I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Harry smiled combatively, "That's exactly what I meant."

Let’s cut off the entanglement that started in the first grade here.

You are not the savior, and I am not the youngest Death Eater.

Their destinies intersect again, and then they become two straight lines that will never meet again.

Gold appeared in an instant.

Two figures moved at the same time.

Familiar feeling.

Second grade, third grade, fifth grade.

Confrontations and entanglements again and again.

We are a chaos entangled with each other, and it's time to separate.

The final battle brings us to an end.

Malfoy and Potter.

Slytherin and Gryffindor.

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Chapter 631 Chaser, Chaser

Firebolt and Firebolt.

Malfoy and Potter.

Slytherin and Gryffindor.

The two figures shuttled back and forth and entangled with each other, their shoulders bumped, and neither of them gave in.

This scene touched everyone's heartstrings.

Diving from great height, Malfoy resorted to a wicked trick and nearly knocked Harry out with his elbow.

Harry fought back against his old rival of many years by making a central pivot and moving to Malfoy's right.

Malfoy's dominant hand was his right, and Harry kept his hand restrained in this position.

The person who knows you best is often your opponent.

What's more, this is an old rival.

"You've learned your lesson, Potter!"

Malfoy laughed.

Harry smiled as well.

The golden streak passed through Slytherin's goal. Malfoy glanced at Goyle who was about to touch the Bludger and smiled maliciously: "It's a pity you forgot that this is a team game."

After saying that, Malfoy pressed his entire body against the Firebolt.

Just as Harry was wondering, he saw Goyle swing the bat with all his strength and the Bludger flew towards Harry's face.

As Harry dodged quickly, his flight trajectory deviated and the Bludger flew past his hair.

Malfoy seized the opportunity and accelerated the Firebolt to maximum power.

He turned into a green arrow, and when he was about to catch the golden snitch, he saw the golden color suddenly jump up.

Malfoy turned around urgently and flew into the sky against the door frame.

Harry adjusted himself and caught up.

The two people chased from the sky to the ground, and then from the ground to the sky.

Red and green staggered, and Harry also learned Malfoy's signature move, slamming into Malfoy hard.

Malfoy performed a pivot move, came to Harry's right and raised his eyebrows at him provocatively.

“Exciting!” Ernie yelled, his voice hoarse. “Harry Potter is hot on their trail, and they’ve found the Snitch!”

"The score is now 150:140. Ginny Weasley scores a goal. The score is now 150:150!"

"Who will end the game?"

"Harry Potter can't let Draco Malfoy get the Golden Snitch. They still have a gap in the total score difference!"

The touching scene made everyone stand up, and Professor McGonagall clasped her hands together with a prayerful look on her face.

Just as Malfoy was about to touch the Golden Snitch, a Bludger flew over and almost hit his broom.

"It's the Bludger! The Bludger saved Gryffindor's life!"

Ernie stood on the table in agitation, but was pulled down by Professor McGonagall.

Malfoy dodged and lost sight of the Golden Snitch.

Harry caught a glimpse of the Golden Snitch to Malfoy's right, and he made an extremely risky decision.

Wonski fakes!

He pulled down the Firebolt and dashed off in a completely different direction without looking back.

Malfoy was about to turn to the right, but when he saw Harry's move, he followed without any hesitation.

The two men walked away from the Snitch, which quickly disappeared.

By the time Malfoy discovered he had been deceived, the Snitch was no longer to be found.

Ginny ducked to avoid the Bludger and yelled at Dean, "Throw that damn ball into the goal frame!"

Dean roared and shot the ball violently, causing it to hit the goal frame and go in.

They were leading by 10 points, but it was not enough!

Ginny noticed that the crisis was over and they had to get as many points as possible during this time.

She immediately began to organize a new round of attacks. Astoria understood her idea and immediately shouted, "Stop her actions!"

"Ginny starts to move, oops! Astoria gets the ball, and two batsmen are covering her movement, getting close to the goal!"

Goyle and Crabbe use Bludgers to chase away two Chasers who approach Astoria.

It was too late for Ginny to return to defense, so Astoria went to the match alone.

Ron plucked up the courage to roar, "Come on!"

Astoria analyzed the situation calmly, and the moment she got close to the goal, she made a feint to trick Ron into shooting the ball into the lower right corner.

In fact, she threw the ball to the middle.

The Quaffle flew towards the goal little by little.

Just as he was about to cross, Ron Weasley roared, propped himself up on his broom, and pounced on the Quaffle.

His fingers touched the Quaffle and sent it flying out of the goal.

Ron had just started to smile when he suddenly remembered that he had left his broomstick.

His smile froze as his legs dangling in the air, the upward force disappeared and he began to fall.

The audience was shocked by his desperate actions.

"Oops, oops!"

Ron waved his hands wildly and his body fell rapidly.

Just as he was about to have a close contact with the court, Dean appeared in time and reached out to hold him.

"Well done, Ron!"

Dean couldn't help but praise him loudly as he lowered the man to the ground and got back on the broom.

Dean ignited his fighting spirit and said, "You showed me that this game must be won!"

Not only him, but all the Gryffindors' fighting spirit was burning.

They were shocked by Ron's stunning save, and this was a game that required them to give everything.

Everyone showed their determination to win this game.

The re-ignited Gryffindor burst into unprecedented aggression.

When Ginny saw that her brother was trying so hard, this Gryffindor girl who was no less capable than Astoria burst out with three times her strength.

Controlling the flying broom, he broke through the door again.

The score difference was widened to 20 points, but that was not enough.

Ginny and Dean worked together to pass the Quaffle to the third Chaser, who pitched the ball and broke through the goal!

30 points!

The Gryffindor supporters cheered.

Astoria knew she had to turn the tide.

The Seeker brings the game to a close, and the Chaser tells the stories between the lines.

With the cooperation, the score kept catching up.

Time is also passing.

This is a competition of resilience and tenacity.

From morning till afternoon.

The sky turned gloomy.

A heavy rain was brewing, which changed the game again.

Fatigue surrounded the players on both sides.

The score came to 190:270.

The Weasley siblings exploded in their own way.

Slytherin was 80 points behind.

This is simply impossible and outrageous.

That’s Slytherin, the king’s team with twelve consecutive victories!

Is it possible that the legend of Slytherin will be interrupted today?

Astoria and Ginny looked at each other across the river, both girls had endless fighting spirit in their eyes.

"Pass the ball to me and I'll break through Gryffindor's goal."

This was the first time Astoria asked for the ball, and everyone knew she was about to explode.

Ron Weasley was like a door god. At this moment, he seemed to have drunk the elixir of life and his thoughts were clear.

That amazing save not only boosted morale, but also made Ron enter a state of explosiveness.

He threatened: "No one can get in!"

Astoria understood that at this moment, Gryffindor was a battle between spear and shield.

In that case, she will abandon her shield and use her sharpest spear for defense!

The game continues.

Both sides used their sharpest spears to break down each other's gates.

The score was rewritten again.

210:300

The ball kept changing hands.

With a thunder, the heavy rain came as expected.

But no one left the field, and everyone watched the game in the rain.

Above the fierce battlefield, an even more intense competition took place again as the Golden Snitch appeared under the lightning.