While Ivan was thinking about it, Harry, who was chatting with Sirius about the trivial matters of life, suddenly asked.

"Sirius, it's the last Quidditch game in three days, you'll come and see it, right?"

"Of course! I'm looking forward to seeing you win the Quidditch Cup, just like your father did! Sirius nodded in affirmation.

"My father?" Harry inquired curiously, he had seen James Potter's trophy in the trophy room, but he didn't know anything specific.

"He's the best Quidditch player I've ever met, and if we hadn't been busy with the Death Eaters after graduation, he might have been a player!"

Sirius laughed and quipped, then looked at Harry again.

"But I think you're going to surpass him! I watched from the pitch during the last game, and you flew awesomely! ”

"But I fell from the sky!" Harry looked a little embarrassed at the mention of that day.

"That's because the Dementors are messing around, isn't it? Now you've defeated them! This time it's time to ride the firebow I gave you and reclaim the championship! Sirius patted Harry on the shoulder and said encouragingly.

The thought of his new broom gave Harry some confidence and nodded solemnly.

Then, as if remembering something, Harry turned to look at Ivan and asked. "By the way, Ivan, how are you thinking about it? Playing in this year's Quidditch tournament? Wood: They've been waiting for your reply! ”

"Ivan, are you also a Gryffindor Quidditch player?" Sirius was curious.

Although he had given Ivan a firebow bolt before, it was only incidental, because he had not seen Ivan in the Quidditch arena last time.

"Yes, he played with us last year!" Before Ivan could reply, Harry nodded first.

Speaking of Quidditch, Harry became very excited, gushing to Sirius how they had beaten several other colleges together during the previous school year, and incidentally mentioning Ivan's amazing flying and pitching skills.

Sirius couldn't believe it when he heard Harry talk about Ivan scoring twenty-five goals in a single game, directly breaking the record for the most goals in a single game at Hogwarts.

"Our Quidditch captain, Wood, thinks Ivan can go straight to the national team!" Harry said.

"In this way, I really sent you the right fire crossbow arrow before!" Sirius didn't think it was necessary for Harry to deceive him, so he could only say that Ivan was really talented.

"My flying skills are as exaggerated as Harry said, just a little higher than the average person!" Ivan waved his hand, not paying attention to Harry's flattery.

His family knows his own affairs, and his flying talent is actually very bad, and he still kicked the broom in his hand when he first took flying lessons in the first grade.

When I was in my second year, I showed off my skills on the Quidditch pitch because I used my experience card to cheat...

However, now that his magic manipulation ability has improved a lot, coupled with the actual combat practice on the court last school year, Ivan feels that he should be able to look down on the court even if he doesn't cheat.

Considering that Sirius had never used the firebolt he had given him, Ivan hesitated, but finally agreed to Harry's request to participate in a Quidditch match.

For some reason, Ivan thought of Luna, the little witch who went to the Forbidden Forest to select materials to make handmade signs in order to cheer herself on in the arena!

Since the other party regards himself as his only friend and specially made a sign, he can't let her down, right?

"Great! I guess Wood must be overjoyed! And Malfoy, he'd be stunned to see you during the game! ”

Ivan's readily agreed to this was really beyond Harry's expectations, and a surprise ensued, he felt that with Ivan's joining, this Quidditch championship was a sure thing.

Seeing Harry's excited appearance, Ivan shook his head secretly, he really didn't understand why so many people liked a competitive sport that flew into the sky to play ball.

Could it be that the entertainment life of wizards is too scarce?

Ivan thought it was very likely that he had been uncomfortable in this magical world without mobile phones and the Internet during the time he had just crossed over.

If he hadn't been too young and wanted to learn all kinds of magical magic, he wouldn't have been able to stay in the outside world as a Muggle to make money!

Ivan kept complaining in his heart, and his mouth didn't stop, and after eating all the candy on the table with everyone, the night had gradually darkened.

Harry's interest was still high, as if he had endless words to say, and he couldn't wait to tell Sirius everything that had happened to him since he was a child!

However, when he began to dream of leaving the Dursleys and living with Sirius, he was interrupted by Dumbledore.

"Harry! You said you were going to say goodbye to the Dursleys and move to Sirius' house this summer? Dumbledore's expression became serious.

"That's right! Sirius and I have already discussed it..."Harry nodded, not yet aware of the seriousness of the problem, still in his fantasy.

"That's not going to work, I don't recommend it!" Dumbledore shook his head,

"Why?" Harry asked, confused.

Sirius also looked at Dumbledore a little strangely.

Dumbledore said slowly.

"Do you remember what I told you? Harry!

On that night thirteen years ago, your mother, in order to protect you from bad luck, used an ancient and powerful spell to transform her love for you into the magic of protection into your skin, sheltering you until adulthood! ”

"Yes... You told me that it was because of this that Professor Chino was hurt so much when he touched my palm two years ago..."Harry nodded hesitantly, of course he remembered it.

"That's right! But there's one thing I didn't tell you! Dumbledore's eyes stared at him for a moment under his half-moon glasses, making Harry feel a little uncomfortable, and after a pause, Dumbledore continued.

"In order for this magic to work all the time, you need to be around people who are related to you... That's why I sent you to the Dursleys home when you were a baby, because they were the only living relatives of you! ”