There was no one around the arena when Vio arrived, but Hermione and Ron were already waving at her from the stands, and she was about to walk towards the Gryffindor students in the Ravenclaw students while no one was looking, when someone suddenly stuffed something in the shape of a long tube in her arms. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info turned around and saw that it was Daphne.

According to the school's format, as long as Hufflepuff can win against Gryffindor, Slytherin will still be firmly at the top of the House Cup scoring charts this year, but based on Harry's game against Slytherin last term, that hope is slim.

Despite this, the Slytherins, led by Draco, took a seat in the audience early with a great view, ready to cheer for Hufflepuff when the time came, "Anyway, we have to try everything that can depress Gryffindor's morale." These are Pansy's exact words.

She also took a sheet this morning and drew a big badger with her wand on it - note that "drawing with a wand" here is really just a literal meaning, I don't know if she bought the wrong paint, the earthy yellow used to paint has not disappeared on the wand, and from a distance it looks like her wand is stained with strange "things". Pansy is so angry that she makes a fuss in the common room, accusing the person who bought her paint for not being careful.

Everyone laughs in the common room, and finally she borrows Draco Goyle to carry the painted wand for her, and they go to Professor Flitwick together, who quickly clears the paint, but according to him, someone has put a sticky spell on the paint, which is funny.

Pansy missed the game because of this. She and Daphne were always inseparable, but now Daphne was alone, and the more gentle her eyes were, the more Vio realized her determination to invite her to sit down and watch the game.

"Oh, is this?" said Vio, digressing, pretending not to know what she meant, keeping his eyes fixed on the binoculars in her hand in case she asked herself an awkward question of where she was going.

"Draco bought it, everyone has it, I think I should send you one too. Daphne smiled, "Binoculars, it's great to watch the game!"

"Well, thank you, Daphne. Vio hugged the binoculars, suddenly embarrassed to go to Hermione's side again, and before she could make a decision, Daphne gently took her hand, "Come on, our seats are over there." ”

"But I-" Vio was about to explain that he was going to find another seat when Hermione and Ron walked over when Draco walked down the aisle of the row of seats behind Ron, and Crabbe, who was following him, reached out and pressed Ron's head hard, and Ron was startled.

Before he could turn around, Crabbe grinned, "It's you, Weasley, I didn't notice." ”

"Daphne, what are you doing here, the game is going to start soon, let's go. Noether urged Daphne to leave, and Vio took the opportunity to get out. Maybe it was because her face didn't look very good, and Hermione asked her a little worriedly what was wrong. She smiled and shook her head, saying that she knew she was going to watch the game today, and she was excited all night last night and didn't sleep well, which reassured her.

Ron laughed too, he knew vio was talking back.

Soon, the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff began, and they had no time to leave here to find another position, so they had to sit down, which was not very good, and Hermione and Ron were almost out of the audience in order to see Harry hovering dozens of feet in the air.

Vio handed over his binoculars. Not far away, Draco seemed to notice this, furious.

Ron and Hermione looked at each other, and they both praised the telescope, which seemed to be of exceptional quality.

Vio looked at them both with a smile on his face, then turned his head to look for Professor Quirrell with Voldemort hidden behind his head. Luckily, Professor Quirrell was sitting close to them, and Vio could observe him clearly.

He was still submissive, stammering to a student next to him, who seemed to be holding down a corner of his robe. For some reason, his expression looked rather eager, as if he was about to suffocate in the next second.

Vio looked closely for a while, and found that the robe he was wearing today was pinned to the scarf wrapped around his head, which was originally intended to better secure the scarf, but now it has become a sharp weapon that can pull the scarf off at any moment and reveal his deadly secret.

Vio's eyes lit up, and she had an idea.

Before she could do anything, however, there was a commotion in the nearby auditorium, and Hermione next to her screamed, "Hurry up, Harry!" and she excitedly jumped into her seat with the other Gryffindor students - Harry was rushing straight towards Snape!

Beneath her seat, Ron and Neville had somehow rolled into a ball with Draco and Crabbe, fists and kicks together, screaming in pain.

Snape in the air had just activated his broomstick, and after patrolling the field for a while, he felt something "whoosh" past his ear, only a few inches away from him, and then, Harry Potter rushed towards him, Snape's eyes widened in surprise, and before he could react, Harry stopped diving, and he raised his arms triumphantly, raising his arms to show the golden snitch that was firmly held in his hand.

There was a boil in the stands: Harry had set a new record, and no one could remember another time when he had caught the snitch so quickly and ended the match.

"Ron!vio!where are you!The game is over, Harry wins! We win!The Gryffindors are ahead!" Hermione screamed, jumping in her chair and hugging her tightly when she spotted Vio.

Vio began to think sadly that she might be dragged in every Quidditch match in the future—what a mystical magic of sports.

She suddenly remembered Professor Quirrell and quickly searched around, the students in the audience had already left their seats in confusion, the Hufflepuff students left the venue in droves, and the Gryffindor students rushed over with the angry Slytherin students in cheer to block the aisle. The Ravenclaw students watched the arena with disapproval.

However, in the original professorship, Quirrell's figure has disappeared without a trace.

Vio was furious.

She hurriedly told Hermione to see Harry—in fact, to see if Snape, who was the referee, was still there, and immediately left her arms and squeezed through the crowd and rushed to the court.

Dumbledore was there talking to Harry with a pleasant face, and Snape next to him spat angrily on the ground - he turned and left behind the cheering team members, glaring at Vio before leaving.

Vio tugged at Harry's clothes and smiled at Dumbledore, deliberately ignoring Snape's last hostile glance, she knew that Snape was going to see Quirrell at this time, Harry's broomstick was still there, and this was a good opportunity.

"Hey, vio, you're really here to play!" Harry hugged her excitedly, dangling the snitch in front of her eyes.

Seeing him so happy, Vio's mood was also infected, and he sincerely appreciated: "Hermione's order, how dare I not come." But it was a great last, Harry, and yours!"

Dumbledore saw all of this in his eyes, and he looked at Vio from above the half-moon glasses, paying some attention to her.

"Miss Santriel?"

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore. VIO replied decently.

"Don't be so formal," Dumbledore smiled kindly, "I don't think we'll meet less often in the future." He winked at Vio with blue eyes, as if to imply something. Then he straightened his robe and said, "All right, go celebrate with your buddies Harry, I'm glad to see all this, especially you, not indulging in ・・・・・・" His voice gradually lowered and said no more, Harry nodded knowingly.

When Dumbledore's figure walked away, Harry whispered, "Professor Dumbledore knows what I see in the Mirror of Eris, and he wants me not to indulge in it." ”

"I envy you, Harry. Vio looked at him and said seriously. When Harry was confused and about to question her, she decisively pulled him away, "Let's go, Harry, I'll accompany you to put the broomstick back in the broomstick shack." ”