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Chapter 131 Quidditch Match (Part 2)

Now that Harry's broom is dealt with, the next step should be Harry catching the Golden Snitch and winning. I'd better go check on Oliver first.

I wonder if I'll get a concussion. I walked to the pillar where Oliver was knocked down.

The person had already been carried on a stretcher and was being transported to the school hospital.

"Hand him over to me. You can go check on the other team members." I cast a 'levitation spell' on the stretcher.

"Okay, Senior Ayers, I'll leave Senior Oliver Wood to you." Every time they play Quidditch against Slytherin, there are a lot of wounded players, and those who help carry the wounded in the school hospital are always very busy. Now that the senior is helping, they will immediately go and carry other wounded players.

Watching the other young wizards leave, I simply dropped the stretcher and carried Oliver in my arms towards the school hospital.

[Jin: Ding—He carries his target Oliver Wood in a princess carry]

[Rewards: 100 Bond Points, 100 Experience Points, 10 Affinity Points, 100 Galleons]

Now look what's happened. He loves Quidditch so much, what if he gets beaten senseless?

I tried to carry him as steadily as possible. Luckily, the little wizards were still watching the Quidditch game at the stadium, so no one else could see me carrying Oliver like this.

They went all the way to the school hospital and gently placed the unconscious Oliver on the hospital bed.

"Mrs. Pomfrey, could you please check on Oliver? He just got hit on the head by a ball." After putting Oliver down, Mrs. Pomfrey walked in.

"Honestly, Quidditch, which is so dangerous, should be stopped. So many people get injured every year," Mrs. Pomfrey kept muttering to herself; she really disliked seeing anyone get hurt.

"Thank you so much, Mrs. Pomfrey." I listened to her rambling and stood smiling by the bedside, waiting for her to treat Oliver.

"He's alright, he'll just be unconscious for a while. Ayers, you stay here and watch over him. I'll go check on the other wounded." Madam Pomfrey used her wand to cast a few check spells, then told me that Oliver was fine, just knocked unconscious.

“Okay, thank you, Mrs. Pomfrey.” I led Mrs. Pomfrey out and then locked the door.

With a slight infusion of the bloodline of the Fire Phoenix clan, his hair instantly turned red like burning flames.

My Slytherin school uniform transformed into a black, tight-fitting leather suit adorned with red flame patterns, as if I myself were a burning flame.

The high collar of my leather jacket protected my neck and added to my mystique.

I wore black leather gloves on my arms, inlaid with metal plates that gleamed with a cold light.

I was wearing black leather pants that clung tightly to my leg muscles, showcasing my perfect figure.

Even his feet were now clad in black leather boots, the boot shafts standing up high to protect his calves and also adding to his handsome appearance.

It seems that each time you fuse different bloodlines, you get different clothes and appearances. It's like playing a real-life version of Miracle Nikki.

He bit off the leather glove with his teeth, placed it on the table, and took out his wand, the tip of which had a cluster of fiery red flames.

The flame was placed on Oliver's forehead, and the small flame immediately turned into a large flame that surrounded his body, but it did not burn Oliver's body or clothes.

Instead, his wounds began to heal. I gently sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and stroked his face, feeling his warmth.

Oliver, lying unconscious, parted his lips slightly, as if inviting me.

I hesitated for a moment, then lowered my head and gently kissed his lips.

His lips were soft and warm, making me feel incredibly happy.

I looked up at his face, my heart filled with love.

[Jin: Ding—Kissing the target of my pursuit, Oliver Wood]

[Rewards: 200 Bond Points, 200 Experience Points, 20 Affinity Points, 200 Galleons]

"Don't pretend to be asleep now that you're awake. Do you want another kiss from me?" I smiled and looked at Oliver's slightly flushed face.

"Ayers, could you get up for a moment?" Oliver shyly nudged my chest to help me up.

"Are you feeling better?" I sat up with a smile, stroking his bright red ear with my left hand.

"It should be nothing serious. I feel warm and comfortable right now." Oliver gently placed my fidgeting hands on his face.

"Do you want to rest here tonight, or go back to your dorm? Harry should have won the Quidditch match by now." I couldn't touch his ears, but his face was okay, so I gently stroked Oliver's face.

"Oh ho~ Harry is really good. By the way, Ayers, what's with your outfit? It looks pretty good." Oliver only came to his senses after hearing about the victory and noticed where he was and what I was wearing.

"It's because you fainted that I carried you here. Your teammates might come to see you later." As I touched him, my hand reached down to touch his Adam's apple.

"Ayers~ Itchy~" Oliver could no longer hear what I was saying; his attention was now focused on my hands, and he grabbed my wrist.

"Mrs. Pomfrey said you'll be unconscious for a while. Do you want to wake up now and go back to celebrate the victory, or pretend to be asleep and rest here for the night?"

I slowly ran my hand along his Adam's apple toward his neck.

"I'm awake now, let's go back." Oliver was getting a little hot from my touching and swallowed.

"Then get up and leave with me." I severed the fused bloodline, pulled Oliver into my arms with one hand around his waist, and lifted his chin with the other.

"Mmm~" I kissed Oliver's lips again, and he gradually narrowed his eyes.

I licked his tongue and circled it in my mouth, then pressed the back of his head and kissed him even deeper.

When our lips parted, Oliver's mouth was slightly damp.

"Be careful next time you play. If you're careless again, I'll kiss you until you faint," I whispered breathlessly in Oliver's ear.

"I understand." Oliver licked his warm lips from the kiss, his arms wrapped around my waist as he breathed softly.

After we had all calmed down, I stood up and reached out to help Oliver up.

After helping him and myself straighten our school uniforms, I opened the door to my room, which I had locked from the inside, and saw the Gryffindor team members walking towards us in the distance. It seemed they had come to see Oliver.

"Senior Ayers, we won the game! How's Senior Oliver?" After Harry caught the Golden Snitch and won, they were so happy that they remembered their teammate who had fainted, so they came over to check on him.

Yes, not only Oliver fainted, but another teammate also fainted, just not in the same room as Oliver.

“Oliver has woken up.” I stepped aside to let Oliver out from behind me.

Once he recovered, Oliver returned to his usual self and was able to calmly talk to Harry.