Everyone snapped

Thud!

The Bludger swung back around and slammed into Harry's stomach. He wanted to clutch it, but his right arm was broken, and his left hand had to control his broom.

Before he could recover, the Bludger struck his forehead. With Draco's mocking laughter ringing in his ears, he... slid off his broom!

At that critical moment, Madam Hooch acted, catching Harry Potter before he hit the ground.

"Oh, thank goodness! If you'd actually hit the ground, you'd have been in for a world of pain!"

Madam Hooch blew her silver whistle and shouted, "Seeker Draco Malfoy has caught the Golden Ball! Slytherin wins this match!"

Clutching the Golden Snitch, Draco flew excited laps around the stands, the other six green-robed players following close behind.

The more brazenly the Slytherin Quidditch Team flew, the more dejected the Gryffindor players looked.

"It's not fair! Someone tampered with that black ball. Otherwise, Harry would've caught the Golden Ball over ten minutes ago!"

Fred spoke indignantly.

Indeed, over ten minutes earlier, Harry had tracked down the Golden Snitch and even brushed it with his fingertips. Then the Bludger had suddenly charged at him, sending the Golden Ball flying away and almost striking Harry's wrist.

"Fred, stop complaining. We have no proof that Slytherin made the Bludger go out of control. Harry doesn't look right. I'll go check on him. You calm the others down!"

Wood landed his broomstick on the rain-soaked lawn. He stared in shock at Harry's right arm, which hung limply at his side. "What happened to your arm?"

"I'm not sure. Maybe a broken bone, maybe a torn muscle. Wood, I'm sorry. This is all my fault!"

When he couldn't beat Luo Bin, he could at least admit he wasn't as skilled. After all, everyone had seen Luo Bin's talent