I wield a sword at Hogwarts

Behind him was a large sea of ​​green and silver people, and the swimming emerald snake was still spitting out letters.

The pressure was on Harry.

He watched there, said "Come on" to the team members, and then came over.

Ms. Huo Qi said: "The captains of both sides shake hands."

John chuckled and said: "I didn't expect to meet in such a situation."

He held out his hand, and Harry took it, but his palms were a little moist.

Harry quickly cheered up and comforted himself: "It's okay, this is Quidditch."

yes.

Quidditch.

He is the captain of Gryffindor.

Quidditch is not something you can just find someone to play.

Saying this, he regained his confidence.

Even Malfoy had never beaten him, not to mention John never participated in Quidditch.

"Get on the broom and listen to my whistle," Ms. Huo Qi began to count down, "three...two...one..."

Harry concentrated, and as soon as the whistle blew, the two teams kicked hard at the same time and rose into the air.

John reached the air first, and the uncontrollable speed of the Firebolt seemed to become as docile as a sheep in his hands.

His eyes swept over and saw the Slytherin team gaining possession of the ball first.

On the commentary desk was Ernie McMillan.

The famous Hufflepuff gossip, when he heard that John was coming to compete, he kicked Zachary Smith away.

"They set off. No one expected that the captain of Slytherin would be temporarily changed, let alone that John would appear in this venue."

Ernie was still talking and suddenly said excitedly: "Slytherin's Urquhart got the ball first, be careful, it's a Bludger!"

A Bludger was hit by Goyle with a stick and flew over Ron's head.

Two tall men were riding on broomsticks, grinning ferociously at Ron.

Urquhart is a chaser with excellent flying skills, and the trident tactic is launched at this moment.

Ginny hurriedly turned her broomstick to catch up. Urquhart grinned and passed the ball to Astoria.

"Stop her!" McLaggen, like the captain, shouted at Ron.

"Shut up!" Ron replied angrily, controlling the broom to snatch Astoria's ball.

Astoria pressed down on the broom and increased her speed, keeping Ron's hand just a hair away.

"In, the ball is in! Slytherin took the lead first, and Astoria Greengrass broke through the Gryffindor gate!"

Harry was originally looking for the Golden Snitch, but upon hearing this, he quickly looked around.

McLaggen loudly accused Ron of not holding him back.

He prayed that Ron wouldn't be angry and hurriedly continued looking for the Golden Snitch.

But the situation is not very optimistic.

Although Ginny was an excellent chaser and saved some of Gryffindor's losses, the trident failed over and over again.

Urquhart passed the ball to the third chaser Vasai. Vasai was chased by Demelza. He accelerated to a position and threw the ball in from McLagan's crotch.

"Another goal is scored, and the score reaches 120:50!" Ernie shouted excitedly, causing Professor McGonagall to poke his creak in dissatisfaction.

The familiar song rang out in the Slytherin auditorium.

"We came from a quagmire;

We long for rights,

We are full of ambition,

We are strong and calm,

We are elegant and self-possessed,

We never regret,

We are Slytherins. "

Harry's pressure doubled, and he knew that only he could reverse the situation.

Batter Perks hit a Bludger towards Astoria who was holding the ball. Astoria ducked and his windshield glasses were scratched.

Astoria lost her grip on the ball and was snatched away by Ginny.

She quickly caught up with him.

"Ginny Weasley is holding the ball now, oh, this beautiful girl, not only Ginny, Astoria Greengrass is also a beauty..."

"Even the chase is so enjoyable to watch. What? Draco Malfoy said he wanted to kill me?" Ernie was explaining passionately and received a death threat directly from Malfoy.

Ginny threw in a ball, much to Astoria's dismay.

Goyle and Crabbe saw this and laughed ferociously.

"Give her a Bludger!"

"good!"

Crabbe knocked away the Gryffindor batsman Gut who was about to hit the ball, and swung the bat in his hand hard.

The Bludger flew toward Demelza's nose, nearly knocking him off his broomstick.

Goyle on the other side also swung, and the Bludger passed through Ginny's hair and hit Ron's arm.

Ernie: "Hey, that one definitely hurts. Ron is swaying. He seems to be dying."

Ron's arm might be broken. He was sweating and gritting his teeth.

When John took a look, the competition below was getting more and more anxious, and his originally slow, strolling flight began to slowly pick up speed.

Taking part in the Quidditch match for the first time made him somewhat interested in playing.

"Try that one." John's eyes flashed.

He suddenly increased his speed and turned into a green arrow and rushed out.

Ernie discovered this scene and shouted excitedly: "John moved. Did he find the Golden Snitch?"

Harry was shocked when he heard this. He didn't care so much and followed John out.

Under the clear blue sky, two figures, one green and one red, were running quickly.

The figures of the two people continued to grow taller.

From the corner of his eye, John caught a glimpse of Harry catching up, with a confident smile on his lips.

Being used to the flying speed of meteor shoes, he could easily master the speed of firebolts.

When Harry gradually doubted the authenticity of John's discovery of the Snitch, he saw John use an extremely exaggerated bending movement to make the Firebolt draw an arc and turn around.

"Cheated!" Harry immediately understood that he had been cheated.

He was about to turn, but because he was flying too high, a gust of wind blew and he almost lost control.

He finally managed to stabilize himself, but was pulled away by a large distance by John.

John plummeted, his speed never slowing down.

"John lost control? No, no! It's the Golden Snitch!" Ernie's excited voice rang in the stadium.

Harry used his amazing dynamic vision to capture the flash of gold below.

Near the Gryffindor goal.

He quickly accelerated to catch up.

Being pulled away caused him to miss the opportunity, and he could only rely on speed to catch up.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them, and John's vertical angle was shocking.

Like a fallen arrow, the wind was cut on both sides.

John closed his right eye and turned into a gust of wind passing by the Gryffindor goal.

The noise gradually became quiet. John reached out his hand before touching the ground. The golden snitch crossed his hand and he was about to escape.

His hand turned into a poisonous snake and bit the golden snitch with precision.

When the Firebolt was about to hit the ground, he adjusted and jumped slightly.

The moment he landed, he kicked the Firebolt 90 degrees, flying flat, and landed firmly on it again.

He completed the almost bizarre operation smoothly, and easily opened his hand to grab the snitch.

The golden snitch soared in his hand and was caught again.

Time seemed to be frozen, and everyone was shocked by John's operation just now.

John stood on the Firebolt, opened his hands in the wind, and chuckled: "Now, you can cheer."

All the tension that I had been holding my breath was released at this moment.

Even the auditorium was shaking, showing their excitement.

In the Slytherin stands, I don’t know when the song of glory that became Slytherin sounded.

Green fireworks exploded and everyone cheered.

Ernie came back to his senses and shouted in a shocked and unbelievable tone: "John caught the snitch and killed the game. I can't believe that at that angle, he was unscathed——!"

"There is no embarrassment, no mud, he is elegant and self-possessed, and always maintains a kingly demeanor! John Wick——!"

The speed of the Firebolt slowed down, and John stepped on the Firebolt and opened his hands in the air, with a sea of ​​green and silver people behind him.

Green fireworks and ribbons flew, Luna's scarf neighed, and a loud noise shook the stands.

"Glory to Slytherin—!"

Harry stopped flying and landed slowly with the Gryffindor team members.

They looked up from the ground to the man in the sky, like subjects looking up to their king.

The score is set.

310:120

Yeah, glory to Slytherin.

John Wick tells everyone with his actions.

I am the glory.

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Chapter 447 Vampire at the Banquet

No one could imagine why John flew so well.

Gryffindor returned to the dressing room, their heads hung in despair.

Ron said blankly: "It shouldn't be, why is this happening?"

At this time, he thought that since he drank the elixir of good fortune, everything should go well.

Or is Slughorn's elixir a complete failure?

Hermione suddenly burst in with the Gryffindor scarf in her hand, and she didn't know what to say to comfort her.

Losing to Slytherin would make people unwilling, but losing to John seemed so reasonable.

She stepped forward hesitantly and said, "Harry, Ron, are you okay?"

"No!" Ron choked, "Why, are you going to expose us? Or laugh at us? You can't win even with the Elixir of Fortune."

He was irritable, already irritable.