HP Dawn Night

As we gathered in the locker room early Friday morning, Flint decided to give us a rundown of the tactics he plans to focus on in practice.

"Blatch, as an old player, I hope you can continue to train and improve your goalkeeping level. Montague, because you are new, you need to train Pokov with me and Pusser in lures and reverse passes. .Zabini, Snape, you need to work together to practice double strikes. Zabini, I noticed that you can hit the ball with both left and right hands flexibly. This is a great advantage. I suggest you practice it. You should start working on your backhand, Knepe, I think you seem to have a certain talent for it."

After talking a lot, Flint turned to Draco excitedly:

"Malfoy, I sincerely hope that you can defeat Potter, so your training load is the heaviest—" Flint took a deep breath, "In order to make Gryffindor lose completely, I have planned It's been a whole summer vacation. Now, take your brooms and let's go and see how we work together."

But there was a little surprise.

When we entered, the Gryffindor team was already in the air.

"Flint!" shouted the captain of the opposing team. "It's our training time! We woke up early! Please get out!"

"This place is very big, Wood." The captains of the two teams have been competing on the court for a long time, and they have long disliked each other. Hearing what Wood said, Flint smiled indifferently.

"But I booked the stadium!" Wood snapped, and the Gryffindor players gathered around. I noticed that there were three girls on their team, "I booked it!"

Pusey laughed. "Show them, Marcus."

"Oh," Flint laughed slyly, "I have a note specially signed by Professor Snape. I, Professor Cy. Snape, have allowed the Slytherins to train at the Quidditch pitch today, to train their new Seeker."

After the team's light wheel 2001 was in place, Flint's confidence swelled unprecedentedly, and he decided to use Draco as the secret weapon to defeat Gryffindor.

"You added a new Seeker?" Wood's attention was diverted, "Where is it?"

Gryffindor was clearly impressed by Higgins' fiasco last year, and Flint was visibly displeased to hear Wood mention it, but he stepped out of the way, and Draco flashed out, smug smile.

"Oh — Potter, we meet again," he said slowly.

"Aren't you Lucius Malfoy's son?" said one of the twins in disgust.This was exactly what Flint wanted:

"You actually mentioned Draco's father? Interesting, then please take a look at his generous gift to the Slytherin team."

There is no need to show it, the Nimbus 2001 has already been fully seen by the other party.

"The newest model, the fastest," Flint said lightly, "I believe it's much faster than the old Nimbus 2000, and as for the old sweeper," he looked at the broom in the twins' hands viciously, They each held a handful of Sweeping Seven Star No. 5, "Use them to sweep the floor."

The Gryffindor team was furious, and Draco smiled with satisfaction as he took in their distress.

"Oh, look," said Monty in a grotesque voice, "someone broke into the field."

It was Weasley and Granger, walking across the lawn to see what was going on.

"What's the matter?" asked Weasley, "how do you—"

He was at a loss for words the next second, Draco was standing in front of him in his green Slytherin Quidditch uniform, and he and the team behind him were holding superlative broomsticks.

"Nice, isn't it? You can't even talk, Weasley," Draco said pleasantly. "But maybe the Gryffindor team can get some gold for a few new brooms, too. You guys Those Sweeping Star 5s could be auctioned off, and I think the museum would be happy to pay a premium for them."

The Slytherins laughed, but neither Blaise nor I laughed.Because experience tells us that often nothing good happens in such a situation.

"At least none of the Gryffindors have to pay to get in," Granger said sharply suddenly. "They got in entirely by merit."

The harsh words came directly at Draco, and his face suddenly became ugly.

"You should apologize for that, Granger," I said to her, emerging from the last of the crowd, "the Slytherin team has strict selection, and you should speak from facts rather than your guesses and conjectures."

"Violet, are you also from the Slytherin team?" Potter probably didn't expect that the Slytherin team would recruit girls. Obviously, neither did the others behind him.

"That's right. And I didn't come in because my father is the dean." I looked at Granger coldly, "You can't stop a doting father from buying him and his teammates a few broomsticks , isn't it?"

Granger fought back unconvinced: "Harry is a talented Seeker, Gryffindor's strength cannot be defeated with a few brooms—"

"Slytherin can't be defeated by a single Harry Potter." I interrupted her, Granger rolled his eyes, and seemed to be stuck for a moment.At this time, Ron Weasley yelled at me angrily:

"Smug, isn't it? Standing up for your friends? Bumbling Batboy, as annoying as your greasy father—"

"Weasley, never insult the Godfather and Vio in front of me!" Draco yelled, pulling out his wand, a green light hit Weasley, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

"Ron! Ron! Are you okay?" Granger and Potter knelt down anxiously and called his name. Weasley opened his mouth, but he didn't speak, but hiccupped. A slug fell from his mouth onto his clothes and grass.

"You're going too far!" Granger looked up angrily, not knowing whether she was addressing me or Draco, her face was flushed, her eyes almost burst into flames, "You are just relying on your family It's just a little Galleon! Other than that, you're useless!"

Draco and I looked at each other, and Granger screamed impulsively at Potter again:

"Ron's right! She's just as bad as his father, and she's even more duplicitous! She didn't even stop Malfoy!"

It turned out to be talking about me.

"Violet saved us last term," Potter murmured awkwardly, "and not long ago at Lihen Bookstore—"

"-Duplicate? I don't see why Vio would want to speak up for those who scolded her, Granger!" A powerful voice came, I turned my head, Pansy strode across the lawn, and soon As soon as she walked in front of everyone, she looked down at Weasley, "If you want me to say, this is just self-inflicted."

"He cast a jinx on Ron, which is against the school rules!" Granger argued equally loudly.Pansy glanced at her haughtily:

"Maybe let's clear up the old scores first. How many times has Weasley provoked him since the first year, eh? This is the first time we have attacked him. Oh, let me think, 'Greasy father'? This is Are you talking about Professor Snape? I don't think he'd like to hear it. Mr Weasley, you don't want to do some voluntary work for our Head Master?"

"But……"

"Did Vio and Draco scold you?" Pansy interrupted her unceremoniously, "It seems that you were the first to speak ill."

"He satirized Fred and George—" Granger was in the middle of speaking, and suddenly couldn't continue, and had to bow his head in embarrassment.But Pansy said loudly, without mercy:

"That's right, but it's the truth. As for how Draco got into the school team, that's not your business. Besides, are you trying to slander, Granger?" Pansy looked contemptuously at lying on the ground Weasley, the Gryffindor players surrounded him, but no one seemed to want to touch him, "Granger, your good grades and sharp tongue are of no use here, let's speak with facts, Let's see how long the halo of the savior can cover Gryffindor."

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This chapter seems to be a bit of a black lion house...don't worry~ the conflict between children will be fine slowly