Chapter 39: Joy Gives Birth to Sorrow

Without comparison, there is no harm.

It's cool to watch, but when you and your companions are cursing the damn weather with umbrellas, shivering in the splashing rain and cold wind, and seeing a guy around you who doesn't usually have a good relationship with you, eating snacks and drinking hot drinks while using magic to block the wind and rain outside.

If you were someone else, you would probably shake the water off your clothes and leave angrily, but it was obviously impossible for the audience present to play like this.

The reason is very simple, Alan is currently sitting in the Slytherin area, today is a Slytherin game, and a group of players are still staring at the wind and rain on the field, and you are shaking your clothes and running? What are you kidding, do you still want to mess around in the academy!

It's not that no one objected, but Alan's excuse is sufficient, Anne is Slytherin's, the players from the house are playing, what's wrong with her coming over to support? So, since she's here, what's wrong with Alan coming over and caring about it?

What, unconvinced?

Come on, come on, just right, go out to practice if you don't accept the game, I will definitely not run!

It was a turn to go, and the matter finally reached the ears of the prefect in the front row, and when he came to persuade him, Alan smiled and handed over a cup of hot drink, and his tone was quite good: "I'm here to cheer for you! Come, drink some hot drinks first, this damn weather is terrible, rest assured, you see me sitting here obediently, no one is bullying, saying that fighting with them is also a joke, you just lead the team well, I will definitely not make trouble." ”

Stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, Alan gives face like this, and this prefect is embarrassed to say anything, especially when Alan has also accumulated.

But his hand retracted violently halfway through.

Damn, you kid yin me!

He's not like Anne from the first grade to fight all over the same yes, the reason why Anne didn't get any resentment is entirely because she subdued all the students of the same level, plus she herself is her own person who is recognized by the Sorting Hat, so the resentment against her is all on Alan...

Since this prefect didn't convince everyone, it is conceivable that there are naturally many people who are not convinced by his prefect, just like Hermione as a prefect, and Ron is a bunch of sarcasm even if he enters a Quidditch team, just because others are not convinced!

When his prestige can't be suppressed, others see him as a prefect happily drinking hot drinks with Alan when the crowd is drenched in the rain?

Hiss~ Don't wait for the next day, when you go back in the evening, you can't tell if there will be any rumors, and it's strange that Dean Snape doesn't find him to talk alone!

Seeing that the man retracted his hand as if he had been bitten by a snake, Alan suddenly wanted to tease him: "I still have some stock here, 25 Galleons a bucket, do you want to have some?"

Well, it's been doubled twenty times, and it's been added by five, who will buy it at this price? Although there is no store in the school, this price is too tricky.

However, Alan saw a gritty face with gritted teeth, and then he heard a rage-like voice: "Bought it!"

After paying a hundred Galleons, the prefect walked away with Allen's stock, and Allen, who had sharp ears, heard what he said to the students he met along the way: "Don't be envious, I'll go get some containers, we will also have hot cocoa to drink later, envy the other houses!"

With the news whispering, the Slytherins suddenly had their spirits, and the depression in their hearts was suddenly swept away, and it was more than enough to be more than the upper and lower than the bottom, so that several other houses looked at it and envied them to death!

Alan was embarrassed for a while, your resentment is so deep...

He leaned down and whispered to Anne, "Girl, drink quickly, let's put away the cup after drinking, and we must not let the other colleges know!"

Anne nodded obediently, and quickly drank the remaining half of the cup of hot drink, the two quickly disposed of the cup, and began to eat snacks, and the people around them, at this moment, have completely ignored this situation, they are enthusiastic, and there will be a hot drink to drink later!

Although the players on the field knew that there must be a bunch of stars in their hearts to erupt, it was clear that everyone's attention was not at all.

Unfortunately, what the Slytherin members don't know is happiness and sorrow.

Although all of them were human, the people of the other houses were definitely not as interested as they were under the influence of the rain and cold wind, and it was a good thing that not only for them, but also for the Dementors.

Although the hearts of the Dementors are full of hatred, hatred cannot be eaten!

There are still a bunch of prisoners in Azkaban for food, but at Hogwarts, due to Dumbledore's suppression, these guys are all hungry like dogs!

So, when the crowd was at its most concentrated, they left their posts as a matter of course, and relied on their instincts to go to the happiest place in the audience, needless to say, you know this area.

Arena.

Gryffindor vs. Slytherin.

The full set of Halo 2001 vs. Halo 2001 except for his old Wheel, which Harry still called, everyone else had the prize from the last tournament.

Rivals between rivals Harry the Seeker and Malfoy the Seeker.

At this moment, both Malfoy and Harry completely ignored the other teammates who were playing in a stalemate, except for the occasional ghost flying ball that came to interfere, the other things on the field of play were ignored Just in the timeout just now, the score difference between the two sides was only thirty points, and the bite was dead.

This means that the key to all the decisive points is which of the two Seekers gets the Golden Snitch first, and gets the all-important 150 points.

That would be an overwhelming score, whoever gets it, who wins.

Malfoy felt like he had never wanted to win so much.

The humiliation of losing his last duel, losing his house-elves, and being punished for a whole month's labor in Hagrid's class, was entirely on Harry.

At this moment, he felt that his arm was numb, and the wooden handle of the flying broom that he had used to use was now as heavy as lead.

As the rain soaked through his clothes, the originally light team uniform was now as heavy as armor, and the dense rain curtain firmly obscured his vision, making it extremely difficult for even his teammates who were not far away, let alone the golden snitch that was just a little big and flying.

However, it didn't matter what he did, and so did Harry, the Seeker opposite.

After defeating Harry in such an environment, the others don't have so much gossip, right?

Wait, Harry Potter, I'll beat you!" he used to cheer himself up, allowing his body to transmit another stream of heat that would make his hands and feet less numb, and in an instant he threw himself back into the search for the snitch.