Chapter 129 Celebrating Victory

By the time Jian Yu had settled the big dog, Daphne finally came back from watching the game at the stadium.

"Why did you leave early?" Her blue eyes flickered, and she waved her arms excitedly at Jian Yu, like a conductor, "Everyone is waiting for you in the common room!"

Before she finished her words, Gemma appeared at the door. She hugged Jian Yu, her face full of excitement.

"We won!" She put her arm around her shoulders and hurried towards the common room. "Everyone is waiting for you to celebrate! You are Slytherin's number one contributor!"

Jian Yu was confused.

No, how did she become a successful minister?

Didn’t I just go to the stadium, get caught in the rain for half a day, watch a physical fight, and pick up a dog?

No matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with the heroes!

But when she arrived at the common room, she was shocked by the scene there.

On the sofa sat the entire team of Quidditch players. Each of them had injuries to varying degrees and looked bruised and battered. She could hardly tell who was who and could only judge them by their height, build and hair color.

But when she appeared for only two seconds, all the team members stood up in unison and applauded. The applause was as loud as thunder. Even the squids in the Black Lake heard the movement and curiously put their tentacles and eyes against the window.

Flint was using a broom as a cane. He had a black eye, a noticeable slap mark on one side of his face, and his lips were swollen like a sausage, but the light in his eyes was surprisingly bright.

He and the team members rushed to her, lifted her up, and threw her into the air!

"Jade! We won! A good start!"

The team members cheered, and the cheers echoed throughout the castle, causing ripples on the Black Lake due to the sound waves.

"Draco caught the Snitch, thanks to your Firebolt! We defeated Gryffindor!"

"Even if Wood stole their tactics, our brooms are several versions ahead of theirs!"

According to Flint, the situation was at a stalemate and he was ready to play ball all day. Fortunately, Draco did not let Jane Yu's Firebolt down. He successfully resisted the influence of the Dementors and caught the Golden Snitch one step ahead of Potter.

After winning, Draco flew around the court three times with the Golden Snitch in his hand, but couldn't find her, so the team had to return to the common room.

Draco finally squeezed in front of her. His blond hair was messy and looked like he was missing a large patch. His eyes were red and swollen. It was unclear whether it was because of being beaten by Gryffindor or because of the aftereffects of crying for joy.

"I beat Potter! He was frightened by the Dementors, and I caught the Golden Snitch!"

After three years, he was finally able to defeat that damn Porter on the court and severely crush his fighting spirit!

So what if I lost a tuft of hair and got two swollen eyes! This is his medal of victory!

This is all thanks to Yu's support!

Not only did she lend him the Firebolt, she also helped him expel the Dementors!

Even if it was Gemma who cast the Patronus Charm—

But Gemma was taught by Jade, which means that the Patronus Charm was cast by Jade!

Speaking of Dementors, Gemma couldn't help but get in between the two of them.

"You don't know what happened!" She was so excited that her saliva was about to splash out. "Countless Dementors rushed into the field and wanted to hurt our players!"

She continued to describe the miracle that happened on the field, and recalled the scene at that time with a sense of fear:

"If you hadn't taught me and the prefects the Patronus Charm, I'm afraid we would have fallen off our brooms and lost our arms and legs!"

"Fortunately, we protected the players and students, and no one was injured! Dumbledore gave each house 100 points on the spot!"

Flint limped into the conversation, patting Jane's shoulder so hard that she almost burst her lungs:

"This is all thanks to you, Jade! I don't want to die young!"

"If Slytherin wins the cup this year, we'll carve your name on the Quidditch Cup!"

While they were talking, other students had already come out pushing carts filled with snacks. They set off fireworks, and colorful sequins filled the common room.

Players began casting healing spells on each other to restore their sausage mouths and panda eyes. Draco sat in his little circle and boasted loudly about how he controlled the Firebolt to dive from a height of 100 meters, braked suddenly less than ten feet from the ground, and successfully caught the Golden Snitch before Potter, winning with speed.

This was the fifth time he had repeated it over and over again.

He forced Jian Yu to stay by his side and asked her to listen to the whole thing.

To be honest, she had never known a person to be so expressive when excited, and it looked like Draco could write this experience in his family tree and repeat it until he went to his grave.

She felt the mosquitoes that were buzzing around her and harassing her came back again, and she had to silently repeat "He is a big customer of game consoles" three times in her mind to suppress her urge to cast a spell to gag her. Daphne and Blaise beside her also looked tired.

But unlike them, Pansy was fascinated by the story and cooperated very well to give encouragement when there were some interesting parts. It can be said that the emotional value was maximized and this story, which was told five times in a row, was given countless halos.

Theodore first congratulated Draco, and then cleverly changed the subject by asking about the spells used by the prefects to resist Dementors. For him, winning the Quidditch game was good, but learning spells to resist his own weaknesses was what he cared about most.

"Why don't you ask Jade! She knows the spell!" Draco said loudly. Jane Jade's strength was just like his own strength, which made him proud and couldn't stop showing off. "Jemma told us that she learned it under Jade's guidance!"

Theodore's eyes clearly showed unhappiness.

His friends, who he spent every day with, were keeping secrets from him, and he felt his mood hit rock bottom.

When Jian Yu told him that the Patronus Charm required the happiest and warmest memories to conquer fear and despair, he became even more depressed, pursed his lips, and leaned back in his chair in disappointment:

"If that's the case...I probably won't be able to learn it."

Jian Yu expressed regret and said he was powerless to help.

After all, her own Patronus Charm was still not fully formed.

She could only suggest that he try the latest game console.

Draco rolled his eyes and complained:

"Come on - Jade, you don't even need the Patronus Charm!"

"I was awake on the train! Don't think I didn't see you shooing the Dementor away with just one swipe of your broom!"

Pansy on the side curled her lips. Rather than diverting Draco's attention to Jane's Dementors, she would rather listen to his sixth Quidditch story. She made a disgruntled sound:

"But they are here to carry out their duties, and this is clearly hindering the Ministry of Magic from enforcing the law -"

Theodore and Blaise, the two victims of the Dementors, stared at her unhappily, forcing her to swallow the rest of her words.

Daphne scoffed.

I thought to myself that Parkinson's disease was only growing in height but not in brains.

Pansy blushed after being humiliated. She had been having a lot of bad luck recently.

First, the letters to Mr. Greengrass and Mr. Lucius went unanswered, which was like a slap in her face.

Later, she received a yelling letter from her father, ordering her to learn social skills.

"If you continue to misbehave and can't get along well with the Malfoy family, I don't mind taking you home!"

She was angry and aggrieved, but she looked much more prudent.

At least I know not to curse in public.

But her ability to kill people with someone else's knife was no less than that, and she even reached a higher level.

She decided to send a few more anonymous letters to the Ministry of Magic.

Protested against Jian Yu for interfering with official duties and attacking Dementors.