"Serve is valid." Although Hermione also felt that Draco's serve was unfair, no one had stipulated that it couldn't be used before the match.
Jack and Tom were immediately deflated like punctured balloons, speechless with bitterness. Since there were no rules to restrict them, the two could only look at each other with wry smiles and helplessly accept this reality.
The audience couldn't stop laughing at the expressions on the two players' faces.
The little flame that had just ignited in Jack and Tom's hearts was mercilessly extinguished by Draco's topspin serve.
The following matches became Draco's personal showcase once again.
Under Draco's relentless barrage of bizarre tactics, the two found themselves on the defensive, and all their efforts proved futile.
Even with perfect teamwork and giving their all, the two were powerless to resist and could only retreat step by step, ultimately suffering a swift defeat.
The final whistle blew,
The two stood there dejectedly.
"Why isn't there a rule against using these weird moves..." Jack muttered to himself, looking utterly hopeless.
"Actually, it's our own fault. In the first few rounds, he played quite normally, so we forgot that this guy is not a normal person at all..." Tom didn't have such a strong obsession.
Ultimately, it was their unremarkable playstyle in the first four rounds that blinded them. Draco deliberately held back his strength from beginning to end, so everyone assumed that he would only use the conventional playstyle in the doubles match.
"Don't be discouraged. You've already gone to four games against top players. It's been a back-and-forth battle, and you've had a lot of fun. Isn't that enough? Why are you so fixated on winning or losing?" Mary said with a smile, trying to comfort you.
Jack thought about it again and realized it made sense. Winning or losing was a small matter. It was a rare treat to have a few fun games, so he decided to let go of his disappointment, calm down, and enjoy the relaxation and fun after the game.
Becky, the victor, was ecstatic. Although she had basically won by default, a win was a win nonetheless!
Just when it seemed like they were about to lose, Draco used some strange tricks to carry them to victory. That feeling of turning the tide was so exhilarating!
"We won! We won!" Becky began to cheer and jump for joy, her mind overwhelmed with immense happiness and excitement.
In his moment of excitement, he forgot Hermione's stern warning against physical contact before the match, and he even forgot about the presence of the overseer.
Perhaps this is the opportunity she has been secretly hoping for?
Becky opened her arms, strode forward, and like a happy little bird, excitedly pounced on Draco, wrapping her arms around his neck and hanging on Draco.
Caught off guard, Draco had no choice but to reach out and catch Becky as she lunged at him, holding her waist to prevent her from falling.
He was suddenly enveloped in a warm, soft embrace.
Time stood still for a second.
Everyone's eyes widened, and their smiles vanished.
The next second, Hermione was indeed furious. The jealousy in her heart exploded, and her anger materialized and burned!
The person standing behind Hermione felt the temperature around them rise several degrees, and an invisible anger was rising.
"We won! Draco, you were amazing! Those last serves were incredible!" Becky exclaimed excitedly.
" Becky, you still have a tough battle ahead of you." Draco pushed Becky away from him slightly to maintain distance.
Becky glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.
Three dangerous "!!!" exclamations appeared.
Meeting Hermione's almost murderous gaze, Becky's excitement vanished, replaced by fear and the thought that everything was over.
In the end, only one thought remained in my mind:
There was a need to remedy the situation, and immediately at that. So, with lightning speed, Becky sprang off Draco, doing something that left everyone speechless.
Suddenly, she burst into tears and ran towards Hermione, sobbing uncontrollably. She stopped in front of Hermione and grabbed Hermione leg tightly!
" Hermione! Hermione, I was wrong! Waaah..." Becky buried her face in Hermione's legs, her voice trembling with tears, sounding utterly pitiful. "I didn't mean it! I was just too excited! I forgot all of a sudden! I really didn't mean anything by it!"
Hermione: "..."
Hermione, who had been simmering with anger, was stunned by Becky's sudden outburst of crying and clinging to her leg. She tried to pull her leg away, but Becky held on tightly. Hermione was both angry and embarrassed. "What are you doing?! Let go! What kind of behavior is this?!"
" Hermione, please forgive me. I was just too happy and acted impulsively..." Becky, her eyes brimming with tears, sobbing.
What promises did you make to me before the match?
"I promise it won't happen again!" Becky vowed, clinging tightly to Hermione's leg. " Hermione, please don't be angry~ Draco only has eyes for you, he just pushed me away! Please forgive me this once, please."
As she spoke, she rubbed her face against Hermione's leg.
Hermione froze.
She continued to sob:
"If you don't forgive me, I'll cling to your leg and refuse to leave today! I'll show everyone how cold-hearted you are!"
This shameless behavior left Hermione completely speechless.
I wanted to get angry, but looking at Becky's pitiful appearance, even though he was probably faking it, I felt like I was punching a cotton ball.
She wanted to handle the situation seriously, but the scene of her crying while hugging her legs was just too ridiculous. In the end, Hermione could only sigh helplessly.
"Alright, alright! Everyone's here, let go, what kind of behavior is this!" Hermione said, trying to pull Becky's hand away.
"So you forgive me?" Becky immediately seized the opportunity, her tearful eyes instantly extinguished, her change of expression astonishingly fast.
"Let go right now! Aren't you ashamed!" Hermione looked at her like that, unable to get angry, and could only say irritably.
"Okay!" Becky beamed immediately upon hearing this.
Then he nimbly let go, got up from the ground, and even helpfully brushed non-existent dust off Hermione's pants, praising, "I knew Hermione, you're beautiful inside and out."
Seeing her fawning attitude, Hermione was at a loss for words. She could only turn to Draco, her expression turning stern again, though the murderous intent in her eyes had mostly dissipated, replaced by a lingering hint of jealousy. "What are you laughing at?"
"I'm innocent, honey! This isn't my fault! She lunged at me, I was just afraid she'd fall..."
"You caught it," Hermione interrupted him.
"That was a conditioned reflex!" Draco retorted. "We couldn't just stand by and watch her fall flat on her face, could we?"
Having escaped danger, Becky immediately switched sides and sided with Hermione, saying earnestly to Draco:
"I wouldn't have fallen; I could have held on." The implication was that Draco didn't need to go through all that trouble.
"What the hell!" Draco was speechless. "You actually repaid kindness with enmity and betrayed me? That's so disloyal!"
"I'm trying to foster harmony in your marriage; I'm doing a good deed! Look how much Hermione cares about you!"
After saying that, Becky winked slyly at Draco.
Everyone was speechless at Becky.
But this logic is so compelling that it's hard to refute it for a moment?