Harry Potter Blood Hunter

"Harry!"

Almost all screaming, Harry's friends rushed to his side.

The fastest of them was Draco, who flew down from the sky in 2001 on the light wheel.

However, because Draco's light wheel 2001 had some malfunctions, some minor accidents happened when landing...Draco fell into a big somersault as soon as he fell to the ground.

No serious injury, but nosebleeds from both nostrils at the same time.

But this little injury couldn't shake Draco. He quickly stood up and ran to Harry, took out his wand and put out the burning fire on Harry.

Although he didn't directly fall to the ground, he was hit directly by lightning, and his whole body was on fire. Doesn't it seem like a minor injury?

"Harry! Harry, wake up!" Draco couldn't control his emotions, shouting Harry's name, hoping he would wake up.

However, Harry did not respond.

The others had already arrived at Harry at this time.

These Harry's friends are without exception, whether it is Hermione Ron or other members of the Quidditch team, they are also calling Harry's name...

Maybe they all think this can really make Harry sober!

Dumbledore arrived very quickly. He frowned and looked at Harry's state. With a wave of his hand, Harry floated.

Harry's current state, of course, must be sent to the medical wing as soon as possible.

No one had any objections, they were all following Harry to the castle.

But at this moment, an angry roar suddenly came in mid-air, "Malfoy, where are you going? The game is not over yet!"

It was Flint, the captain of the Slytherin team who shouted this.

He didn't care if Harry Potter was struck by lightning. Are there few players who fall into a coma every time because of various accidents?

And it's better to be hacked, so that only their team has a seeker. Now that the rain has stopped, it is easier to catch the Golden Snitch. How can I lose?

Of course, the premise is that Draco Malfoy is still on the court.

Draco heard Flint's shout, and his anger rose suddenly, "Flint, you..."

At this moment, a palm suddenly slapped on Draco's shoulder, and Browder's voice came, "It's okay, Draco! Don't be familiar with this guy with no eyes!"

With that, Browder glanced at Flint. This glance made Flint subconsciously control the broom to fly a distance.

Scared.

And Browder's voice calmed Draco.

But... what does Browder's words mean.

Turning around, Browder said to Principal Dumbledore who was about to send Harry away, "Principal, stop! Let me give Harry an emergency treatment first!"

Dumbledore now trusted Browder so much that he really stopped when he heard his shout.

Browder ran two steps to Harry's side, took out his silver wand and chanted a healing spell.

The key is that there is "recover quickly" in it, which made Harry suddenly make a sound in a coma.

Well, that's why Browder wanted to complain about those people just now... Did these guys forget that they were wizards?

In fact, from Browder's point of view, Harry was fine. Although he didn't know what happened in the sky just now, Harry was stable both physically and spiritually.

He fainted, or because of the body's self-protection caused by sudden strong external force.

And based on the situation that the wind stopped and the rain disappeared just now, Browder doubted whether it was Gaia who was idle again and did nothing to make arrangements.

But throwing these things aside, Browder discovered another situation with Harry! To deal with the whole situation, Harry had to wake up.

After being cured by the curse, Harry woke up leisurely.

The moment he woke up, a series of images flashed through Harry's mind, everything he had done just now to save Draco, and the last big lightning that struck him.

Am I... dead?

Harry's first reaction was this.

Harry thought of the **** dog that he saw just now—is it true that the unknown is true?

But the next moment, Harry heard his friends calling him.

Struggling and opening his eyes, Harry saw the concerned faces of his friends, especially Draco, as if he was still blaming himself.

And Principal Dumbledore and Browder...

OK...I'm not dead!

Seeing Principal Dumbledore and Browder, Harry was completely relieved...With them, it would be hard for him to die, right?

But also at this time, Browder's voice rang especially in Harry's ear, "Harry, the Slytherin team still wants to continue the game, what do you think?"

Ok? Continue to play?

No need! It has ended!

Harry resisted the tingling sensation of his body at this time, struggling to raise his right arm, and the clenched fist turned over and opened.

The very clean golden snitch stayed there peacefully.

Wow!

Everyone around Harry exclaimed.

Browder smiled silently beside him... Amazing Harry! Didn't forget to catch the Golden Snitch!

Think about it, whether it’s the first grade broom that was controlled and almost fell from the air and swallowed the golden snitch with your mouth, or the second grade was interrupted by an out-of-control wandering ball, you still have to use your left hand to catch the golden snitch All could see Harry's dedication to the golden snitch.

In other words, is it an obsession with victory?

Mrs. Hooch flew in the air above Harry. The first time she saw the Golden Snitch, she blew the long whistle at the end of the game, "Harry Potter caught the Golden Snitch! Gryffindor won 150 Points! The game is over!"

The whole audience was stunned!

Then... of course it all boiled.

"Harry Potter... Harry Potter... Harry Potter..."

Such shouts can't stop at all.

Because this is so handsome!

As for the Slytherin players who were still flying in the air, they were instantly depressed.

Lost again.

...

Harry himself was taken to the medical wing after showing the Golden Snitch himself.

Seeing Harry, Madam Pomfrey in the medical wing's first reaction was...impatient.

Why are you here again?

Harry couldn't tell it himself.

If last year can be considered as calculated by Dobby, then this year's situation is really his own voluntary.

Oh, maybe you can blame the **** dog?

After checking, Mrs. Pomfrey said to the others that Harry was not a big problem, as long as he rested for two days.

Draco Ron Hermione, of course they don’t believe... Harry was struck by lightning, okay?

Madam Pomfrey was so annoyed by them that she finally let go... let Harry stay in the hospital until the weekend.

Harry didn't say much. Just not let her throw away the wreckage of Light Wheel 2000. .

In this incident, Harry suffered the most

The blow was that his light wheel 2000 was burned out... it was really wreckage.

Harry knew it was a silly, and knew that Light Wheel 2000 could not be repaired, but he couldn't help but want to do it. He felt like he had lost a best friend.

In response to this situation, Draco patted his chest directly...He came to buy Harry's new broomstick.

Although Harry didn't say anything, Draco felt that Harry hit him to save him-catching the Golden Snitch was incidental-so of course he was responsible for Harry's damaged broomstick.

Ron and Hermione didn't know the situation, so they gave Draco a compliment... a good job.

But since you are buying a new broomstick for Harry, don't buy the light wheel series!

Buy the latest Firebolt directly!

Thinking of the latest Firebolt data, Ron's saliva flowed out.

But his words only got Draco's eyes.

Firebolt! How could he afford it!

And now you need to line up to buy Firebolt, OK? For next year's World Cup, many national teams have come to buy Firebolts. After a few years of orders, it is impossible for him.

Although Harry knew the firebolt was good, he wouldn't be extravagant... it was too expensive after all.

What Harry didn't expect was that the Firebolt would soon reach his hands.

After Harry entered the medical wing, many people came to see him, all intent on making him happy.

Hagrid gave him a bunch of centipede flowers, which looked like yellow Chinese cabbage; Ginny Weasley blushed when she came and gave him a homemade rehabilitation card. If Harry doesn’t take this card Close it and press it under the dishes or fruits, and it will scream.

Draco Ron Hermione only left Harry's bedside at night. But no matter what others said or did, Harry couldn't make Harry feel any better, because people knew only half of his troubles.

Harry didn't tell anyone what he saw ominous, not even Draco Ron and Hermione, because he knew Draco and Ron would panic and Hermione would laugh at him.

However, the fact is that it has appeared twice, and after both appearances, there have been events that almost made Harry feel anxious and almost died.

Should the ominousness keep pestering him until he really dies? Should he keep guarding against this beast for the rest of his life?

And when Harry was so anxious, suddenly someone came to see him again.

It's the coach of the British national team.

When Harry was playing, he was also watching Harry's state on the spot.

So now he is really full of praise for Harry's overall situation.

Whether it is Quiddly's technique or dedication to winning, they are all what he wants and what the national team needs.

Harry was embarrassed by his praise.

But these are not important, because Harry was stunned next!

Because the wide and fat coach who was about to catch up with Shanghai Ge took out a well-wrapped gift from his coat pocket... it looked like a broom packaging.

And after Harry opened the package, he was stunned to see a firebolt he was dreaming of now.

Firebolt is of course the standard equipment of the British national team! It just so happened that Harry's original broom was broken, so he could use this new one.

Harry was very excited about holding the firebolt.

That night, when Draco and the others came to the medical wing again and saw the firebolt that Harry was still holding, their jaws were really about to fall.

Harry, did you make this happen?

Give us another one too!

...

On Monday, Harry returned to the hustle and bustle of the school, which really relieved him.

There were too many little wizards who ran into his ward in the past two days, called Visiting him, to see what Firebolt looks like, and Harry couldn't bear it.

"If Snape comes to Defence Against the Dark Arts class again, I'll take sick leave." Ron said, and they had finished lunch and were about to go to Professor Lupin's class. "Hermione, go see Who will come to class."

Hermione glanced at the door of the classroom, "It's okay!"

Professor Lu Ping is back for class. He did seem to be sick. His old robe was even more loose when worn, and there were dark shadows under his eyes; nevertheless, when the class sat down, he smiled at them. And they immediately complained fiercely about what Snape did when Lupin was ill~www.NovelMTL.com~ which was unfair, he just came to substitute the class, why did he leave us homework?"

"We don't know what a werewolf is—"

"Still two rolls of parchment!"

"Didn't you tell Professor Snape that we haven't learned there yet?" Lupin asked, frowning slightly.

Everyone complained again. "Said, but he said we are too behind!"

"He didn't listen to what he said..."

"Still two rolls of parchment!"

Everyone looked righteous, and Professor Lu Ping just smiled.

"Don't worry. I will tell Professor Snape. You don't have to write that paper."

"Oh, no," Hermione said. Very disappointed, "I have finished writing."

Harry and Ron are laughing next to him again

The lesson was very enjoyable. Professor Lupin brought a glass water tank with Shinkpunk in it, a one-legged guy who looked like plumes of smoke, very fragile, and didn't seem to want to hurt people.

"To lure travelers into a swamp." Professor Lu Ping said, and the students took notes. "Have you noticed the lamp hanging on its front foot? Jumping ahead-people follow the light-so -"

There was a terrible creaking sound from the glass above Shinkpunk's head.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, everyone packed their things and walked to the door, Harry was among them, but...

"Wait a minute, Harry," Lupin greeted him, "I have something to tell you.

Harry folded back. Watching Professor Luhu cover the box containing the Shinkpunk with a cloth.

"I heard about that game," Lupin said, turning to the podium table and putting the book in his briefcase. "I'm sorry about your flying broomstick. Can I still fix it?"