Here, too, Draco took up, but for some reason did not feel proud of the achievement.
- Defending against the Dark Arts!
After Quirrella hit the troll with a baton, he could not be cured and was eventually sent to St. Mungo's Hospital, because the professor had suffered serious head injuries, both physically and mentally. But the sorcerer from the Ministry who had been sent in exchange did not stutter!
- And now it's time for the decisive competition! - Harry proclaimed.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yes! It will be difficult! It will be extremely difficult so that we will have to ignite our Youth Flame at full capacity, otherwise, we can not cope! It will be a competition worthy of my opponent!
- Yes? - Draco asked again.
- First, we will fight in the possession of musical instruments! - Harry announced.
- Why? - Draco was wary, suspecting a trick.
After all, what can be so extremely difficult in musical instruments?
- The three-headed dog Hagrida-sensei, guarding the Forbidden Corridor, falls asleep from the music, and it is truly beautiful! - Harry almost cried with delight. - Instead of the brute force of the development of students' sense of beauty and ability to create music!
Draco choked in his mind, not knowing what to object, but Harry was already shouting further.
- And after him! An obstacle course for the students! For the best, for those who are eager to compete and burning with the Power of Youth! Dumbledore herself and other professors prepared it!
The dragon is not that choked, no, it can be said that he choked mentally, and fell to the floor, blue and suffocating. Pass the traps set by Dumbledore? Potter was completely insane!
- And in the end, a prize worthy of the Professor's generosity! The Philosopher's Stone!
Draco stopped suffocating in his mind and thought about it. The legendary philosopher's stone, which gives eternal life and gives the opportunity to create gold from anything? Yes, it was a prize worth fighting even Dumbledore's traps, but how did Harry know about it?
- How did you know about this?
- It's all thanks to you, my opponent! You've shown me my weakness - I'm weak in finding the ones who hid! - Harry screamed. - So, at my request, Neville, the koon, was hiding in the Forbidden Forest, and I was looking for him!
Draco opened his mouth, but immediately slammed, deciding that there was no need to specify the details.
- I heard a conversation between the Centaurs, oh, that's who to call for a race through the Forbidden Forest! And then Hagrid-sensei kindly shared his wisdom with me! And Hermione - the vat found all the information in the books, thanks to Pins-don in her boundless wisdom, and then ...
Draco felt that he was already dizzy and shouted back.
- Enough!
- Yes, enough words! It's time to compete! You are ahead of me, my opponent, twelve of your victories against my eleven, but I will not yield to you! And then our teams will fight and show their strength of Youth!
- Um," Draco muttered thoughtfully, but Harry didn't hear him.
- Harry put his toad in Neville's hands, and then cried out in the direction of Draco. - Hagrid-sensei gave me a flute, but it wouldn't be fair to use it! I propose to compete on the instruments that we will create ourselves with the power of our Youth and magic!
Neville almost wept with such nobility, and shouted.
- Harry! I know how to play the harp!
- And I'm on the piano! - Pansy suddenly said.
- Yosh! - Harry yelled out. - Let it be a competition of teams, so we will strengthen our spirit and together we will flare up!
- I don't mind," Draco said quickly.
The harp didn't magic, and then Hermione cried out in her hearts.
- I'll create a harp, and if I can't, I'll conjure up a grand piano! Creature of kifar maxima!
Part of the floor and walls suddenly crumpled, even the Cannon, who had been watching the eight schoolchildren with interest, moved back, wary of the lever. The harp came out huge, the height of the two Nevilles.
- I will be able to play it, and if not, I will be the best potioner and surpass Professor Snape, even before I finish my studies in Hogwarts! - Neville shouted, feeling the flame of the Youth Force bursting out.
In four hands, playing Neville on a huge harp, and Pansy on a miniature grand piano defeated the Gun and he fell asleep.
- Great! - Harry exclaimed. - And now, who will move his paw without magic?!
He had already run up to the paw of the Cannon, which had closed the hatch down, and began to raise it. Neville ran up and started helping, and Ron pulled out the stick.
- Wingardium Levios! - He shouted, but only achieved what Harry himself had soared to the ceiling.
- Ron!" Hermione's foot stomped. - Those dogs aren't magical, what were you listening to?!
Crabb, Goyle, and Draco ran up and hit, moved their paws, and then opened the hatch.
- As expected from my opponent! - Harry shouted from above. - Ron, let go!
Harry collapsed into the tunnel as if he were diving into the water, and Neville, crying out for battle toads, jumped in the wake, feeling the excitement of heaven.
To be continued...