Today was the most important day at Hogwarts, because it was early this morning that the construction of the Quidditch Stadium had been completed after a second of Dunlidor's efforts.

As they pushed open the large Gothic floor-to-ceiling windows and yawned to welcome the first rays of sunlight, an immensely large oval appeared in front of them.

The oval-shaped walls are dotted with towers, and on either side of the oval are the three rings that shape the Quidditch goal.

The Quidditch pitch is divided into three tiers in the system, and the shape of the pitch is similar to that of Harry Potter.

However, a large Quidditch pitch can accommodate 27,000 people, a medium Quidditch pitch can accommodate 9,000 people, and a small Quidditch pitch can only accommodate 3,000 people.

There is no doubt that this stadium, which is incomparably spectacular in the eyes of the students, is a small Quidditch pitch with a capacity of 3,000 people.

Since it was only an experimental version, and there were less than 4,000 people this semester plus the residents, the Quidditch pitch could also be used for small tournaments, or simply for Quidditch players to train, or for regular students to play here.

"Is that the Quidditch pitch?"

"Is our school finally going to have its own sports field? Is our school finally going to have its own unique sport? ”

Inside the tower's dormitory, windows were pushed open, and there were cries of wonder and joy as they finally had their own sports field.

Gwen munched on the steak and heard the cheers and shouts outside, she put down her silver platter and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of her small room.

At first glance, a very imposing building rises from the plain beyond the city walls, which was once just a grassland, but now it has been transformed into a giant sports field.

Gwen watched from the top of the tower as hundreds of students poured out of the walls, scurrying towards the Quidditch pitch.

"Is this the Quidditch pitch?"

The Quidditch pitch is something they heard from the grapevine at the beginning of the school year that this semester they will have a spectacular stadium and they will have their own sporting activity, which is the game of Quidditch.

Most of the students are underage children, the stadium is spectacular, and more than 70% of the students are looking forward to the news.

But as time passed, half a semester passed quietly, and they still did not usher in their own incomparably magnificent building, they could only wait anxiously.

Even more excited were the Quidditch players, who had only been training in the square and the grasslands, knowing that a friendly match would follow on the first day the course was built.

"Kids, today you're going to have a tense, exciting game, and your family can watch it with you. Quidditch players, this is our first Hogwarts match, and in honor of this match, each player who wins the game will receive a unique reward! ”

Dumbledore stood on the high platform of the Quidditch pitch, lined up with the dean and the teachers on his left and right, and it was obvious that the establishment of the Quidditch pitch was not only a carnival for the students, but also a big event for the school.

This will be a tradition that Hogwarts has been carrying forward for hundreds or thousands of years, and it will be a sporting activity that will influence Hogwarts for generations to come.

"I'm sure after two months of training, you've all mastered the rules, and you've rehearsed countless times for the first time you've been on the stage. Again, it's forbidden to use magic on the Quidditch pitch and to ruin the fairness of the game! ”

Dunlido held the high wall fence of the Quidditch pitch with both hands, and the view of more than a thousand students at a glance was equally spectacular.

Of course, compared to tens of thousands of people in the future, or even hundreds of thousands of Hogwarts, it is only a small scene now. In today's development from scratch, this is enough to make Dunlido proud and proud.

"Come on, Gryffindor!"

"Come on, Slytherin!"

Gryffindor represents bravery, integrity, and indomitability, and in this school of magic and wizardry, Gryffindor is the best at flying and fighting, and in many cases is not inferior to Slytherin, which has more than eighty percent of the Chosen Mages.

Slytherins are born magicians, but they also never relax in training for a moment, and it can be said that the "tortoise-hare race" scene will never happen to them.

Hufflepuffs excel at alchemy, healing, and food magic, and life is their brightest stage. Ravenclaw, on the other hand, is the embodiment of wisdom, and they are better suited to stay behind the scenes or become commanders.

Therefore, the first Gryffindor vs. Slytherin match was also the most interesting match, because in this school, they were better than the other two houses in terms of fighting, flying and other skills as a whole.

On the court, the students of the two colleges either raised brooms or looked back frequently, and at one moment the entire arena was set on fire, and the cheers and shouts of the students of the two colleges in the audience rose higher and higher.

Apparently this was the first major group competition in Hogwarts, and Stleylin and Gryffindor had been secretly battling each other against each other. Of course, most of them are healthy competition, and only a very small number of people are in the spirit of unscrupulous means to achieve their goals, because the students in the school are strictly selected by Deng Liduo.

"Gwen, which of our two houses do you think will win?"

"It's hard to say, both of our houses work hard, but no matter which house we win, it's also a collective honor for our Hogwarts."

Gwen feigned composure, but her clenched hands proved her nervousness, and she was still expecting Gryffindor to surprise her.

Because the Gryffindor students gave so much for this competition, they even stayed up late in the apple orchard to practice. Sows hitting trees are not common in this world, but it is common for people riding brooms to hit trees.

Gwen doesn't care if she wins or loses, but Gwen really doesn't want Gryffindor's classmates to be disappointed.

"Come on, Gryffindor!"

Wanda and Pietro were in the stands, as were some Hogsmeade residents. Of course, there are many residents who do not plan to participate in the race, and some residents even just want to wash their clothes by the lake.

At this moment, Pietro really felt that Wanda had integrated into this place, and it was obvious that Wanda had slowly regarded this place as her hometown.

A lot of times she's proud and proud of this world, and many times she's proud and proud of living in this world.

Because this world has given Wanda a lot of happiness and joy, she really feels that this is a carefree fairy tale paradise.

At this moment, Wanda waved her arms and shouted loudly for her own house, Gryffindor, like everyone else.