Against the Slytherin team, Gryffindor simply had no way to fight back.
Their formations, strategies, and teamwork looked almost childish compared to the terrifying coordination of the six Slytherin players dominating the field.
Slytherin completely overwhelmed them.
The score quickly climbed higher and higher until it reached a brutal record:
115 to 0.
The entire Gryffindor section looked pale.
"Malfoy!"
Marcus Flint suddenly roared across the field.
Draco immediately grinned.
"Got it!"
He tilted his broom slightly.
"My time to shine."
The next second, Draco vanished like a silver-green streak through the air.
Meanwhile, Harry Potter was still chasing the Golden Snitch relentlessly.
The tiny golden ball darted sharply between the stadium towers while Harry accelerated after it at full speed.
Just as he stretched out his hand—
Draco suddenly appeared from nowhere.
With a beautiful flick of his broom tail, he slid directly between Harry and the Snitch.
"You're not catching it, Potter."
Draco smirked arrogantly before instantly accelerating again.
Harry's face darkened as he followed immediately.
At that same moment, Marcus casually tossed the Quaffle toward Oliver Wood.
"Go on," Marcus shouted mockingly. "Scoring once is the last bit of dignity we're leaving you."
Wood's expression turned ugly.
But with Slytherin no longer pressuring him for a brief moment, he finally managed to push forward and throw the Quaffle through the hoops.
DING! DING! DING!
"Fifteen points to Gryffindor…"
Even Lee Jordan's commentary sounded weak now.
The Gryffindor cheering felt utterly lifeless.
Then suddenly—
Draco made a breathtaking sharp turn through the air.
His body twisted perfectly around a stadium pillar before he stretched out one hand.
SNAP.
The Golden Snitch was caught cleanly in his palm.
Lee Jordan froze for nearly two full seconds before shouting in disbelief:
"Game over!"
"Malfoy catches the Snitch!"
"One hundred and fifty points!"
"Slytherin wins—265 to 15!"
The entire Slytherin section exploded instantly.
"YEAHHHH!"
"Slytherin forever!"
"Slytherin victory!"
The younger snakes practically lost their minds from excitement.
Even Sean smiled faintly from the stands.
He slowly raised his wand toward the sky.
"Bang!"
A huge burst of fireworks exploded overhead.
Green flames spread across the clouds before transforming into an enormous silver-and-green Slytherin crest.
The crowd immediately erupted into cheers.
But before the noise could settle—
Another firework suddenly burst straight through the giant crest.
A glowing image of Draco Malfoy appeared in the sky riding his broom.
The firework version of Draco performed a graceful drift through the air before raising the Golden Snitch triumphantly overhead.
The stadium exploded even louder than before.
This time, even Gryffindor students were cheering.
Not for Slytherin.
Not for Gryffindor.
But for the victor.
And even more for the incredible fireworks display.
High above the stands, Dumbledore watched Sean from afar with obvious amusement.
The old Headmaster winked.
Then he raised his wand as well.
The next second, even larger fireworks exploded across the entire sky.
This time, the displays weren't limited to Slytherin.
A roaring golden lion appeared overhead.
Then a badger.
Then a bronze eagle.
The four massive magical beasts circled the sky above Hogwarts before releasing thunderous roars together.
BOOM!
The creatures exploded into countless tiny sparks that reassembled themselves into the shape of Hogwarts Castle itself.
The sight was breathtaking.
Someone suddenly shouted from the crowd:
"Long live Hogwarts!"
And instantly, the entire stadium roared together.
"LONG LIVE HOGWARTS!"
…
After the match ended, the students flooded down from the stands in excitement.
Sean walked calmly through the crowd until he spotted Draco Malfoy standing nearby with a deeply miserable expression.
"Father," Draco complained bitterly, "you promised that if I won Quidditch, you'd let me visit the Weasleys!"
Lucius Malfoy's face looked awful.
He clearly hadn't expected Draco to actually win.
And not only win—
Draco had practically become the MVP of the entire match.
As proud as Lucius secretly felt, he still hated the idea of his son spending time around people like the Weasleys.
"We'll discuss this after returning home," Lucius said stiffly.
Draco's face instantly fell.
He knew perfectly well that once they returned home, his father would absolutely refuse.
At that moment, Sean slowly walked over.
"I think promises should be kept when dealing with children."
Sean smiled faintly.
"What do you think, Mr. Malfoy?"
Lucius' expression immediately changed.
He quickly forced a polite smile onto his face and even bent slightly while shaking Sean's hand.
"Mr. Sebastian," Lucius said warmly, "it's an honour to see you again. Honestly, I practically see your face in my dreams these days."
Sean chuckled softly.
"Sounds like you've been making quite a few Galleons recently."
Lucius glanced around carefully at the nearby students before smiling without answering directly.
"It's all thanks to you," he said quietly. "And your brother as well."
His tone became even friendlier.
"If possible, I'd be delighted to invite you to Malfoy Manor this Christmas."
"I'll visit if I have the chance."
Sean casually glanced toward Draco.
"But before that, you should probably honour your agreement."
Lucius immediately understood.
It was obviously Sean's idea from the beginning.
After several seconds of silence, Lucius finally sighed.
"Very well."
He turned toward Draco.
"You have my permission."
Draco nearly jumped in excitement.
Meanwhile, Sean simply nodded politely.
"Well then, Mr. Malfoy, I still have a few things to handle. We'll meet again another time."
After saying that, he turned and headed back toward the castle.
As he walked through the grounds, Sean looked around calmly at the celebrating students.
Everything seemed to be moving exactly as planned.
Not far away, Charlie was currently being chased around by a large group of excited witches while shouting in panic.
Sean sighed like an old man watching foolish children.
Youth truly was exhausting.
Just then, two familiar voices suddenly drifted nearby.
"That won't work, George! Nobody would prank people with a box that huge!"
"Then you think of something better, Fred! If the box is too small, there won't be enough room for the fireworks!"
Sean blinked in surprise.
The Weasley twins?
Curious, he walked toward the voices and quickly spotted Fred and George squatting beside a large wooden box while arguing intensely.
The moment Sean saw the box, he instantly understood what they were trying to do.
A smile appeared on his face.
"What if you used the Undetectable Extension Charm?"
The twins immediately froze.
"We don't know that spell."
Both of them answered at exactly the same time before finally realizing who had spoken.
"Sean!"
"You looked amazing today!"
Clearly, they'd seen the fireworks earlier.
Sean crouched down beside them with interest.
"I can teach you the charm," he said casually. "I happen to know it."
The twins instantly lit up with excitement.
Soon, the three of them were squatting together on the grass, completely focused on experimenting with the box.
Fortunately, the Undetectable Extension Charm wasn't especially difficult for Sean anymore. After studying spatial magic previously, this kind of spell had become fairly straightforward for him.
Not long afterward, the huge wooden crate completely disappeared.
In its place sat a tiny box barely the size of a palm.
But despite its small appearance, the interior now held enough fireworks to supply Hogwarts for an entire year.
Fred picked up the box proudly.
"What should we call it?"
"Scare Bomb?" George suggested.
Fred immediately grimaced.
"That's terrible."
George looked offended.
"Well, your ideas usually suck too."
Sean suddenly stood up.
"What about 'Weasley Fireworks'?"
The twins immediately paused.
Then both their eyes lit up simultaneously.
"That's brilliant!"
George looked up at Sean seriously.
"But don't you mind? You helped invent it too."
Fred nodded rapidly.
"You even taught us the Undetectable Extension Charm."
Sean shook his head without hesitation.
"No thanks."
He smiled faintly.
"I'd rather not have professors calling my name after this thing inevitably explodes somewhere."
The twins stared at him for a second.
Then all three of them burst into laughter at the same time.
"You're a good bloke, Sean."
"We'll always be friends."
Fred and George both stretched out their hands toward him.
Sean smiled and clasped hands with both of them together.
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