HP: The Moon Over the Magic Academy

Chapter 73 The Out-of-Control Wandering Ball

Lucius turned his head away; he couldn't look any longer, or his fists would harden.

"Listen to my whistle!" Lady Hooch used a sound amplification spell.

The crowd in the stands erupted in cheers.

"Pott, just you wait," Draco said, riding his broomstick at breakneck speed, occasionally circling around Harry.

Harry completely ignored him. Who was this golden peacock showing off its feathers to?

Dark green and gold-red hues intertwined, gradually leaving only afterimages on the field. The once bustling stands gradually quieted down, everyone intently watching the contest between the lion and the snake.

The difficult moves drew gasps from the audience every now and then.

"Get out of here, you bastard!"

Draco's turn was blocked by Harry, and Draco, who had been suppressing his anger for the past few days, finally exploded.

"Hey! It's Gryffindor! Angie from Gryffindor, she got the Quaffle!"

As Draco listened to the Gryffindor's incessant chatter, his eyes grew colder, his speed increased, and his movements became more and more cunning.

Harry focused all his attention on Draco; with his teammates behind him already in the lead, he didn't need to worry about much else.

His eyes blazed with fury, and his brow seemed to carry a hint of untamed arrogance.

Landric looked at the arena in front of him. How could the savior not have any edge?

He tapped his fingers on his knee, his gaze, tinged with amusement, following the movements of the two main characters.

How could the two players on the field not feel it? But they never wanted two stars to bloom side by side; what they wanted was a single star standing out in his eyes.

The battle resumed, with the two almost neck and neck.

Just then, a heavy black ball flew straight toward the two of them.

Fortunately, both of them reacted well, and the ball grazed past their ears.

Just when everyone was taking it for granted, the ball suddenly turned in mid-air and flew towards the two of them again!

Even a fool could see something was wrong this time.

Before the ball could get close to the two players, it suddenly stopped and began to shake violently.

In an instant, it exploded.

Landric smiled.

Harry and Draco paused for a rare moment as a golden afterimage flashed past them.

In that agonizing moment, the two brooms burst forth again, relentlessly pursuing the golden shadow.

Harry reached out to grab the Golden Snitch, his speed already approaching the limit of the Nimbus 2000.

Unfortunately, Draco was even more ruthless. His speed surged again, and in an instant, the broom that looked no different from an ordinary Nimbus burst forth with a silver-green light.

The young athletes raced across the field, accompanied by silver and green starlight, the scene silent.

Harry watched helplessly as Draco obtained the Golden Snitch; his Nimbus could no longer accelerate.

Harry was still stunned until Draco stopped and raised the Golden Snitch in his hand.

Landric clapped his hands lightly, the ring on his finger still shimmering, and cheers erupted from the stage.

"Damn, it's Slytherin again??"

"Holy crap, this is Slytherin's secret weapon?"

"Slytherin hid it so well! Where did Mad get that broom?!"

As the crowd slowly descended, Wood looked at Malfoy, who was now the center of attention, with a complex expression.

He had to admit that he was truly convinced this time, after all, Slytherin had been reformed by Draco ever since Landric clearly expressed his dislike for them.

Their performance in this match was entirely based on skill and technique, without any underhanded tactics.

He walked over to Harry, patted the somewhat dejected boy on the shoulder, and said, "What's one game? You'll have another chance to win it back. What we Gryffindors have in abundance is courage!"

He just doesn't have the chance anymore; this year is his last...

Harry's lips twitched slightly as he watched the arrogant young master push aside the groups of people around him and run to the man's side.

His eyes lit up as he chattered incessantly at Landric.

He didn't know what Malfoy would say to Landric, but he could guess.

Looking at Landric's smile as he faced Malfoy, and the finger he placed on Malfoy's head.

That was something he had never experienced before.

Malfoy's broom is not available on the market; he had seen the light that the broom had just emitted.

When I ran into Landric in the library, his wand was already glowing with silvery-green starlight...

Malfoy has everything...