Harry's aberrations caused the young wizards in the stands to talk about him.

"Harry, what's wrong? He's riding a firebolt! Ron grumbled loudly.

Clark glanced at him, "Maybe it's because spring is coming." ”

"What does this have to do with spring?" Ron asked curiously.

Clark didn't want to pay attention to his simple cousin.

At this point, Harry was on the field again, this time turning his bolt and quickly rising twenty feet above the pitch, with Cho Chang still following closely behind him.

It's just that on the way up, Harry suddenly dived again, and Cho Chang thought he had seen the Golden Snitch, so he hurriedly followed him and accelerated his dive.

However, halfway through the dive, Harry took advantage of the powerful braking power of the firebolt, but suddenly braked suddenly, and then accelerated in reverse in an instant, like a bullet, and soared straight into the sky with a whoosh.

Qiu who followed behind him couldn't stop the broom, and stabbed straight down, if it weren't for her good flying skills, she successfully knocked the broom sideways at the last moment and changed the direction of flight, I was afraid that she would have had a close contact with the earth at this time.

"It's a Lansky feint!" Ron, who was sitting next to Clark, stood up excitedly, "Harry is such a genius, I bet he definitely hasn't practiced this before!" ”

Many of the young wizards in the stands who knew anything about Quidditch recognized the famous feint and applauded Harry's wonderful performance.

Rising into the air, Harry saw it again, for the third time: the Golden Snitch glittering over the Ravenclaw court.

Harry sped up and swooped down, and many feet below him, Cho Chang, who had just regained his balance, had calmed down his pounding heart, and he had no strength left to chase Harry.

He's going to win, and the Snitch is about to get it—just then—

"Oh!" Qiu Zhang shouted, pointing down with his hand.

Harry was still distracted, and he looked down.

Three Dementors!

Three tall, thin, black-hooded Dementors were looking up at him.

He didn't stop to think, he just shoved his hand into the middle of his robe, drew his wand, and yelled, "Get out of here, there are many obstacles!" ”

A powerful stream of air erupted from the tip of his wand, like a hard wall, and slammed straight at the ugly monsters, but he didn't stop to take a closer look.

Harry's mind was still miraculously calm, and his eyes were looking ahead—it was coming.

He reached out his hand, still holding his wand, and held the struggling golden snitch between his fingers.

Ms. Hodge's whistle blew and Gryffindor won the race.

Harry spun around in mid-air and saw six bright red blurred figures flying towards him.

It was the rest of the Gryffindor team who surrounded Harry in the center and hugged him so hard that he nearly fell off his broomstick.

"That's good!" Wood shouted over and over again, and he had to get excited.

With back-to-back victories over Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, they only need to win Slytherin to claim this year's Quidditch trophy and add to his school life.

In the midst of the chaos, the Gryffindor players finally dropped to the ground, and Harry left the broomstick, looking up to see a group of Gryffindor supporters running towards the pitch cheering, and it was Ron who rushed to the front.

Before he could react, Harry was surrounded by a cheering crowd and thrown into the air.

"Win!" Ron shouted excitedly, lifting Harry's arm into the air, "Win! Win! ”

"Well done, Harry!" Percy looked delighted, "You let me win ten Galleons!" I'm sorry, I've got to find Penelope—"

"You're awesome, Harry!" "That feint, in particular, is not much different from that of a professional Quidditch player." ”

"It's so exciting!" Hagrid said in a gruff voice over the heads of the Gryffindor crowd.

"That obstacle spell worked pretty well." A voice rang out,

Harry turned his head and saw Clark, Hermione, and Neville standing not far away.

"Thank you, Clarke, the Dementors didn't affect me at all!" Harry excitedly said, "I don't feel anything, your training is working!" ”

"Maybe—I mean, is there a possibility—uh—they're not Dementors?" Clarke's face forced a smile, "Come and see—"

He led Harry out of the crowd to a spot where he could see the edge of the pitch, pointing to a chaotic scene and smiling, "You scared Malfoy enough to choke on that." ”

Harry's eyes widened in surprise as the figure stumbling on the pitch was none other than Marcus Flint, the captain of Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle and Slytherin.

They were scrambling to break free from their long, hooded black robes, and by the look of the embarrassment, it was clear that Malfoy must have been riding on Goyle's shoulders.

Professor McGonagall was standing behind them, an angry expression on her face.

"Shameful ruse!" She yelled, "Despicable, cowardly, trying to do bad to the Gryffindor Seekers!" ”

"Punish each of you for confinement, and Slytherin deduct fifty points!

I'm going to talk to Headmaster Dumbledore about this, that's for sure, ah, he's coming! ”

If there's one thing that could bring the Gryffindor team to a successful conclusion, it's this one.

Ron squeezed through the crowd and joined Harry as Malfoy struggled to break free from his robes, and Goyle's head was still wrapped in his robes, and they both laughed so hard that they couldn't stand up.

"Come on, Harry!" George also hurriedly squeezed over, "Party!" Gryffindor common room, right now! ”

"Okay." Harry said happily, he felt like he hadn't been happier in a long time.

Still wearing bright red jerseys, like bright red flags, he and his players led the way out of the stadium and back to the castle.

Naturally, the three of Clark followed behind the large army, but just as they were crossing the lawn, Clarke's eyes suddenly swept a black shadow out of the corner of his eye.

It was—at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, a huge black dog with shag coats, making its way through the lawn, ready to burrow into the shadows under the budding foliage.

It's Sirius Black!

Even though he hadn't seen him, Clark still recognized him at a glance.

Gu Yuan

And not far behind Blake is Crook Mountain, dressed in ginger.

As if sensing something, the big black dog, who had been about to burrow into the woods, suddenly turned around and looked in Clark's direction.

The eyes of the two sides collided in the air, and the big black dog pretended to be innocent and tilted his head, but he was actually trembling and frightened.

Blake also didn't expect it, just taking advantage of the game to explore the castle, and he would also be seen when he came out.

Fortunately, he still maintains the form of Animagus, so he should not be recognized. Blake prayed in his heart.

Sure enough, the little wizard looked away after staring at him for a moment.

"What are you looking at?" On the other side, Hermione saw Clark stop and asked curiously.

The next second, following Clark's gaze, Hermione also saw two creatures on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and her eyes widened sharply.

"Crook Hill! What to do outside the castle? And what is that? ”

"It's like a dog, a big black dog." Neville interjected.

Hermione glanced at Clark, but Clark shook his head, "It's nothing, maybe we were wrong, maybe it's just a tree or a rock or something." ”

Neville and Hermione were noncommittal, but they didn't dig deeper, turned around and followed Clark back to the break room for the rest of the party.

Then, as if Gryffindor House had won the Quidditch Cup, the party lasted all day and lasted until late at night.

Fred and George Weasley disappeared for two hours, and when they returned, they had a large pile of butterbeer, pumpkin soda, and several large bags of Duke Honey candy in their arms.

"How did you get your hands on it?" Angelina Johnson asked curiously, as George threw mint toad candy into the crowd, causing the girls to scream.

"We got a little help from Moon Face, Wormtail, Big Feet, and Pointed Fork." Fred winked at Clark.

At one o'clock in the morning, Professor McGonagall, dressed in plaid pajamas and wearing a hairnet, appeared, insisting that everyone go to bed, and the Gryffindor party was over.

Clark and the others climbed the stairs and returned to the dormitory, some of them still discussing the game, but Clark quickly fell asleep.

Nothing to say all night, and nothing crazy in the middle of the night, the murderer relied on a small note to break into the Gryffindor common room and try to kill Ron.

In the days that followed, everything was normal, the children went about their classes as usual, the Gryffindor students discussed their House's hopes of winning the Quidditch Trophy, and everything was in harmony.

For Clarke, the Dueling Club's [Professional] diffusion plan is also underway.

He probed the members and found that at this pace, those students would have to continue training like this for a year and a half to two years at the earliest before they could actually complete the transfer.

Fortunately, it was a little slower, but Clark could afford to wait.

As for the dragon farm and fire dragon park, they are completely on the fast track of development.

In the second month after the official opening of Fire Dragon Park, there are only a handful of young wizards who choose to go to Hogsmeade Village on weekends.

Not only that, but after seeing the operating profits of Fire Dragon Park and Dragon Farm, some school directors couldn't sit still, and after knowing that Clark had no intention of expanding financing for the time being, they also had their own tricks.

In addition to some people trying to move their own industries related to dragon farms to the vicinity of dragon farms to promote the establishment of dragon industrial parks, some school directors have also set their sights on other small dragon farms in the UK and even Europe.

Trying to increase his shareholding ratio by taking a stake in the fire dragon.

Clark neither agreed nor objected to this, which was considered a tacit acquiescence, after all, it did provide a boost to the development of the dragon farm.

However, not everyone is happy about the prosperity of the dragon farm.

The Bock family, who have been engaged in the smuggling of magical materials, especially dragon materials, have been obsessed with the business of dragon farms.

Through last year's wave of operations, Clark has completely excluded their family, and no matter how many other people try to be lobbyists, they can't make him change his mind.

Coupled with the impact of this incident on the dragon farm on their family's dragon material smuggling business, this made the Bock family's school board representative Darren? Bock often voiced his objections on the school board.

In addition to him, the other person who saw the prosperity of the dragon farm and was anxious was Bruce Stewart, an Ilvermorny transfer student from the United States.

Ever since the last time he met him in Egypt's capital of the dead, Bruce Stewart has been avoiding him and never appearing in front of him.

Although the names of the two are very fateful, Clark has no interest in men.

However, on a Saturday at the Dragon Park Open House, Clark saw him.

He was talking to Charlie about the new dragon placement in the office area at the top of the hill when he saw Bruce Stewart walking down the glass walkway through the window.

He walked slowly, blending in with a group of students, and soon fell at the back of the group.

Clark looked at his looking around and guessed that he was afraid that he was instructed by someone behind him to come here to find out the situation.

It's just that I don't know if it's the Magical Congress of America standing behind him, or some interest group in the American wizarding community.

"Clark!" Charlie's voice suddenly came from his ears.

Clark suddenly came back to his senses and saw Charlie looking at him, "Ah, where did you just go?" ”

Charlie was also speechless about his wandering, so he had to say, "It's about the safety of the fire dragon." ”

"That's right! Be safe! Clark glanced out the window again, and Bruce Stewart was no longer visible.

"It's not just about keeping an eye out for the dragons so that they don't cause harm to the park and the people in the park, but also about preventing some people from causing damage inside the dragon park."

Clark retracted his gaze and exhorted Charlie.

Charlie was stunned for a moment, "We will continue to strengthen the defensive magic array on this side of the park, plus Nobeta is also very obedient, it should not be a problem to accommodate two or three more fire dragons in the entire dragon breeding farm." ”

"But this is an internal nonsense...... Are you worried that someone will attack the dragon farm? Charlie asked curiously, "This is Hogwarts, with Headmaster Dumbledore here, who dares to make trouble here?" ”

"I can't say that," Clark shook his head, "but you've been in Romania and know that this dragon farm is more than just a dragon farm, and the interests and disputes involved behind it are enough to make some people take risks." ”

Although Charlie doesn't know very well, he has absolute trust in Clark, the extremely smart cousin.

Wen Yan nodded, and went down to arrange the work according to his instructions.

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