He ran for his life, and in one fell swoop from Snape's office to the eighth floor, which was nine stories high, oh my god! When he stood breathlessly in front of the portrait of the fat woman, he felt that his internal organs were going to melt with exhaustion.

"Living, surviving or, whew... Destruction, it's a... Questions worth pondering. Brandi almost took a breath and jumped a word, and it took a long time to finish the sentence. He rolled his eyes in pain, and nearly became the first Gryffindor to be suffocated for not being able to finish the password.

"Yes, that's right~" The fat woman winked at him.

"My- oh my! Fat woman! What are you doing these days—why are you always making such long passwords! ”

"Oh~" The fat woman raised the "Homeric Epic" in her hand, "You have to cultivate your sentiments a little once in a while, don't you?" Speaking of which, I'm going to see Don Quixote in two days, and I've heard that it's a story of a stupid Muggle controlled by the Imperius Curse who hits his head against a windmill, have you seen it? ”

………… I probably haven't read that story yet.

Brandi waved weakly and motioned for the fat woman to quickly put him in.

"By the way, you're not going to watch the game?" The fat woman gracefully unscrewed the doorway open, and asked curiously, "Everyone has been there for a while, but the game shouldn't have started yet, so you'd better clean it up quickly." Hmm—it's better to take a shower, you're covered in sweat. ”

Yes?! Brandi's leg suddenly froze as he stepped into the doorway...... He was in such a hurry that he didn't pay much attention to the time.

It's almost two o'clock now?

He reflexively poked his head in to see that the lounge was empty, and he was a step too late.

"No, I'm in a hurry." He thought about it for a moment at the door, but chose to get through the doorway, and he struggled up the stairs to the dormitory. Place the cloak on Harry's bed. Despite the time constraints, it was better not to take this kind of thing to the court, because it was too inconvenient to walk in clothes, and secondly, Brandy still knew the common sense of not revealing money, especially since it was Harry's thing.

"Don't mess around, Yale. The dried fish is in the box at the head of the bed, don't move to harass Spotted, it's not a male cat. ”

Before leaving, he patted Yale's head in exasperation, and the latter maliciously circled around the speckled rat cage. She certainly wasn't trying to eat Spotted, something that both Brandy and Ron had agreed upon, because Yale didn't treat Spotted like a mouse at all. But she seemed bored and was going to find something to do for herself. Spotted was terrified, and he was cowering in a corner of the cage shivering.

Hearing Brandi's warning, Yale reluctantly screamed, and it lazily jumped on the bed, and began to play with the small dried fish in the box again and again.

Brandi suddenly began to miss Harry's Hedwig.

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"Do you think Brandi can make it......" In the stands, Hermione and the others found the highest spot, right next to Neville. Hermione looked worried, and Neville thought she was worried about Harry's performance.

"Of course!" Parvati patted his chest, "Parvati's production must be the best~"

"Uh...... It's because you made something that I don't feel at ease! Hermione moved her legs nervously, her fingers crossed, "Even though that bottle doesn't smell like anything special, who knows what it's like to drink...... Snape is the Potions professor! Well, I don't know if Brandi will poke out something, I'm feeling bad right now - I've always felt pretty good! ”

"Oh, shut up, Hermione, stop nagging." Ron said impatiently, shuddering as he pulled his wand out of his trouser pocket, apparently in anticipation. "If you talk a few more nonsense, I'll almost forget the spell I just learned! The race is about to begin! Are you worried about Harry or Brandy! ”

Hermione immediately blushed, she glared at Ron, and stopped talking.

At this time, the sky above the stadium suddenly became noisy, and the stands directly opposite were shouting excitedly. What was going on, the three of them looked around in confusion. "It's Dumbledore!" Neville stood up and cheered loudly, "He's coming to see the game!" ”

Ron suddenly jumped down from the stands, a little too strong, he almost hit his foot, he walked forward quickly, trying to squeeze through the crowd and look at the other side. That's right, Neville was right, that silver-white beard that was about to reach the ground was unique in the school!

Ron breathed a sigh of relief, with Dumbledore present, it seemed that Harry's life would never be in danger.

Where would anyone dare to perform such a small act under Dumbledore's nose...... Relieved, he sat down beside Hermione and Parvati, his expression very happy. "Hey! Now we've won! Guess how many points we can score against Hufflepuff? Kindness? ”

Realizing that his question was not answered, he turned back to Hermione and the others, somewhat unhappily.

The faces of the two people seemed to be a little unpleasant.

"What are you worried about? Dumbledore is here, Snape will never do it! Look at his face, I've never seen Snape's face so gloomy, it's so relieving! Ha ha... Ha... Forehead ......"

His eyes widened suddenly, and his Quidditch-filled mind finally remembered what was wrong.

Snape didn't have an accident...... What about Brandi?

He didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The game began, and the red and yellow figures were tossing and turning in the air, moving at high speed. From time to time, the chasers would make a flashy move, which caused a tsunami-like cheer from Taiwan. Angelina scored another 10 points, but the three men in the east stand who were supposed to jump up and shout were as lifeless as the three salted fish that had come ashore. This made Neville, who was slamming his fist next to him, feel that something was wrong, and he really couldn't understand why these three people were so heavy and worried. He sat down against Ron, trying to stir up the atmosphere, but Ron wasn't in the mood to watch the game yet......

"Hmm, thank you for your kindness Neville...... But let me be sad for a moment, because we might have to go to the station to deliver the cloth after the race - ouch! ”

Just then, someone stabbed Ron in the back of the head from behind. It's Malfoy!

He grinned uncontrollably at Crabbe and Goyle next to him. "You're going to the station? Could it be that Potter finally knew that Hogwarts was not a place for a man like him who had no father or mother, so he planned to go back to his hometown to get married after this game? Hi Weasley, I wish you were as self-aware as he was. ”

Ron didn't answer, he knew he couldn't do anything more now. If he is caught fighting again, Snape's temper is likely to make things bigger. If there are two vicious incidents in a row in one day...... If you die, you will go to confinement, but Brandi is really likely to be fired directly!

He clenched his fists, and his knuckles began to turn white. Ron felt nothing more than blood rushing through his brain, and he desperately restrained, trying to divert his attention and sweep his gaze to the others.

Snape had just awarded Hufflepuff a baseless penalty for a Bludger hit by George on suspicion of attacking him. Hermione prayed with her fingers crossed, her eyes closed, her mouth muttering, no doubt praying for Brandi's safety. Parvati ran out with her face covered, as if feeling guilty...... After all, the potion was taken from her.

Harry still circled the arena like an eagle, looking for the Golden Snitch.

He's so happy, and he doesn't know the terrible fact that his best friend might be expelled.

"Don't speak?" Malfoy smiled whimsily, and he simply sat down behind Ron and Neville. "Do you think what I said makes sense, and I'm speechless? Look at what you guys look like, Potter's friends, huh? Half-blood, Muggle, Poor Ghost...... Ha, there's a brainless idiot! ”

Neville's face flushed, and he turned from his chair to face Malfoy.

"Brandi said, you're a bully and a hard guy!" He stammered. "To deal with a guy like you, you can only fight violence with violence!"

Malfoy's face immediately turned unsightly, and he snorted coldly, and Crabbe and Goyle tacitly gathered around Neville. "You mean Barton's uncultured thing? How dare he say that about me! ”

Ron resisted the urge to punch him and tugged at the corner of Neville's coat. "Calm down man...... We can't ...... it right now."

"Oh! Look at Weasley! Malfoy whistled, "That's self-knowledge, Longbottom." With your empty pig brain, you won't understand, if the mind is gold, you will be poorer than Weasley~ Ha! ”

"I warn you, Malfoy—dare you say it again!" Ron felt like his lungs were going to explode.

Harry suddenly began to maneuver at high speed, and he was short, and a 180-degree flip dodged the Bludger flying at him, and there was a lot of exclamation and cheers from the stadium. Hermione opened her eyes and looked at it, as if she had found something, and suddenly let out a scream, and then let out a long sigh of relief, her eyes filled with tears in excitement.

"Oh. I forgot, your brain doesn't seem to be very good, maybe you can have a fight with Longbottom~"

Before Malfoy could finish his sentence, he didn't even understand what was going on, when Neville suddenly jumped on top of him and threw him to the ground, only to see a fist magnify in his vision. "Shut your beak! Malfoy! ”

"Ouch!"

He let out a scream of embarrassment, and a bruised fist mark was printed on his face. Neville rode viciously on top of him, leaving Ron a little dazed, he had never seen Neville so brave. He reacted, flipped over from the back of his seat, and stopped Crabbe and Goyle who wanted to help, but he obviously couldn't stop both at the same time.

"Great! He's fine! I've got to go tell Parvati~" Hermione quickly stood up and ran out, she suddenly found that her mood was so bright now, even Snape's gloomy face on the field looked so cute! Eh, speaking of Snape, what's next to him?

Suddenly, Harry made a beautiful dive, shooting like a bullet to the ground. Hermione excitedly ran out, pushing the crowd and cheering on Harry loudly, not even noticing that Malfoy was rolling on the ground with Neville behind him, and Goyle was tearing Neville's hair hard, nor noticing that Ron was wrestling with Crabbe, letting out screams of pain.

"Hold on! You two! Ron had just received a punch from Crabbe in the face, and his head was now a little dizzy, but he seemed to hear a familiar voice, and he looked back blankly.

A vague figure was quickly clearing through the crowd, from far to near. He started running, then jumped - flying past Ron.

"Poof! Ahh!!hhhhh There was a scream from behind Crabbe, and Ron looked back, and Crabbe seemed to have been hit hard in the stomach, and he was curled up on the ground, rolling in pain and wailing.

Brandi got up from the ground and patted the dust off his body. Ron suddenly felt his nose sour. "Why are you here now, you bastard!"

"Do you want to thank me? I just saved your Spotted~ Otherwise, maybe I would have been caught by my Yale family to do unspeakable things! You know, Yale, she can be in heat now~" Brandi was full of nonsense, he looked at Ron worriedly, "Also, you'd better go to the school hospital in a while, Ron, your nose seems to be crooked again!" ”

Ron's heart was relieved, and he wiped his nose and found that his hands were covered with nosebleeds. "Damn! Why is it the nose that is unlucky every time! I've had enough of Madam Pomfrey's potion! You can't even inhale hard! ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, turned around, and rushed together towards Malfoy and Goyle, who were still in the scuffle.

Three-on-two...... The pros and cons turn immediately.