After the unconscious Harry Potter was carried away by Dumbledore on a stretcher, Madam Hooch blew the whistle and announced the end of the game. The Hufflepuff team caught the Golden Snitch and won the Quidditch game.
As for Diggory's proposal for a rematch, it was rejected by Madam Hooch.
Harry Potter's life and death is unknown, and the Gryffindor team suffered another crushing defeat, which is undoubtedly good news for Slytherin House.
On the way back to the castle, Albert even saw Malfoy, who was holding a big umbrella and was almost crazy with joy, directly removed the bandage wrapped around his arm and imitated Harry Potter falling off the flying broom, making several followers around him laugh.
"How ugly," whispered Isobel.
When most people thought that Harry Potter was dead, people still made jokes about him. I wonder how much hatred there is between the two sides.
To be honest, this kind of person is either stupid, bad, or both stupid and bad.
When many Gryffindor students saw this, they glared at Malfoy and his two companions, but no one went up to beat him up, which disappointed many onlookers around.
"It's normal for a kid who is completely spoiled by his family to do such a thing." Albert was not surprised at all. There were many similar guys in Slytherin House. If such people do not experience great ups and downs in life, it is difficult for them to wake up.
However, Malfoy's ugly face made Albert feel disgusted. He quietly raised his hand towards the laughing Malfoy, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly.
The big umbrella that the three of them were holding was blown away by a sudden gust of wind, and heavy rain poured down from the top of their heads in an instant, soaking Malfoy and his two friends.
“Hahahahahaha!”
Seeing Malfoy's miserable appearance, the Gryffindor students could not help but burst out laughing without hiding their gloating on their faces.
Amid the laughter of the crowd, the three Malfoys had no choice but to lower their heads and hurried towards the castle.
Once upon a time, Malfoy laughed at Harry Potter just as those Gryffindor students laughed at him, but he never thought that the person being laughed at would one day become himself.
Although the three Malfoys were in a very miserable state, Albert still had no intention of letting them go.
As a result, the three people who were running towards the castle accidentally slipped and fell into the mud, with a mouthful of muddy water in their mouths. Their dirty and unlucky appearance made more students around them laugh.
"You deserve it, disgusting guy."
George, who looked like he had been fished out of the water, spat contemptuously to the side, with an undisguised malice on his face.
Fred had already taken out his wand, ready to freeze the three unlucky guys in front of him so that they could wake up in the rain.
"Don't worry about them, let's go to the school hospital." Alia grabbed Fred and urged him.
"Will Albert come with us?"
"The school hospital can't accommodate so many people. Madam Pomfrey will definitely be angry." Albert comforted softly, "Don't worry, Potter will be fine."
"See you later."
The Quidditch players hurried back to the castle to visit Harry in the hospital wing, leaving Albert and Isobel to stroll leisurely in the rain.
"When did you master wandless magic?"
Isobel was very surprised to see Albert using wandless magic. Although she had long guessed that Albert could use wandless magic, she did not expect him to be so skilled in it. If she had not walked with Albert, it would have been difficult for her to discover that Albert secretly used magic to play a prank on the three Malfoys.
"I've been practicing all the time." Albert didn't lie, he had indeed practiced wandless magic for a long time and could barely use some simpler magic.
However, the ability to use wandless magic so skillfully as I am now is really all thanks to the selfless contribution of the black guy in Vagadu.
After Albert successfully completes the mission of "Frame the Player of Vagadu", he selects the skill of Wandless Magic from his skill panel.
Before that, Albert thought that wandless magic was not a skill but an advanced application of a spell, but he was obviously wrong.
After acquiring the wandless magic skill, Albert directly invested part of his experience to upgrade it to level three. After simple training and familiarity, he was able to skillfully use some relatively simple magic without a wand.
As for using advanced magic like the Patronus Charm without a wand, Albert couldn't do it yet, and he doubted that even Dumbledore couldn't do it to that extent.
After mastering wandless magic, Albert's strength increased significantly.
Wandless spellcasting and silent spellcasting are simply powerful weapons to harm people.
Most wizards wouldn't go out of their way to be wary of a wizard without a wand, just as most people would be wary of someone with a gun.
This means negligence.
There is a saying that goes, no matter how powerful a wizard is, he can be knocked down by a stunning spell if he is not careful.
At the beginning, the black guy from Wagadu relied on this trick to ambush people, and it worked every time. If Albert had not noticed the panel task, he might have also been tricked and eliminated.
As soon as the two returned to the front hall, they noticed Professor Flitwick coming towards them with the wreckage of his broom in his hands.
"Professor Flitwick, is that Harry Potter's broom?" Albert stopped in the hallway waiting for Professor Flitwick to come over.
"Yes, Potter's broom was blown away by the wind and hit the Whomping Willow." Professor Flitwick said helplessly, "He was unlucky. If it was just blown away by the wind, he could have used the Summoning Charm to summon it back, but the broom has become like this, I'm afraid he'll have to get a new one."
"What about those Dementors? Has the Ministry of Magic lost control of them?" Albert asked knowingly.
Isobel looked at Albert deeply, silently took out her wand, and helped the three people clean the water stains on their bodies.
"They are hungry. However, the headmaster has already dealt with the matter. I don't think similar things will happen again." Professor Flitwick smiled approvingly at the two most satisfied students: "I saw it all just now. It's amazing. Few people can master the real Patronus Charm at this age."
"Professor Flitwick, do you want me to take the remains of the broom to Harry?" Albert changed the subject. "I'm just about to visit him at the hospital wing."
"Thank you for your help." Professor Flitwick handed the wreckage of the broom to Albert and left.
“It really broadened my horizons.”
"It's not the first day you've known me."
"See you tonight."
Isobel knew that Albert needed to go and comfort his friends, and she also wanted to go back and change into clean and comfortable clothes.
When Albert was about to go to the school hospital, an owl suddenly flew into the hallway and immediately attracted his attention. He had encountered this kind of thing too many times. As expected, the owl circled above his head for a while, threw a letter at Albert's feet, and flew away.
Albert bent down, picked up the envelope, and walked towards the school hospital.
As soon as he entered the school hospital, Albert saw Madam Pomfrey directing the mop to clean the mud on the floor. The head nurse was obviously very unhappy that someone had soiled the floor of the school hospital.
"Professor Flitwick asked me to bring over the remains of Potter's broom. Is he okay?"
"It's okay, but he's still unconscious. Dementors have a great impact on those who can't stand being touched." Madam Pomfrey was quite friendly to Albert. "Go in, they are all inside."
Albert nodded slightly to Madam Pomfrey and walked towards the school hospital. Gryffindor Quidditch players were surrounding Harry's bed.
Ron and Hermione were there too, both very wet.
"Is Potter awake?" Albert asked.
"Not yet, what are you holding in your hand?" Fred stared at the backpack in Albert's hand curiously.
"Potter's broom,"
Albert put the backpack containing the broken pieces of the flying broom on the ground and explained, "Professor Flitwick just brought the broom back. I heard that it hit the Whomping Willow. As you know, the willow tree has a bad temper, so... Unfortunately, the Nimbus 2000 has become like this and can no longer be repaired. I'm afraid Potter will have to buy a new broom. By the way, why didn't Wood come?"
"He's probably still in the rain." Angelina said helplessly, "He's probably upset about this failure. He's always wanted to win another championship for Gryffindor."
"Wood really loves Quidditch. He will probably join the team after graduation!" Albert could understand Wood's thoughts very well. "By the way, if you don't want to catch a cold, you'd better go back and change your clothes before coming here. I just asked Madam Pomfrey, and Potter fainted only because of the influence of the Dementors."
“At that time, I was really scared.”
"You should believe in the professors' abilities. If you really fall off your broom, they will cast a shock-absorbing spell on you in time. You will be fine." Albert waved his wand, conjured up a bunch of cornelian cinnamon and put it on the vase. He patted Alia's shoulder and comforted her, "Don't be sad. We will win the championship."
"That's the best news I've ever heard," George muttered.
"See you later."
When Albert returned to the common room, he heard many students talking about Dementors. When he appeared, a group of people surrounded Albert and asked him how to drive away Dementors.
"The Patronus Charm is one of the more difficult spells to master."
Faced with everyone's inquiries, Albert did not hide his knowledge and taught the students in the common room how to use the Patronus Charm.
"Aren't you afraid that they won't be able to learn it and will instead blame you for cheating them?" Lee Jordan didn't think highly of those people. The three of them had studied for so long but still hadn't mastered it thoroughly, let alone the others.
"Will you blame me if you can't master the Patronus Charm?"
Albert took out new clothes from the closet and changed into them, then he took out the letter from Bud from his robe pocket, opened the envelope and began to read the contents.
"You know what? Some people are just so weird." Lee Jordan noticed that something was wrong with Albert's expression and asked in confusion, "What happened to the letter?"
"Read it yourself!" Albert handed the letter to Lee Jordan and reminded him, "Remember not to tell anyone."
After reading the letter, Lee Jordan looked at Albert in disbelief and asked in a low voice, "Does the Minister of Magic have a grudge against you?"