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Chapter 52 The Back of the Head

After finishing the topic of 'emotions', Snape suddenly became irritable again.

When he saw John taking out the Acromantula venom and starting to process it, he complained that John was a stupid lion wearing a snake hood. He only knew how to mess around without doing anything serious all day long, and even sneaked into the Forbidden Forest. He really should be expelled.

John knew that he wanted to use this method to relieve the awkward and dull atmosphere around him.

Therefore, Yin Yang Qi, who was very cooperative, said that Snape was the one who should be fired.

After all, a majestic Potions Professor would be injured inexplicably while walking in the school. He was really too weak.

The two of them were squirting back and forth like this.

Finally, after finishing dealing with the Acromantula, John left the Potions office cursing.



The next day, the weather was sunny and cold.

John took advantage of the aftertaste of the Dreamless Sleeping Potion to take a rare nap.

It wasn't until noon that he slowly walked to the stands around the Quidditch pitch with a piece of rock biscuit in his mouth.

Of course, he was accompanied by Draco Malfoy.

What John didn't know was that since being called 'one of his' by John in the Forbidden Forest yesterday, Draco felt that his follow-up tactics had been a great success.

Therefore, he believed that it was necessary for him to continue this tactic for a long time.

More importantly, he also wanted to watch a Quidditch match, especially today, which was going to be against the Gryffindor Quidditch team, but it was the Slytherin Quidditch team!

Along the way, he kept playing Quidditch with John Ainley, giving him various knowledge about Quidditch and showing great excitement.

It's a pity that he stopped laughing soon.

Because John led him around the stands, and actually got him directly into the group of Gryffindor supporters.

"John, you are finally here!"

Ron excitedly waved to John, and Hagrid stood up and shouted, "Come here, I've got a place for you!"

John nodded and was about to go over, but Draco grabbed his sleeve.

"John! How can you hang out with these Gryffindors?"

Draco lowered his voice - he couldn't do it quietly, there were Gryffindors around him, and he was afraid of getting beaten.

Ron on the opposite side also noticed Draco and said with an unkind expression:

"Why is he here too?"

John raised his eyebrows and first said to Draco:

"What? Michelle is also a Gryffindor, you mean I can't watch the game with my sister?"

Draco suddenly lost his temper. He still remembered the last flying lesson.

That time John gave him a severe lesson just to stand up for Michelle.

And John said to Ron:

"This is my friend, coming to watch the game together. Do you have a seat?"

Ron's face became extremely ugly after hearing this.

If possible, he really didn't want Draco to sit here.

But he didn't want to offend John.

You know, John has helped them a lot in the past.

And after experiencing the troll incident, Ron knew even more clearly that John was very powerful.

After struggling in place for a long time, Ron gave up another position angrily.

Hagrid, on the other hand, didn't have much prejudice against Draco, and patted Ron gently to tell him not to be angry.

John nodded and sat down as if nothing had happened.

Draco, who had been reluctant at first, now changed into a more arrogant look and sat next to John.

He was really proud at this time.

Because John just called him 'my friend', this made Draco feel like 'I won'.

Then Ron's show of weakness excited Draco to the extreme. He even lost his fear of the Gryffindors around him and assumed an extremely arrogant posture.

Anyway, with a strong man like John here, even if Gryffindor really wanted to come over and beat him because he was unhappy, it would be in vain!

As the Slytherin and Gryffindor players entered the arena, the game started quickly.

Draco, Ron and Hagrid also competed with each other.

Whenever Gryffindor scored, Ron and Ron would cheer loudly.

When Slytherin scored, Draco cheered instead.

None of the three people refused to admit defeat, their voices became louder and louder, and their faces turned red with excitement and excitement.

Michelle acted like a fence-sitter, cheering no matter who scored.

You can't blame her, she doesn't understand the rules of Quidditch at all, she just likes the excitement.

Hermione focused all her attention on Michelle, always feeding Michelle on the side, and making silly laughs from time to time.

As for John, he was completely uninterested in Quidditch.

In the midst of the boiling crowd, he had a calm expression and just slowly chewed the hard rock biscuits in his mouth.

Along with his movements, the magic power spilled out by the teachers and students on the field due to excessive excitement was rapidly pouring into his body, first entering the second magic pool, and then being converted into magic talent.

John was intoxicated by the feeling that his strength could rise rapidly just by moving his mouth.

When he got to the back, he even closed his eyes in enjoyment.

I don't know how long passed like this, until John was almost asleep, when Michelle's exclamation suddenly sounded next to him.

"Ah! Harry is going to fall!"

Hearing Michelle's voice, John's tightly closed eyes opened instantly.

Then he saw that Harry's broomstick was rolling and rolling in the sky. Harry sitting on it could only barely support himself from falling, but this was obviously not a long-term solution.

Ron grabbed his hair and said desperately:

"It's over, it's over! His broom is broken!"

"Impossible," Hagrid said with a trembling voice, "Harry is riding the Nimbus 2000 that Professor McGonagall just gave him not long ago! This kind of high-end broomstick is not that easy to break!"

Seeing the worried looks of these people, John said firmly:

"Someone put a confusion spell on Harry's broom so that it couldn't understand Harry's orders."

As soon as these words came out, both Ron and Hagrid looked surprised.

"Who...who would do such a thing?"

As Ron spoke, he turned his gaze to Draco, and then shook his head with disdain.

That seemed to mean that Draco couldn't possibly know that kind of advanced magic.

This completely angered Draco, and he blushed and tried to strangle Ron's neck.

But at this moment, Hermione pointed to the stands in the distance and said:

"Look! It's Snape!"

After hearing this, everyone looked over there again, and sure enough, they saw Snape on his seat staring at Harry, still mumbling something silently.

"Slytherin was going to lose, so he had to put a spell on Harry's broomstick!"

Ron said through gritted teeth, while Hermione next to him was also furious.

Only John showed a thoughtful expression.

Although Snape was a little cautious, John didn't think he would do such a dirty thing.

John frowned and continued to search the stands, and sure enough, another man who was mumbling something and casting a spell fell into his eyes.

And that person is none other than Quirrell!

The corners of John's mouth raised slightly, he stood up and walked quickly towards the stands over there.

Ron and others discovered his behavior and were so excited that they couldn't help themselves.

"John must have gone to stop Snape!"

Ron said excitedly.

Hermione also clenched her fists nervously.

At the same time, John had arrived at the stand where Snape and Quirrell were.

Hidden in the crowd, he secretly took out his wand and flicked it at Quirrell.

【Upside Down Golden Bell】

There was no sound or light effect, and there was no sound. Quirrell only felt a huge force coming from his ankle.

Then the world started to spin, Quirrell was hung upside down, and the back of his head was hit hard on the bleacher seat!


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