I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 97

"Duncan, Jason, you two are going to swing the bat at the same time, do you know what is simultaneous?"

Davis' roar echoed across the empty arena.

Duncan and Jason, who were high in the sky, had bitter expressions on their faces, and replied: "Got it!"

Davis continued to growl: "Again, Gryffindor's batters can do it twice after practicing, how about you? After practicing for so long, there is still no tacit understanding. better!"

"The two of them are twin brothers, and the hitters of those professional teams may not have a tacit understanding with them!"

Duncan and Jensen got up high, then sprinted down to the immobile Bludger.

The two of them are practicing a double combo.

Two people hitting a Bludger at the same time can make the Bludger's attack more lethal.

The next game was coming soon, and Davis changed their Quidditch practice from twice a week to once a day.

Moreover, he was extremely strict. In the hearts of the Ravenclaw players, he was almost as terrifying as Snape.

On the other side of the court, there are two serve machines that can be rotated, which are provided by John for the team.

Qiu Zhang hovered in the air on a broomstick with a focused expression. When the ball rushed out of the ball machine, she immediately went to catch it at the fastest speed.

Compared with her skills in the last competition, her skills are now very different.

In front of the goal, Grant Page is waiting seriously, trying his best to block every small ball that wants to break through the goal.

As for John and Jeremy?

The two of them were lying leisurely on the grass field.

Their training has long been completed.

Jeremy held a piece of grass in his mouth and chewed it lightly, admiring Grant's defensive performance.

When he saw Grant flying upside down a ball flying from a strange angle, he sat up excitedly and clapped vigorously: "Good job, Grant! John, did you see that?"

After waiting for a while, Jeremy didn't hear a response. He turned his head in doubt: "John?"

John woke up from his sleep and asked, "What's the matter? Training is over?"

Jeremy frowned: "John, you really should take a good rest, the dark circles on your face are about to catch up with Davis' current face."

John yawned lazily: "I see, I will take a good rest for a few days after the game is over,"

Recently, he has to train intensively and is busy with entertainment, so he rarely has time to rest.

John even started to think about whether to cut his soul in half with Voldemort and make a clone.

But thinking about Voldemort's lack of IQ in the later stage, John thought about it and forgot it.

If it's really stupid at that time, it's not easy to handle
Jeremy shook his head. He took off his school robe and covered John. He turned his head and continued to enjoy the performance of Qiu Zhang and Grant.

As for Duncan and Jason, the two of them have been scolded.

It was quite interesting to watch the excitement at first, but after a long time, there is really no appreciation value.

Suddenly there was a humming vibration in John's pocket.

He raised his head in an instant, his keen eyes wandering around the court.

"What's wrong?" Jeremy asked quickly, startled.

John took out a bell from his pocket, shook it, and said, "Someone is watching our training."

Davis previously told him that he did not want the content of the training to be known.

Otherwise, others may formulate targeted tactics.

So John transformed the mother and son alarm bells and placed them around the stadium.

Now the big bell sounded the alarm, proving that someone was peeping around.

"Who?" Jeremy followed John to search.

"I haven't found him yet."

John's gaze swept around like an eagle, and when he passed a shadow under the stands, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

There seems to be something moving there.
John patted Jeremy on the arm, and the two walked in opposite directions, then circled behind the stands.

"Hands up, hand in your gun and wand and you won't kill!"

John touched the back of the voyeur, pointed his wand at the two in front and said.

Excited, I accidentally said the wrong word.

Marcus and Montague of the Slytherin Quidditch team were taken aback and tried to run away in a hurry.

Peeking at another team's play is not a glorious thing to do.

But Ravenclaw's tactics in the last game left an indelible impact on Marcus, so he was afraid that Ravenclaw would do some tricks again, and they couldn't deal with it, so he sneaked over.

But as soon as they turned around, without lifting their legs, Jeremy stood in front of them.

"The cat is here to peek at our tactics. It is so shameless that it admits its mistake and wants to run away! Marcus Flint, it's you!"

John stood behind Marcus, twirling his wand, and said disgustedly.

"You!" Marcus turned angrily, pointed at John with his eyes wide open.

"Why do you want to fight? I'm standing here and promise not to fight back."

John shrugged, put his wand back on his waist,

"But you have to think about it carefully. If a senior student beats a first-grade kid, he should sue the professor and deduct at least [-] points, right?"

"Your college points have finally caught up, and now you deduct him again, do you think people in your college will let you go?"

John looked at Flint mockingly, like a villain.

Since the other party is shameless, there is no need for him to be polite.

"Or can you add it back in class?"

"But I thought about it"

John nodded his head,

"With your strength, if you don't get deducted points, you should kneel down and thank the teacher for your kindness."

Marcus was so angry at John's words that he clenched his fists and was about to rush to John.

But Montague who was following him still had reason and hurriedly pulled him back.

If they did get points deducted, the Slytherin students would tear them apart even if Snape didn't settle with them.

The point is that they haven't won the last game.
"Don't you dare to do it? Then don't make that scary look. If you are a kindergarten kid, you may be scared to cry." John said, "But I am already 11 years old, I only think you are ridiculous. "

"Okay, anyway, you didn't see anything, so I will show mercy, and I will let you off this time! If you still want to watch it next time, please send me an application in advance, and I will prepare a viewing seat for you. Anyway, you I don't understand either"

John waved his hand like a fly, making room for Marcus and Montague.

"John Brock!"

Marcus was completely irritated by John, he broke free from Montague's hand, and punched John fiercely.

Against Marcus' tall frame, John looked a little pitiful.

But seeing Marcus rushing, John put his hands behind his back without panic, with a mocking smile on his face.

Marcus yelled and slammed his fist into John's face.

But the fist missed, and a strange smoke suddenly rose from the bottom of his feet, covering his whole body.

With a bang, Marcus' body swelled rapidly and turned into a balloon, floating wobbly.

The fist that was thrown also missed John's face.

"Oh, how silly."

John shook his head, seeing Marcus still struggling to touch him.

He blew hard, and Marcus floated away.

The smoke that just rose is a new prank prop developed by Fred, George and Dennis.

It is called a big smoke bomb, and if you throw it on a person, that person will inflate into a balloon and float about one meter above the ground.

It will take a few minutes before it falls from the sky.

When John first came over, he secretly threw a few on the ground, but Marcus really couldn't suppress his temper.

"What about you? Do you want to try it yourself?" John asked Montague.

Montague's face was uncertain, he hesitated for a moment, turned around in one direction, and chased after Marcus who was drifting away.

"You wait for me!" Montague said a harsh word before leaving.

"I didn't expect you to have the talent to be a villain. What you said just now makes me want to beat you up."

Jeremy looked at John and said with a smile.

"Of course." John replied, "I am qualified to go to four colleges!"

(End of this chapter)