I swung a sword at Hogwarts

But it was no big deal, the remaining soul potion was enough to last until John healed his hand.

He also did not forget to look for Sirius, and would occasionally transform into his Animagus form to search for him.

Once he almost scared the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest, and also made Sirius Black fearful wherever he went.

Smell is a factor in determining territory in the wild, and John wandered around, making Sirius think it was a dragon marking its territory.

John didn't know it yet, but he had scared Sirius quite a few times by not finding him.

After that, he simply stopped looking and held the live map every day. Anyway, the other party was looking for someone, so it would be better to just sit back and wait instead of searching aimlessly.

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Chapter 157 Firebolt and Firebolt

In April, sensible students have already started preparing for exams.

Tom was holding a wand-shaped teether in his mouth, a defective product that John had failed to make.

I thought it would be a shame to throw it away, so I just used it as a teeth-grinding tool for Tom.

I have to say the quality is very good. Tom has been chewing on it for more than a year and the teether is still strong.

Glancing at the dog that had been grounded for two months, John picked up his book and left.

Tom wagged his tail and tried to follow, but Basil spread his wings exaggeratedly, causing him to shrink back.

Daphne saw John coming out and came to his side very naturally, and asked with some concern: "Why don't you let Tom come out?"

In the past, John always let the dog out to roam around, but now it has been locked up for two months, which shows that John is really angry.

"It lost a wand and needs to take responsibility."

When they reached the auditorium and John sat down, Daphne skillfully took out her new work.

This time, he was still learning about oriental cuisine, and even asked an overseas wizard to get him a set of equipment.

"This is called rice noodle rolls, a type of breakfast in China."

Daphne was very proud. This time she did not fail, but was very successful.

John also showed interest when he heard it. He had eaten strawberry pizza and other things during this period. This rice roll shouldn't be made with fruit, right?

Although I have no sense of taste, it is nice to be able to taste the familiar taste.

Her expectant eyes fell on the lid, and Daphne opened it with confidence.

"...Daphne, tell me honestly, who did you learn to cook from?"

John stared at the plate of chocolate-filled rice rolls numbly, feeling mixed emotions.

Daphne looked puzzled. She had tasted it herself and found it very sweet and delicious.

"I bought the recipe from a wizard named Chen. What's wrong?"

John said sincerely: "Can you tell me his home address? I have some special products to send to him."

John made up his mind that once he knew the address, he would ask Tang Mi to bring people to kill the bastard.

Tell Lao Tang that I want to eat fish.

Daphne tilted her head and said in a silly way, "I don't know where he lives."

Well, that's a shame.

We could have killed a cruel guy for the Celestial Empire, but unexpectedly he escaped early.

Judging from his appearance, this level of proficiency has been acquired over a period of time.

Malfoy ran over, his eyes somewhat guilty and evasive, as if he had done something sorry to John.

"John, I heard that Tom lost your wand?" He looked unnatural, and was shy like a virgin. "It's not serious, why don't you put it away?"

John looked surprised. When did Malfoy start to care about his own dog?

Could it be that I didn't have time to walk the dog some time ago, and he developed feelings for the dog after walking it a few times?

With a cold expression on his face, John said calmly, "If you do something wrong, you will be punished. Do I need to reiterate this point?"

Malfoy forced a smile and ran to another table.

"What's wrong with him?" John turned his head and asked Heinrich, who was silent, without caring.

Heinrich paused, looked in another direction, and said, "Today is the Quidditch final between Slytherin and Gryffindor."

John suddenly realized that it was not surprising that Malfoy ran to his teammates to discuss tactics.

Heinrich's eyes were still fixed on him, and John followed his gaze as the Weasley twins lowered their heads.

"You don't want to send someone to the school hospital before the game, do you?"

Seeing the violent look in Heinrich's eyes, John knew what he was thinking.

The exposed Heinrich nodded without hesitation, with a mad look in his eyes, and said: "Glory cannot be declined."

He seems to be unscrupulous and everyone believes he is a Death Eater.

John rubbed his head with a headache and said, "They are Percy's brothers. You shouldn't be like this."

In the end, it was the Star Society, which was united in honor and disgrace, that suppressed Heinrich's crazy idea and let Percy know that if he did so, the two of them might turn against each other.

Maybe God is optimistic about this game.

Today's weather is sunny and a little breezy, but it's not a big problem.

The two teams arranged their tactics in the locker room.

John saw Cedric coming over with a bad look on his face.

"Cho Chang is going to cheer for Gryffindor."

He said, somewhat embarrassed.

John thought so too. Qiu Zhang was bumped by Malfoy at least eight times and dragged three times during the Slytherin match.

Now she is asked to cheer for Slytherin, with so many fouls, no one would be happy about it.

"We respect her choice. It's just a ball game. It won't affect your 'friendship'."

The word friendship is so special. John smiled and Cedric nodded, but his ears turned red.

Just before it started, Daphne and Pansy came over.

Just now Pansy took her best friend to the locker room to cheer for Malfoy.

Daphne naturally sat next to John, and Pansy came over and said angrily: "The commentator is from Gryffindor, it will damage the morale of the team."

She spoke angrily, and John looked over to see Lee Jordan, a famous Slytherin troll, sitting in the commentary booth.

After thinking for a while, John said to a dark-skinned Slytherin student behind him, "Blaise, please go and call Ernie. I have something to talk to him about."

Blaise Zabini nodded excitedly, not expecting John to talk to him.

Not long after he left, Ernie MacMillan from Hufflepuff came over.

John took them to find Professor Snape.

"Professor Snape, I think there are many factors that affect the fairness of the game. If the commentary is biased towards one side, it is unfair to the other side."

He said righteously: "So I suggest that another college be the interpreter."

With that, he pushed Ernie McMillan out.

Ernie swallowed hard, seemingly not expecting John to throw him to Snape.

Snape glanced at Ernie MacMillan calmly and said noncommittally, "That makes some sense. I will discuss this with Professor McGonagall."

Ernie was left behind and sat behind the commentator. Snape gave Lee Jordan a death stare that made his body tremble.

The two teams walked out of the locker room, and the Firebolt in Harry's hand attracted everyone's attention.

Through the match with Ravenclaw, the whole school knew about this flying broom.

Harry's little vanity was satisfied, but he didn't relax at all about the competition.

Ron said, "We're going to win. Malfoy's Nimbus 2001 can't catch up with the Firebolt."

He was very proud, as if he were the one flying on the broom.

Hearing his words, Hermione subconsciously looked for John.

The next second, thunderous cheers broke out from the direction of Slytherin.

Hermione looked at the court in a daze. The Slytherin players walked out of the locker room. The most eye-catching thing was the brand new Firebolt in Malfoy's hand.

Malfoy walked in front, and even Marcus Flint followed consciously behind him.

The stars hold the moon.

The six Nimbus 2001s and Firebolts became the focus of the entire event.

Malfoy raised an eyebrow at Harry smugly, as if to say that you are not the only one with a Firebolt.

Ron yelled, "No way, how could he have it!"

This was a difficult thing to accept, and Gryffindor was completely silent.

The advantage of the Firebolts that they regarded as weapons was no longer effective, and the situation of one king against seven generals turned into one king against another.

The outcome of this game can only depend on Harry.

Gryffindor's equipment is far inferior to the six Nimbus 2001s, so Harry can only pray that he catches the Golden Snitch.

Game start.

The broomstick took off.

Malfoy stopped not far from Harry and sneered provocatively: "Potter, you are not the only one who can get all kinds of help."

Malfoy almost gritted his teeth when he said this.

Why does Harry Potter have all these privileges, joining the Quidditch team in his first year and having a broom given by Professor McGonagall?

As soon as he joined the team, he became the core of the team.

He had to rely on his father's financial support to join the team, and had to endure other people's criticism when the team lost.

Is it just because he is the savior?

Or was it because Dumbledore liked him?

Bonus points flowed like water. If it weren't for John, Slytherin's glorious nine-game winning streak would have been gone long ago.

Slytherin has no Dumbledore.

but……

We have John!

Recalling my daily training, I did not dare to slack off and practiced spells even during the holidays.

Malfoy took a deep breath, his eyes becoming firm.

Harry felt that Malfoy had changed, or rather, Malfoy had been changing, but he just didn't pay much attention to him.

My body got stronger, my flying skills improved, and my performance improved.

Unconsciously, Malfoy has changed so much.

There was no more words, and the two of them were more serious than ever before.

The battle between the two teams was also very intense. Slytherin's dirty ball was met with Weasley's sneak attack, and the two sides almost fought.

Wood serves as Gryffindor's goalkeeper. He has great skills and even with Nimbus 2001, it is difficult to break the goal.

Slytherin Chaser Montague fouls Katie, preventing her from taking the Quaffle.

Lee Jordan was so excited during his commentary that he even forgot the head of Slytherin was behind him, and all sorts of despicable and shameless words popped out of his mouth.

Professor McGonagall looked grim, and Snape pulled Lee Jordan away with a cold face and pressed Ernie MacMillan into his seat.

"If you can't make a fair and impartial evaluation, then find someone else." Snape's sharp eyes like a knife made Lee Jordan remember him.

Professor McGonagall couldn't say anything because Lee Jordan was indeed biased.