John thought as he walked, the magical world is now at a standstill.
Muggle technology will be eroded and out of control in the magical world, so developing magical technology is a good choice.
For example, the Hogwarts Express and the Magic Car.
These things are recognized by the rules of magic, so they are recognized as magic products.
Even the car in Mr. Weasley's family was originally modified from a Muggle car.
As long as magic is added to technology, there is no need to worry about items being unusable in the magical world.
For this, John already has a plan.
He is already beginning to develop.
The storage machine that was born together with the Little Wizard Card is the first generation.
The queue to go to the stadium was long. Ron, the ticket seller, changed his previous clothes and wore an orange goalkeeper uniform of the Chudley Cannons.
He was very anxious inside. As a fan of the Chadli Cannons, he didn't want to miss the game.
It's a pity that the capitalist Weasley twins ruthlessly exploited their younger brother's freedom and made him stick to his job.
Originally, Mrs. Weasley refused, but Fred claimed that this would be a good way to alleviate Ronnie's longing for Hermione and prevent him from pretending to be a 'accidental encounter' in front of the Ministry of Magic like a fool.
Mrs. Weasley thought it made sense, so Ron had no human rights.
John passed through the portal, and he looked at this huge game scene.
Ernie was still in the commentary box very dedicatedly, but his partner was replaced by another famous retired player, Ms. Katrina McMahon of Portree Madmen.
She was once the captain and chaser of the Portree Madmen, leading the team to win the League Cup in the 1960s.
"Hello, Ms. McMahon, you once said in the newspaper that you have been looking forward to this competition for a long time. I wonder if you still have expectations now?"
Ernie also has to do some interviewing duties.
McMahon heard his question and sneered, "To be honest, I regret coming. This time the game is completely worthless."
"The Chadli Cannons are ranked ninth in the league, but their seeker Gavin Gjern has performed well in recent games, especially when combined with chaser Javier Bardem, the two of them can finish at the bottom. Ranked ninth.”
"Puddlemere United, I'm sorry, cannot understand the decision they made to temporarily replace a key seeker, and even more importantly, to replace Aspen Sandberg as the main chaser. The suspension is simply giving up the game.”
Ms. McMahon kept chattering, let alone her, even the fans of Puddlemere United were in a low mood now.
The two main players were banned, just to accompany them.
On the other hand, the atmosphere in the Chadli Artillery Team was high.
Ron sold out the tickets and stood on the edge of the auditorium shouting loudly.
John stood at the highest point and watched the players from both sides enter the arena.
Unlike the Chudley Cannons, Puddlemere United's entrance was met with boos.
"Swap out Rush and Aspen!"
Some fans took the lead in throwing things.
After that, a large amount of things flew out.
Malfoy glanced at him. He was taking steps as if he didn't recognize his relatives, raising his head and chest, and was not affected by the boos at all.
"Go out, win the championship, and let all those blind fans wash their eyes!" Malfoy directly stepped over the captain and spoke to the team.
The anxious look of the people in the team made him scornfully say: "Are you a group of soft-legged shrimps? Or did you rely on those two losers to win before?"
Stimulated by his words, his teammates stared at him with angry eyes.
The new captain hurriedly stood in front of Malfoy to prevent the prince, who had personally spoken to take care of him, from getting hurt.
"Since it's not the case, let's see if we win." Malfoy didn't know how to restrain himself and said arrogantly, "I don't need easy trash by my side!"
It was precisely because of these words that Malfoy had to accept the boos from the fans when he appeared on the stage, and at the same time, he had to feel the angry eyes behind him.
As the competition began, Malfoy took the lead and flew to high altitudes.
"I'm so lucky," the Seeker of the Chudley Cannon said with a gloating expression. "I thought I would have a fierce battle with Rush, but I didn't expect that I would be a novice."
"Newbie?" Malfoy dismissed it, "When I take the Golden Snitch away under your nose, you will know how naive you are now."
"Speak with strength, ninth place."
Malfoy can always stir up other people's emotions with his words. He was a relaxed Seeker at first, but now he wants to hit Malfoy to death with a broomstick.
This game is a crucial match for Puddlemere United. As long as they win this game, they will advance to the semi-finals.
In the first ten minutes of the game, the Chadli Artillery team took the lead in winning the first victory.
The fans shouted loudly and seemed to have won the game.
The fans of Puddlemere United were heartbroken as they were mourning their concubine.
They abused Malfoy. Someone got the gossip from someone who didn't know where. Malfoy used his background to squeeze out the two main players in the team.
This made them hate Malfoy very much.
It can be said that if this game is lost, Malfoy's reputation will be completely ruined. He is the spokesperson of the tyrant on the court in the Quidditch League.
But what if you win?
John looked at the game below and chuckled: "Draco has grown up."
Puddlemere United, which was originally in decline, actually scored a goal after an adaptation period of being 50 points behind.
Not only that, this ball was like turning on a switch. They were surprised to find that the cooperation between them was extremely tacit.
Especially the new Chaser. This guy used to be on the bench. After sitting on the bench for several years, he already knows the habits of each team member.
He became the central hub of the three chasers and passed the ball accurately.
And this slight change brought about earth-shaking changes to the entire team.
Don't think of Malfoy as a fool. He has already understood that the previous fighting method relied too much on Aspen and Rush, which caused the offensive space of other teammates to be suppressed.
So he asked to bring up this pass-and-control substitute, which just made the team change.
Slytherin people are ambitious and smart.
As the score got closer, the opponent panicked.
Panic means mistakes have occurred.
Malfoy raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems it's time for you to cry."
The Seeker of the Chadli Cannon looked gloomy.
At this moment, the Golden Snitch appeared.
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Chapter 688 Wick Arc, Snow of 1998
The professional league is all about Firebolts.
This is the difference between professionals and amateurs.
And it is difficult for the little wizard to control the speed of the Firebolt, except of course, except for the monster Harry Potter.
Anyone serious can control a Firebolt as soon as they get started.
Most people need to go through multiple trainings before they can gradually master it.
And in the club, this is just a basic skill.
The moment the Golden Snitch appeared, Malfoy was the first to notice it.
He sprinted towards the Golden Snitch. Although the Chadli Artillery Team was a step slower, its powerful control ability allowed him to catch up later.
The two sides alternated back and forth in the air.
"I should show you what a career is." The Seeker said viciously.
Malfoy ignored his cruel words and chased after the golden snitch quickly.
The Golden Snitch was very fast, and at the same time the two people also made some small moves to collide.
"It's the Golden Snitch! The Golden Snitch has appeared!"
The narrator has an excellent field of vision. Ernie noticed the Golden Snitch after being reminded by Ms. McMahon.
"Draco Malfoy was the first to discover it. I knew that one day I could explain it to him again. Many people may not know him." Seeing an acquaintance show off his talents, Ernie said excitedly, "This is Hogwarts. Captain of the Slytherin team, maintaining Slytherin's thirteen-year winning streak at Hogwarts."
"During the final battle, I cried for him. Although he was a bastard, his love for Quidditch was unquestionable!"
"Ms. McMahon, who do you think is the most likely to win the Golden Snitch?"
Ms. McMah analyzed: "The flying skills of both sides are almost the same. It is very rare for a newcomer to achieve such a result, but now it is his opponent who occupies the short distance."
She finished.
He saw the Golden Snitch suddenly flying towards the auditorium, and Malfoy followed without hesitation.
He passed over the Chudli Cannons fans.
Ron below saw his focused and serious expression.
The two figures were like flying arrows with the sound of whistling wind.
John stood up and stared downward.
After flying around the arena, they still need to be wary of the opponent's dirty tricks.
Today's Golden Snitch was particularly naughty. He changed direction again and flew towards the Chaser of the Chadli Cannons.
"Get out of the way!"
The chaser was startled and hid quickly.
The Golden Snitch walked through the middle of the field, and the two people avoided the players inside.
Finally crossing the arena, the Golden Snitch suddenly rose.
And if they don't brake in front of them, they will hit the audience in the auditorium.
From the corner of his eye, the Chudley Artillery Seeker saw Malfoy's speed increasing instead of slowing down. He yelled, "Are you crazy? We're going to hit him!"
Malfoy turned a deaf ear, and the Chudley Cannon Seeker gritted his teeth and slowed down.
A gust of wind passed by, and when Malfoy was about to hit the audience, he roared: "I also learned from John!"
His back arched, and he broke it with both hands.
When the audience screamed, the broomstick drew an amazing arc.
The tail of the broom passed across an uncle's bald head and soared towards the sky.
Without slowing down, his speed continued to surge.
"Wick's Arc! It's Wick's Arc! The second king, John Wick, once used it on the Quidditch pitch!"
"In that game, he took off the Golden Snitch!" Ernie roared excitedly.
It is simply a miracle that I can still see this unreasonable behavior after leaving school.
Ms. McMahon stood up, "Crazy, so crazy!"
The astonishing arc of the Firebolt made people think it was about to break.
Malfoy threw two bodies away from the opponent, opened his palm and grabbed the Golden Snitch with all his strength.
He hovered at the edge of the court, holding gold in his hands.
The brilliant light is as conspicuous as his hair.
"Tell me, who is the weak one!"
His arrogant face was shouting arrogant words at this moment.
The tyrant of the stadium, Draco Malfoy deserves the title!
The Puddlemere United fans couldn't believe it. They stood up and jumped and gave out earth-shattering cheers.
Malfoy got carried away. Instead of going down, he flew to the middle of the field, got up and stepped on the broomstick.