As the first Quidditch match of the season, Slytherin vs. Gryffindor, approaches, there is growing interest and enthusiasm for the game. Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff are very concerned about the outcome of the game as they play against them next year.

Although the deans of the two academies pretend to be free and easy on the surface, they are secretly determined to see their side win. Professor McGonagall waived their homework a week before the competition. Snape's bias is also evident, as he has always pre-leased pitches for Slytherin, making it difficult for Gryffindor to find a training venue. He also turned a deaf ear to reports of Slytherin students attempting to use magic to trap Gryffindor players in the hallways.

October ended in a stormy season, and November came, cold as frozen iron, and every morning was a layer of frost, and the icy wind cut the hands and cheeks. The sky and the ceiling of the Great Hall turned a pale blue-gray, the mountains around Hogwarts wore snow caps, the temperature in the castle dropped so much, and many students wore thick dragonskin gloves during breaks in the hallways between classes.

It was a sunny and cold morning on the day of the race. When Casa walked into the Great Hall for breakfast, everyone at the Slytherin table stood up and applauded, in the eyes of the little snakes, as long as there was their king, the killer of the Quidditch pitch, victory would be theirs.

As they expected, Casa had long since lost interest in the boring sport, but he still had to compete, so he had already wanted to end the race as soon as possible.

Amid cheers and whistles, Mrs. Hodge shoved the whistle into her mouth and blew it vigorously. The kick-off was off, and fourteen players took to the air. Most of the Griffondor's squad gathered around Casa for fear of receiving a pass. Seeing that the opponent's strategy was like this, Kasa could only helplessly take this group of people to fly around at will to create opportunities for his teammates.

Gryffindor's new goalkeeper is none other than Ron Weasley. It was the first time for him to participate in such a grand competition, and he was obviously very nervous. After a while, several goals were scored by Slytherin. And although the Gryffindor people have the heart to defend, they are even more apprehensive about Casa's 100-shot shot, so they have to choose the lesser of two evils.

It wasn't until the score was stretched wide that the Griffondo players had to withdraw from Casa's side, but by this time they were already exhausted. After that, several more members of the team were shot down by Kassar with broomsticks. When Harry caught the Golden Snitch with Draco in one step to end the match, the extra 150 points couldn't be reversed.

When Casa jumped off the broomstick, the small snakes around him swarmed him up and tossed him high and cheered excitedly. Not many people noticed that in the other corner of the pitch, Draco and Harry had some minor clashes.

I don't know what Draco said to provoke Harry, but anyway, Harry and the Weasley twins pounced on him viciously.

Harry had completely forgotten that all the teachers were watching, he just wanted Malfoy to hurt as much as possible, and he didn't have time to draw his wand, so he picked up his fist and slammed Malfoy in the stomach with all his might.

The distance between the four of them was so close that Draco barely had time to react, and as soon as he touched his wand with his hand, he felt a tingling in his nose, as if something was flowing out, and he was hit his stomach. The razor-sharp claws of the celestial griffons flashed through his mind, and Draco gritted his teeth hard, keeping himself from fainting. He struggled to leap backwards, barely freeing himself from Harry's entanglement. Before Harry could catch up, he shouted, "Passed out——!"

A red pillar of light shot out from Draco's barely raised wand, immediately striking Fred, who was closest to him. Unprepared, Fred was thrown high by the magic and passed out in mid-air.

"Fred!" exclaimed George, not caring about the current situation, and drew his wand and shot at Draco with a bolt of magic. But he was easily blocked by Draco, who had already relieved his breath a little.

Harry was hesitant at first, but seeing that George was already fighting back and forth with Draco, he had no choice but to join the battle with his wand in hand.

Until someone next to him broke off and shouted: "There are many obstacles!" A magical force knocked the three backwards before they had to stop.

"What are you doing?" Madame Hooch shouted at Harry, her face full of incredulity, "Attacking your classmates in front of the whole school, and hitting one of three—I can't believe my eyes! Go back to the castle, you three, go straight to the dean's office! She pointed her wand at Fred, who had passed out. Fred snorted a few times and gradually woke up.

Mrs. Hodge turned and pointed to the Slytherin students who were gathered around, and ordered, "You guys, take Mr. Malfoy to the medical wing, for Merlin's sake, such a savage fight, and look at this bloody ......."

Harry and the twins left the court, all three out of breath and without saying a word. Leaving behind them was Professor McGonagall, the Headmaster of Griffondor, who looked angry and grim-faced. It wasn't long before Professor Umbridge followed.

The punishment for Harry and the twins was announced the next day, with them banned for life and the twins' broomsticks confiscated by Umbridge. To the regret of the little snakes, the Griffondo team was not disbanded because of this, and they can still continue.

The punishment was announced at the same time as the Ministry of Magic's Education Order No. 25: "The High Inquisitor shall henceforth have the supreme authority over all punishments, sanctions, and deprivations of rights involving Hogwarts students, and shall have the power to modify such punishments, sanctions, and deprivations of rights imposed by other teachers." ”

The teachers seemed to be very unhappy with the successive orders, and they exchanged glances with each other, careful not to let Umbridge notice. Most of the students didn't react because they couldn't understand what the order meant.

It is worth mentioning that Hagrid reappeared at the staff desk at breakfast, but not all students responded enthusiastically. Fred, George, and Lee cheered enthusiastically as they rushed to the aisle between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tables, taking Hagrid's huge hand and grasping it again. Others, like Parvati and Lavender, exchanged dejected glances and shook their heads. As for the Slytherin students, they directly voiced their dissatisfaction, demanding that Professor Graplan return to continue the class. And just look at the subtle reactions of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff to see that many of them prefer Professor Graplan's class.

On Tuesday, when Slytherin and Griffondo joined Hagrid's Conservation of Magical Creatures class, even Harry was a little worried, not only about Hagrid not knowing what to teach, but also about how the other classmates, especially Malfoy and his henchmen, were doing in Umbridge.

And when the students arrived at Hagrid's hut, the teacher's appearance was not at all reassuring. His face was covered with yellowish-green scars, and he was bleeding in some places. As if to complete this ominous picture, Hagrid seems to be carrying half a dead cow on his shoulder.

"We're here today!" Hagrid happily said to the students, waving his head at the black forest behind him, "It's a little dense! ”

"What likes the dark?" Lavender screamed, with a hint of fear in his voice, "What does he say he likes the dark—do you hear me?"

"Are you ready?" Hagrid glared at the class and said, "Okay." I've set aside a forest field trip for you in the fifth grade to show you how these creatures live in their natural environment. The creatures we are going to learn about today are so rare that I think I may be the only one in all of Britain who has tamed them. Alright, follow me!"

Most of the students looked uneasy. But Hagrid had already turned and strode into the forest. They watched each other, and in the end, it was Harry and the three who followed Hagrid into the Forbidden Forest first.

After walking for about ten minutes, I came to a place where the trees were thick and dark as dusk, and there was not a single snow on the ground. Hagrid thrust the half cow to the ground, took two steps back, and turned to face the class. Many of them used tree trunks as cover, looking nervously from side to side, cautiously approaching him, as if on guard against an attack at any moment.

Hagrid continued to let out a strange, high-pitched cry that echoed through the dark woods, like the whine of a giant bird. No one laughed, and most seemed too frightened to speak.

After a few minutes, a large, winged black horse emerged from the darkness. It looked at the students for a few seconds, flicked its long black tail, then lowered its head and began to bite the dead cow with its fangs.

Casa squeezed Pansy's hand tightly, he didn't want the girl to think of anything because of Yeji. Thanks to his summer training, Draco had seen this creature for the first time, and he still seemed a little reserved.

But most of the students couldn't see these amazing creatures, and they looked around in confusion, wondering why Hagrid didn't scream. Only a few people saw Yeji, but they all showed very disgusted expressions.

Pieces of meat automatically peeled off the bones of dead cows on the ground and disappeared into thin air, looking very strange. Several people screamed.

"What's that?" Parvati retreated to the nearest tree and asked fearfully, "What's eating it?"

"Night," Hagrid said proudly, Hermione beside Harry in a realising "Oh!" "There's a big bunch here at Hogwarts." Now, can anyone tell me why some people can see and some people can't?"

"Only those who have seen death can see the Night. Hermione raised her hand and said quickly.

"By the way," Hagrid said solemnly, "Gryffindor plus ten." Yeji—"

"Ahem, ahem. "Professor Umbridge is here, still in a green hat, in a green cloak, with a clipboard in hand. She asked Hagrid a few questions, but deliberately acted as if she couldn't understand what Hagrid was saying, making exaggerated and clumsy gestures. It seems that he has made up his mind to think of Hagrid as a half-human with low intelligence.

As Hagrid was about to continue introducing Nightji, Umbridge interrupted him in a loud voice, "Did you know that the Ministry of Magic has classified Nightji as a 'dangerous animal'?"

Hagrid smiled nonchalantly, "They're not dangerous! Of course, if you really get into trouble, they might bite you." ”

Umbridge lowered her head and scribbled something in her notebook, a smug smile on her lips.

Hagrid began to get a little nervous, and he stammered as he began to lecture. Umbridge approached the students and kindly asked them questions such as "Can you understand Professor Hagrid?"

"No, you can't. Because a lot of the time it sounds like a woo-woo. A Slytherin student replied.

Umbridge scribbled on the clipboard. As she leaves, Hagrid is informed that she will receive a notification in the near future.

The class is finally over. When the three Harry complained about Umbridge. Hermione said indignantly, "Honestly, they're pretty good for Hagrid.. teach this before the exams, but they're really fun, aren't they? ”

"Really?" Harry asked calmly.

Hermione suddenly looked horrified, and hurriedly apologized, "Oh, Harry, I'm sorry! Of course I don't want to, that's a stupid thing!"

"I'm surprised that so many people can see it," Ron said, "can you believe it? Lockhart and Malfoy can see it, too. ”

Hermione fell silent, her mind involuntarily conjuring up Casa's distorted expression as she faced the Boggart. "Could it be...... Am I wrong about him...... "The girl thought sadly," but ...... It's already too late......"