I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Harry silently brushed off the grass and dirt on his body. Malfoy flew down on his broomstick with a mocking look on his face.

"Potter, what a shame you changed the goalkeeper. Compared to the previous guy, Ron Weasley is like a sieve, isn't he?"

Hearing Malfoy insult Ron, Harry roared angrily: "Shut up!"

"Hey, if he wasn't wearing a red uniform," Malfoy exclaimed, "I would have thought he was from Slytherin."

"I thought I could write a song praising his great act."

Harry saw Ron fall from the goal and walk slowly back to the locker room alone, looking lonely.

He was extremely angry, and Malfoy was still angry.

"He always puts the ball into the goal, blessing us to win this game." Malfoy was very annoying and hummed an impromptu tune.

The other Gryffindor players fell down one after another, and when they heard Malfoy singing there, they glared at him.

As he sang, Malfoy made the pitching motion again.

Crabbe landed just in time and immediately imitated Ron's frantic movements.

This caused the Slytherins to laugh.

Harry's eyes turned red and he rushed towards Malfoy with a growl.

Not just him, but the Weasley twins as well.

Although they teased their younger brother Ron, they couldn't bear to see others humiliating Ron.

Angelina wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Harry was closest to Malfoy and punched him with his clenched fist.

Malfoy grinned, stepped back and dodged, grabbed Harry's sleeve and pulled hard.

Harry staggered and couldn't help falling backwards.

Malfoy ducked again to avoid the twins' coordinated blows, punched George in the face with his left fist, and kicked Fred in the stomach with his right foot.

Fred hugged his leg in pain, and Harry took the opportunity to stand up and hug Malfoy's waist.

Malfoy kicked Fred's shoulder with his left foot to break free, and then swept his leg to knock down Harry who was coming from behind.

Malfoy took out all his resentment for being beaten by John last time on Harry.

The twins still want to help, but Crabbe and Goyle appear, one with a wild boar charge and the other with the strength of a bear, each taking one away.

By the time Madam Hooch came over with her wand and separated the four people, the three Gryffindors had bruises on their faces.

There was blood at the corner of Malfoy's mouth, from being hit on the head by Harry just now.

Goyle and Crabbe grinned and wiped their bloody noses.

"I've never seen such behavior!" Madam Hooch was shaking with anger. "Go back to the castle and go directly to the headmaster's office!"

The crowd in the stands was so excited that they seemed to want to join the fight themselves.

The people who were fighting were forcibly taken back to the dean's office.

Malfoy walked in front with Goyle and Crabbe, head held high and chest puffed out like a victorious rooster.

Astoria leaned against her sister and said worriedly, "Are they going to be okay?"

"Unless Snape is under the Imperius Curse," John chuckled, "they'll be fine."

Malfoy lived up to his long training and could beat three Harrys with his fists and feet.

I don’t know what Harry was thinking, he actually used his fists on Malfoy.

Doesn't he know where the two marks that are almost like roads on the edge of the Black Lake came from?

As John said, Snape had no intention of punishing Malfoy and the other two. After all, they were not the first to take action.

And Crabbe and Goyle learned their lesson. Instead of fighting, they separated the twins.

On the other hand, not only did they lose the game, they even started a fight.

It’s bad enough that I fought, but I actually lost!

Professor McGonagall's face turned frighteningly pale, and she wanted to make the three people reflect on themselves.

As a result, Umbridge came over with her mouth wide open, like a shark that smelled blood.

Three people were suspended.

At least while Umbridge was still at school, these three people would miss the next Quidditch game.

This made Quidditch captain Angelina want to cry.

The number of people was not strong enough in the first place, and now they are just cut in half.

She still has to recruit new talents.

Gryffindor team morale dropped again.

The three guys were still regretting not beating Malfoy into a pulp. Angelina yelled, "You were almost beaten into a pulp by Slytherin!"

Don’t you see how badly you’ve been beaten? None of these three guys are worry-free!

"I'm going to sleep," Angelina stood up slowly, her face numb and her voice hollow as she said, "Maybe this is just a dream, but I'm still very moved when I wake up."

"Angelina, wake up, you don't have a light yellow dress and fluffy hair." Ginny hesitated to speak.

Obviously she also felt that Angelina was too miserable as the captain.

The two Chaser girls, Alia and Katie, were also afraid of their captain's mental state, so they chased after Angelina to comfort her.

Hermione didn't see Ron coming back, so she asked, "Have you seen Ron?"

Harry shook his head. He was taken to the Headmaster's office.

"I think he's hiding from us," Hermione said worriedly. "Where do you think he could be?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a noise from the doorway.

Ron came in through the doorway. He looked very pale and there were snowflakes on his head.

Seeing Harry and Hermione, he felt like he couldn't face anyone.

"Where have you been?" Hermione asked anxiously, worry revealed in her voice.

"Take a walk." Ron was so shocked that he was in a daze.

"Come and sit down!" Hermione said emphatically, "You look frozen."

Walking to the fireplace, Ron slumped on the sofa like a salted fish that had lost its dream.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Ron looked at his toes, not daring to look at his good brother.

They lost the game because of their paper-thin defense.

"I thought I could play Quidditch myself," said Ron, "and I'm going to ask to leave the team tomorrow morning."

Harry said unhappily, "Now that you've left the team, there are only three of us left."

Ron was stunned, he didn't know what happened after he left.

Hermione told Ron what happened and he was completely dumbfounded.

At this time, Neville came back from the doorway, saw the lost Harry and Ron, opened his mouth, but held it back.

Finally, I had to comfort him: "It's not shameful to lose to Draco. He is very good at fighting. Last time, he fought with me for more than ten minutes before losing."

Harry: "..." Thank you for letting me know that I was bullied by a small fry.

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Chapter 307: Hagrid's Return and Armor

It was different from the atmosphere in Gryffindor where they were banned for losing the game.

Slytherin was quite lively.

John waved his wand, and the clutter in the Slytherin common room moved toward the wall, leaving a large space.

With another wave, tables appeared inside.

On the plate above, there are all kinds of delicious food from the Hogwarts kitchens.

They celebrated their victory.

Mrs. Montgomery took a sip of the mulled wine and said with lingering fear, "I really thought that was Harry Potter getting the Golden Snitch."

"Tsk, tactics, do you understand tactics?" Malfoy said with great enthusiasm, "I did it on purpose, just to tease Potter."

Mrs. Meng: “…” If I weren’t the captain, I would have believed it.

He couldn't remember when he came up with such a tactic.

Malfoy boasted about his own strength.

As for Gryffindor, as long as they could hold Harry back, they would surely win.

Come to think of it, there's nothing wrong with Malfoy bragging about his achievements.

After all, it was he who held Harry back the entire time and used the Wronski feint to deceive Harry.

The success of the Trident tactic can only be used in schools.

Meng Tai's tactics were very crude and relied entirely on equipment suppression.

If it were a professional Quidditch club, everyone would have Firebolts to use, so the Trident tactics would be impossible to implement.

And then there's Ron Weasley.

This is a person who lacks self-confidence.

Once you lose confidence, even having enough skills will be of no help.

It seemed that Dumbledore's attempt to build up Ron's self-confidence had not been successful, as he still retreated.

The victory at this moment should belong to the Quidditch team. After John conjured up the food, he quietly walked out of the lounge.

John went to the kitchen and saw the house-elves who had just stopped cooking to take a break. He thanked them.

The house-elves were all very excited, and the most excited one was Winky.

After leaving the kitchen, he saw Tom running around outside.

Of course, Tom is smarter now.

If you smell that disgusting smell, you will avoid it instead of walking towards it stupidly.

Just as John was taking Tom to look for Zouwu, he headed towards Hagrid's hut.

On the way, he encountered Filch arresting students.

Filch sat at the top of the stairs, looking like a doorman.

John greeted him, and Filch responded with a forced smile on his sour face.

Hearing some noise, Filch stood up and polished his shoes in an expert manner.

"Aren't you going yet?" John heard the footsteps running upstairs.

Filch put his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Let the students run for a while."

Ten seconds later, Filch slammed into action, and within ten seconds, his curses and the students' exclamations of terrible things could be heard from above.

After patting Mrs. Norris, putting down the cat strips and dried fish, John walked out of the castle.

He saw signs of someone returning to Hagrid's hut.

...

Harry and Ron's mood didn't recover until they heard Hermione say Hagrid had returned.

As soon as Hagrid was mentioned, they hurriedly put on their invisibility cloaks and set off.

But when they ran to Hagrid's hut, they saw that Hagrid's hair was messy and caked with blood.

His left eye was swollen into a slit and purple, and his face and hands were covered with scars, some of which were even bleeding.

The three little ones were stunned and looked at the cautious Hagrid, as if they had been beaten by a giant.