Not long after the start of the term, the Quidditch teams of the four colleges became active.

The selection of the Slytherin school team also took place as scheduled.

Draco made it to the Slytherin school Quidditch team very successfully.

Andrea's flying talent is actually pretty good.

You must know that Lucius was the Quidditch captain of Slytherin when he was a boy, and his son and daughter's flying talents are naturally not bad.

But Andrea is different from Draco.

Andrea is a girl.

Slytherin girls pay attention to ladylike demeanor, so although the Slytherin school team does not have a rule not to admit female players, since ancient times, Slytherin has never had female Quidditch players.

Our little Platinum girl has no intention of challenging herself as a lady, so there is absolutely no way she will be on the varsity Quidditch team.

Therefore, she had high hopes for Draco.

The Meidiqi competition is a team competition, and it is the result of everyone's cooperation. It is not possible for one person to turn the tide—of course, an excellent Seeker is the most important thing, but it is not that no Seeker caught the Golden Snitch. The team that lost the game in the end.

In order for the Gryffindor Quidditch team with Harry Potter to lose, Andrea believes that their Slytherin players must strengthen their equipment in addition to excellent skills and tactics.

The platinum little girl who once asked Lucius to donate the flying broomsticks used for flying lessons to Hogwarts school, let alone the flying broomsticks used to equip the Slytherin school team.

Therefore, not long after the little girl's letter was mailed, seven of the newly launched "Nimulus 2001" were mailed over, and Andrea handed them over to Marcus Flint, the captain of the Slytherin school team.

Marcus Flint was naturally grinning from ear to ear when he received this pie that fell from the sky.

He valued Draco almost to the point of immeasurable.

It's tomorrow.

This is what Lucius came to do for his son.

As the captain, he accepted such a heavy gift, so he must show it.

So, he chose Draco as the Seeker for the Slytherin team - of course, Draco's flying talent is indeed qualified for this.

And decided to strengthen training for him, must surpass the savior of Gryffindor, and regain the face of the Slytherin Quidditch team.

So, on Saturday morning, he specially asked Head Slytherin to approve the note, asked for the school's Quidditch pitch, recruited the whole team, and trained Draco together.

When Draco was notified of training on Friday, he was a little bit annoyed at that moment.

Is his flying talent so weak that he needs the whole team to train with him?

However, if it is not considered that his skills are so weak that he needs training, then is it necessary to work so hard?

Obviously, Marcus Flint's painstaking efforts in cultivation cannot be understood by our platinum little prince. If we use our oriental words, it is called flattery.

Of course, Draco wasn't too angry.

He believes that Marcus and the others don't understand his Quidditch skills, so they have doubts about whether he can be a Quidditch Seeker. As long as he shows his strength, it will be fine.

So, he suggested: "Actually, we can have a small competition without making a special trip for me."

Of course, Marcus would never object to his suggestion: "When we have time, we will have a small game."

Andrea also knew early on that they were going to train. She got up early on Saturday morning and dragged Pansy, who was sleep-deprived, and Daphne, who had no interest in Quidditch, to the Quidditch pitch. Looking at Draco's heroic posture.

Training for the Slytherin Quiche team didn't go very well.

First, the Gryffindors were already training when they got to the Hogwarts Quidditch pitch.

A row of Gryffindor players wearing golden and red robes were flying in the sky, and several lions also wearing Gryffindor uniforms were in midair, seemingly struggling for something.

Suddenly, a red-haired man who seemed to be one of the Weasley twins said, "Slytherins don't need spies, Oliver."

His words were quite loud, and his voice was blown down by the light wind.

The players on the Slytherin side frowned, and Marcus Flint was annoyed: "With the minds of those stupid lions in Gryffindor and the tactics they have developed, do I need to release spies?"

Avery, one of the old players, smiled contemptuously: "They obviously don't know themselves."

"that is!"

"..."

Draco didn't participate in their angry conversation, flicked his dust-free robe, slowed his pace, and smiled to Andrea, Pansy, and Daphne who came with him on the court: "Obviously, we have It's a good show."

He remembered that he seemed to have experienced this in his previous life, but it was so long ago that he couldn't remember the details. He only remembered that the final result was very happy—Ron Weasley of the red-haired poor family was killed by himself. His wand rebounded and he spat out slugs for days.

Andrea looked at Draco suspiciously, and asked softly, "What's the fun?"

Draco looked at Pansy and Daphne with some embarrassment. Such a happy scene couldn't be explained in detail to his lovely sister in advance. He could only say: "You just wait and see."

Gryffindor's captain Wood rushed over, and because of his anger, he landed a little heavier than he expected.He got off the broom a little wobbly.Harry, Fred and George followed suit.

"Flint!" Wood yelled at Marcus Flint: "It's our training time! We got up early! Please get out!"

Marcus Flint looked at Wood, who was a size smaller than him, and said lightly, "This place is huge, Wood."

Avery and the others stood side by side in a row behind Marcus, squinting at the Gryffindor players with exactly the same look, and the Gryffindor lion stood behind Wood not to be outdone, viciously stare at them.

"But I booked the stadium!" Wood said sharply, "I booked it!"

"Oh," said Flint, "but I have a note specially signed by Professor Snape. He has allowed the Slytherins to practice at the Quidditch pitch today, to train our new Seekers."

"You have added a new seeker?" Wood's attention was diverted: "Where is it?"

Draco walked out very consciously, with a proud and proud smile on his face: "It's me."

"It's you? Aren't you the illegitimate son of Lucius Malfoy?" Fred Weasley said disgustedly, the feud between the red-haired family and the platinum family is not a one-sided feud, the Weasley family Some people are disgusted at the sight of platinum-blond hair.

Marcus and the others gasped, and turned to look at Draco in unison.

Draco is the illegitimate child of the Malfoy family, everyone knows that, but no one dares to say it—no matter whether it is in front of people or behind people, no one dares to say it, because those who dare to say it are not dealt with. Not sure.

At the beginning of the last school year, it wasn't that no one said it behind his back.

However, these people have all been dealt with - the mildest ones only lie in the hospital for a few days, and the serious ones lie in bed for ten days and half a month.

Moreover, the most frightening thing is that those who were dealt with did not know when they were wronged—all of them received notes while lying in the hospital waiting room, warning them not to gossip about Malfoy. Know who is picking them up.

After that, no one dared to say anything about Draco's parentage.

Of course, no one knew, and Draco was offended that they said he was an illegitimate child.

In his last life, he was the legitimate eldest grandson of the Malfoy family in the wizarding world.

In this life, he is also the legitimate eldest grandson of the Smith family in the Muggle world.

Which one is the illegitimate child who is unclear and unclear?

Andrea glared at Fred Weasley viciously, shaking with rage.

Lucius had no illegitimate children, and Fred's words were slandering his reputation and reputation.

When she was about to speak, Draco patted her shoulder lightly and said softly, "Leave it to me!"

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