In order to prevent Maddara from noticing that something is wrong, McGoth tells Ron to go to the twins' bedroom for the next two days to rest, and they will tell Maddara the news, whether he understands it or not.

Ron didn't really want to shelter Spotted, but this rat had been in their house for more than ten years, and he didn't expect it to end up like this, which was a little difficult to accept.

Back in the dormitory, McGoth told Harry not to look at Spotted, fearing that Spotted would detect Harry's suspicion of him.

In a modest little cardboard box under Ron's bed, Spotted was resting inside. McGoth walked over and picked up the carton from under the bed.

"Madara, Ron's two older brothers have been looking for him for a few days, and they don't know if they want to fix him or really need his help, so he will rest at the twins. He told me to remember to feed you, and you don't run around. As he spoke, he grabbed a handful of nuts from the bag next to him and put them in the carton, and then placed the carton next to Viadandy's cot. At the same time, in his heart, let Viadandi pay attention to Spotted's actions, tell him if there is a problem, and don't let him doubt it.

I don't know if you're up to the job. McGoth looked at Viadandy, who was still a little confused, and shook his head helplessly, after all, he was still only a child, no matter whether the future was really as strong as Dumbledore and Newt Scamander said, it was still just an ordinary magical beast.

As if sensing Magos's mood, Viadandy meowed at him a few times, as if to say hand it over to me.

He touched Viadandy's little head and grabbed a handful of snacks and put them in its small basin.

"If Crook Hill attacks and chases Blob, don't stop it." With that, he lay back on his bed.

Looking at Harry, who was tossing and turning not far away, Magos could only silently pray that things would go the way they imagined.

……

Harry barely slept all night, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he remembered Sirius's words and the terrible, frightened, pleading screams in his ears.

Distraught, he simply got up, and the moment he put on his magic robe, his eyes looked at the spot that McGoth had placed next to Viadandy. He didn't express his inner emotions and quickly looked away.

Spotted, or Pettigrew—Peter was very perceptive, and he was aware of Harry the moment he looked at him, but he didn't care, considering that Harry had been teasing him a lot.

When McGoth woke up, he looked at the bedroom window and almost thought it was still dark. The dark weather and the storm made people feel no determination to leave the bed.

It's a pity that today is a Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, and it doesn't matter if the young wizards of the other two houses don't go, they can't be absent.

"Where's Harry?" Magos, dressed in magic robes, picked up an umbrella and looked at Harry's empty bed and asked.

"I don't know, I didn't see him when I got up, maybe I went to gather." Dean straightened the picture of the West Ham football team and replied casually.

In the break room, McGoth saw Hermione, who had also just come out.

"I didn't let him notice it." Hermione asked in a low voice.

"Of course, I'm not that stupid, let's go, Harry is gone, I doubt he didn't sleep at all last night."

Hermione's face was worried, but she didn't say anything, Harry was much more patient than she expected, and she thought that if she were Harry, she couldn't bear to live in a dormitory with someone who seemed to be an enemy.

As they left the lounge, they were met by a shining white light.

"Colin, it's time for you to change your camera." McGoth rubbed his eyes, a little helpless.

Colin just giggled, this camera was his treasure, so he wouldn't change it.

"Harry. I'm going to take a set of Quidditch photos for him. ”

"You're late, Harry has long since left."

Hermione's words disappointed Colin for a moment, but he quickly picked himself up and slapped them hard.

"We're not going to race." Magos was blindfolded by Flash. I really don't know where to complain about Colin's hobby.

After a hurried breakfast, McGoth and his party braved the storm to make their way to the Quidditch stands.

"I don't understand. Why don't professors or principals put up a magical barrier to keep out the wind and rain? ”

"I guess I want us to be like those players and let us know how much pressure they are facing."

Due to the bad weather, several of the strongest wizards in the school have arrived for this competition, and of course, after last year's basilisk incident, Dumbledore will also monitor every move in the school. For example, the surveillance prop inherited by the principals of the past generations is on him.

Mrs. Hodge slowly descended from the teacher's stand on a broomstick. Rainy, she looked into the air, her eyes sharp.

"Some wizards and professors proposed to me to cancel or postpone the competition, but I refused. I want you to know that Quidditch is never suspended or postponed because of the weather. Now, the sentient players enter the room. ”

McGoth: They picked up the horns they had prepared. Shouting last year's slogan loudly.

"The Lion King's contempt!"

"The Lion King's contempt!"

……

Not to be outdone, the Hufflepuff side did not prepare a trumpet in advance, but with a wand they could turn a piece of parchment into a trumpet shape at any time.

"Badger Determination!"

"Badger Determination!"

……

"Hufflepuff has a slogan too?" Ron asked strangely as he listened to the voice from the other side. He may have figured it out in one night, and he didn't have the grief of last night.

Magos and Hermione didn't dare to mention it again, and followed his words.

"It's normal, and I think the other two schools should have it, even if they didn't go through this competition, they would have made one."

"But their tone is bigger than ours, so I don't know if they can be as strong as their slogans." Hermione's tone was disapproving.

As they chatted, the two teams flew out of their locker rooms, their magic robes glowing faintly, as if trying to stop the rainstorm. Unfortunately, the effect was too weak, except for their magic robes, every corner of their bodies was covered by rainstorms.

Hufflepuff's new Seeker, Cedric. Diggory smiled at Harry.

"I didn't expect my original partner to become my current opponent."

"I'll give it my all." Harry shouted. There is no way, the wind and rain are heavy, if you don't have to shout, the other party may not be able to hear it.

"Equally." Cedric responded with a knowing provocative look.

As Mrs. Hodge announced the start of the match, the two teams instantly got into shape, and Harry and Cedric also rose to the wind, quickly looking for a flash of golden light.

"With such a heavy rain, can they see the Golden Snitch?" Seamus's eyes widened and he couldn't see the upward situation, and he was a little skeptical of the abilities of the two Seekers.

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