I wield a sword at Hogwarts

Cruel group fighting became an act of justice here, and the protoss roared childishly.

A star spirit roared angrily, turned into a divine guard, picked up a chair and was about to smash it down.

"No, no, no, calm down, calm down."

"That's a bit much."

"Keep your wits about you."

The protoss stopped this violent protoss in time.

Shenwei scratched his head, feeling that this was not good.

Transform back into a protoss and join the group fight against the dragon.

Xiaolong found an opportunity to get out of trouble and rushed down to run.

…

The much-anticipated traditional drama of Slytherin versus Gryffindor is about to take place.

In the Great Hall, Malfoy gave Harry a thumbs up and then slowly passed it across his neck.

Not to be outdone, Harry glared back at him.

Ron held Harry's shoulders and whispered: "Don't fall into the trap."

Harry held back his anger.

Hermione came over to cheer for the two of them. Lavender walked up to Ron and said as if he was still trying to speak: "Come on, Ron."

After saying that, Lavender walked away shyly.

Dean said to Ron: "Your spring has come."

Ron was a little confused, but this feeling... seemed quite refreshing.

He grinned goofily.

Game time is coming.

The two parties headed to the Quidditch pitch.

As they walked out of the hall, the big men Goyle and Crabbe pushed the Gryffindor players.

This time it was Harry's turn to hold Ginny down and said, "Don't fall into the trap, we will decide the outcome on the court."

Even so, Ginny still looked like she wanted to give the big man a pure crushing spell.

Malfoy said with an arrogant step: "Get ready to go cry to your godfather, Po Te!"

Harry's fist hardened.

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Chapter 630 The last battle, let us come to an end

In the Slytherin dressing room.

Malfoy gave his last lecture.

At first, the team members thought it was another familiar "you bastards make it difficult for me, and I will make it difficult for you all in the future", but it turned out not to be the case.

"I admit I'm being harsh these days."

For the first time, Malfoy actually said something bad about himself.

"For my own selfish desires, I made you undergo the most arduous training, and the level of training is even beyond what the students can bear."

Malfoy looked at the group of teammates and said sincerely: "I want to say thank you here."

"Thank you all. Quidditch is never a game played by one person. No matter how powerful a seeker is, he still needs teammates."

"Besides, I'm not a strong Seeker."

"In my duel with Potter, Harry Potter always wins."

"Excellent teammates are the reason why Slytherin wins."

His words silenced the Slytherins.

Crabbe couldn't help but said: "If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have such technology, Draco."

"No," Malfoy said with a deep sigh, "it's your efforts."

"You work harder than us!" Gower said. "You are the first to arrive on the court and always the last to leave."

"We all know you are doing this for our own good."

"Really? Do you think so too?" Malfoy asked in surprise.

The team members nodded firmly, and Gower said: "We know the captain's good intentions. No matter what the result is, you are the most successful captain!"

"Okay, okay!" Malfoy nodded happily.

"Then why don't you bastards put on your clothes quickly? If I am tied to the pillar of shame, none of you will be able to live well!"

As you can see from the picture, the sensationalism in the front is all for the ugly face behind.

Malfoy said with a cruel smile: "This is the last one. Whoever makes me unhappy will be unhappy by me."

Familiar taste, familiar recipe.

"Put on the jersey and walk out of the field, we are Slytherin."

Malfoy said arrogantly: "Victory is our treasure, we must win it by any means necessary!"

…

Gryffindor dressing room.

Harry also gave his final lecture.

"We just need to play this last game well and play to our abilities."

Harry said encouragingly: "We have pushed them into despair countless times. This time is different. We will win."

"In the name of Gryffindor, we will topple the throne and become the new champions!"

"For Gryffindor!"

The morale in the Gryffindor locker room was high.

This year's Gryffindor is different, they are more mature.

They have the best chasers and the best seekers, and victory will be theirs.

Ron was in good form this year and was moved to the goalkeeper position, making a huge contribution to Gryffindor's win.

The newly joined Dean takes over the chaser position and cooperates well with his ex-girlfriend.

"We have all the factors to win, why should we lose to Slytherin!"

Harry listened to the call outside for the team to enter the field. He took a deep breath, glanced at his teammates, and said firmly: "Let's walk out of the field without regrets!"

The Gryffindor players nodded seriously.

amid cheers.

Red and green appear.

There was a constant stream of noisy cheers from the audience.

"The first one to come out is the Gryffindor team. Their captain, Harry Potter, has a firm gaze. This is the last battle and a fateful end."

Ernie MacMillan opens the mic with passion.

"Slytherin came out, and their captain Draco Malfoy, well, this year is also his last battle. According to reliable grapevine, this person has conducted inhumane training on the team members many times, and every team member has been Going to the campus hospital is simply inhumane.”

Malfoy was enjoying the cheers. When he heard these words, he immediately gave Ernie a murderous look.

"Nonsense," Malfoy cursed, "My Atto has never been there!"

Goyle and Crabbe were silent.

Not only them, Slytherin was also silent.

Well, I’ve been to all of them except Astoria.

But what are you proud of?

Ms. Huo Qi is still the referee, and the captains of both sides shake hands.

Malfoy secretly exerted his strength, and Harry did the same.

The two of them held hands together, as if they would live forever.

Ms. Huo Qi was speechless and asked the two to let go.

"Game start!"

Seekers from both sides immediately flew to a high place to find the golden snitch.

"Astoria took the lead in getting the ball. She controlled the Firebolt and headed straight for the Gryffindor goal. This beautiful girl...what! Ginny Weasley appeared, and she cut off Astoria's goal. ball!"

The game was fierce from the beginning.

Astoria takes the lead to win the ball, but Ginny appears out of nowhere and steals the Quaffle in her arms.

Astoria reacted and immediately turned around to seize the ball. Two rapid figures collided and competed in the air.

"Oh, Astoria got the ball, oh no, she didn't, Ginny passed the ball, Dean Thomas caught the ball, where was the bludger, Dean was hit! The ball was hit again! Changed hands!”

There was back and forth between the two sides. As soon as Harry saw Ginny taking the ball and smiling, he saw the ball change hands.

Goyle and Crabbe, two Bludger experts, hit the ball towards Ginny, but she dodged it.

But Astoria still bought time, held the ball and accelerated, used a fake move to confuse Ron, and threw the ball into the lower right corner of the goal.

"Slytherin takes the lead to score points!!!"

Ernie roared excitedly, his throat hurting from the roar.

The back and forth fierce competition was unprecedentedly fierce, and everyone could smell the excitement of this game.

Malfoy smiled proudly, "My Atto is the most powerful."

Harry immediately retorted: "Nonsense, Ginny is the best."

The two people looked at each other, and fierce sparks burst out in their eyes.

Soon the two got into an argument about who was the best.

Ginny made a quick break and cooperated with Dean to penetrate Slytherin's door.

"Beautiful! I love this red-haired girl so much, her pitching is like art!"

Ernie pounded the table excitedly, and Professor McGonagall behind him could hardly hold back his lips, he was so happy.

The cheers were almost deafening. From the Slytherin seat, John saw Luna wearing a snake scarf and a lion hat opposite her cheering for Slytherin and Gryffindor.

"I bet this is definitely the most exciting game at Hogwarts in the past 100 years!" Ernie opened the mic enthusiastically, "Will Slytherin usher in their thirteenth consecutive victory?"

"Or will the roaring lion be the one who overthrows the throne?"

"This is not a competition, this is a fateful duel!"

The game on the field is exciting.

Astoria's speed, Ginny's skill.

Bludger bombing by Gower and Crabbe.

Ron formed an ironclad and resolute defense.

The score was always tight, with the point difference not even exceeding 20 points, and the advantages and disadvantages were even interchanged at one point.

The only thing that determines victory or defeat is the golden snitch.

Whoever gets the golden snitch wins the world.

The captains of both sides, the seekers, were searching the sky with sharp eyes.

"Potter," Malfoy challenged Harry, "let's bring this to an end."