Boom!
A powerful gust of wind sent Malfoy and Pansy flying.
Years of training allowed the two to execute perfect falls. They rolled across the soft ground, then darted behind two thick spruces.
Draco poked his head out from behind a spruce and swiftly glanced at the situation. The moment he saw it, fury surged into his mind, turning even his gray eyes faintly red!
In just one exchange, his team had lost three people, including Daphne. Now, aside from himself, only Blaise, Nott, and the young Astoria remained!
Whoosh!
A beam of blue light rapidly filled Draco's vision. He hastily pulled his head back. The spell grazed his fringe, scorching several strands of hair before striking the ground and erupting into a burst of flames!
Before he could say anything, an urgent shout rang out beside his ear!
"The non-Champion team is from Slytherin. There are five of them. Get Astoria out first!"
Then sharp whistling sounds began to ring out without pause!
"Longbottom!"
Draco was nearly drowned by rage. He and the continuously cursing Pansy immediately charged out from behind the spruces, but what they saw made Draco's boiling anger grow even fiercer!
Longbottom seemed to know he was difficult to handle. Wielding that gleaming Sword of Gryffindor, he charged at Blaise and Nott. His astonishing speed and elusive movements made even Draco secretly alarmed!
But that was nothing.
What truly infuriated him was that Cedric, one of the Champions, and that crazy Ravenclaw girl were pouring their firepower onto Astoria!
"You despicable Gryffindors!"
With an enraged roar, Draco charged forward with Pansy.
The instant Daphne fell into the trap, Astoria reacted. She immediately leaned out to look into the pit.
Daphne had not fainted. She had landed amid a cluster of soft plants.
But the strange purple