Chapter 422：

Behind him was a large sea of ​​green and silver people, and the swimming emerald snake was still spitting out messages.

The pressure was on Harry's side.

He watched there, said "Come on" to the team members, and then came over.

Ms. Huo Qi said: "The captains of both sides shake hands."

John chuckled and said: "I didn't expect to meet in such a situation."

He stretched out his hand, and Harry took it, but his palm was a little moist.

Harry quickly cheered up and comforted himself: "It's okay, this is Quidditch."

yes.

Quidditch.

He is the captain of Gryffindor.

Quidditch is not something you can just find someone to play.

Saying this, he regained his confidence.

Even Malfoy had never beaten him, not to mention John never participated in Quidditch.

"Get on the broom and listen to my whistle," Ms. Huo Qi began to count down, "three...two...one..."

Harry concentrated his attention, and as soon as the whistle blew, the two teams of people kicked hard at the same time and rose into the air.

John reached the air first, and the uncontrollable speed of the Firebolt seemed to become as docile as a sheep in his hands.

His eyes swept over and saw the Slytherin team gaining the ball first.

On the commentary table is Ernie McMillan.

This famous Hufflepuff gossip, when he heard that John was coming to compete, he kicked Zacharius Smith away.

"They set off. No one expected that the captain of Slytherin would be temporarily changed, let alone that John would appear in this venue."

Ernie was still talking and suddenly said excitedly: "Slytherin's Urquhart got the ball first, be careful, it's a Bludger!"

A Bludger was hit by Goyle with a stick and flew over Ron's head.

Two tall men were riding on broomsticks, grinning ferociously at Ron.

Urquhart is a chaser with excellent flying skills, and the trident tactic is launched at this moment.

Ginny hurriedly turned her broomstick and chased after her. Urquhart grinned and passed the ball to Astoria.

"Stop her!" McLaggen, like the captain, shouted at Ron.

"Shut up!" Ron replied angrily, controlling the broom to **** Astoria's ball.

Astoria pressed the broom and increased the speed, so that Ron's hand always missed the mark.

"Go in, the ball is in! Slytherin took the lead first, Astoria Greengrass broke through the Gryffindor gate!"

Harry was originally looking for the Golden Snitch, but after hearing this, he hurriedly looked around.

Then McLagan loudly accused Ron of not holding him back.

He prayed that Ron would not be angry and hurriedly continued to look for the Golden Snitch.

But the situation is not very optimistic.

Although Ginny is an excellent chaser and can save Gryffindor from some decline, the trident has always failed.

Urquhart passed the ball to the third chaser Vasai. Vasai was chased by Demelza. He accelerated to a position and threw the ball in from McLagan's crotch.

"Another goal, the score comes to 120:50!" Ernie shouted excitedly, causing Professor McGonagall to poke his creak in dissatisfaction.

The familiar song sounded in the Slytherin auditorium.

"We came from a quagmire,

We long for rights,

We are full of ambition,

We are strong and calm,

We are elegant and self-sufficient,

We never regret,

We are Slytherin. "

Harry's pressure doubled, and he knew that only he could reverse the situation.

Batter Perks hit a Bludger towards Astoria who was holding the ball. Astoria quickly turned his head to avoid it and his windshield glasses were scratched.

Astoria lost her grip on the ball and was snatched away by Ginny.

She quickly caught up with him.

"Ginny Weasley is holding the ball now, oh, this beautiful girl, not only Ginny, Astoria Greengrass is also a beauty..."

"Even the chase is so pleasing to the eye, what? Draco Malfoy said he wanted to kill me?" Ernie was explaining passionately and received a direct death threat from Malfoy.

Ginny put in a goal, which made Astoria very unwilling.

When Goyle and Crabbe saw this, they laughed ferociously.

"Give her a Bludger!"

"good!"

Crabbe knocked away the Gryffindor batsman Gut who was about to hit the ball, and swung the bat in his hand hard.

The Bludger flew toward Demelza's nose, almost causing him to fall off his broomstick.

Goyle on the other side also swung, and the Bludger passed through Ginny's hair and hit Ron's arm.

Ernie: "Hey, that one definitely hurts. Ron is swaying. He seems to be dying."

Ron's arm may be broken. He was sweating and gritting his teeth.

When John looked at it, he saw that the competition below was getting more and more anxious, and his originally slow and strolling flight began to slowly increase in speed.

Participating in a Quidditch match for the first time made him somewhat interested in playing.

"Let's try that one." John's eyes flashed.

He suddenly increased his speed and turned into a green arrow and rushed out.

Ernie discovered this scene and shouted excitedly: "John moved. Did he find the Golden Snitch?"

Harry was shocked when he heard this, and chased after John without caring so much.

Under the clear blue sky, two figures, one green and one red, were galloping quickly.

The figures of the two people continued to grow taller.

From the corner of his eye, John caught a glimpse of Harry catching up, with a confident smile on his lips.

Being accustomed to the flying speed of meteor shoes, he could easily master the speed of firebolts.

When Harry gradually doubted the authenticity of John's discovery of the Snitch, he saw John use an extremely exaggerated bending motion to make the Firebolt draw an arc and turn around.

"Cheated!" Harry immediately understood that he had been cheated.

He was about to turn, but because he was flying too high, a gust of wind blew and he almost lost control.

He finally managed to stabilize his position, but was pulled away by a large distance by John.

John fell vertically, his speed never slowing down.

"John lost control? No, no! It's the Golden Snitch!" Ernie's excited voice rang in the stadium.

Harry used his amazing dynamic vision to capture the flash of gold below.

Near the Gryffindor goal.

He hurriedly accelerated to catch up.

Being pulled away caused him to miss the opportunity, and he could only rely on speed to catch up.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them, and John's vertical angle was shocking.

Like a fallen arrow, the wind was cut on both sides.

John closed his right eye and turned into a gust of wind passing by the Gryffindor goal.

The noise gradually became quiet. John stretched out his hand before touching the ground. The golden snitch crossed his hand and he was about to escape.

His hand turned into a poisonous snake and bit the golden snitch with precision.

When the Firebolt was about to hit the ground, he adjusted and jumped slightly.

The moment he landed, he kicked the Firebolt out to a ninety-degree angle, turning it into a horizontal flight, and landed firmly on it again.

He completed the almost bizarre operation smoothly, and easily opened his hand to grab the snitch.

The golden snitch took off in his palm and was caught again.

Time seemed to be frozen, and everyone was shocked by John's operation just now.

John stood on the Firebolt, opened his hands in the wind, and chuckled: "Now, you can cheer."

The tension that I was holding my breath was all released at this moment.

Even the auditorium was shaking, showing their excitement.

In the Slytherin stands, I don’t know when the song of glory that became Slytherin sounded.

Green fireworks exploded, and everyone cheered.

Ernie came back to his senses and shouted in a shocked and unbelievable tone: "John caught the snitch and killed the game. I can't believe that from that angle, he was unscathed—!"

"There is no embarrassment, no mud, he is elegant and self-possessed, and always maintains a kingly demeanor! John Wick—!"

The speed of the Firebolt slowed down, and John stepped on the Firebolt and opened his hands in the air, with a sea of ​​green and silver people behind him.

Green fireworks and ribbons flew, Luna's scarf neighed, and a loud noise shook the stands.

"Glory to Slytherin—!"

Harry stopped flying and landed slowly with the Gryffindor team members.

They looked up from the ground to the man in the sky, just like subjects looking up to their king.

The score is fixed.

310∶120

Yes, glory to Slytherin.

John Wick tells everyone with his actions.

I am glory.

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Chapter 447 The Vampire at the Banquet

No one can imagine why John flies so well.

Gryffindor returned to the dressing room, their heads hung in despair.

Ron said blankly: "It shouldn't be, why is this happening?"

At this time, he thought that since he drank the elixir of good fortune, everything should go well.

Or is Slughorn's elixir a complete failure?

Hermione suddenly burst in with the Gryffindor scarf in her hand, and she didn't know what words to comfort her.

Losing to Slytherin would make people unwilling, but losing to John seemed so reasonable.

She stepped forward hesitantly and said, "Harry, Ron, are you okay?"

"No!" Ron said chokingly, "What, are you going to expose us? Or laugh at us? You can't win even with the Elixir of Fortune."

He is very irritable, and he is already irritable.