I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 67 No one is sad tonight, except .
After a friendly negotiation with Dumbledore, he agreed that the match would take place on the way to the dinner.

So John directly extended the rest period of each round.

The academies of the two warring parties can send their representatives to speak harshly and mock each other.

You can also pass notes to the contestants and tell them about the strategies they have researched.

Strive to make every student's sense of participation full.

The night was shrouded in darkness, and the sky was full of stars.

All kinds of delicacies emerged on the long tables of the four colleges.

The little wizards stuffed their mouths with juicy chicken legs and steaks, watched the fierce battle ahead, and chatted endlessly with the students next to them.

Although they haven't played a game, but after only a few hours, everyone seems to have become a top monster duel master.

The ten contestants on the field turned into transparent white paper in their eyes.

Every move is within their predictions.

If they were replaced, they would not need to make any effort. They would have already won nine consecutive victories and returned to the dormitory with the championship medal to go to sleep.

Too bad they didn't get a chance to play.
Halfway through the race, the players were exhausted.

John hurriedly called an intermission and asked them to come down for something to eat.

Each player will face off against each other once, so everyone will compete nine times.

If you win, you will accumulate one point, and whoever has the most points in the end will win the final prize.

At present, Cedric, Hermione and Penello have won all four games and accumulated four points.

With amazing luck, Harry only lost to Cedric's absolute strength, so his reputation as the European Emperor was even greater.

There are already some students who plan to make a statue of Harry as a confession when they go back, and worship him if they have nothing to do, maybe they can taint his good luck.

Ron lost to Hermione, Harry, and Cho Chang, and beat Malfoy by luck alone, so he only scored one point.

But he's not at the bottom of the pack.

Malfoy was even worse, encountering Cedric, Penello and Hermione in succession.

After a set of combined punches, his head was a little dizzy, and he could hardly find his way after being beaten.

After finally meeting Ron, who is a little dish, he is ready to flex his muscles.

As a result, Ron Tianhu directly drew a good card. He held the last few little monsters and was easily crushed by others.

At this moment, Malfoy was sitting on the long table in Slytherin, his eyes silently looking forward, as if all the happiness had been sucked away by the Eater of Souls.

The Slytherin students were not as aggressive at first, they were as quiet as chickens.

Snape on the high stage couldn't stand it anymore, he got up and went to the audience, ready to teach his stupid student.

Because Malfoy's next fight was Harry.

He must not allow Harry to defeat the Slytherin students under his nose!
Thinking of the smile on Harry's face, and seeing Malfoy's frustrated expression, the anger in Snape's heart surged up.

He stepped up to Malfoy's side and said sharply, "Malfoy!"

Malfoy trembled all over, and hurriedly replied in fear: "Professor!"

The Slytherin students suddenly felt the temperature drop.

They speculated whether Snape had opened the ice bank he was carrying with him again.

But no one dared to ask, and everyone held their breath, ready to meet Snape's thunder and punishment.

"You should cheer up! The first few losses are nothing, you still have a chance to win."

"A true Slytherin will not be afraid of failure, but will find the path to success through failure after failure!"

"You have to admit your shortcomings, and then overcome it, that's the real Slytherin!"

Snape's tone was surprisingly gentle.

The students next to him secretly glanced at Snape in surprise. They didn't expect that their headmaster had a way of pouring chicken soup for the soul!

If it weren't for Dumbledore still sitting on the high platform, they all suspected that this was the headmaster who had drunk compound soup.

Malfoy lowered his head and took a sip of chicken soup, raised his head to wipe off the oil around his mouth, nodded heavily, his eyes glowed with confidence again.

"I see, Professor!"

"Very well, I believe you can bring me a victory later and prove to me that you are a real Slytherin!"

Snape didn't wait for Malfoy's answer, he just tossed his robe, and walked back to the high platform handsomely.

Malfoy bowed heartily in the direction the professor had left, and then looked around at the Slytherin students.

"I hope everyone can help me in the next game!"

Malfoy let go of the arrogance in his heart, and said seriously to the students around him.

After a few defeats just now, he knew that there was a lot of gap between him and those top players.

But if everyone cooperates with all their strength, he is not without a chance of winning.

The Slytherin students didn't say a word, and Malfoy's request spread across the long table in an instant.

Everyone began to move quickly, analyzing the behavior and psychology of each of Malfoy's next contestants.

Guessing whether they will adopt an aggressive or defensive strategy next.

What should Malfoy do if he draws another garbage deck.

Everyone was running like a machine, and pieces of parchment with various information were quickly gathered in front of Malfoy.

Everyone has a belief in their hearts that they must win the next game!
For Malfoy, but also for the honor of Slytherin!

They must not be weaker than other colleges!
Malfoy quickly read the information on the paper, and his heart gradually calmed down. He looked up at Harry, with the firmness of victory in his eyes.

At the long table in Gryffindor, Harry gulped down the food in front of him.

The few games just now had exhausted his physical strength, and he urgently needed to replenish it now.

"Harry." Fred patted Harry on the shoulder, "Look at Malfoy, his eyes seem to eat you up."

"what?"

Harry looked at the long table of Slytherin in some confusion, but Malfoy had already started to read the notes from all directions quickly with his head down.

"Have it?"

"Of course!" George, who was sitting on Harry's right, said, "Hey, Malfoy will definitely surprise you later, have you figured out a countermeasure yet?"

Harry swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty: "Coping strategy?"

He thought for a while: "We will draw a few powerful monsters later, and kill him in one go!"

Amid the praise of everyone, Harry has fully accepted the fact that he is the Emperor of Europe, feeling a little smug in his heart, and has also developed a set of brainless tactics for the Emperor of Europe.

Fred and George nodded wordlessly, they didn't quite understand the world of the European Emperor.

The second half started quickly.

Compared with the first half, the game was more exciting, because Hermione, Cedric and Penello, who were at the top of the ranking, had to meet.

Finally, after fierce competition, Cedric won No.1, Penello and Hermione ranked second and third respectively.

With the help of all the students in Slytherin, Malfoy successfully defeated Harry, and won all the next five games!
But because of the huge disadvantage in the first half, it is a pity that they failed to get the top three.

But Slytherin House erupted into cheers, because this is what they achieved together!

Snape's lips twitched secretly because Malfoy had defeated Harry.

The students of Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Gryffindor are also very excited, because the winner is in their house!

Everyone in the auditorium was immersed in the excited celebration.

No one is sad tonight!

Oh.
It seems that there is one person who is not very happy.

That's Professor Quirrell.
　Ask for a ticket

　　
　
(End of this chapter)