I wield a sword at Hogwarts

Since joining Puddlemere United, he has found himself being used as a substitute.

How could this keep Malfoy from being angry.

As the majestic Slytherin Seeker, is it okay for you not to give me a starting Seeker?

He must let these players know what Slytherin's devil training is.

then……

Malfoy was training while the Puddlemere United players were training.

While the Puddlemere United players rested, Malfoy trained.

While the Puddlemere United players ate, Malfoy was training.

While the Puddlemere United players showered, Malfoy was training.

While the Puddlemere United players were sleeping, Malfoy was... also sleeping, but he was the first to arrive the next day.

"Damn what a monster he is."

As the captain of this ancient Quidditch club, Aspen Sandberg looked at the guy who never rested in his sight, and couldn't help but wonder if the other guy had several brothers.

Under such crazy devil training, Malfoy's flying skills are constantly making breakthroughs.

During the team's daily scrimmage training, he picked off the Golden Snitch in front of official Seeker Rush Orlando.

"Farke!"

Rush Orlando cursed.

As a seeker, he has always been the team's ace, but today he lost the Golden Snitch to a guy who just graduated from school.

He had a bad temper and dropped his broom on the ground after flying.

"Rush, he's just lucky." Aspen hurriedly tried to persuade him.

"A novice always has good luck a few times. I saw the golden snitch appear over there."

He needs to stabilize Rush. There will be a game in a few days. The previous victories were brought about by Rush picking off the Golden Snitch.

He didn't want anything to go wrong this time.

But the more people are afraid of something, the more something will appear.

Rush thought about it, the distance just now was just because Malfoy had an advantage, plus good luck...

He looked better, and Aspen breathed a sigh of relief.

"No way, no way?" Malfoy's harsh voice sounded, and he slowly came down on his broomstick. He held the golden snitch with two fingers and said sarcastically, "Is there anyone who can't fly as a substitute?"

"Puchi, if I were you, I wouldn't listen to nonsense like luck."

"Luck? You might as well say that I used magic on this Golden Snitch."

"I can tell you that I got an 'O' for Magic."

Malfoy sneered at the two men's words.

luck?

Appear next to yourself?

Why don't you say that in my face.

That thing obviously flew over Rush's head.

He didn't see it, and Potter would have captured him long ago.

Still professional.

"Shut up, Malfoy!" Aspen saw Rush's bad expression and roared, "There is no place for you, a substitute player, to talk here!"

"Tch, the weak should be eliminated. I knew it at Hogwarts, but you haven't learned it well at all." Malfoy didn't care who you were, he mocked, "Strength is supreme, the weak go down, the strong come up. That's my standard in Slytherin."

"A school team, do you know the value of professional golfers?" Rush said angrily, "It's just good luck!"

"Ah, yes, yes, I am lucky. Your skills are not as good as letting Potter fly," Malfoy said scornfully, "You have to recognize your skills and stand at attention when you are beaten. Didn't your captain teach you?"

Wait, Captain?

Isn't that me?

Aspen was also included in the attack range, and he roared with a sullen face: "Malfoy, from now on, you can't step into the practice field!"

"Am I giving you face?" Malfoy was also angry, "If you lose, you lose. If you defend him, is he your boyfriend?"

"This team doesn't allow the strong to take the position, but keeps the weak in their positions?"

"get down!"

No one could keep calm under Malfoy's taunts, and Aspen and Rush were in a rage.

When Malfoy saw it, he flew down and threw the broomstick into the arms of another substitute.

Looking at the two people who wanted to beat him up, he strolled over, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "I'm coming down, what next?"

"I can't bear it anymore!"

Rush angrily rushed forward and punched the face that deserved a beating.

In the past, he was the main force of the team, and no one would let him score three points.

The oldest team is good, but it has failed to win the championship many times over the years.

The clubs treated Rush as a treasure.

He wants to beat someone up, who can stop him?

Malfoy was different. He didn't stop him and just beat him.

Rush flew back directly, and Malfoy said scornfully: "You can't fly, and you can't fight. What do you think you can do?"

Aspen was stunned and his mind went blank.

He really fought.

Rush was kicked unconscious.

"It's just a thin dog. It's not as good as Potter. It can't stand a kick."

"You are fired!"

Aspen roared, "Get off the team!"

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Malfoy stared at him and said, "Think clearly."

"Yes, that's right, get out!"

Aspen doesn't even know why the club hired someone like this.

Malfoy turned around and left without any hesitation.

I don’t want to leave you here, I have my own place to stay!

…

Chapter 686: Crooked God of War Malfoy, Manor Reception

"Expelled?"

John suddenly looked strange when he saw Malfoy complaining about the badge.

"Who is so brave?"

Was the man who fired Malfoy blind?

Didn't see his last name?

His father was Lucius, the first chairman of the Quidditch Wizarding League.

If you offend him, won't you push the team into a pit of fire?

John almost wanted to applaud the person who said he should be fired.

Others didn't know, but John could guess that the guy was going to be scolded bloody.

because……

Lucius, who had just chosen the position of chairman, was sitting on the sofa, holding a cane engraved with three stars in his hand.

He looked at John's strange expression strangely, as if there was something unexplainable.

However, in his joy, Lucius chose to give up worrying about this issue for the time being. He said with a smile on his face: "Tonight, I will hold a club reception at Malfoy Manor. If Mr. Wick is free, please come over. "

Club reception?

Club principals across the country will be passing by.

John smiled and nodded: "I will go there."

"That's great." Lucius looked happy. He thought of his son again and said with pride, "I believe Draco's skills should be reused in the team at this time."

"Yeah." John nodded, taking it seriously. After all, he was fired in front of everyone.

I just don’t know how Lucius would feel when he knew that his son was being squeezed away.

Wait until evening.

John used the wand in front of the mirror to change the color of his clothes to purple and then to green.

Tang Mi looked at his master with a smile on his face and didn't understand why he was so happy.

"Sir, why are you laughing?"

"I think of happy things."

Tang Mi: "..." Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

Putting on a gorgeous green robe, John smiled at Tang Mi and said, "There is a show to watch tonight."

After saying that, John walked out of the manor.

A noble carriage pulled by a Thestral was waiting there.

He walked inside and the Thestral ran a short distance and then flew up.

…

Malfoy Manor.

This manor has added a lot of nobility to its original luxury.

The white peacock chirped beautifully.

There was a lot of traffic in the manor.

Carriages drove into the manor.

Among them were cars belonging to Puddlemere United.

In the carriage, the current person in charge, Handin Puddlemere Jr., was telling the team captain Aspen: "This chairman is a face-saving person, so don't offend him."

"I understand, Mr. Puddlemere." Aspen nodded hastily.

After all, anyone with a discerning eye can see the huge benefits this league has.

The other party is the first chairman and has a historic status.

Nothing good will come of offending him.

The current Puddlemere United team has an ancient reputation. In important leagues, their strength has always been neither good nor bad, which makes it uncomfortable.

The ranking is only fourth.

If they fail to win the game two days later, they will lose the qualification to compete in the finals.

This made little Han Ding a little anxious.

Dressed in finery, the people in charge stepped out of the carriage.

Most of them know each other, and some of them have grudges.

But this time I have to give Lucius face, so he won't get angry.