I wield a sword at Hogwarts

John said to himself, "In that case, I will reluctantly test it."

Standing up gracefully and walking towards the duel ring, John stood still and said casually, "I hope you haven't forgotten what the duel club taught you."

Before Malfoy could react, John pointed his wand at him.

A huge pressure forced Malfoy to bend forward and salute.

John bowed politely.

"Show me what you're capable of, Draco."

When he looked up again, John's eyes were full of indifference.

Malfoy was furious because he had been forced to bend over just now.

Seeing this, Malfoy took action directly.

One after another magic spells were shot at John, and John held the wand in his left hand to block them all at will.

Looking for the right opportunity, John pointed his wand to the side, and two big dogs bit Malfoy's feet fiercely.

“Impedimento”

Malfoy reacted quickly and stopped John's swing.

Shooting two red lights to knock the big dog back, he also had some real fire and ran towards John to attack.

John also walked towards Malfoy, blocking the attack with ease as he walked.

Raising his hand, Malfoy seemed to be caught by something and fell forward.

He used his other hand to roll on the ground with one hand, adjusted his posture and shot the magic spell at John.

The curse was struck by the big dog conjured by John.

The distance between the two people quickly closed, and soon it was less than three steps.

Malfoy's eyes flashed with a stern look, and he stepped forward after shooting a spell from his wand.

He made a fist with his left hand and swung it towards John's face. John threw his head back to avoid it, and also caught the fist with his left hand. With the other hand, he caught the falling wand and drew it towards Malfoy's wand pointed at him.

Malfoy's wrist hurt, the burning pain was like being struck by a whip, and the wand flew out.

But he didn't give up and continued to attack. He kept swinging his fists at John. He was hit with a knee by John, and his whole body bent down like a cooked shrimp.

John kicked the inside of his knee again, and his body was about to lose balance and fall.

Before he had time to react, the back of Malfoy's head was held firmly by John's left hand to prevent it from hitting the ground.

I didn’t have time to say my thanks.

A fist enlarged in front of his eyes, and Malfoy's nose hurt, followed by nosebleeds.

John seemed not to have seen it, and his fists hit the face one after another.

Malfoy struggled from the beginning to being beaten half to death.

John gently put Malfoy's head down, then sat next to him and asked in a deep voice, "Are you feeling better?"

After lying down for a while.

"I'm weak, aren't I?" Malfoy said in his huffing breath.

John took the Galleons out of the small bag and held it in his hand. As the Galleons disappeared little by little, Malfoy's face began to recover.

Malfoy said to himself, "If I were stronger, I could help you."

"I know, not just you, but Cedric as well, that you are both doing something."

"I'm not as powerful as Percy, and I'm not as good as Cedric."

"After my mother came back that day, I wasn't allowed to go downstairs. I don't know what you said to her, but you wouldn't hurt me."

His voice was low and frustrated, "I was too weak. Even if I was there that day, I couldn't do anything or change anything."

"I don't want to just accept help, John." The injury on his face had healed a lot, but there were still some bruises on it. His face looked very gaunt. Malfoy got up with difficulty, "I want to contribute. I am a member of the Star Club.”

John knew, knew why Malfoy trained so crazily and why he was so eager to express himself.

He wanted to join John's plan, and he wanted revenge.

Malfoy is no longer the brat who just screamed to tell his dad, he has grown up.

He wants to prove that he is no better than the savior Harry Potter, and he wants others to know that he can do what Harry can do.

He wanted John to take him with him, even if he would die, he would go.

Malfoy looked at John and growled, "I'm not a coward, John!"

"I'm a warrior, I can also charge!"

"Don't treat me like a child, I want revenge!"

Malfoy roared, shouting out the emotions he had hidden under his mask for this period of time.

John listened to the voice gradually quieting down, stood up and wiped the blood on his hands with a towel.

Just as the fire in Malfoy's eyes gradually extinguished, John's voice sounded.

"I never thought of you as children, Draco."

Malfoy raised his head suddenly and looked at John with hope and hesitation in his eyes, "Then can I also participate in your plan?"

John said helplessly, "I didn't exclude you."

"Then you beat me?" Malfoy was overwhelmed by the surprise, but the injury on his face made him grin.

John said with disdain: "Seeing you imitating those Gryffindor guys makes my hands itch."

"Who asked you to bring Gryffindor's personal heroism to Slytherin."

Malfoy: "..." He suddenly felt that what he just said was particularly shameful.

As everyone knows, when John looked at the way he spoke just now, he felt as if he was looking at Harry.

Sure enough, they look like husband and wife.

…

October ended in a hurry, in the rain and sweat.

November is approaching at Hogwarts, and the chill has penetrated the collars of every little wizard.

The cold wind hurt the exposed skin like a knife, and Slytherin's green scarf was wrapped around his neck.

The mountains and forests are covered with a white snow cap.

The Quidditch match came as scheduled.

In the auditorium, the players from both sides met and interacted 'friendly', smearing honey on each other's lips.

John watched Luna struggling with a green snake-shaped scarf and a big lion head.

She was thinking about which team to cheer for.

Thinking that her friends Harry and Ron were both on the Gryffindor Quidditch team, she also thought that John was a Slytherin.

After struggling for a while, all the Snorlax in her pocket came out.

John saw the Bent-Horned Snorlax in his palm, raised his hand and stroked the empty bowl, and a bowl of purple liquid appeared on it.

"Drink it." John placed the Snorlax next to the bowl.

The Snorlax looked at John and then at the purple thing.

Rejection was written all over his face, but John's smile remained unchanged, "If you don't drink, I'll throw you away."

The Bent-Horned Snorlax hurriedly dove into the purple liquid, and the liquid inside was reduced visibly to the naked eye.

Soon, the entire bowl went into the Snorlax's belly.

John raised his eyebrows and watched the Bent-Horned Snorlax take two drunken steps before hitting his head on the table.

"What's wrong with it?" Malfoy woke up completely after John took him out and beat him severely.

Sure enough, personal heroism cannot be used, they are Slytherin, not Gryffindor.

After being forced to rest on the last day, Malfoy is now in very good condition.

John saw Malfoy's clumsy hands trying to poke the Snorlax and screamed when he accidentally hit a sharp corner. He said casually, "It's probably a drunkard."

"What?" Malfoy looked suspicious.

He had heard of drunkenness, but not of drunkards.

Could it be that John made it up casually?

John took the Bent-Horned Snorlax to Luna. Seeing that she hadn't made a choice yet, he chuckled and said, "If you are for friends, you can choose Gryffindor; if you want to win, choose Slytherin. "

Luna nodded and chose the lion's head.

After all, she didn't know anyone on the Slytherin Quidditch team.

John: "..." I knew I wouldn't have said that just now.

He was regretting it.

Luna put the snake around her neck that looked like it was about to strangle a human being.

The ethereal voice said: "This is also for friends."

John's heart warmed and he put down the Snorlax with a smile.

…

Chapter 305 Red Lion and Green Snake

This is the first time the two sides have met after a year since the third grade.

Slytherin versus Gryffindor.

The two academies are fateful, just like their former founders, with opposing colors of red and green.

Montague led the team out of the locker room, and their personnel changed a lot.

Apart from the captaincy change, there is also a change in batsmen.

Gall and Crabbe were playing at bat for the first time.

Harry comforted Ron,

It was also the first time for Slytherin's two batters to play, and they would be nervous and scared.

You may also miss the ball and hit your teammates.

They are very stupid. With their brain capacity, it is probably difficult for them to even remember their own goal.

These are the thoughts of Gryffindors.

But in fact, the two of them were really nervous, but not as scared as they imagined.

On the contrary, they felt very honored.

Can represent Slytherin in this fateful battle.

Malfoy kicked each of the two people in the back, and said proudly and viciously: "Aim at Potter's head, do you remember clearly?"

The two big men nodded repeatedly, and Meng Tai led the team members to do warm-up exercises.

I learned this from Malfoy. I heard it came from Muggles. Doing this can keep your body warm and you don't have to worry about getting hurt if you get hit later.

They wanted to call it a magical Muggle method.

Gryffindor also came out, and Malfoy cast an arrogant and contemptuous look at Potter.

When attention turned to their new goalkeeper, Ron Weasley, Malfoy made a motion to throw the ball, and Crabbe knowingly faked a dive and missed.

Ron was so angry that his face turned purple. Harry poked him in the back and said, "Ignore them. We will see the real results on the field."

Ron nodded nervously. He had never been confident in himself.

I wanted not to look at the Slytherin side, but I couldn't help but look over.

He saw the two big men Goyle and Crabbe bumping into each other like two bulls with their shoulders, and they smiled evilly at Ron.