Seeing Malfoy charging at him with a determined look on his face and his life on the line, Ivan was baffled.
Are you crazy!
Ivan simply did not understand how much his earlier actions had hurt Malfoy's young mind.
Even more unacceptable to Ivan was the fact that the remaining four Slytherin players seemed to have been inspired, and even the Keeper abandoned the door and charged at Ivan.
"Together, knock him off!"
"We can lose the game, but Ivan Hals must die!"
…
Ivan was speechless when he saw a large group of Slytherins approaching him. Why are they chasing me instead of playing ball?
Ivan had no choice but to ride on his five-star Cleansweep all the way, taking advantage of the fact that he was in experience card mode and had superb flying skills.
At one point, they flew so low over the obstacle course that many Slytherin players were scared to get too close, in case Ivan got them again.
Malfoy was the only one who almost ran into the barrier in his relentless pursuit…
George, Angelina, and the others also realized that something was wrong and flew over to help Ivan.
Unfortunately, even at their fastest speed, they were not half as fast as the Nimbus Broom.
"Foul! You're breaking the rules! Make them stop!" Captain Wood shouted angrily at Marcus.
"I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do…" Marcus threw up his hands to show that there was nothing he could do, and Fred was about to punch him.
Just as a fight was about to break out, the situation on the field changed. Harry, riding the Nimbus 2000, came to Ivan's aid and managed to pin down the two Slytherins.
This allowed Ivan to find his way to the Bludger and begin his revenge.
"Malfoy, catch!" Ivan cackled as he swung the bat at Malfoy with all his might.
The Bludger, which was the size of a man's head, closed in on Malfoy, who did not have a bat.
Fortunately, Ivan intervened, and Malfoy was able to react in time, dodging the attack a second before it hit him.
"Hales, you…" Malfoy was about to mock Ivan when he heard a cry of pain from behind him.
"Ah ~"
Malfoy looked over his shoulder and saw that one of the Slytherins that had been following him had been smashed by a Bludger and had fallen off his broom…
"What were you going to say, Malfoy?" Ivan asked with an amused smile.
The Bludger was not meant to be aimed at Malfoy, as it was difficult to hit a direct hit, but Slytherin, who was close behind, had his sight blocked by Malfoy.
"Don't forget, you don't have a ball to hit now!" Malfoy said through gritted teeth as he continued to ram Ivan.
Ivan was now swinging his bat, which was meant to be as good at hitting people as it was at playing ball.
Since the Slytherins were the first to break the rules, he was not stupid enough to stick to them.
Take that!
Ivan muttered to himself as he swung the bat at Malfoy.
Malfoy was scared out of his wits, and managed to get out of the way with a quick liftoff.
The tables were turned as Ivan ran after Malfoy, while the remaining Slytherins were held back by George, Angelina, and the others.
Their broomsticks, however slow, could not hold out against such a large force, and no one could come to Malfoy's aid.
However, Malfoy's broomstick was so fast that Ivan could not do anything about it.
"Hales, come on, keep going!" Malfoy noticed that Ivan couldn't catch up with him and started to float again, once more giving Ivan the finger.
"Ivan, catch!" Alicia, the Chaser, threw a Quaffle.
Ivan caught her drift, gave Alicia a thumbs-up, and threw the Quaffle at Malfoy, this time in the face.
"Harls, you're breaking the rules!" Malfoy threw his head in his hands and cursed, not caring that he had broken the rules himself.
The Quaffle flies past Malfoy, and in the distance, another innocent Slytherin lands…
"Bravo, Hals!" Alicia flew over and high-fived Ivan.
George followed suit, bringing the Bludger over for Ivan to play with.
Ivan, once again pretending to hit Malfoy, cleared the room…
This caused the rest of the Slytherin team to scowl at Malfoy, wondering if he was in cahoots with the opposition.
Malfoy had an innocent expression on his face. It was really none of his business. This had to be a plot by Harls to drive a wedge between them!
Soon, with everyone passing the ball and Ivan's Accuracy, Malfoy was the only Slytherin left on the field.
Outside the ring, Marcus watched the Slytherin players being hit one after another and falling heavily to the ground. His heart ached and he was close to tears.
"Foul, you're breaking the rules. Make him stop."
"I can't tell them what to do," Wood said, trying to suppress a smile. He did what Marcus had just done and spread his hands, indicating that there was nothing he could do.
Hermione, Fred, and the others vented their anger, and Ron kept his eyes on the sky to see what Ivan would do to Malfoy.
Malfoy noticed that he was the only Slytherin left on the field, and became flustered, but still shouted at the top of his lungs.
"What do you want?"
"What do you think?" Ivan asked with a nasty smile. He had deliberately warned Malfoy every time he played, hoping to save him for last.
Malfoy tried to run away, but George and the others were all around him, and he was surrounded.
Ivan took advantage of Malfoy's panic to accelerate and bring the broomstick to him…
Malfoy closed his eyes in fear, shielding his head with his hands, expecting to be struck down by Ivan's club.
However, Ivan grabbed Malfoy by the back of the collar, dragged him off the broom, and carried him through the air…