Chapter 138：

But it doesn't matter, the remaining soul potion is enough to last until John can cure it.

I have not forgotten the search for Sirius, and occasionally I will search in Animagus form.

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

Smell is what determines territory in the wild. John wandered around, making Sirius think it was a fire dragon marking his territory.

John didn't know yet that he hadn't found Sirius, but he had scared him many times.

After that, he simply stopped looking and took the Marauder's Map with him every day. The other party was looking for someone anyway, so it was better to just wait and see if he was searching aimlessly by himself.

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Chapter 157 Firebolt and Firebolt

In April, sensible students have begun to prepare for exam review.

Tom holds a wand-shaped teething stick in his mouth, which is a defective product that John failed to make.

Thinking that it would be a pity to lose it, I just made a teeth grinding tool for Tom.

I have to say that the quality is very good. Tom has been biting it for more than a year and the teething stick is still strong.

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

Tom wagged his tail and wanted to follow, but Basil's wings opened exaggeratedly, causing it to retract.

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

John used to let the dog out to have fun, but now he has been locked up for two months, which shows that John is really angry.

"It lost a wand and needs to be responsible for it."

Walking to the auditorium, after John sat down, Daphne skillfully took out her new work.

This time, I still learned about Eastern cuisine, and even asked an overseas wizard to get me a set of equipment.

"This is called rice rolls, which is a kind of breakfast in China."

Daphne was very proud. This time she did not fail. On the contrary, she was very successful.

John also looked interested when he heard this. He had eaten strawberry pizza and the like during this period. This rice roll shouldn't be fruit, right?

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

Looking forward to the lid, Daphne opened it confidently.

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

John looked at the plate of chocolate-filled rice rolls numbly, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Daphne looked puzzled. She had tasted it herself. It was 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 specialties that I want to send to him."

John made up his mind that when he knew the address, he would ask Tang Mi to lead someone to kill the bastard.

Tell Old Tang that I want to eat fish.

Daphne tilted her head and said with a hint of cuteness: "I don't know where he lives either."

Well, that's a shame.

I could have killed a crazy guy for China, but I didn't expect him to run away in advance.

Judging from the posture, this proficiency is not achieved in a day or two.

Malfoy ran over, with a guilty look in his eyes, as if he had something to feel sorry for John.

"John, I heard that Tom lost your wand?" He looked unnatural and coy like a young lady. "It's not serious. Why don't you let it go?"

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

Could it be that I didn’t have time to walk the dog some time ago, but he started to feel affection after walking him a few times?

The expression on his face turned cold, and John said calmly: "If you do something wrong, you will be punished. I don't need to reiterate this, right?"

Malfoy forced a smile and ran to another table.

"What's wrong with him?" John turned his head to look at the silent Heinrich and asked.

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

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

Heinrich's eyes were still staring straight at him. John followed his gaze and 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.

Being exposed, Heinrich nodded without hesitation, with a look of madness in his eyes, and said, "Glory cannot be compromised."

With his unscrupulous look, everyone believed him to be a Death Eater.

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

In the end, it was the Stars Club, which was united in honor and disgrace, that suppressed Heinrich's crazy thoughts and let Percy know that if he did this, the two of them might fall out.

​Perhaps God is optimistic about this game.

Today's weather is sunny and slightly windy, but it's not a big problem.

The two teams arranged tactics in the locker room.

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

"Cho Zhang is going to cheer for Gryffindor."

He said, a little embarrassed.

John thought so. Cho Zhang was hit by Malfoy at least eight times and dragged three times during the Slytherin game.

Now she is asked to cheer for Slytherin. No one would be happy with so many fouls.

"We respect her choice. It's just a football match and it won't affect your 'friendship'."

The word friendship is so special. John smiled half-heartedly, and Cedric nodded, but his ears were red.

Before it started, Daphne and Pansy came over.

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

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

She was very angry as she spoke, and John saw that Lee Jordan, the famous Slytherin troll, was sitting in the commentary box.

After thinking for a while, John said to a dark-skinned Slytherin student behind him: "Brace, please call Ernie. I have something to ask him for."

Blaise Zabini nodded excitedly, but he didn't expect 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 should be the commentator."

With that, he pushed Ernie McMillan out.

Ernie swallowed hard, as if he didn't expect John to throw himself to Snape.

Snape glanced at Ernie Macmillan indifferently and said noncommittally: "There are some reasons. I will discuss it with Professor McGonagall."

Ernie was left behind, sitting behind the announcer. Snape's death stare at Lee Jordan made him tremble.

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

Through the game with Ravenclaw, the whole school knew about this broomstick.

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

Ron said: "We are sure to win. Malfoy's Nimbus 2001 cannot catch up with the Firebolt."

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

Hearing his words, Hermione subconsciously looked for John.

The next second, thundering cheers erupted from the direction of Slytherin.

Hermione looked at the court with some confusion. 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 at the front, and even Marcus Flint consciously followed behind.

The stars hold the moon.

Six Nimbus 2001 and Firebolt became the focus of the audience.

Malfoy raised his eyebrows at Harry proudly, as if to say that you are not the only one with a Firebolt.

Ron yelled: "Impossible, how could he have it!"

This was an unacceptable thing, and everything in Gryffindor was quiet.

The advantage of the Firebolt that they regard as a weapon is no longer effective, and one king versus seven will become king versus king.

The outcome of this game can only depend on Harry.

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

Game start.

The broomstick flies up.

Malfoy stopped not far from Harry and mocked with a provocative look on his face: "Potter, you are not the only one who can get all kinds of help."

At this point, Malfoy almost gritted his teeth.

Why does Harry Potter have all kinds of privileges? He joined the Quidditch team in the first grade and received a broomstick from Professor McGonagall.

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

He has to join the team through his father's sponsorship, and if the team fails, he has to endure the guidance of others.

Is it just because he is the savior?

Or is it because Dumbledore likes him?

The extra points were flowing like water. If it weren't for John, I'm afraid Slytherin's glorious nine-game winning streak would have been long gone.

There is no Dumbledore in Slytherin.

but…

​We have John!

Recalling my daily training, I didn’t dare to relax in practicing the magic spell during the holidays.

Malfoy took a deep breath, and his eyes became firm.

Harry felt that Malfoy had changed, or that Malfoy had been changing, but he didn't think much of him.

The body becomes stronger, the flying skills become better, and the performance improves.

Unconsciously, Malfoy changed so much.

No more words, the two of them were more serious than ever.

The battle between the two teams was also very fierce. Slytherin's dirty ball met Weasley's sap, and the two sides almost stopped fighting.

Wood serves as the Gryffindor goalkeeper. His skills are very good. Even with Nimbus 2001, it is difficult to break the goal.

Slytherin Chaser Montague fouls Katie and prevents her from taking the Quaffle.

Lee Jordan was so excited when he explained that he even forgot that the Dean of Slytherin was behind him, and all kinds of despicable and shameless words came out of his mouth.

Professor McGonagall looked ugly, and Snape pulled Lee Jordan away with a cold expression and pushed Ernie Macmillan into his seat.

"If you can't make a fair and just evaluation, then find someone else." Snape's sharp, knife-like gaze made Lee Jordan think of him.

It’s hard for Professor McGonagall to say anything, because Lee Jordan is indeed partial.