Chapter 79 The Academy Cup War
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Qing Mo Da Xian
Things turned out exactly as Draco expected.
Crabbe and Goyle, who were loyal younger brothers, were suddenly attacked by a big dung while cleaning the corridor on the third floor during their lunch break.
The prisoner was not found, and Filch increased the punishment.
By dinner time, the twins were still playing with the big dung eggs in a grand manner.
"Damn, how dare they be arrogant!"
At the long Slytherin table, a senior student couldn't help cursing.
"They're united—"
The new Quidditch captain, fifth-year Marcus Flint, begins to dissect the situation little by little.
Before today, Gryffindor was a group of lions fighting on their own.
But with Vincent's response in the morning, they, who should have started fighting among themselves, all focused their attention on Slytherin.
There are no internal conflicts, and instead they are consistent with the outside world.
"I dare say I've never seen a Gryffindor like it."
In the muscular Marcus, the silver fork in his hand began to deform little by little.
"Vincent Wayne, he's too calm to be a Gryffindor."
Except for a few who were not very bright, the Slytherin students all gasped.
Impulsive and irritable are the characteristics of little lions.
Slytherin was able to hold down Gryffindor steadily in the first six years, but it lacked a student who was calm enough to lead them.
The more Draco listened, the more ugly his face became.
He is an ambitious man.
But Vincent, who made himself a disadvantage at first sight, seems to be more ambitious than him.
The Owl Court Club is probably used to win over the students.
With this kind of power, even Muggle-borns can quickly rise to the top.
If it is allowed to develop, the future Wayne may drive a plane and a tank and lead a large group of Muggles to occupy the Ministry of Magic.
With a livid face, Draco turned his back, looked at the Gryffindor table and swore secretly.
Feeling the gaze, Vincent turned his head and met his determined eyes.
"Malfoy's playing tricks again."
Neville also looked back, "Are they going to take revenge?"
"It will definitely." Seeing that the little snakes were discussing quietly, James quickly signaled to everyone with his eyes.
Harry, who was in a very happy mood, saw Draco's deflated expression, let alone how happy he was.
The prayer to Night Breeze last night really helped.
"Ron, we have someone to thank."
The first-year students all turned their eyes to Vincent who had finished his meal.
"What about us?" The twins huddled beside him.
Harry nodded seriously, "Without the joy you brought to everyone, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to survive the previous period."
"We are brave, we are fearless, we are courageous, we are Gryffindors!"
Vincent took the lead in shouting the slogan, which frightened the little eagles and little badgers.
With such a blatant mockery, Marcus became violent on the spot.
Draco stood up, waving his small fists in an attempt to stir up the atmosphere.
"We are strong and calm, we are graceful and reserved, we never regret, we are Slytherins!"
However, only a few people are responding here and there.
The main reason is that his emotions are not in place, and his demeanor is not as relaxed as that of the person who stepped on the long table opposite.
As soon as the professors came in, they were taken aback by the lively scene.
Snape's face was dark, and he was very unhappy.
On the contrary, McGonagall was in a very good mood.
The slightest bit of displeasure she felt about the small essay disappeared at this moment.
Sprout was applauding and seemed in a good mood.
Seeing that the atmosphere was so good, Flitwick raised his wand and accompanied the lion cubs.
The rest of the professors didn't think there was anything wrong.
Quilo, who was submissive in front of others, also forced a smile on his face.
"Oh, it's so touching." Dumbledore quietly wiped the corners of his eyes.
Gryffindor has not been as united as it has been for many years.
Vincent, who received the most attention in the entire auditorium, successfully won a unique new title.
This emotional rendering,
This demeanor, movement and tone,
This look of bursting with self-confidence,
He is simply the leader of the atmosphere team at Hogwarts.
From that night onwards, the House Cup battle between Gryffindor and Slytherin officially started on campus.
……
……
Thursday.
"Have you heard?"
"Sure, such a big thing."
Several Hufflepuff students did not forget to discuss today's battle while cooking in the auditorium.
Led by Fred and George in the morning, Marcus, who looked like a troll, was ambushed and is still receiving treatment in the school hospital.
In the flying class of the first grade in the afternoon, Draco was deducted 10 points by Mrs. Hodge for trying to hold the first Hogwarts flying competition, and was kicked out of the class directly.
The twins did it so well that only the person involved guessed it was them.
"I really envy their status-"
A slender, handsome boy looked away from Gryffindor.
"Cedric, why don't you take the lead and join in?"
His eyes wandered a little, "No, I can't do it to this extent."
The little badgers around are very understanding.
Hufflepuffs don't like to fight, and can look past anything in time.
The atmosphere at the Ravenclaw table was similar.
The learned eagles have this time, so why not learn one or two more spells.
"Cuckoo-"
A certain chubby little traitor came to Qiu's side again to eat and drink.
"Only eat a little bit."
She pushed her pork chops and beef stew over.
Gu Gu, who seemed to be sitting, unable to see his paws at all, stretched his little head very hard.
It stretched out for a long time, but could not get it.
"Come on, cutie." Qiu cut a small piece of pork chop and handed it over.
The more he ate, the faster he went, and he lay in her arms after a full meal.
This scene made Vincent, who could barely be regarded as the master, raise his hands and cover his face.
"You little traitor!"
The way he gritted his teeth made Neville next to him frowned subconsciously.
Lai Fu is not very willing to show up recently, probably because he feels that the treatment is not good, and he is having a petty mood.
Harry and Ron, who also had pets, had a hard time understanding Vincent's mood.
Every time Hedwig sees Gu Gu, she will board the snacks, as if paying protection money.
Banban was even worse, Gugu wanted to pounce on it when he saw it.
If it weren't for the face of the "master", this owl would never be as nourished as it is now.
"I'll lose weight for it!"
From the beginning of school to the present, Vincent seems to only occasionally do some low-intensity exercise.
"Come on." Harry said so on the lips, but he was already thinking about whether to make the bedroom windows smaller.
Ron thought the same way.
Goo Goo, the most honored owl in Hogwarts, might be used to good things and want a change.
……
……
Crabbe and Goyle, who were loyal younger brothers, were suddenly attacked by a big dung while cleaning the corridor on the third floor during their lunch break.
The prisoner was not found, and Filch increased the punishment.
By dinner time, the twins were still playing with the big dung eggs in a grand manner.
"Damn, how dare they be arrogant!"
At the long Slytherin table, a senior student couldn't help cursing.
"They're united—"
The new Quidditch captain, fifth-year Marcus Flint, begins to dissect the situation little by little.
Before today, Gryffindor was a group of lions fighting on their own.
But with Vincent's response in the morning, they, who should have started fighting among themselves, all focused their attention on Slytherin.
There are no internal conflicts, and instead they are consistent with the outside world.
"I dare say I've never seen a Gryffindor like it."
In the muscular Marcus, the silver fork in his hand began to deform little by little.
"Vincent Wayne, he's too calm to be a Gryffindor."
Except for a few who were not very bright, the Slytherin students all gasped.
Impulsive and irritable are the characteristics of little lions.
Slytherin was able to hold down Gryffindor steadily in the first six years, but it lacked a student who was calm enough to lead them.
The more Draco listened, the more ugly his face became.
He is an ambitious man.
But Vincent, who made himself a disadvantage at first sight, seems to be more ambitious than him.
The Owl Court Club is probably used to win over the students.
With this kind of power, even Muggle-borns can quickly rise to the top.
If it is allowed to develop, the future Wayne may drive a plane and a tank and lead a large group of Muggles to occupy the Ministry of Magic.
With a livid face, Draco turned his back, looked at the Gryffindor table and swore secretly.
Feeling the gaze, Vincent turned his head and met his determined eyes.
"Malfoy's playing tricks again."
Neville also looked back, "Are they going to take revenge?"
"It will definitely." Seeing that the little snakes were discussing quietly, James quickly signaled to everyone with his eyes.
Harry, who was in a very happy mood, saw Draco's deflated expression, let alone how happy he was.
The prayer to Night Breeze last night really helped.
"Ron, we have someone to thank."
The first-year students all turned their eyes to Vincent who had finished his meal.
"What about us?" The twins huddled beside him.
Harry nodded seriously, "Without the joy you brought to everyone, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to survive the previous period."
"We are brave, we are fearless, we are courageous, we are Gryffindors!"
Vincent took the lead in shouting the slogan, which frightened the little eagles and little badgers.
With such a blatant mockery, Marcus became violent on the spot.
Draco stood up, waving his small fists in an attempt to stir up the atmosphere.
"We are strong and calm, we are graceful and reserved, we never regret, we are Slytherins!"
However, only a few people are responding here and there.
The main reason is that his emotions are not in place, and his demeanor is not as relaxed as that of the person who stepped on the long table opposite.
As soon as the professors came in, they were taken aback by the lively scene.
Snape's face was dark, and he was very unhappy.
On the contrary, McGonagall was in a very good mood.
The slightest bit of displeasure she felt about the small essay disappeared at this moment.
Sprout was applauding and seemed in a good mood.
Seeing that the atmosphere was so good, Flitwick raised his wand and accompanied the lion cubs.
The rest of the professors didn't think there was anything wrong.
Quilo, who was submissive in front of others, also forced a smile on his face.
"Oh, it's so touching." Dumbledore quietly wiped the corners of his eyes.
Gryffindor has not been as united as it has been for many years.
Vincent, who received the most attention in the entire auditorium, successfully won a unique new title.
This emotional rendering,
This demeanor, movement and tone,
This look of bursting with self-confidence,
He is simply the leader of the atmosphere team at Hogwarts.
From that night onwards, the House Cup battle between Gryffindor and Slytherin officially started on campus.
……
……
Thursday.
"Have you heard?"
"Sure, such a big thing."
Several Hufflepuff students did not forget to discuss today's battle while cooking in the auditorium.
Led by Fred and George in the morning, Marcus, who looked like a troll, was ambushed and is still receiving treatment in the school hospital.
In the flying class of the first grade in the afternoon, Draco was deducted 10 points by Mrs. Hodge for trying to hold the first Hogwarts flying competition, and was kicked out of the class directly.
The twins did it so well that only the person involved guessed it was them.
"I really envy their status-"
A slender, handsome boy looked away from Gryffindor.
"Cedric, why don't you take the lead and join in?"
His eyes wandered a little, "No, I can't do it to this extent."
The little badgers around are very understanding.
Hufflepuffs don't like to fight, and can look past anything in time.
The atmosphere at the Ravenclaw table was similar.
The learned eagles have this time, so why not learn one or two more spells.
"Cuckoo-"
A certain chubby little traitor came to Qiu's side again to eat and drink.
"Only eat a little bit."
She pushed her pork chops and beef stew over.
Gu Gu, who seemed to be sitting, unable to see his paws at all, stretched his little head very hard.
It stretched out for a long time, but could not get it.
"Come on, cutie." Qiu cut a small piece of pork chop and handed it over.
The more he ate, the faster he went, and he lay in her arms after a full meal.
This scene made Vincent, who could barely be regarded as the master, raise his hands and cover his face.
"You little traitor!"
The way he gritted his teeth made Neville next to him frowned subconsciously.
Lai Fu is not very willing to show up recently, probably because he feels that the treatment is not good, and he is having a petty mood.
Harry and Ron, who also had pets, had a hard time understanding Vincent's mood.
Every time Hedwig sees Gu Gu, she will board the snacks, as if paying protection money.
Banban was even worse, Gugu wanted to pounce on it when he saw it.
If it weren't for the face of the "master", this owl would never be as nourished as it is now.
"I'll lose weight for it!"
From the beginning of school to the present, Vincent seems to only occasionally do some low-intensity exercise.
"Come on." Harry said so on the lips, but he was already thinking about whether to make the bedroom windows smaller.
Ron thought the same way.
Goo Goo, the most honored owl in Hogwarts, might be used to good things and want a change.
……
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