The next morning, the weather was sunny and cold, the dining room was filled with a sweet and special aroma, and the wizards in the auditorium were happily talking, and in the midst of the heavy schoolwork, the upcoming Quidditch match was one of the most anticipated events in their lives.

"It's a little sweet. Luna took a bite and put down the macaroon, then tossed it onto Alan's plate, then looked intently at the witch magazine in a style that didn't match her usual impression, but it reminded Alan of how the other person used to look at the Blue Knight.

Alan glanced left and right and found that no one was paying attention to this, and ate the cookies thrown by Luna in a few bites, and then muttered as if helplessly: "I don't like almonds very much..."

After drinking another glass of orange juice to dissipate the sweetness, Alan noticed his daughter, Helena, the ghost of the Ravenclaw Academy, proudly slid into the auditorium and floated straight to their Ravenclaw table, she bowed slightly to Alan and then paused next to Luna as she sat side by side and ate Luna, and said very lightly and carefully, "This week's writing is done, and it is placed on the bed." ”

Alan heard his daughter's report out of perceptual acumen, and he curiously put down the cup in his hand and quietly cast an earbud listening spell, turned his head and asked curiously, "What are you done?" Be careful not to let other ghosts and students know that you can touch something. ”

Luna didn't look at Alan: "Mom will bring you a few cookies in the afternoon, you will definitely taste so sweet." ”

Helena turned to look at Alan, "Father, my mother has given me homework and is teaching me the theory of modern wizards. ”

"Helena is done, today you can go play by yourself... Mom had to go to the Quidditch pitch to prepare for the game. Luna's pale silver eyes were about to leave as soon as she was stunned, when there was a commotion in the auditorium.

The two of them heard the rumours and saw the Slytherin Quidditch team enter the Great Hall together, Goyle and Crabbe walking in front of Draco and Emily with their heads held high, Emily tilting her head and smiling sweetly at the wizard who waved to her—neither of them caring if they were genuine.

The long Slytherin table had been reserved for the team members to sit together.

"There's a lot of harassment around Alan, Emily and Draco. Luna retracted her gaze, and she gently reminded the suspicious Allen, returning the witch magazine to Cho Chang, who was wearing a jersey on the other side of the table.

Unlike the confidence shown by her teammates, the Asian girl is also very nervous right now, and this will be her last game at Hogwarts, having become a Quidditch fan since the age of six, hoping to join her boyfriend Cedric's Montrose Magpies after graduation, or play at the Tatehill Tornado Club that she has supported since childhood.

At the Slytherin table, Pansy had some tools to help Emily get the food and then help Draco pick some of it, but she didn't even look at it and stuffed it at random, Emily sat in her seat as if on a normal day, but the fork was stuck in the plate several times, and she didn't put the food in her mouth, and Draco behaved similarly on a plate.

Alan, who had been alerted to his sister's anomaly, got up and left the Ravenclaw table and walked towards Slytherin, ignoring the admiring or hostile gazes.

Pansy noticed Alan's approach and panicked out of her place, she walked to the very end of the Slytherin table, Alan noticed the girl's reaction with some amusement, and deliberately smiled at her after sitting down, which seemed to startle Pansy, afraid that the secret in her head would be detected, she stiffly smiled back, and then lowered her head as if she was concentrating on her food.

No longer paying attention to the frightened little girl, Alan picked up a piece of biscuit and shook it in front of Emily's nose: "Emily, why don't you eat?

The smell of almonds and sweetness instantly penetrated Emily's nose, but at this time, Emily looked at her heartless brother but was not in the mood, she curled her mouth a little angrily, and twisted her head to the side.

Eren stared at his sister suspiciously, but the other party's Occlumency technique made him not understand the reason, and then he turned his head to look at Draco, who was watching here, to get useful information, and then Alan suddenly shrank back, he didn't want the other party to have the misunderstanding that he would tease him with food next.

However, knowing what Emily and Draco were worried about, Alan was a little moved, and after a little thought, he came up with a statement, and let himself lean close to his sister's ear and whispered, "Emily... If I play in person... Then a Ravenclaw loss to Slytherin would definitely damage my glory... But I haven't played in a long time, but Ravenclaw keeps winning games......"

Emily looked up at Alan.

Alan winked at his sister and smiled, and handed the marzipan to Emily again, "You're Harris, and it's even more glory for us that you can win a strong enemy." ”

Emily's eyes lit up, he knew what to do - although Alan is the best professional Seeker in the world, he hasn't played for a long time now, and Ravenclaw can still win tournaments, it may make people mistakenly think that they have been so strong all these years because the Ravenclaw Quidditch team itself is strong... So Emily knew she had to beat them in order to highlight the importance of Harris.

Emily, who let go of the burden in her heart, took the marzipan that was dangling in front of her eyes again, and the sweet taste filled her taste buds, which made the sweet bear who likes sweets squint.

"Draco, explain it to him, I went to the stadium to meet my mother, Daisy was tired and had to come to watch the game to relax, so my father and Lunn didn't come, don't worry, you know why. Alan clapped his hands, ignoring Draco, who thought Alan would still enlighten him, got up and left the auditorium - there has been a lot of trouble in Britain recently, and foreign purebloods are not bad, not to mention that they are foreign branches or families that are related to British purebloods, even some people who don't care and feel that Britain is doing this is detrimental to their interests.

The British Minister of Magic strongly expressed that he asked the Ministries of Magic of other countries not to interfere with their internal governance of the British Ministry of Magic, and mocked them for dealing with the security issues in their jurisdiction before anything else, and Harris, a member of the International Federation of Wizards, also took turns to warn some countries to strictly uphold the "International Federation of Wizards Secrecy Law" - which also kept Owen and Lunn and Daisy of the International Department of Magical Cooperation very busy.