All the members of the Gryffindor Quidditch Team landed on the ground and stopped in front of the Slytherins.
"Flint!" Wood bellowed. "This is our practice time! We got up early specifically for this! Please leave!"
The two of them immediately started arguing.
Wood insisted that he had notified Madam Hooch in advance and reserved the pitch, so the Slytherins had no right to be there.
But Flint produced a note specially signed by Professor Snape, granting Slytherin permission to practice that day and train their new Seeker.
Wood's attention immediately shifted. "You've got a new Seeker? Where are they?"
Malfoy stepped out from behind Slytherin's six burly players, followed by his two lackeys, Crabbe and Goyle.
Then Flint began showing off the generous gift from Draco's father: seven Nimbus 2001s.
By now, the other Gryffindor students in the stands had gathered around too.
After all, the people on the pitch were Slytherins, opponents who had to be treated with caution.
If a fight broke out, there were more Gryffindors, so they wouldn't be at a disadvantage.
Ron, however, might have regretted getting such a close look. He stared at the seven top-of-the-line brooms, wide-eyed with envy.
Malfoy was still loudly bragging about his father's generosity and sneering at the poor quality of Gryffindor's brooms.
Harley gave a bored yawn. This was her first time seeing such an idiot lay all the dirty dealings bare.
When the Loen Royal Family wanted to get their hands on some slaves, they went to great lengths to skirt the obstacles, entrusting the Demoness Sect to do the dirty work in the Southern Continent.
Then, to cover their tracks, they'd even turned a blind eye while the Demoness Sect caused the great smog in Backlund.
But these people took the cake. Slytherin's elite, supposedly