Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 241, Page 239. Come forth! Bruce Wilde Doragon!

"That fat Dursley"

Sirius was about to curse, but he held back under Lupin's stern gaze.

"I advise you not to say such things again if you want to stay at Hogwarts."

"All the students in the school admire him."

"And he is my benefactor."

"What's so great about that?" Sirius muttered, looking aggrieved. "So what if I stopped a few kids from fighting? So what if I formed some kind of discipline group? So what if I got good grades and was number one every year? So what if I solved the locked-room crisis from fifty years ago? So what if I got some kind of Order of Merlin, Third Class and First Class? So what if I created some kind of restoration spell? So what if I'm the youngest Wizengamot?"

Sirius's voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible.

These deeds would be remarkable even if any one of them were performed by any other junior wizard.

Sirius scratched his head and said angrily, "Hey, Lupin, whose side are you on? Why are you always taking the outsider's side?"

"I'm on the right side."

Lupin didn't indulge his old friend this time.

A moment later, Sirius stormed out of the office.

He wandered aimlessly through Hogwarts Castle, and the young wizards paid him little attention, assuming he was just a new professor for one of their courses.

"If James were here, he would definitely be on my side."

Sirius walked along, lost in thought.

Unfortunately, his dearest friend who was always on his side is no longer alive. It's all his fault for thinking about exchanging the Curse of Loyalty, which ended up killing him.

"No, James is gone. I have to be good to Harry."

This guy is a total show-off; he does whatever comes to mind. Otherwise, he wouldn't have given up on himself and stayed in Azkaban for twelve years.

At that time, he didn't think about Harry at all.

"But Harry doesn't want to see me now." Sirius felt a little discouraged when he thought of this.

As for Dudley's warning to him, he had long since forgotten it.

You might have to beat him up before he remembers.

The best way to build a good relationship is to cater to their preferences.

Sirius suddenly remembered something James had said when he was pursuing Lily.

What does Harry like?

"It looks like one of those cards?! Yes, the Wizard cards."

Sirius, having figured things out, was overjoyed and immediately turned around and rushed back to Lupin's lounge.

Under Lupin's bewildered gaze, he sprinkled some Floo Powder through the fireplace in his room and left.

What's wrong with Sirius Black now?

Three days later, a rumor spread among the scalpers of secondhand Wizarding Cards in Diagon Alley that a wealthy tycoon had bought up all the Wizarding Card Packs from the scalpers at a high price.

As a result, the resale price of Wizards expansion packs has risen again.

Like ravenous cats drawn by the smell of fish, scalpers began to aggressively buy up expansion packs at inflated prices, intending to hoard them and resell them at even higher prices.

Just a few days later, news spread from the Wizards Card store that there was no limit to the number of Wizards Card packs that could be purchased.

The scalper wizards suffered heavy losses; some of the greedy ones even lost their underwear.

These tout wizards realized they had been scammed by the so-called tycoon and vowed to teach him a lesson, but unfortunately, the tycoon had already disappeared.

Just as Dudley was researching the Den Den Mushi, the preliminary rounds of the Wizarding Card Game officially began in full swing.

Since the competition was held on a weekend holiday, the Hogwarts teachers didn't interfere and let the students participate.

More than 5,000 people registered in the early stages alone, and other wizards continued to arrive from all over the country, not counting the number of spectators.

Even the organizers didn't expect it to be so popular. The original venue could only accommodate 10,000 people, which was definitely far from enough.

Therefore, they had to spend a lot of money to temporarily rent the large venue originally used for the Quidditch World Cup, which can accommodate 100,000 spectators.

The preliminary rounds are tedious. Thousands of wizards compete against each other by randomly drawing opponents. A player is declared the winner if he wins twenty consecutive matches. Only the top sixteen players who win the matches the fastest are selected to advance to the final sixteen.

Because the players' abilities vary, sometimes the outcome is decided in one or two rounds, while other teams have already played four or five matches, and the other team hasn't even finished their first match.

It's not because either side is too strong, but because both sides are too weak; it's like two chickens pecking at each other, and neither can do anything to the other.

After half a day of preliminary selection, wizards gradually passed the test.

Don't assume that because the first Wizarding Card Game was held at Hogwarts, young wizards were better at the game; in fact, adults were better.

Only one of the top five candidates passed the preliminary rounds.

"What? This game is too easy." The person who spoke was Sirius. He easily won twenty games with a high-power deck, thus qualifying for the top sixteen.

Yes, the rich wizard who bought up expansion packs at exorbitant prices back then was Sirius Black.

With the entire Black family business at his disposal, he is undoubtedly a tycoon; in his own words, he is now so poor that all he has left is money.

It's worth noting that the Black family's ancestors even surpassed the Malfoy family at one point, becoming the wealthiest family in the wizarding world.

One of our predecessors even spent a huge sum of money to "donate" a First Class Merlin Medal.

Even though it has declined considerably now, it's still enough for Sirius to squander for a lifetime without ever running out of money.

Because of the complicated rules of Wizarding Cards, Sirius Black was too lazy to study tactics, but he did know a simple principle: the rarer the card, the more powerful it is.

High-power cards must be strong, so he decisively resorted to spending money to create a deck with all high-power cards.

His tactics were very simple and brutal: he simply used his high-power cards to push through the enemy lines without any strategy whatsoever.

In fact, this tactic is really effective. Many wizards who fought against him were crushed to death before they could even begin to plan their moves.

The key is that this guy is incredibly lucky. There are many wizard decks specifically designed to counter someone with his high base strength, but he hasn't encountered a single one.

The list of the top 16 has also been released, with only four Hogwarts students and the remaining twelve being adults.

The round of 16 was more interesting than the qualifiers. At least it wasn't just a bunch of weaklings fighting each other. At least the card players were playing quite well, with back-and-forth exchanges.

Soon, the list of the top eight was also released.

Neville, Harry, and Draco are all on the list, increasing the Hogwarts student body from four-sixteenths to three-eighths.

Draco's rival is Sirius Black.

"Malfoy brat, I'll show you what I'm capable of."

After so many matches, Sirius finally understood what made this card game so fun.

It was really satisfying to win!

"I'll play my first card."

Sirius gently drew a card, its face down on Draco: "This is my card."

"Come forth, Bruyce Wilde Doragon!"

As Sirius called out, a giant, silver-white dragon appeared on the field.

This is the Blue-Eyes White Dragon, an extremely rare card with the highest combat power among the magical creatures.

Ordinary cards simply don't qualify to fight him.

Draco, however, laughed when faced with the enormous blue-eyed white dragon.

(End of this chapter)