HP: The Moon Over the Magic Academy

Chapter 78 Madness

Harry, already standing on the stage, looked at Snape with a earnest expression.

Snape's forehead veins throbbed, and the name he was about to say slipped out: "Draco Malfoy!"

Landric raised an eyebrow, and the original plot point began again.

Draco's face contorted slightly, his pupils almost spitting fire.

The moment Snape called his name, the surrounding classmates even involuntarily made way for the fire-breathing Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Then Draco strode onto the stage with an imposing and arrogant air, swaying as he went.

They exchanged a glance, and the two of them immediately loathed each other.

Why should the latecomers surpass the former? Because those who came before were useless and didn't fight or compete!

It's all Malfoy's fault for fighting and grabbing, which is why the latter has been unable to rise to the top for so long!

Damn bitch!

Damn bitch!

The two, as if bowing to each other was like eating shit, didn't wait for the professor's instructions at all.

"Torn apart!"

"Extreme cold and permanent freezing!"

The young wizards in the audience trembled with fear.

"Flames are raging!"

Draco dodged Harry's attack with a somersault.

"Nuclear explosion!"

Landric's heart sank. It was all over.

With a ferocious expression, he instantly appeared in front, shouting, "Everyone, retreat!"

A blue barrier spread out from him.

Several Slytherins, whose attention was focused on Landric, quickly reacted and helped Landric stabilize his barrier.

Others with quick reflexes immediately pulled those around them back.

The red flames stopped a few centimeters from Landric's face, illuminating his face in a breathtakingly beautiful way.

Fortunately, Snape stepped in at that moment: "All curses are over!"

Snape's magic far surpasses that of Harry and Draco.

As the intense heat gradually subsided, the scene within the flames was revealed.

Lockhart slumped to the ground, and the blue light in front of him vanished rapidly.

Harry also had a silver barrier at this moment, even in his lifetime. Draco's violet necklace shimmered with blue light.

Landric was pale and swaying, the sound of collapsing sobs behind him making his head throb even more.

"The dragon has emerged from its cave!" Draco, his eyes red-rimmed, cast another spell at Harry as everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

A giant snake appeared and quickly swam towards Harry.

"Hiss... hiss hiss hiss, hiss hiss... hiss..."

Even Snape froze for a moment, glancing at Harry in disbelief, but his hands didn't stop; he quickly annihilated the snake.

The sound of the snake flicking its tongue was quite loud, and some of the young wizards behind Landric even forgot to cry, staring at Harry in fear.

The unexpected turn of events prevented Snape from immediately unleashing his fury on Draco.

Draco stumbled off the stage, even falling down in the process, before running over and hugging Landric.

"Waaah... Brother! Brother... are you... alright?"

The heart-wrenching cries made Landric instinctively hug the golden dragon in his arms.

"I am here"

Don't cry.

Two sentences, four words, blurted out instantly without thinking.

Landric felt a dull ache in his heart, but holding Draco in his arms, he couldn't touch his heart.

"Brother—, you're bullying me, boohoo...brother...Landrico!"

Landric's mind went blank, and he slowly looked up at the stage.

The moment their eyes met, Snape froze.

He resented him.

Landric didn't spare anyone else a second glance, picked up Draco, and turned to leave.

Several young wizards who still retained their senses stared blankly as the handsome silver-haired boy carried away one of the culprits who had caused this disaster.

No one dared to go up and stop them.

……

Landric returned to the Slytherin common room without any hindrance.

He placed Draco on the bed and said nothing more, simply letting the man hold him tightly around the waist.

He might know why Draco suddenly broke down.

But he didn't know how to comfort the little dragon in his arms who was crying so hard he couldn't speak, so he could only stroke his head again and again.

After an unknown amount of time, the person in my arms gradually calmed down.

Landric felt that the person in his arms had fallen asleep.

But then a murmur was heard: "Brother... no, please, take me..."