Like Aven, Harry slept badly that night. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Tomorrow's Quidditch final has put too much pressure on him, especially since he is the key to Gryffindor's victory, and Harry has dreamed a lot.

At first he dreamed that he had slept out of time, and Wood was yelling, "Where were you just now? You didn't show up when the game started, so we had to substitute Neville!"

Then he dreamed that Malfoy and the rest of the Slytherin were all riding dragons to the race.

He ran desperately, trying to avoid the flames that erupted from Malfoy's mount's mouth, when he realized that he had forgotten about the firebolts.

He found his firebolt in Malfoy's hand, and the other man laughed, and Harry was startled and fell from the air, joking him awake.

It was about a few seconds before Harry remembered that the game hadn't taken place yet, and that he was lying peacefully in bed.

And people certainly won't let the Slytherins ride dragons into the race.

He rolled over and went back to sleep, the sound of Ron's loud snoring in his ears, and Harry curled up under the covers, his thoughts blurring.

The next day, Evan had a rare sleep, and he was finally woken up by Colin.

"We've got to hurry, Harry and the rest of the team are already on their way to the Great Hall for breakfast!" Colin handed him Aven's wizarding robes, "I've asked Wiki to help us get two seats next to Harry, and I want to say good luck to Harry before the game starts." ”

It took a moment for Evan to react before he realized what Colin was talking about.

He put his clothes on his body haphazardly, and hurried with Colin to the auditorium, which was very lively, full of noise and applause.

The crowd gathered around Harry and the rest of the Gryffindor team, including Professor McGonagall, Sirius, and even a few Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff House members, all sending their best wishes to the team.

Colin hurriedly pulled Aven in, and Aven saw that next to Harry, Qiu Zhang was whispering something to him, and Harry blushed visibly, but nodded.

"Good morning, Aven!" Cho quickly noticed Evan, who had just approached, and a gentle smile appeared on her face, looking very comfortable.

Before she could speak to Aven, Luna, who was humming a weird, brisk tune, walked straight over.

Seeing the crazy girl Luna, everyone subconsciously took half a step back.

As usual, it was exactly the same, and no one wanted to approach her at all. Luna didn't seem to notice the anomaly, though, and she sent her blessing to Harry as everyone else did, then turned to talk to Evan about the harassing scoundrel she had encountered this morning.

"These creatures love invisibility, but if you're willing to help, I think we can catch them, my father has a very useful little spell. Luna said in a trance, her eyes hazy with anticipation, "We can write an article about the process of finding and arresting the molestation, and publish it in the latest issue of the newspaper." ”

"That's a great idea, Luna!" Evan said apologetically, "but I have other arrangements for today, and I can't accompany you to catch those harassers!"

According to last night's plan, Evan was going to try to fly to Alagog's lair with the Hippogriff Buckbeak after the Quidditch final.

Hopefully Harry will win the game and no one will notice what he's doing.

Evan stepped forward and patted Harry on the shoulder, and Harry forced a smile.

Evan turned around and saw Hermione waving to him in the corner, and he hurried over.

"Almost everyone except Snape and Slytherin is supporting Gryffindor. Hermione stared at Harry and the crowd around him who were constantly greeting him, and said disapprehantly, "I can understand their feelings, but by doing so, they are putting pressure on Harry." You know, in today's game, he must keep track of the movements of the Golden Snitch and catch the ...... when Gryffindor is leading by more than 50 points."

"Calm down, Hermione, you look like Wood right now!" Evan said as quickly as he could.

"Really?!" Hermione said in surprise, and just as Evan was about to say something, her attention quickly turned to Harry.

The welcome didn't last long, and Wood quickly pushed everyone aside to allow time for his teammates to have breakfast.

At the long table, he kept urging the team members to eat more, but he didn't move.

Then, before anyone else had finished eating, he blasted all the players onto the pitch to familiarize them with the field.

As Harry and the others left the Great Hall, there was another round of applause in the Great Hall.

Except for the long table at Slytherin House, where the people sitting at the table booed loudly as Harry and them passed. Malfoy wasn't involved, though, and was sitting nervously in his seat, his face paler than usual.

The upcoming Quidditch Final is a test for all participants.

Just like in the Gryffindor match against Ravenclaw a little over a month ago, while the players went to the dressing room to change clothes, the other young wizards hurried to the crowd in hopes of getting a good spot.

The final was destined to be different from all previous Quidditch matches, with everyone except the Slytherin students taking a clear stand in favor of Gryffindor.

At Aven's suggestion, Sirius prepared a lot of scarlet roses and scarlet flags with Gryffindor lions printed on them to give to everyone, and the other young wizards also spontaneously prepared a lot of small flags or large boards and cloths with slogans such as "Gryffindor succeeded!" and "Lion wins!"

Now, if you look down from the sky, you can see a sea of scarlet.

Three-quarters of the crowd wore scarlet roses and shouted loudly to cheer for Gryffindor.

The most striking thing is a huge billboard behind the Gryffindor auditorium, on which is a repeated, lifelike, ever-changing color animation: a Gryffindor lion is running on the green grass, the players, the Quaffle and the Bludger are spinning and flying around its body, and a small silver snake suddenly appears to stop it, but the lion jumps up with an unstoppable momentum, bites the golden snitch in mid-air, and stomps the silver snake under its feet.

The silver snake writhed unwillingly, and in the next second, the entire pattern turned into gorgeous fireworks.

"Gryffindor Victory!" a large slogan emerges from it, attracting everyone's attention. (To be continued.) )