The sound of thunder and rain makes it impossible to tell the speed of time.

Astoria's windproof glasses were knocked out, and the cracks that appeared on them blocked her vision, and she ripped them off and threw them away.

She gasped, and she had done all the effective offenses so far.

Ron completely exploded like a goalkeeper, and all but her balls were saved.

Ginny is also very drained, but with Ron and Dean working together, she is not as tired as Astoria.

The gears of fate have turned, and the two captains of the next year collide here.

300:500, 200 points!

Ginny, with the belief of being alone, was stopped by Astoria.

The two meet in a narrow way, and finally collide with each other without giving in, causing the two girls to fall off the broomstick.

The Quaffle swayed in from the goal.

"Come on, Harry——!"

Ginny roared against the rain, carrying the message.

The sound pierces the sound of rain.

Thunder dawns and darkness.

The golden fell, and the two voices that appeared with it fell straight down amid cheers and Ginny's roar.

Astoria refused to stop the game and yelled at the Slytherin players, "Go and score!"

Slytherin frantically attacked Gryffindor.

Harry held out his finger to touch the full stop that was close in front of him.

"You know what, Potter." Malfoy's voice rang out.

Harry looked sideways, and there was no nervousness on his face, only the persistence of victory, the joy of the game.

"I'm Malfoy," Malfoy grinned, "do whatever it takes, whatever it takes, that's who I am!"

With that, Malfoy switched to his flying style and kicked his broomstick.

In the stunned gaze of everyone, he leaped forward.

Because of this jump, the gold in front of me disappeared.

The firebolt lost control and headed straight out of the field, Malfoy roared with his arms outstretched.

Harry's mind went blank, it was a thousand meters in the air, how dare he.

Seeing that Malfoy was still falling, Harry didn't hesitate to turn around and fly towards Malfoy.

Everyone was stunned by Malfoy's crazy actions, and the exclamations came one after another.

Astoria struggles to come to the rescue, but a Bludger strikes the tail of her broomstick and causes her to lose control.

"Is he crazy?" Ron scolded.

The Slytherin team all turned around.

But Malfoy fell fast.

As he was about to land on the field, Malfoy was hit by a figure.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them barely flew out of a distance on the flying broomstick, and fell, rolled on the muddy water together, and lay on the field with their backs to the sky.

The next second, a loud laugh came out of his mouth.

A figure raised its right hand, gold shining in the darkness.

The gold, which had been missed several times, finally appeared in his hand.

"End !! Competition"

Malfoy looked at the golden snitch in his hand and smiled more happily than ever.

Finally, he caught the Golden Snitch before Harry Potter's eyes.

Use everything you have.

He was smiling and laughing, choking on the rain and coughing.

As if he was tired, he simply lay on the court.

"You won," Harry said with a complicated look as his glasses were wet from the rain, "You've always won."

"No, Harry." Malfoy sat up, stared at the golden snitch in his hand, and said, "You've always won."

Yes, it was Malfoy's first win.

It was always Slytherin who defeated Harry Potter.

This was Malfoy's first victory.

But he was won back by Harry's unhesitating rescue.

He staggered to his feet and held out his hand to Harry

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Harry was stunned for a moment, then smiled in relief.

The hand that the first grade did not hold, held at this moment.

Malfoy pulled the man up and said earnestly, "Good game."

"yes, it's exciting." Harry looked up at his teammates as they descended.

This time it wasn't Gryffindor who lost, it was Harry Potter.

The applause rang out, no one cared about the victory, they were all sending applause for the good game.

Ernie choked with tears in his eyes and said, "This one, Slytherin won, this is an unprecedented game that will go down in the history of Hogwarts."

"Draco Malfoy did everything he could, Harry Potter to save the last."

"It's the best game, it's the pinnacle of matchups."

"How I wish they would meet in the next arena, and I will definitely be cheering for them again."

Ernie was so emotional, not only him, but even Professor McGonagall was wiping tears from her eyes.

What she loved was never victory.

It's one different game after another, which makes people shout with excitement and tears.

Only Snape wanted to say that the game was exciting, but it wasn't enough to be written into Hogwarts: A School History.

Everyone looked at the man who shook hands and made peace.

Players from both sides fell.

Malfoy suddenly smiled wickedly, and Harry was stunned.

Malfoy grabbed his hand and threw it back, and Harry was thrown out and fell back into the muddy water.

Those moving voices came to an abrupt end.

Malfoy was very scolded, "Look to the loser, look to the winner."

Harry was furious, you bastard, I just saved you!

Anyway, in the last game, Harry simply ignored it.

A hungry tiger rushes up and scuffles with Malfoy.

In this regard, John can only say that it is worthy of Malfoy.

Ernie was even more like eating, and said angrily, "Give me back my touch!"

However, when the two of them fought, the cheers became stronger.

Gryffindor, who was still sad about not winning the championship this year, immediately cheered for Harry.

"Kill him, Harry!"

"Kill that damn Slytherin!"

"Punch him in the face!"

The arena becomes the scene of a boxing match.

The whole school watched as the two students beat each other.

Until later, it was the respective deans who took people away and dragged them to confinement.

The two who have been entangled for seven years ended in this touching and funny way.

The Golden Snitch was collected by Malfoy.

In his words, this is evidence of Potter's failure.

John couldn't help but give him a thumbs up for this, if it weren't for you being the most annoying.

However, after this game, people will talk about it and keep reminiscing.

Astoria seems to have a fight with Ginny, and the two beautiful girls end up snorting at each other after meeting in the auditorium.

After Ron's outburst, his adrenaline was exhausted and he lay in the school hospital for three days.

It wasn't until he checked that he found that he was covered in bruises from the ghost flying ball.

He didn't feel any pain before, but now he grinned in pain.

There is also a benefit, that is, Lavender secretly sent Qiu Bo to him, and often visited her little Ron in the school hospital.

Ron enjoys being fed..z.

Hermione watched from the side, expressionless, and said, "I'm going to throw up."

Harry was also a little sick to his stomach by this sensual thing, but when he thought about it, if Ginny was doing this to himself, it would seem ......

He giggled, making Hermione hate that iron is not steel.

...

Once again, John saw Malfoy being hung up for scolding.

I don't know why, after he won Harry once

It's like winning the whole world.

Always tired of repeating there how he had captured the Golden Snitch in front of Harry.

Although the impatience with the story can be seen in Goyle's and Calab's faces, they have to succumb to Malfoy's force.

The final game ended, and then it was their final period at school.

The library became a permanent place for students.

Except John.

He sent him to consult his professor on alchemy.

Basil flew back with an arrow in his mouth.

Somewhat inexplicable, John took the arrow down.

"Didn't you go and send the soul potion, why did you bring back an arrow?"

Taking a look at the arrow, John found that the material of the arrow was still very special and full of toughness.

He also thought it was Daddy's prank.

As everyone knows, this is Basil who took the flying arrows away by the way.

John didn't take the matter to heart either, and threw the arrow aside.

He glanced at the gray level 7 on the panel.

Reaching a bottleneck, he needs to use other methods to improve his strength.

On his fingers, a black substance like smoke traveled between his fingers.

Staring at the thing, John silently said, "Silently, dark."

To break this limit, he needs more power to help.

He has the magic at the top of the pyramid, seeking a breakthrough, as if returning to zero to one.

Silently coming to the palm of his hand, John crushed it.

The force of the explosion shook the Star Society, and several Star Spirits staggered unsteadily.

John pondered, "The power of darkness."

A black aura flashed in his eyes.

Remembering the infinite darkness of that mysterious magical dimension.

If it was there, John could break that bottleneck.

But the chances of getting there again are too low.

"I need power other than magic."

Look up at the starry sky at the dome.

He rubbed his ring.

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