"Phew, you almost won, Harry, that little stick of wood is yours." Magos smiled and floated the emerald ball into his hand, looking at Harry and saying.

Harry didn't speak, and joined the others in setting his eyes on the little fat man in the corner, who shrunk his belly at their eyes.

McGoth looked at Neville a little strangely, "That's Neville's?" He asked.

Ron nodded dumbly, he couldn't figure out how Neville, who had always been clumsy, suddenly erupted this time, and he couldn't control the wooden bar from floating at first.

McGoth was just curious, not surprised, he knew that the clumsy little fat man in front of him could become a professor in the future. He smiled and sat down next to him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Great, Neville, very well done, tell me how you felt."

"I, I don't know." Neville's shy face flushed, "At the time, I was just thinking about what you said to me, I didn't think about anything, I, I just wanted to touch the ball, and the stick chased after it." Neville's words disappointed the little kids around him who thought they were going to have some cheats.

However, McGoss's eyes lit up, he knew better than anyone how important self-confidence and courage were to Neville, and quickly puffed up and said: "Yes, Neville, that's it, in the future, as long as you believe that you can do it, as long as you keep an eye on what you want to pursue, you will not be worse than us, and the outbreak just now is proof." ”

"Yes, is that so?" Neville asked rhetorically unconfidently.

"Of course, if you don't believe me, you can ask them." As he spoke, he pointed at Harry and them, and they all nodded vigorously as they looked at Neville's somewhat timid eyes, and Neville's tears of excitement were about to fall.

"Alright, Neville, just be moved, a man can't just cry." Seamus ran over and pinched Neville's chubby face with a big grin. "I didn't expect the most powerful thing to be you, the fat man, haha, let's applaud the confident Neville." As he spoke, he took the lead in filming.

"Bang bang bang." Everyone slapped hard for face.

"Thank you, thank you." Neville's tears didn't hold back after all, and he fell, whimpering.

"Alright Neville, let's wash our face again, it's dawn, we should go to the restaurant." Dean stood up and said loudly.

Today's weather is very nice, it's a sunny day, and if you can ignore the cold wind, it would be a good day for a picnic.

They gathered in the lounge with the girls and walked to the dining room together, and on the way Ron and Seamus talked to the girls about their morning games. The girls have sparkling eyes and are clearly interested in their playstyle.

"If you only invented these little games that would increase spell proficiency and make everyone feel fun, it would be much more useful than the magic card you made." Hermione's mini-game with McGoss's invention immediately came to mind that it could be used to practice the levitation charm.

"To be honest, I was just thinking of something to pass the time, and I really didn't think there were as many as you thought." McGoth looked at her speechlessly, it turned out that this game could still be like this.

Hermione glared at him angrily, and he looked at her innocently.

After arriving at the restaurant, Hermione told the others about the effect of the little game on the levitation charm, and when the others heard it, it was a little interesting, it was not a boring practice but also a game for entertainment, why not do it.

Slowly, the Gryffindors on the long table learned about the game and thanked Hermione, who hurriedly explained that she had not invented it, and that Seamus, Harry, Ron and others also pointed to McGoth and said that he had found it. They turned to thank Magos so that he had to stand up and return the salute.

Today is the big day of the competition, and it is impossible for the action on the Gryffindor long table not to attract the attention of the other houses, and after a little inquiry, they will know what is going on, and when they hear about the little game invented by McGoss, they also feel very feasible. None of them left the table, though, but smiled at him or toasted the juice, for a Quidditch match was about to take place, and the game was fun but less important than the upcoming match.

Gryffindor, for their part, quickly stopped talking about the mini-game and talked about the Quidditch match. McGoth learned from Harry and Ron that this tournament was still very important to Gryffindor, if they could win, they would be second, and if they lost, they would likely become the bottom of the four houses, so the Quidditch players led by Wood were nervous and looked like they were at home. But......

"Hey, McGoss, I heard you've invented another interesting idea." Fred and George had just arrived at the restaurant.

"I really want to open your mind and see what else is interesting in it." George said and tapped him lightly on the head.

McGoth looked at the two heartless Erha teenagers in front of him weakly, he had the wrong idea just now, and he forgot to count these two wonders.

"Fred, George, come over here, I'll send you. Harry, come over here, too. Before the twins could talk to McGoth or the others again, Wood stood up and shouted at them.

"He's so nervous." Fred pouted.

"Like an aunt, she whispers in our ears every day." George complained, but they said it anyway.

"We'll come back to you when the game is over."

"Tell me about the thing we're all interested in." George winked his eyes at him as he spoke. Then he ran over.

"McGoss, Hermione, Ron, I'm over too." Harry's tone and expression didn't look good, he was too nervous, a little stiff. McGoth looked at the plate in front of him, and sure enough, he didn't move much.

"Harry, you can't eat nothing, or you'll be going to play later." Ron looked at him with some concern.

"I can't eat it, I'll go first." It's a little unsteady to walk.

"Will he be okay?" Hermione looked at Harry with some concern.

"It's going to be nervous for the first time, so we'll give him some bread or something. The game won't take place until noon, and he's going to be hungry. McGoth shook his head, he looked like that no matter what he said, it wouldn't be useful, and he would be back when he got to the ring. Wood's side seemed to be arranging some tactics, and if he was nervous, he didn't want to, and McGoth felt that they were holding Buddha's feet temporarily.

After breakfast, Wood and the team went nowhere, and McGoth left Ron with him to find Harry. He and the others went back to the break room to get the banners and stuff that had been prepared long ago.

It is worth mentioning that Magos used a magic prop that can be looped to record the music of 'Oh Come, Come, Fly, ......', which is a must-have for the World Cup.

By the time they arrived at the stadium with their stuff, there were already seven or eight people sitting on the pitch, all gathered to discuss the game loudly, but from what McGoth had heard along the way, they generally disliked Harry and Malfoy.

"Ron, did you give him something to eat?" By the time they reached the Gryffindor viewing seats, Ron had already secured the best position for them, the highest row.

"I gave it to him, but I didn't see him eat it." Ron was a little worried, he was afraid that Harry wouldn't eat anything.

"He'll eat, and Wood knows he'll want it if he doesn't. Don't worry, wait for the game to start. ”

Time flew by in their noisy chat. By eleven o'clock, it seemed that all the teachers and students had arrived in the stands around the Quidditch pitch. McGoth looked around and saw that many of the students were carrying binoculars.

The headmaster and professors sat down and stretched out their hands, and the stands slowly floated upward, and the young wizards who were watching the game for the first time let out a soft cry of surprise.

At this time, the headmaster stood up, he looked more serious, nodded to Mrs. Hooch flying in the air, and sat down again.

Mrs. Hodge suddenly pulled her broomstick and flew into the air, attracting everyone's attention, and she kept rising so high that it was barely visible to the naked eye, and she turned the broom and rushed down vertically. The little wizards in the first year couldn't help but exclaim, and they were timid and even covered their eyes with their hands, and McGoss didn't expect Mrs. Hodge to come back like this, which was not introduced in the movie novel, but judging from the accustomed eyes of the senior students around them, this was a must-have program for every competition.

In the few seconds he was thinking, Mrs. Hodge was only a few meters away from the ground, but she didn't mean to slow down at all, it looked like a missile was accelerating with its head on the ground. Many first-graders didn't dare to look at it anymore, tightly blindfolded themselves, and even the senior ones had many shocked faces, even if McGoth knew that she would definitely be fine, his heart couldn't help but rise.

Just as she reached the lawn, Mrs. Hodge lifted her broom violently, and she flew into the air again almost against the lawn, and Mygoth could see the grass that had been cut by the air caused by her extreme speed and turn drifting in the air.

When Mrs. Hodge stopped in mid-air again, everyone, including the president and professors, stood up and gave her the warmest applause.

When the applause stopped, she spoke.

"Now for the Gryffindor and Slytherin teams." Gryffindor and Slytherin burst into applause, and Ron hurriedly unfurled a banner that read, 'Come on, Harry' and 'Lion's House will win'. McGoth also turns on the echo prop.

Oh come... The sound resounded throughout the audience, and the World Cup music from the real world officially entered the world of magic.

As soon as Mrs. Hodge's words fell, the two teams all walked out of their locker rooms in high spirits, stood in a row, and then both sat on broomsticks and flew into the air, forming a circle with Mrs. Hodge as the center.