Harry Potter's Otherworldly Archmage

In the hall of the Hogwarts auditorium, Augustus is eating slowly, next to Malfoy who chatters endlessly, and Lilian with an unhappy face, Malfoy is happily introducing the world of Quidditch to Augustus Major teams.

"Okay, Malfoy, what on earth are you going to say, just say it, don't be muttering, really, what does a big man look like like a mother-in-law." Lilian slapped the tableware on the table, saying Malfoy expressed his dissatisfaction with the behavior of turning around and turning around, and angrily said.

"Hey." A blush flashed across Malfoy's face, and he reluctantly said, "I've become Slytherin's Seeker. This afternoon is my first training session. Can you come and see me?" He looked at the two of them expectantly.

"Oh? You were chosen by them to be a Seeker? Yes, it is very rare to be chosen as a Seeker at your age." Although Augustus has no interest in Quidditch, it does not hinder him. Sending blessings to Malfoy, as for why Malfoy was chosen as the Seeker, Augustus is still not interested in knowing.

"I didn't expect, Malfoy, you have today, aren't you very proud? Now your nemesis and little friend Harry will definitely look at you with admiration." With a smile in her eyes, Lilian teased Malfoy.

"Hmph! Just wait and see, the next time Slytherin meets Gryffindor, I will definitely let everyone know who is the real best Seeker." Malfoy looked smug and proud.

"Hehe. I hope, but I really don't like you very much. You forgot about the crystal ball incident. You were completely defeated in front of Harry! I really don't know where your confidence comes from." Lilian had a suspicious look on her face. looked at Malfoy.

Malfoy's fair face turned red in an instant, and he waved his hand indignantly, "That time was just a mistake, it was just a mistake. In the real match, Harry will definitely not be my opponent! Just wait and see." It took a few minutes Seconds calmed down, and Malfoy suddenly asked, "By the way, are you coming to my training this afternoon? This is my first training."

Augustus thought about it, and then agreed, "Okay, I don't have anything to do this afternoon, I will be there to watch your training." Seeing that Augustus agreed, Lilian agreed without thinking.Seeing that both of them agreed, Malfoy left the table with a flushed face and complacently.

In the afternoon, Augustus and Lilian entered the stadium with the Slytherin players. To their surprise, there were already Gryffindor students training on the stadium.

The Gryffindor team saw the Slytherins coming in from a high altitude, and landed from the sky in a moment.

"Flint!" Wood yelled at the Slytherin captain. "It's our training time! We got up early! Get out, please!"

Marcus Flint was bigger than Wood."It's a big place, Wood," he replied, with troll-like cunning.

Alicia, Angelina and Katie also came over.There were no girls in the Slytherin team, and they stood side by side in a row, squinting at the Gryffindor team with identical expressions.

"But I've got the court!" Wood snapped. "I've got it!"

"Oh," said Flint, "but I have a note specially signed by Professor Snape. I, Professor Cy. Snape, have given permission for the Slytherins to practice at the Quidditch pitch today, to train their new Seekers." hand." "You got a new Seeker?" Wood's attention was diverted, "Where?"

Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone From behind the six tall team members, a smaller boy flashed out, with a smug smile on his pale pointed face.It was Draco Malfoy.

"Aren't you Lucius Malfoy's son?" Fred asked in disgust.

"It's interesting that you actually mentioned Draco's father," the entire Slytherin team laughed even more complacently. "Then please take a look at the gift he generously gave to the Slytherin team."

Seven people lifted their brooms forward together, seven brand new, smooth and shiny broomsticks, and seven lines of beautiful gold letters "Nimbus 200l", dazzled the Gryffindor players' eyes in the morning sun.

"The newest model, just came out last month," said Flint nonchalantly, dusting a bit of dust from the top of his broom, "I believe it's much faster than the Nimbus 2000 series. As for the old Sweeping Seven Stars," he smiled maliciously at Fred and George, who each held a handful of Sweeping Seven Stars 5, "use them to sweep the floor."

Augustus helplessly looked at the two groups of people in front of him. If the mediation is not good, it will be another conflict between the two colleges. It is really strange. Every time he is with Malfoy, he will encounter this kind of plot. Could it be that Malfoy As long as he is there, can the conflict continue?

"Mr. Augustus, you are the hidden prefect of Slytherin, can you come forward to mediate, this is obviously the venue we arrived first." Harry Potter asked with a plea.

"Stop sowing discord, Harry, this is a matter between our two teams." Malfoy had a sly look in his eyes.

Ron and Hermione came across the lawn to see what was going on.

"What's the matter?" Ron asked Harry. "Why aren't you playing? What's he doing here?"

Ron stared in surprise at Malfoy, who was wearing the Slytherin Quidditch uniform.

"I'm the new Seeker in Slytherin, Weasley," said Malfoy complacently. "Just now everyone was admiring the broom my dad bought for our team."

Ron stared dumbfounded at the seven advanced brooms in front of him.

"Nice, isn't it?" Malfoy said pleasantly. "But maybe the Gryffindor team can get some gold and buy some new brooms. You can sell those sweeping fives for prizes, and I think the museum will." Bid for them."

The Slytherins laughed hoarsely.

"At least none of the Gryffindors had to pay to get in," said Hermione tartly. "They got in entirely by merit."

Malfoy's face darkened with satisfaction.

"Nobody asked you, you stinky little Mudblood," he said harshly.

Harry knew right away that Malfoy had said something ugly, because it elicited an immediate and explosive reaction.Flint had to get in front of Draco to prevent Fred and George from jumping on top of him.Arya screamed, "How dare you!" Ron reached inside his robes and drew his wand, shouting, "You'll pay for it, Malfoy!" He pointed furiously from under Flint's arm. Malfoy's face.

A huge explosion resounded throughout the stadium, and a green light shot out from the back of the wand and hit Ron in the stomach, knocking him staggering and falling to the ground.

"Ron! Ron! Are you okay?" Hermione screamed.Ron opened his mouth to answer, but instead of uttering a word, he hiccupped, and a few slugs fell from his mouth onto his lap.

Augustus rubbed his forehead, the script is indeed like this, Ron's IQ is still an important issue to be solved, his wand just broke in the last car accident, and now he dares to cast a spell, the last one to come forward to solve the problem still has to be By Augustus himself.Welcome all book lovers to visit and read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all here!For mobile phone users, please go to m. to read.