Although Hermione had said this to them more than once, Harry and Ron hadn't really made up their minds to burn the reply letter until lunchtime after class.

"If Self had seen her that night, why didn't she wake up her roommates without screaming?" Ron and Harry hurried as they walked to the Great Hall and said grumpyly. "If you want me to see, maybe people just can't sleep and stare at the wall for a while...... And I really can't figure out why she is so obsessed with burning letters. ”

Hermione went to the library again, and since she began tracking down Selph, she had spent the days soaking in the Muggle Knowledge section of the library, trying to narrow down the area of Selph's home with a map of the counties. She tried to convince Harry to do so, but it was a needle in a haystack - thinking about Brandy, who had searched for Nicolame last year, the two of them had no idea.

"She probably just thought that a careless person like us might be careless enough to let Brandi see the letter, you know, she always wants to be foolproof when it comes to important things." Harry said helplessly, "Actually, as long as it's hidden in a relatively safe place, it's the same, such as pressing at the bottom of the box, Brandi shouldn't have the bad habit of rummaging through other people's boxes like Spotted, well, speaking of Spotted......"

Ron's face immediately fell.

"No, the rat tonic you ordered from the newspaper last time didn't work at all, it hasn't bothered to move for the past two days, and it looks more and more emaciated. The corn kernels I added to his trough yesterday morning, and when I look at it this morning, it hasn't moved at all......"

"Shouldn't you ask anyone to ask, the other seniors who raise rats?" Harry said with concern. "Or maybe Hagrid could do it, you think, he seems to be fat and strong with anything."

"I asked, but as soon as I heard that Spotted was an old mouse from Percy, there was nothing to be done, they said that rats generally live for three or four years, and Spotted has been struggling to live for a long time." Ron hung his head in frustration, "Hagrid's words are better to forget, you think about his size." With a little bit of effort on your hands, you can squeeze out all the spotted intestines. ”

Ron had always hated Spotted before, but when Spotted was sick, he was very sad. Harry couldn't figure out what was going on at first. It wasn't until one day when Ron inadvertently told him that Spotted was very similar to him, that he had some feelings - Ron, who was in an awkward position at home, had always used second-hand goods, and was often teased by his brother, was actually not very strong in his heart. And what has accompanied him to endure until now may be this old mouse who was abandoned by Percy.

That's why Harry suddenly volunteered to help Ron find a way to take care of Spotted.

"Don't be so pessimistic Ron, as long as you survive this month or so, you can take Spotted to the pet store, and the clerk there will definitely cure Spotted." Harry, who was sitting at the dinner table, said that he persuaded Ron to go to the field to watch the Gryffindor team practice after dinner, and promised to give Ron the Light Wheel 2000 after the training was over, and go to the broom shed to use the comet there as a last resort to make Ron happy.

It seemed to work well, and Ron did forget about Spotted for a while ("Great idea!"). So we can have a one-on-one simulation game, and I'll be the goalkeeper? So they went to the Quidditch pitch together.

At this time, there were less than two weeks left before Gryffindor's final Quidditch match - their match against Ravenclaw had been cancelled due to the basilisk (Wood found Dumbledore as soon as he returned, and managed to schedule the replay for a damn review month).

The game against Ravenclaw was already very difficult to win because Katie was not there and a substitute came on. And everyone didn't expect that in the match between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, the Hufflepuff team was collectively possessed by the gods, and the weakest Ravenclaw team played a big score difference of 320 points, and as a result, Gryffindor, which has one less game to play, is at the bottom, not to mention the difference between the first-ranked Hufflepuff and the first-ranked Hufflepuff.

Although Wood still hysterically shouted for everyone to practice all day long, Harry knew that unless Hufflepuff deliberately released water, the desperate score difference was almost the end of the Quidditch Cup......

This also makes everyone who already has a lot of complaints about taking up the lunch break even more slack, and they can't see the appearance of training at all.

When George swung his bat again lazily and knocked the Bludger limp away, Wood finally couldn't take it anymore. He landed everyone back on the ground, roaring and shouting at everyone, "What are you guys doing?!" We're going to have a decisive battle in a few days, and then you can't even make a one-two move! Angelina, are you interesting to Fred, the opponent he plays is not your little lover! Don't always go straight into his arms! ”

"I know, Oliver, I know......" Angelina waved at him, looking rather tired. But don't you think we're taking up too much time to train, I knew last night that I was still catching up with my Potions class paper at two o'clock, and I'm so sleepy that I can't see clearly. ”

"Seriously, Oliver, you don't have to wait until the finals to train like this......," George said, and Fred sang and sang after him. We're going to go to the school hospital to catch up on sleep. Besides, there is little reward for working hard like this. Even if Harry could catch the Golden Snitch before Cedric finished the match, we would have to be one hundred and twenty points ahead of the opposite side - Hufflepuff wasn't Ravenclaw, Oliver. ”

"That's not an excuse, Fred! And Angelina, you were in the break room yesterday evening talking to Stinson about love divination, don't think I didn't notice. Wood slammed back, and Angelina grinned and stuck out her tongue and fell silent. Listen, guys. "I knew the final game was going to be tough, unthinkable, we were too far behind and the Hufflepuffs were very strong – but that shouldn't be a reason for us to be careless about training, don't you have the ambition to put your name on the trophy two years in a row?!" ”

Harry had barely mustered a trace of enthusiasm for such a glorious future before he was easily doused by George and Fred next to him. "Don't take it seriously, Harry, that's what this guy said when we first joined the team. As a result, the poisoned milk has been poisoned for three years, and it has become more and more tragic every year......"

He backed up the Scotland at the World Cup last year, promising that Scotland would teach Canada a lesson by a big score, only to see his favourite Scottish chaser Hector Lamont slip just as he was about to catch the Golden Snitch. You'd better not hear praise from him—that's much more useful than a curse. ”

………………

Just as everyone was bored listening to Wood explain tactics to them, they suddenly noticed that someone was running over in a panic outside the court. Harry immediately recognized that it was Seamus waving in this direction, and Wood's face became even more gloomy.

"Hell! It's looking for you, Harry? Hurry up and deal with it, we still have six coordination actions to familiarize ourselves with. ”

Harry answered, turning and walking over to Seamus - only to find halfway through that Seamus didn't look like he was looking for him, but Ron in the stands.

"Quick, come back with me......" Seamus ran to the stands and grabbed Ron's arm. The latter looked astonished.

"What's going on, why are you running in such a hurry?" Ron said.

A bolt of thunder came out of Seamus's mouth. "You'd better go back with me...... said Seamus, "and as soon as I entered, I saw Neville chasing Levy...... He accidentally kicked your rat cage over, and just as we were putting it back on its feet, we found out—"

Harry's heart sank.

"Spotted? What's wrong with Spotted? Ron's face changed and he said anxiously.

"Your mouse... Your rat looks like he's dead! ”

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When I went out, I was on a plane...... When I came back, I was a Floo fan again, and I was really dizzy.

Brandi was almost mad at this inhuman treatment.

They used the portkey to find what looked like a hotel, and the Ministry of Magic witch who led the way pointed to the dirty broken stove next to it, and Brandy's face turned white.

"Because of such an incident, it was too much earlier than the original time. In an emergency, we had to choose the fastest route, and the international flyway network was perhaps the most time-saving of all – and we apologize for that. She looked genuinely ashamed, and bowed deeply to everyone and apologized.

"You'll be back to the Auror office of the British Ministry of Magic via Floo.com for a transfer and then back to Hogwarts. Don't ask me why that's what I do, it's what your Ministry of Magic asks. The process may take a little long, but you are all from pure-blood families, and Floo fans must be very useful on weekdays, so I don't need to tell you anything else. For security reasons, the connection between the British and French Ministries of Magic is only fifteen minutes away - we need to hurry. ”

So Qiu Zhang immediately became keenly aware of Britney's dead face.

"Don't worry," she whispered, playfully pulling Brandi by the arm and pulling him to her side. "I'm slimmer, so we should be able to go in together. Then ask the classmates here to help throw the luggage in. Have you used Floo before? ”

"Well, thank you, I can do it myself......"

Brandi panicked and quickly shook his head desperately.

"Huh...... Then you have to be careful. Britney's insistence made Qiu Zhang show a slightly regretful expression, she walked into the stove with her luggage, said a word of concern to Brandi, and disappeared in a cloud of green flames.

"Next."

Gradually, the girls departed, and soon only Brandy, who was at war with the heavens, came back to his senses at the urging of the middle-aged witch, and reluctantly stood in, the terrible smell of smoke and dust making him cough incessantly.

He clasped his arms and sprinkled Floo powder into it. The warm flames licked all over the body at once.

"Auror Office!"

Boom! He was thrown into the drum washing machine and began his arduous journey of nearly thirty minutes—until he was almost throwing up in the stove when the spinning suddenly stopped, and Brandi stumbled out of the fire.

Two pairs of arms, one left and one right, firmly grasped him.

"Hmm, thank you." Brandi just thought it was some kind girl at Hogwarts, and said thank you incoherently. But I couldn't help but hear a rough male voice.

"You're Britney Spears?"

Brandi was stunned for a moment, then he opened his eyes to find that he was being held by two completely strange wizards, a serious middle-aged man standing condescendingly in front of him. He looked like an old lion. His brown hair and bushy eyebrows were interspersed with gray wisps, and behind his gold-rimmed glasses were piercing eyes.

Qiu Zhang and the others were on the other side of the room, looking at him worriedly.

"I am, who are you?" Brandi was a little baffled.

"It's good if it's you." He said nonchalantly, then gesticulated, and Brandi was pulled up by the two men. "I'm Rufus Scrimgeur, the head of the Auror Office, and we have some questions that we need your explanation."

"Please come with us......"

As she spoke, a rope tied Brandi's hands to the screams of the girls. He was shoved and walked out of the office door.

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