By Muggle standards, it was two of the best sports car bomber engines at this time.

When their eyes met, the two of them in the sky were like two arrows in red and green.

Without thinking, as soon as he pressed the flying broomstick, the fire crossbow arrow burst out.

They have only one goal, and that is the golden snitch.

The current score is 30-80 and Slytherin leads.

Even though Wood is like a door god, and with six light wheels 2001 and hard training no less than Gryffindor, Slytherin has already been reborn.

There is only one in their eyes, victory!

Slytherin batsman Derrick spotted the Bludger and slammed it in Harry's direction.

Bludger flew straight towards Harry under his control.

Harry spun his broomstick and dodged the ball, catching a glimpse of the chasing figure out of the corner of his eye.

Not to be outdone, he picked up his speed and tried to distance Malfoy.

The Golden Snitch is the key, the scorching progress of the game, and if you catch it, Gryffindor will win.

Wood, who was in his seventh year, loved Quidditch so much that Harry didn't want him to leave with regrets and win the trophy for Gryffindor.

With that in mind, Harry sped up and flew in the sky.

The speed is faster, which means that the controls are more difficult.

The Golden Snitch walked through the Gryffindor stands, and Harry lifted up to keep flying fast.

"Catch it."

He thought so, his eyes fixed on the Golden Snitch.

Approaching step by step, the next second, his body was hit by brute force.

His face sank, and he was about to open his mouth to scold Malfoy for being despicable, but he saw that Malfoy didn't even look at him.

In Malfoy's eyes, there was only the Golden Snitch.

His hair was blown against the back of his head, but he didn't care.

He controlled the firebolts and sped up desperately, and Harry followed.

Two people flew out of the sky, and the golden snitch drilled headlong underneath.

Chasing under the familiar stands, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

The wooden frame was an obstacle, and Harry was so talented that he was always able to dodge it with his flying skills when he was about to collide.

Beads of sweat beaded on Malfoy's forehead, and he didn't dare let go of his broomstick's hand to wipe it.

Beads of sweat were blown by the wind, moving slowly, but little by little towards the eyes.

This speed flew under the stands full of obstacles, and the students who saw this scene exclaimed.

They couldn't see anyone, but they could see the cloth under the wind blowing as they flew by.

The two figures are one in front of the other, and the difference is only half a body.

Harry found himself slowing down, and he was furious, thinking it was Malfoy using a little trick again.

But in the next second, white gold drilled into his sight.

It's not that he's slow, it's Malfoy who's fast.

Malfoy was still accelerating, on a treacherous track.

Not to be outdone, Harry also accelerated.

Instead of slowing down, the two of them were getting faster and faster below.

The golden snitch sprang out, and only a vague afterimage of the two men followed.

Marcus Flint saw this scene, and he recalled the bits and pieces of training.

At that time, Malfoy seemed to be a different person, he was completely crazy, the most bitter and tired, and he still insisted when everyone was complaining.

Gradually, Malfoy took over his captaincy, and the whole team persisted by one person.

He's like this, how can he lose!

Marcus Flint's eyes were red, and he yelled, "We're Slytherin!! ”

It's rare for him to do this in a game, it's more of a shady move.

This voice woke up all the team members.

They roared, "Noble Slytherin, defend glory to the death!" ”

The six of them roared a sense of courage, a far cry from Gryffindor's image of Slytherin's vile and sinister appearance.

Katie was in a trance, and was snatched by Montei from the Quaffleball and hit the goal.

Cheers erupted from the Slytherin stands.

John saw the scene.

"We come from a quagmire,

We crave rights,

We are ambitious,

We are strong and calm,

We are elegant and self-controlled,

We never regret it,

We are Slytherin. ”

The sound was heard clearly throughout the Quidditch pitch, and the restless stands fell silent.

He then spoke:

"We chase glory,

We defend glory,

We bear witness to glory,

We...... That is, glory. ”

Every Slytherin had a frenzy in his eyes at the moment.

Like witnesses, they clenched their fists.

It wasn't known who was taking the lead, a word was shouted out of every Slytherin's mouth.

"Glory!"

"Glory!"

"Glory!"

...

Crazy, everything is the same as crazy.

The uniform glory overshadows the noise of the three houses with the power of one house.

The Quidditch pitch was covered in glory, and the green condensed into a terrifying force.

Every Slytherin seems to have infinite power pouring out of their bodies, and the Slytherin team six have become even stronger.

The score was quickly being pulled away, and Wood was so anxious that he didn't dare to look at Harry's side.

After the word glory was spoken, the Slytherin team was like a chicken.

Even when he saw Warrington, the soft egg who was hit in the nose by a Bludger, he didn't say a word, they were like fanatical believers, and the word glory is faith.

Malfoy, who was chasing the Golden Snitch, heard the voice, and scenes of hard training flashed through his mind.

What's that for?

For glory!

So what are you waiting for?

Malfoy directly sped up, and the golden snitch suddenly fell and flew towards the ground.

What a familiar scene it was, and Malfoy swooped down without hesitation.

Harry walked alongside him, darling down to the ground.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats, and Hermione and Ron stood up, looking nervously at the other side.

The Malfoy of the past gave up, and the Malfoy of today will not!

Malfoy roared, "Come here!" ”

Both hands grabbed the golden snitch almost simultaneously, and fell from the broomstick in no particular order, rolling two trails on the ground, forming a "V" shape.

Everyone stood up, they looked forward to it, and Ron nervously muttered, "Harry, please it must be Harry......"

Hermione watched nervously, she saw the position of Harry's fall, and she was afraid that the fall would hurt.

The students of the four houses all stared at the clasped hands of the two, Harry's right hand and Malfoy's left.

At this point, Harry recovered from the fall and vertigo, and he clenched his fists.

The next moment.

Harry smiled, and he opened his right hand and raised it high, the Golden Snitch in his hand.

"I caught it!"

Gryffindor erupted in loud cheers, and Slytherin was in mourning.

Ms. Hodge blew the final whistle.

"It's over."

"Slytherin wins!"

The smile froze, the Gryffindor students were stunned, and Ron looked angrily at Ernie McMillan, who had spoken.

Professor McGonagall's face turned pale with a smile on Snape's lips.

Freeze frame with a scorer placed on the table.

180∶190

The difference of ten points was thrown in by Montay at the cost of being hit by a Bludger and breaking the bridge of his nose.

He had a constant nosebleed from his nose.

Everyone didn't expect it to be so dramatic.

Harry caught the Golden Snitch, but Gryffindor lost the match.

Malfoy sat on the ground, his glazed eyes hearing the voice resurface.

He staggered to his feet and looked at Harry as he opened his mouth with a complicated look in his eyes.

Finally he said, "You won me, but you can't win Slytherin." ”

According to the law of conservation of energy, a smile does not disappear, but is only transferred to someone else's face.

In the Slytherin stands, the cheers were deafening.

The players rushed to Montay and jumped on him one by one to cheer.

Malfoy looked lonely, but in the next second, he was pressed to the ground, and five or six people were pressed against him.

"We succeeded, Draco, defend the glory!"

"You're flying amazing!"

"I was stupid when I dropped the fire bolt."

Unlike the last time they lost to Gryffindor, this time Malfoy was buried in cheers.

"yes, we're victorious." Malfoy said with hindsight.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise wildly, and finally turned into rampant laughter.

One of the kings of Gryffindor is Harry Potter.

Then Slytherin himself is the king of the Four Houses.

The new king's ascension to the throne failed, and Slytherin defended the glory.

We are glory.

Glory to Slytherin!

...

Dumbledore was in charge of presenting the prize, which was Slytherin's eighth title.

But this time, Dumbledore's eyes revealed complexity.

Dumbledore looked at the boy who had also stood up and cheered, and he had turned Slytherin from sand into green glass.

And he will be the king of Slytherin.

John Wick.

...