Matching words with deeds is a great trait -- and the great thing about it is that many people have a hard time doing this seemingly ordinary thing. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Even if Ilvermorny was a timid little girl who didn't do anything to resist, Slytherin's good wishes would be difficult to fulfill, and besides, Ilvermorny was not only not a timid little girl, but more likely a female hooligan who smirked and said that her little brother came to play.

Ilvermorny is a magical school that bears a striking resemblance to Hogwarts - not only was it built by Slytherin descendants, but it also had four houses built according to Hogwarts' specifications. This makes it similar to Hogwarts in some ways - for example, in Quidditch.

Although they did not put up insulting slogans because of the repression of the headmaster - of course, the ghost knows what the headmaster said in private - there were signs in every place in the stands that supported the school's team.

And, very badly, every now and then it suddenly changes its brilliance, and something like a Hogwarts guest going to eat.

Such words often disappear in a flash, and then disappear into the crowd of slogans - after all, there is a sea of slogans around you.

There is no way to report such a sign - I am afraid that people around me will say that they did not see it, to help the real murderer escape punishment.

Even if you report the incident, you're probably going to ignore it, because you won't be able to catch anyone at all - the slogans can be easily changed by magic.

That's how Hufflepuff's team came on the pitch – wearing brand new jerseys, wearing brand new broomsticks, and yet, amidst a sea of slogans supporting their enemies.

Huge boos rang out from the moment they appeared on the stage - overwhelming, overwhelming, shaking the hearts of the people and making the people feel impetuous.

Mixed with the loud boos was a palpable invective, and all sorts of expletives came out of the mouths of the little wizards - even the international quiches were invective, not to mention the epitome of the adult game.

It took a long time for the headmaster Charried to hold out his hand unhurriedly to signal the little wizards to be respectful to their guests—and then, the group of young wizards continued their crazy behavior as if they hadn't heard.

Principal Charried shrugged helplessly, signaling that he was helpless - at least on the surface, he tried his best, but with so many students arguing, he couldn't punish them all, right?

The so-called law does not blame the public, which is usually used to trap the words of the leader, but now, this sentence has become a reality - at least for the moment, the headmaster is only saying that he is powerless and does not intend to punish his students.

Whether the headmaster's powerlessness was true or not, his actions had led to one thing—the wizards of Ilvermorny had grown emboldened.

The slogans in the stands have changed from the original unified support to the abusive slogans that leak from time to time to those slogans have become the norm.

Looking at the signs like Hogwarts trash go back and vampires leave, every little wizard had the urge to pull out their wands and fight - they were used to fighting.

Unfortunately, this impulsive behavior was stopped by Snape and Professor Sprout - even though they had the urge to attack, the sanity of adults made them suppress it.

Professor Sprout was fine, just persuasion, and Professor Snape began to sneer:

"Tsk, are the Hufflepuff wizards so shitty?

If I had known that this would have been the case, it would have been better to switch to the Slytherins - at least they wouldn't be so weak that they would need alumni to help them fight before the game even started. ”

Snape paused, glanced at all the young wizards present, and asked softly but clearly;

"Do you really want to fight, or do you think you're going to lose anyway, so it's better to have a good fight?"

This taunt finally calmed down the hot-blooded little wizards - they were not stupid, but they were just stunned by such an environment, after all, although the wizarding world is seventeen years old and adulthood, it does not mean that their psychological age is also mature.

As for Allen, not only did he not have the urge to get hot at the moment, but he was in a cold sweat.

Just now, when the Quidditch players were on the field, an unknown fool made an extremely insulting gesture towards Allenbi.

At that moment, he also shouted an extremely insulting word - but Alan was farting for it.

However, although Alan ignored the actions of this guy with an IQ arrears, the people around him did not.

At the moment when the man's voice fell, the popcorn bucket in the hand of the little girl who had been sitting next to Alan still fell to the ground.

As the snow-white popcorn rolls off, a fluffy plush toy that is often used by some weirdos to do illegal things leaks out.

It was a kawaii-looking bear - shaped like a teddy, but with one eye buttoned and the other side made of threaded crosses.

Well, this bear has a cute name - Tibbs.

Just as the little girl was about to get up and throw the bear, Alan stopped her in time.

What a joke - Sirius was struck by the Worm's Tail and framed as the murderer who caused a street bombing, which caused him to sit in Azkaban for half his life, and if Anne threw the bear out, he would have to squat in prison for the rest of his life.

However, it seems that there is a death penalty in the United States, and perhaps he can go directly to Merlin - of course, it is more likely that he will have to take Anne to Voldemort and embark on a journey to unify the wizarding world.

Wiped in a cold sweat, Alan quickly took out another packet of popcorn from his pocket to comfort the angry Annie, and at the same time his eyes were directly fixed on the idiot who almost committed a murder - with a flash of color in Alan's eyes, the idiot rolled down the steps as if he had seen something extremely frightening, and as his understanding of the power of the scarecrow deepened, he became more and more proficient in unleashing these skills.

The idiot who rolled off caused quite a stir - because their standing was so dense, he brought down several banners and buried his face in the poop - the last banner showed the words "Hogwarts players are stinking poop".

After all this fuss, the Hogwarts crowd was worried about it - all they could do was cheer on instead of fighting the students of Ilvermorny - it meant nothing to the outcome of the game.

However, the only ones who were not worried at all were Alan and the alternates - only they knew the true results of the team's training, and as long as Ilvermorny was not too strong to go against the sky, there was no possibility of losing this game.

After the riot ended, all the team members finally entered, and shortly after the release of the Golden Snitch, a shrill whistle sounded - the game officially began.