Chapter 27 Boys Should Be Tougher on Themselves

With the tactic of killing 800 enemies and injuring 1,000 of their own, Aaron and the college team fought for more than an hour and finally got the Golden Snitch one step ahead of Terrence, but the price was that his right arm was broken by the Bludger.

He shrugged one arm and exhaustedly controlled the broom to fly to the bottom of the court. His tense spirit suddenly relaxed. He almost couldn't stand still and staggered to sit on the lawn below.

Abe immediately ran over and looked at him worriedly, then turned around and showed a fierce expression to the six players who flew down one after another.

This was the first time it was angry, and several fangs were exposed from its mouth, and the sides of its clothes were slightly stretched.

Seeing this, Aaron immediately pressed his left hand on its back and silently shook his head at Abe who turned his head, asking him not to show his wings.

"I'm sorry! Seniors, it seems that I won this game by luck again." Aaron endured the pain in his arm and gritted his teeth to show a smile, "Everyone, don't forget our bet, don't ask me to participate in training, and don't commit fouls in the official game!"

No one in the college team spoke, even the arrogant Marcus remained silent.

Even if they were reluctant to admit it, they all lost to this freshman tonight.

There was only one reason, not as ruthless as him.

After Marcus was shot down, the remaining six players were shocked and angry, and immediately increased their "revenge" efforts.

Originally, they just wanted to wait until they had enough fun before beating Aaron down.

But they didn't expect this guy to be more difficult than they thought. He repeatedly survived in the cracks. When they began to feel tired in the later stage, they were a little powerless to block him.

In this way, he gradually had the opportunity to chase the golden squid. Although there was not much time, it was much better than preventing Terrence from catching it at the beginning.

That's fine, it's just a waste of energy! Whoever can't hold on first will lose.

Including Terrence, there are six of them, and the chances of winning are several times higher than Aaron's. There is no chance of losing.

But who would have thought that the other party would not play according to the routine. In the last few seconds before the end of the game, the Snitch and the two Bludgers were very close.

As a seeker, Terrence was a little scared in the face of this situation. He didn't dare to get close and could only follow closely behind.

But Aaron seized the opportunity and rushed over directly, grabbing the Snitch under the incredible eyes of everyone.

As expected, the two Bludgers attacked at the same time. Aaron narrowly avoided the first one, but was hit by the second one on his right arm. The "click" sound of the fracture was particularly clear on the court.

But he didn't say a word, and decisively stretched out his left hand to catch the Snitch and won the game.

Put yourself in their shoes, they don't have that kind of courage.

Because this is just an ordinary game, no, it's not even an ordinary game, they have no reason to take risks.

Even in a real big game, well! They don't have the courage to pay the price of an arm for a tiny chance of victory.

But Aaron did it, and he succeeded.

After more than two hours of competition, they don't think Aaron is brainless and can only grab the ball with a rush.

Obviously, he had already thought about what price to pay before he did it.

Is this really eleven years old? Do you have to be so hard on yourself?

Through this crazy move, the seven pretentious Slytherins also knew that Aaron was not something they could control.

"Since you don't say anything, I will take it as your acquiescence." Aaron slowly stood up and said.

"Don't worry, they will keep their promise." Snape said, then he looked at Marcus, "You know what to do before the Quidditch game!

You are the captain, I hope you can set an example. If you can't even complete this simple request, then don't say you are my student, Snape Severus."

"Got it!" Marcus nodded, he knew that they couldn't play tricks anymore, if they wanted to get good results, they had to train hard.

"Don't let me down." Snape said lightly, then supported Aaron, "Your condition is not very good, I'll take you to the infirmary first."

"Okay! I feel my arm is about to break." Aaron grimaced in pain.

"About to break? Mr. Gaius, you should be more confident, it is broken."

Aaron smiled bitterly, "If you were more reliable, Professor, and saved me in time, this wouldn't have happened."

Hearing this, Snape's face became strange, "You bumped into it yourself, none of us expected it, you can't hold me responsible!

Besides, didn't you yell for help?"

"Okay! You are right in this matter, I can't argue with you.

But, Professor, you really don't understand what humor is."

The two came to the infirmary, and Madam Pomfrey came over in a hurry. As an experienced school doctor, she knew what happened when she saw Aaron's arm, and said unhappily: "It's only been a short time since the start of the school year, and you, a freshman, dared to play Quidditch and broke your arm."

"Madam Pomfrey, I know better than you what's wrong with my student." Snape said lightly, "If you want to teach him a lesson, you should change the time!

It's almost curfew time, and I don't want to send him to the lounge again, so can you treat him quickly and give him the fastest effect."

"Hmph! Wait a minute." Madam Pomfrey said, and then went to the shelf to take a small bottle of red potion and handed it directly to Aaron, "Drink it, and then rest for a night, it should be almost the same.

But in the next two days, it's best not to use your right arm too much, otherwise you may have to do it again."

"Got it!" Aaron said very sincerely, and without hesitation, he grabbed the bottle and drank it in one gulp.

This medicine tastes weird, bitter and astringent, and it's extremely hard to drink, but the effect is immediate.

Less than ten seconds after drinking it, Aaron felt a warm feeling on his arm, and the pain was covered by a slight itch, and he could even do some light activities.

"Do you need a bandage for your arm?" asked Madam Pomfrey.

"No need for this."

"If you don't want to go to the lounge, you can recuperate in the infirmary for two days. I believe Professor Snape will prepare a note for you."

Aaron was a little tempted. After all, he was injured, and it would be great to be able to take two days of sick leave.

There are no particularly important courses in the first grade, and most of the knowledge can be obtained from books.

But looking at these empty white beds, it always feels a little weird in the middle of the night.

Although Hogwarts is not short of ghosts, this environment really affects people's mood. The beds in the dormitory are still much more intimate.

"Thank you very much for your advice, Madam Pomfrey.

However, I don't want anyone to know that I'm injured.

Besides, I'm not seriously injured now, so I won't delay the class."

Madam Pomfrey smiled, "Okay! Little wizard, since you are so opinionated, I won't keep you.

There are still twenty minutes before curfew, and you still have time to go back."

"Got it." Aaron said, and then got up and walked towards the door.

What he didn't expect was that Snape, with his expressionless face, actually sent him all the way to the door of the lounge without saying a word.

It can be seen that he cares about students, but he is extremely bad at expressing himself.

"Professor, if you don't always have a cold face, you will definitely be more popular than anyone else." Aaron said meaningfully.

"Heh! Do you think I'm concerned about you?

Don't joke, I'm just worried that you're lost or don't have time to get back to the common room.

If you're caught by Filch, it'll be a disgrace to Slytherin."

"Yes, yes, you're a professor, you're right." Aaron said hurriedly, and then made a gesture of invitation, but not to the inside, but to the passage on the side.

After all, this is the students' common room. If he invites the serious Snape in, many students will probably have nightmares tonight.

Snape snorted and left expressionlessly.

Aaron read out the password, opened the door, and walked lightly to his dormitory.

But he happened to meet Malfoy, who looked at Aaron with fatigue written on his face unexpectedly, "What have you been doing? Why did you come back so late?"

Aaron glared at him, "Thanks to you, Professor Snape wanted me to join the college team, so he dragged me over to take the college team test.

More than two hours! I'm almost exhausted."

Malfoy's eyes dodged, embarrassed and expectant at the same time, "You must have passed the test!"

"Of course, the seniors of the college team all agreed to let me be Slytherin's seeker."

"Great." Malfoy said excitedly, "With you, you will definitely beat Harry Potter."

Aaron:......

How much does this naughty kid hate Harry Potter?

But forget it, we are all eleven-year-old children, and the dispute of pride is just a joke.

"Ahem! We'll talk about this later.

You must keep my role as Slytherin's Seeker a secret. I don't want too many people to know before the official game."

"Don't worry, I'm always the most strict." Malfoy patted his chest and assured.

For some reason, looking at his confident look, Aaron felt that he could not keep the secret.