Harry Potter: The Dragon That Sleeps

Draco is hovering in the sky.

When Harry Potter played with that free fall, he grabbed a handful of Draco's broom without morality.

After the balance was broken, Draco took some effort to calm the broom back on, and his face fell to the miserable black dot on the ground.

And before the group of people who came from outside the field arrived, they came to Harry's side.

Harry Potter was so confused that the cheers of Gryffindor in his ears made him realize that he had indeed helped his team win the game.

But before he could be completely happy, the kick that hit his waist lifted him up.

Harry, who had failed to control the angle, had his face hit the ground, showed his face.

Draco listened to the harsh cheers and pointed his wand at Harry, his breathing gradually became rapid.

"What are you doing! Malfoy, get out of Harry!" Hermione, who had also squeezed into the entrance of the field for a long time, held her wand as if facing a great enemy, while Ron had already rushed over with his head silenced.

Behind them are two young professors, Dorak and Lohart.

"Draco, no!" Lockhart also stopped him loudly.

"Hu~" Lohart was related to Lucius's plan. His voice reminded Draco that his father was still in the audience. He breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down.

"Thank you……"

However, the next minute, a very light sound broke through the elegance Draco wanted to maintain, igniting the flames of anger.

"What did you say!"

Harry was startled, his EQ was enough to let him know that it was best not to say anything at this moment, "I mean, thank you. It's not your spell... that ball seems to be just staring at me."

Draco glanced down fiercely, and he raised his hand and remembered that he could not use a spell to attack, so he had to wipe his nose hard.

Harry still had the expression of trying to show goodwill.

Draco turned his head angrily and turned his body over to avoid seeing the abominable face.

But soon he turned back, "Are you mocking me? You're mocking me! Potter!"

"No, that's not what I mean..."

"So complacent about your tricks! Yes, you won this one! But you can't lead every one! Duel! Duel with me Porter! I want you to know what the dignity of a wizard is."

"Why, I can't understand..."

"And!" Draco's roar stopped Harry from continuing to chant, "Don't say thank you to me! We are not the kind of relationship that can say thank you!"

After saying that, Draco pulled off the buttons on his collar in front of several professors and smashed it on Harry's forehead.

"Hiss!" Harry, who was hit by the wound, cried in pain.

Dorak saw this scene full of old-fashioned style. Before Draco could walk away, he asked curiously, "Is he sending a duel to you?"

Harry barely supported himself, just now he found out that his arm had broken, "I don't want to accept..."

"No! We accept it, don't be afraid! Harry has me. How interesting it is~ I've long wanted to set up a duel club in school." However, Lockhart seemed to have a different idea.

"No, I want to...what do you want to do." Harry was frightened by Lockhart's move to grab his arm before he could speak sternly.

"I'll help you with a fracture, just a simple spell."

"No, don't! I think I have to go to the school infirmary...Professor Dorak!"

Dorak did not care about their troubles, but focused on the strange roaming ball.

When the noise behind him attracted him back, he widened his eyes in surprise.

Unbelievably, Harry's arm turned into a weird rubber-like thing.

Harry's broken bone was destroyed by magic.

...

Until the end of the show, Claire was still shaking Jody's arm and repeating the exciting scene he had just seen. It has to be said that this kind of life-and-death race like a tangled battle is still relatively difficult to see.

After walking a few steps, a well-dressed middle-aged wizard was waiting for him.

Lucius's servant Sanod bowed slightly at Jody, and then left a message in his ear.

"Mr. Malfoy agrees with your teaching. Mr. Malfoy can indeed cast spells better. I just hope you can control the strength of the teaching a little."

Is spoiling to this point?

Jody said nothing, but just patted Sanod on the shoulder with a smile.

This strange reaction made Sarnold unable to understand what it meant. He turned his head in surprise, but found that Jody had gone without a shadow.

Mr. Lucius didn't leave that night, which gave the little clever ghost Dobby the chance to visit Harry Potter.

Jody was clear about the movements of the house elf, but he had no intention of stopping it, and even arranged some different scenes for Dobby.

Late that night, the new guest of Harry's ward scared Dobby away. Harry's little fan ~ the photo-loving Colin sneaked to the ward with a bunch of grapes.

Then it didn't take long for Dobby to appear to discover that his spell was out of control.

Inside the gem gate, Jodi controlled Mo Chi Tuoying to stare at Dobi's whereabouts, while using some interference from authority to control the seventh door to tease the house elf.

The movement caused by Dobby quickly brought about riots.

As for how he escaped in the end... Jody didn't care. Anyway, from the result, Mr. Malfoy should be happy to see the riot.

…………………………

In the magic world, two fewer bones are considered as skin injury.

Harry quickly recovered and was able to leave the school hospital. Colin, who was punished for getting out of bed and running around privately, was not so lucky, and he had to suffer for several days.

He hurried to the bathroom on the second floor. Harry confirmed that no one saw it before opening the door and entering. Ron and Hermione were indeed here.

Several children gathered around the crucible together, and today is a new stage of drug addition.

Apart from trying every means to steal medicine, the two boys did not help much. Hermione was basically the only one who took care of the actual operation.

"Have you heard it? Harry, Hagrid was called to question this morning, and the Ministry of Magic insisted that he explain where he was last night."

"Where can Hagrid go if he is not in his own room?" Harry knew Hagrid very well.

"That's right, but no one except Yaya can testify to him... That old Malfoy is simply ~ Now that Malfoy, who is with our classmates, must be that unlucky when he grows up." Ron was incompetent and furious.

Harry was worried, "But I heard that the secret room had indeed been opened before."

"You doubt Hagrid too!" Ron looked like 'Your head wasn't broken'.

"Of course not!" Harry certainly would not admit that he was shaken. "As soon as the compound decoction is prepared, we can let Draco tell everything, and then whether it is Hagrid's trouble or the mess in our lives.

...All problems can be solved."