

Malfoy is stuck.

"The Snitch has been in the branch on the back end of your broomstick for so long you didn't realize..." said Harry.

Malfoy froze.

Cedric Digory flew half a circle, seeing Malfoy motionless, with suspicious eyes.

Seeing Cedric Digory's expression, Malfoy quickly controlled the flying broom and pretended to fly forward.

He opened his mouth lightly and whispered, "You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"Hey?"

"Hey……"

Harry's voice was never heard again.

Malfoy looked back with less obvious movements, giving the impression that he was guarding against the dangerous Quaffle.

"Om... Om..." The voice became clearer

That's right, the voice of the Golden Snitch came from there. Malfoy was overwhelmed.

But how to take it?

Malfoy thought for a moment, he didn't dare to go too fast, for fear of throwing the Golden Snitch out. Then when Cedric Digory turned to the lower part of the field, he flew to the top.

The flying broom hovers well.

Malfoy took a breath, grasped the handle of the broomstick with both hands, bent down, stepped on the broomstick with both legs, then left the wooden handle with his hands, and stood up tremblingly.

"Oh, Merlin! Is the Slytherin Seeker crazy? Does he think the audience is getting bored and wants to perform some Muggle show called tightrope walking? But it seems that Draco Malfoy needs more Practice, ahaha..." The commentator Jordan hit the Slytherin.

"Shut up, Jordan. Explain well," said Professor McGonagall sharply.

And for Jordan's joke, not many people on the court thought it was funny.

Jordan was deeply bored.

Cedric Digory was a few meters above the ground, looking up at Draco Malfoy, he didn't believe that Malfoy would do something strange for no reason at this moment.

Definitely something to do with the Golden Snitch.

But he looked around Malfoy several times, but he didn't see any trace of the golden snitch in the air around him.

After Malfoy stood up straight, he turned around on the broom gently and slowly, walking to the end of the broom one step at a time.

Hufflepuff's sharp-eyed Chaser spotted a gleaming golden autumn hidden in the branches of Malfoy's flying broom and screamed, "Quick! Cedric! The Snitch is in his broomstick!" ! Hurry up!"

Annoyance appeared on Cedric Digory's face. He didn't expect the Snitch to be beside Malfoy, and he was flying around.

He immediately adjusted his direction and rushed into the air.

Malfoy was already on his stomach, his hands in the branches.

The moment Malfoy's hand touched the Snitch, Cedric Digory finally arrived at full speed.

He was not polite at all, and turned slightly to the right, sweeping directly towards the end of Malfoy's flying broom.

"Snapped."

Malfoy only felt empty, he was separated from the flying broom, flew towards the broom and was hit directly into the sky.

Immediately, Malfoy began to descend.

The figure is like a delicate dog's tail flower, drifting with the wind.

The whistling wind and the exclamation of the audience came from Malfoy's ears.

There was a smile on Malfoy's face, though.

In his raised right hand, a struggling golden snitch was trapped there.

"Boom!"

Malfoy fell to the ground, tens of meters above.

He immediately opened his throat and shouted: "Call Mrs. Gray!"

"I'm hurt! I... um... I'm fine."

Ms. Hooch blew her whistle, and she ran over to check on Malfoy's injuries, only to find that Malfoy was alive and kicking.

Malfoy patted the hard ground, a little puzzled. When he landed just now, the lawn seemed to have turned into a very soft rubber mat, but now it's gone.

"Professor Snape must have helped me," Malfoy thought.

The six dark green figures in the sky flew down and landed on the ground. They hugged Malfoy vigorously.

"Nice job."

"Well done, Malfoy."

The team members around gave a smirk and seemed to be cheering, but they all stretched out their hands to Malfoy's smooth platinum-blond hair, and rubbed it vigorously until it frizzed.

Malfoy was still smiling silly.

There was a commotion in Slytherin.

In the chaos, a non-mainstream girl named Pansy also mixed in, celebrating "Oh", while holding Malfoy "excitedly" like everyone else, and took the opportunity to bite him on the face.

Front row seat in Slytherin house. Snape put away his wand suspiciously, and glanced at the Gryffindor audience on the other side.

Just now, he was about to use the levitation spell to catch Malfoy, but found that the ground had been cast with an elastic spell.

...

Harry held Astoria in his arms and said, "It's finally over."

"We can go back to the room and have sex."

"Yes." Astoria nodded. Although she didn't know what she liked to do, as long as her brother was happy, she could do anything.

Hermione glanced at the surrounding students with a guilty conscience, and said, "Can you stop saying such ambiguous words!"

...

Cedric Digory walked over to the Slytherins.

As the saying goes, if you lose, you don't lose. He wants to bark twice, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing to be underestimated.

"Malfoy! You just got lucky to win." Cedric Digory said with a gloomy face.

He was full of self-confidence, and he didn't take the weak Malfoy into his eyes at all, thinking that Malfoy was lucky today, otherwise he would never have won.

Malfoy squeezed out from the cheering crowd, also sneered, and said, "My dad is Lucius Malfoy!"

Cedric Digory took a breath, and then said, "You want to scare me? You think I don't know that last year, your dad wasn't the director of Hogwarts."

Malfoy said, "Sorry, my dad came back after Dumbledore left school."

Cedric Digory stared at Malfoy fearfully, and Malfoy was unafraid.

"Hmph." Cedric Digory left a word and slipped away like a defeated dog.

I can't afford to be offended, if I get expelled from Hogwarts, where can I buy regret medicine?

It can be seen from this that Cedric Digory still knows the times.

It's a pity that my eyes are a little blind, and I don't know who is the real god.

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