Harry's black hair was stirred by the fresh breeze rustling through the forest, as he wandered aimlessly. An hour had passed, and the even more scorching sunlight managed to pierce through the dense canopy, casting a bizarre array of shadows on the ground of the Forbidden Forest.
In response to the brave assistant of Busparkton, both teams fell silent.
Well, ever since encountering Malfoy, Harry had been contemplating this possibility in his heart.
The objective of the students during their PE class was not to kick all the warriors out, but rather to seize the shield in their hands.
However, Harry had been persuading himself that Professor Brenn wouldn't set it up that way, because if so, it seemed no team could win.
"Sorry, Fleur, we need to check -- "
From Hermione's solemn expression, it was evident that she was not completely surprised by the result.
"Do as you please -- "
Fleur was not as annoyed at this request as her teammates, instead she spun in a circle and then spread her arms, offering a teasing smile to Harry.
"Come on, Harry."
Unless I want to be discredited!
Harry muttered to himself, his face slightly reddening as he turned away. Ron then also turned his head away.
"Everyone turn to stone!"
Before getting near to Fleur and Yana, Hermione alertly turned them to stone. This action even made Fleur glare with displeasure.
After a moment of fumbling, Hermione quietly retreated and waved to dispel the stone from Fleur and Yana.
"I'm sorry--"
Hermione placed Fleur and Yana's wands on the ground, nodding apologetically. Fleur did not respond but merely raised her nose and gave a snort.
"Harry, and Ron, Malfoy and the others will be coming soon; we need to leave this place quickly."
Hermione waved at Harry and Ron. Harry quickly jumped over Fleur and caught up with Hermione and Ron.
But just as he was about to dash into the forest, Harry suddenly stopped. He turned his head and looked at the two girls standing by the stream, their hair disheveled and their clothes covered in mud, with uncertainty flickering in their emerald eyes.
"Wait, Ron."
Harry suddenly called out to Ron, and Hermione followed suit. The two of them exchanged a confused look towards Harry.
Harry quickly walked up to Ron and, reaching out behind him, opened the backpack. He took out some slices of bread and pies, causing Ron to gasp in surprise.
"Here you go."
Harry stuffed the food into Fleur's hands. With surprised looks from the two girls, Harry calmly said, "Eat something."
"Now that Malfoy has taken the school crest from you, there's no need to be anxious, is there? You can have something to eat to replenish your strength and take a break while you're at it."
He then turned around and left.
"You're helping our enemy, Harry."
The three of them were running frantically, Ron wrinkling his nose and speaking in a reproachful tone.
"After all, they're no longer a threat, are they?"
Harry said indifferently.
A faint light twinkled in Hermione's brown eyes.
In fact, Fleur's team was not without a threat.
Although they had lost the school crest, the fact that they had not been expelled from the game suggested that they still had a right to compete for the ultimate victory, which meant fighting for other teams' school crests.
However, Hermione did not point this out. She also appreciated Harry's actions.
As the game went on for over an hour, Hermione had already mastered some of the unwritten rules.
First and foremost, the most important thing was that, in addition to the four teams, the students in physical education were also fighting for the school crest. Only students from Slytherin had appeared so far. Where were the students from the other three houses, and what were they doing? This information was still unknown.
Secondly, from the perspective of Fleur's team, being stripped of the crest did not immediately result in their expulsion from the field; they still had a chance to turn things around.
Lastly. This was her guess.
The game would only end under one circumstance, that is when the crests of all four teams were taken. Thinking about this, Hermione's voice tightened.
"We need to hurry up, Harry, Ron -- "
Hermione's panting became increasingly heavy.
"Malfoy and the others have flying broomsticks. We must quickly get to the nearest team, take their crest, and leave before they fall into Malfoy's hands. Otherwise, if the crest falls into Malfoy's hands, we're done for!"
Hearing Hermione's reminder, Ron, who had been moving at high intensity and changing positions for an hour, clenching his teeth, struggled to keep up.
It was only when the three figures of Harry, Ron, and Hermione disappeared completely from their sight that Fleur and Yana finally snapped out of their daze.
Fleur glanced at the bread slices and pies in her hand, batting her eyelashes, a smile curling at the corners of her mouth.
"What an interesting little boy, isn't he?"
"It can't be denied that he has some of the Englishman's boastful gentlemanly demeanor."
Yana also shrugged and said that she would quickly move to the spot where Hermione had just stood. Only when she got back the wand that was taken away did Yana breathe a sigh of relief.
Turning around, Yana found Fleur had found a stone to sit on and was sitting there, combing her hair with her hands while eating the things Harry had given them.
"Are you really going to rest, Fleur?"
"His suggestion makes a lot of sense, doesn't it?"
Fleur placed the wand that Yana handed her between her legs and then handed some food to Yana,
"We don't have a school crest, so there's no need to worry about being caught, and if we want to take advantage of the situation to steal another team's crest, we need to make sure we have enough energy."
After pondering for a moment with a furrowed brow, Yana admitted Fleur's words.
She took a long breath and, while chewing on the bread slices, enjoyed the scenery of the Forbidden Forest for the first time since entering. She reveled in the pleasant warmth and intensity of the sunlight that had been weakened but falling on her face. However, Yana couldn't really relax.
"Do you really think we have a chance to win, Fleur?"
Yana turned her head to look at Fleur by her side. The girl, whose beautiful face was bathed in the golden silk-like sunlight, was so stunning that even Yana, as a girl herself, couldn't help but feel dazed for a moment. She pushed away the jealousy that bubbled up from her heart and said with a hint of unwillingness, "I really think we have a chance to win?"
"Judy was driven to despair by the darkness, leaving us the only ones."
Unaccountably, the calm and smiling face of Amortens flashed into her mind.
Fleur rested her hand on her cheek, with her long and slender fingers daintily tapping on her own delicate face, bathed in sunlight.
"How to put it"
Fleur pouted and said,
Fleur puckered her lips and said, "You've seen it too, Yana. The way Amortens designed this competition system is really interesting. Of course, it's also very difficult and tests many things, but I think that by obtaining more school crests, we can win the competition. This is a bit"
Fleur didn't finish her sentence and jumped up. Yana did the same, both looking in the direction of the howling wind. They waited until Malfoy and his team landed.
Seeing it was Fleur and Yana, Draco's face clearly showed a look of disappointment.
"Just from the map, it seemed to be you two?"
Although they were defeated, Fleur's expression could not hide her arrogance,
"Are you planning to return the school crest to us?"
The group of Slytherin students let out a low chuckle. They looked at the two Bionda girls with a mocking, playful gaze. Panacea fidgeted with her wand arm and smiled happily at Fleur, showing teeth.
"Do you seem to be unsatisfied?"
"You took the crest from us with a surprise attack and by having more people."
Yana said coldly,
"Why should I be satisfied?"
"Oh, if that's the case, I can give you another chance -- "
Not only did Panacea not get angry, but she became even more excited. She handed her flying broomstick to Astoria beside her, but Astoria only calmly looked at Panacea and didn't help her with the broomstick.
Malfoy, who was contemplating why the map only showed three light points, glared at Panacea disapprovingly.
"Don't forget the rules of Professor Brewer, Panacea. We cannot interfere with teams without school crests."
Hearing this, Fleur raised her eyebrows immediately.
Malfoy knew that the two from Bionda had heard him, but he wasn't particularly concerned. After a dismissive glance at Fleur, he mounted his flying broomstick again.
"Let's go -- "
Malfoy turned to the group of Slytherin students, a twisted smile on his face, and said,
"We'll go find the next one... I think I can smell Potter's scent."
So, several Slytherin students climbed onto their brooms, ready to search again.
The forest was filled with protruding branches. Fleur looked coldly at the Slytherin group, who were carefully avoiding the branches and slowly floating into the air. Suddenly, a glint of light flashed across her blue eyes.
"Target acquired!"
Next second, Fleur raised her wand, and her clear and beautiful voice echoed through the forest!
