Homecoming from Hogwarts

The roaring battlefield immediately fell into an eerie silence.

Everyone looked at the pale and thin Slytherin girl with a look of surprise.

Even the Slytherins couldn't believe that Astoria was unscathed by Neville's powerful blow.
No, Astoria was injured.

The sleeve of her left hand was completely torn, exposing her jade-like arm. The bloodstain on her arm was no longer oozing blood, but the torn sleeve was already soaked with blood!
Everyone present was moved by the sight of the girl holding her wand and breathing softly.

"Astoria!"

Draco finally came to his senses, he screamed, and then ran towards Astoria, while Pansy, Blaise and Nott also rushed towards Astoria at the same time.

Including Neville, the few people who had just confronted Slytherin and others hesitated and did not choose to stop them.

The four Slytherins surrounded Astoria. Draco took a close look at the wound on Astoria's arm, then turned his head and stared at Neville with a ferocious look.

"You should just stay down and not get up, Astoria."

Nott also looked at Neville sinisterly, then said with a straight face.

"It's just some flesh wounds, nothing serious."

Astoria shook her head slightly.
"My armor spell blocked most of the magical damage. In fact, I didn't faint, I was just pretending."

“What?”

Parkinson's eyes left Astoria's wound and stared with wide eyes at this school girl who was disliked by her because she was a little close to Draco.

"I was planning to wait for a good time—"

Astoria nodded.
"Wait for a good opportunity to thwart at least one of them, but they are all very vigilant. I am not absolutely sure, but I can't continue to pretend--"

Astoria's eyes turned to Fleur, who had lost all of her teammates and was now blue in the face.

Several Slytherins understood what Astoria meant.

Furong and her teammates were also coming for their group. If they didn't take down one of them by surprise, it would be their turn to be the one being besieged.

Astoria's stunning spell was quite powerful, and Fleur had to face the reality that Triana wouldn't be able to wake up for a while.

Slowly standing up, Furong tried to control her anger and said coldly,

"Give me back the Beauxbatons badge."

"Don't even think about it."

Draco had a cold look in his eyes and a contemptuous smile on his lips.

"You are doomed, Malfoy."

Neville took a deep breath and said,

"You no longer have the advantage in numbers."

"Who said that?"

Astoria looked calm and resolute, as if the injury on her left arm was not a big deal to her at all. She spoke before Draco did.

"I can still fight."

Hearing this, the expressions of the Slytherins changed slightly, but in the end they did not stop Astoria from speaking.

"Even if you join the fight, little girl, you still have no chance of winning."

Suddenly, another voice was heard from the dense forest. Victor, who had not yet exposed himself, led his team out of the forest, stepping deeper and shallower.

Durmstrang

The Slytherins suddenly tensed up, Draco's face darkened, and he said angrily

"It was Potter who took your school badge, not us!" "Ahem--"

Polyaco and Lancadel looked unnatural. Viktor also coughed twice and said with a stern face,

"But you are the enemy of all warrior teams, aren't you? If you leave here and wait for you to catch your breath, no team will be able to match you."

Draco's eyebrows twitched and he was speechless.

Now, the situation has completely reversed.

The Slytherin hunting group only had Draco, Pansy, Nott, Blaise, and Astoria, who had no idea how much fighting power she had left.

What they have to face is the complete Diggory's team and Krum's team with the core of Beauxbatons - Fleur Delacour.

All Slytherins fell silent. Judging from the current situation, there was no need for them to resist. Slytherin wizards would not do something they knew was impossible.

"give up--"

Looking at the surrounded Draco Malfoy, Cedric could sense his unwillingness.
"You are very strong, but it is meaningless now."

Cedric said.

The Slytherins were indeed strong opponents. Even if they did not have the advantage in numbers just now, their team might not necessarily win.

Pointless?

The fading fire in Draco's grey eyes suddenly flared up again.
"What gave you the courage to say that, Diggory?"

Draco looked fierce.
"If you really think you can get us off this easily, then come on!"

"Are you sure you want to go on, Malfoy?"

Neville frowned and said,
"I think the most important thing you should do now is to call someone to come and heal Greengrass."

"Don't bother, Longbottom."

Astoria said coldly.

Draco turned his head slowly, he first looked at Astoria, and after reading determination in her blue eyes, he looked at Pansy.

Pansy seemed a little hesitant about whether to go through another more brutal battle, but when Draco looked over, Pansy immediately made up her mind.
"I follow your orders, Draco."

Pansy said, looking at Draco's handsome face in fascination.

"Professor Blaine is from our Slytherin House."

Blaise said calmly,
"He passed on noble skills to us. Some incompetent people are not qualified to make us surrender."

Fleur and Viktor were so angry that their noses were crooked. They both knew who Blaise was referring to as the "incompetent person".

"I see what you mean, Blaise."

Draco pursed his lips and said, he took a deep breath and looked at the faces of his remaining team members one by one.
"The pure blood and the honor of Professor Brain must not be tarnished!"

The sudden roar scared the three teams surrounding Slytherin, and the five curse lights that came towards him in unison frightened Viktor to death!

Sa!
Five powerful spells with different colors, wrapped in thin electric light, pierced through the air and made a hair-raising shriek. Victor and his two teammates who faced this wave of attacks head-on were stunned by the five spells that blocked their escape direction, and they had no idea what to do!
"Armor protection!"

Just when the three Durmstrangs thought their appearance was a foregone conclusion, a savior appeared!

Luna, who was closest to them, had a strange light flashing in her silver eyes. She attacked almost at the same time as the five Slytherins. At the critical moment, she set up a magical barrier of the Iron Armor Charm in front of the three Durmstrangs, but -
Because of the distance, Luna's Armor Spell could only block two spells, but Viktor still seized this precious opportunity. He suddenly pounced to the right and knocked Polyaco, who was standing on his right, to the ground!

Boom, boom, boom!

After three deafening thunderclaps, Lancade, who had no one to help him, was blown away nearly twenty feet by the strong wind of the explosion, and then rolled a long distance on the ground before stopping. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive! (End of this chapter)