I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Looking at it blankly, all you see is the fluorescent glow of glowing crystals all over the ground, and the giant dragon is either lying down or with its wings folded.

At least thousands of dragons.

Those fluorescent lights were like fireflies all over the sky, spreading all over the valley.

There are no clouds covering the sky, but it is full of stars.

Under the starry sky, John looked at Luna who was intoxicated by the beautiful scenery, and he smiled gently and dotingly.

Fluorescence and starlight left traces on that handsome face.

Ginny suddenly felt how nice it would be if John was her brother.

He would never come over and yell at me just because I have several boyfriends.

...

the next day.

Harry had a strange dream.

In the dream, Ron was chasing him with a batsman's bat.

But soon, he would rather the Ron in his dream come out to replace the real Ron.

Ron had a sullen face towards Ginny and Dean, and he also had a stern face towards Hermione, mocking and sarcastic her, which made Hermione confused and aggrieved.

Ron became as irritable as a skrewt overnight.

Harry couldn't handle him, so in order to ease the atmosphere, he took the initiative to greet Ginny.

Harry originally thought that Ginny would also be in a bad mood, but Ginny didn't seem to be affected.

But when facing his own brother Ron, he still snorted and walked away.

Poor training and Ron's bad temper made Harry very flustered.

Even Hermione was irritated by Ron's inexplicable temper and went back to bed.

Ron angrily scolded a few first-year students who were staring at him, which scared them.

Then he strode back to the boys' dormitory with his head held high.

Harry just felt tired and hoped that Ron would not be like this during training.

Another night passed.

What he hoped for didn't happen, and Ron's temper flared even more.

His skills were in a state of decline, and he was yelling at everyone.

McLaggen cursed back at him, and the two men almost came to blows.

Demelza was so angry that she cried.

Batsman Perks even took the heavy bat to vent Demelza's anger.

Harry didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for him to let Ron join the team.

But he had no choice, because the game was coming up and he didn't have time to find a new teammate.

He and Ron had talked about controlling his temper, and if they couldn't get along well, then he would have no choice but to kick Ron.

As a result, Ron gave up and decided to quit.

There was no way to deal with Harry now, so he had to keep him calm.

The competition was tomorrow, and he just hoped that something would happen to Slytherin so that this fragmented team could have a chance of survival.

Otherwise, for the current team, facing Slytherin would be a death sentence.

The arrogant Keeper McLaggen and the grumpy Chaser Ron.

All Harry had done during his meal was think about how he could get Ron back to the form he had been in last term.

Harry even wanted to use provocation to make Ron enter a state of refusing to admit defeat.

But it didn't work. The premise of provoking someone is that the person has fighting spirit, but Ron just gave up and lay down.

Harry lay down for a long time at night.

Like a bolt of lightning striking in the darkness, an idea suddenly occurred to him.

...

The next morning, today was the match against Slytherin.

The Gryffindor table was red and golden, and when Harry and Ron came over, the classmates cheered loudly.

Ron was still depressed.

"Tea?" Harry asked Ron. "Coffee? Pumpkin juice?"

"Whatever." Ron frowned and took a bite of bread depressedly.

Hermione walked straight over there without sitting down.

She was also fed up with Ron's weird, awkward and irritating temper.

But she paused as she passed by, "How do you two feel?"

Harry was busy handing Ron a glass of pumpkin juice. "Here, Ron, drink it."

"Don't drink, Ron!" Hermione suddenly shouted.

Ron paused in his attempt to drink, and looked up at Hermione along with Harry.

"Why?" Ron said, calming down a little.

Hermione stared at Harry blankly, unable to believe her eyes, "You just put something in that drink."

Harry pretended to be confused and asked, "What did you say?"

"I saw it all," Hermione said, eyes widening. "You just poured something into Ron's drink, and now you're still holding the bottle!"

"I don't understand what you're saying." Harry pretended to be confused and deliberately let Ron see him put the bottle into his pocket.

Hermione couldn't believe her friend was going to cheat, and she warned Ron: "Ron, I'm warning you, don't drink!"

But Ron thought of Harry's actions and understood something. He quickly picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp. Then he said, "Stop bossing me around, Hermione."

Hermione was shocked and angry. She whispered to Harry, "I can't believe you would do this. It is illegal to play Quidditch with Felicis!"

Harry continued to pretend not to understand.

The time was almost up and the Gryffindor team strode towards the stadium.

"We're lucky to have such nice weather, aren't we?" Harry asked Ron.

"Yeah." Ron still looked depressed, as if he was very weak.

Just then, Ginny ran over and shouted, "You won't believe what happened, Draco Malfoy is on sick leave!"

Not to mention Ron, even Harry was incredulous and asked, "He's sick? What's wrong with him?"

Ginny snorted and said cheerfully, "It looks like he fell and broke his neck. I guess it was Daphne Greengrass who did it."

Well, Malfoy was caught by Daphne dating Astoria yesterday, and the result was that he was hung up.

Ron thought of something, and his eyes gradually lit up.

"We are so lucky. I never expected it. Hey!" He wanted to confirm and whispered to Harry, "My glass of pumpkin juice, do you have..."

Harry just raised his eyebrows and said something about the match being about to start.

This excited Ron.

This was true even for the Gryffindor team, with Malfoy being the Seeker and Captain of Slytherin.

Without Malfoy, there is no backbone.

They were so excited that they didn't even bother to find out who Slytherin's new Seeker was.

I changed into my team uniform in the locker room and walked out with high morale.

In the audience, the students were clearly divided. The red and golden sea of ​​people was cheering, while the green and silver sea of ​​people on the other side was very quiet.

Harry's mouth corners raised, probably because he heard the news.

Until his eyes swept across Luna in the Ravenclaw crowd.

Instead of wearing a large lion, she held a collar with a snake's head and tail in her hands.

Ron said excitedly, "I'm so lucky today."

At this time, the Slytherin team came out.

They were delayed a bit just now, so they are a bit slow.

Just as they appeared, the quiet crowd erupted.

When the first person walked out of the passage.

"Cheers to our king!" Blaise Zabini roared to the sky.

The Slytherin students raised their wands and green smoke rushed up over the field.

They gathered into the Slytherin symbol and turned into an emerald snake, spitting out its tongue and hissing towards Gryffindor.

"For glory!"

The uniform voice drowned out the cheers from the audience.

...

Chapter 446: The Slytherin's sense of oppression

Lucky day?

Do not!

This is the most unlucky day.

When the oppressive force that covered the entire venue appeared, Gryffindor's hands and feet went cold.

A man slowly walked out of the locker room passage, his body seemed to be torn out of the shadows.

Black hair, brown eyes.

That indifferent expression has only ever appeared on the podium.

The shadow left reluctantly, and the green team uniform he wore looked like a royal robe upon the throne.

The Firebolt broom in his hand is the supreme scepter.

Even just showing up would bring the morale of all Slytherins to its peak.

The whole audience's focus was on one person, and not even Harry Potter could snatch it away.

John Wick.

"No! How could it be him!" Ron, who had just said how lucky he was, couldn't hold it in anymore.

Yeah, how could it be him?

King who sits high on the throne, why do you come down to the mire and join your subjects?

John said that if Malfoy hadn't almost broken his neck by Daphne's hanging, he wouldn't have gone on the court.

All we can say is that Daphne finally realized that Malfoy couldn't withstand the curse either.

So I can only temporarily play the role of ball seeker.

Who made it so that the only Slytherins who could fly the Firebolt were John and Malfoy?

As for tactics?

The trident tactics will do.

As long as John is on the field, it is enough to increase the morale of Slytherin players by +100 and deter the enemy by +10000.

I would like to know the psychological shadow of Gryffindor at this moment.

John walked up to Madam Hooch and looked across at Harry.