On Saturday, before dawn, Albert was woken up. When he opened his eyes, he saw Fred walking back and forth in the room.

"Ah~" Albert reached out and grabbed the pocket watch on the bedtable, covering his yawn, and measured the time on the pocket watch with the help of the light on the table,

"What the hell are you guys doing, it's only half past six!"

Albert could understand the feelings of Fred, George, and the entire Gryffindor team that didn't want to lose, but ......

"It's useless to be nervous, you should rest and recharge your energy now so that you can have enough energy for the next Quidditch match. ”

"Sorry to wake you up. ”

The door to the room creaked open, and George, who had just returned from washing, threw an apologetic look at the sleepy-eyed Albert.

"I think Albert is right when he says that you should have faith in yourself. Lee Jordan's voice suddenly rang out in the room.

"You don't sleep at all. Only then did Albert notice Lee Jordan, who had been in the shadows since just now, ignoring him before he was completely conscious.

"I'm going to be a commentator today, so of course I have to dress up. ”

Lee Jordan is fiddling with her hair in front of the mirror.

To be honest, Albert really didn't know what was there to fiddle with with his curly hair.

"Got a crush on that girl? Maybe I can help you come up with some ideas to get her hands on. Albert yawned and retracted into the covers, the room was a little cold, the temperature had dropped so much lately that it was already snowing outside.

"Anyway, how did you get the prettiest girl in Ravenclaw? Lee Jordan diverted the topic, apparently guessed by Albert.

"I directly asked if Isobel wanted to be my girlfriend, and then it was done. Albert said bluntly, "You should be confident, confident guys are attractive to girls." ”

"This Christmas, we're giving you a copy of 'Twelve Ways to Beat Witches' Tricks. Fred and George looked at each other and grinned, "We gave Albert a copy last year, too." ”

"That book is quite practical. Albert pulled his head out of the sheets, closed his eyes and said, "Originally, I was going to give Lee Jordan as a Christmas present, it seems that this year I can only send a very large portion of Bibi Duowei beans, if you don't want it, why don't I give you Ben Lockhart's autographed book?"

"Extra large portions of Bibi multi-flavored beans, thank you. Lee Jordan said angrily, provoking a burst of laughter from Fred and George.

"Don't worry, this year's Christmas gifts, there will definitely be surprises. Albert was going to give each person a bottle of glutinous rice wine, and the house-elves tried to make it a few times, and they had already made it with initial success.

"We'll look forward to unpacking the package, so we'll go down first and see you later. The Weasley twins, who had dressed themselves, had gone downstairs for breakfast early, so as not to disturb Albert's rest any longer.

"I'll remember to go to the stadium and cheer you on. Albert retracted his head into the sheets, intending to go back to sleep.

When he woke up again, it was half past nine.

When he arrived at the Great Hall, he found the Gryffindors sitting at the long table, all nervous and silent, like prisoners who could be sent to the gallows at any moment.

Albert knew that the Gryffindors were eager to beat the Slytherins and defeat the Slytherin money-bought Halo 2001.

If they lose this Quidditch match, it means that they have been defeated by the opponent with Galleons, and the harsh reality will undoubtedly deal a serious blow to the confidence of the entire team.

However, sometimes, charging money will become stronger, and the reality is so cruel.

What's even more cruel is that after rushing for money, the Slytherin team also lost the game.

Reality is a garbage game.

Sure enough, under the aura of Harry Potter's protagonist, Malfoy could only tremble.

During the meal, Albert secretly observed Lockhart who was eating in the teacher's seat, the smile on the face of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor seemed a little reluctant, something bad had happened recently, Lockhart found that he was showing signs of hair loss, this discovery made him almost collapse, if he was bald, how would he face his book lovers in the future.

Of course, Lockhart didn't know that when he slept that night, Albert had secretly cut off a handful, and the hair on the pillow was "accidentally" left behind by Albert when he was collecting it.

What a sad misunderstanding.

As eleven o'clock approached, Albert and Isobel agreed to attend a match at the Quidditch pitch.

"You look tired?"

"I woke up in the morning, Fred and George were so nervous, they didn't want to lose to Garon. Albert looked up at the sky, the weather was terrible today, there was a faint thunder in the air, and it looked like it could rain at any moment.

"It's a little unfair, but it's part of the game, and it's used in the rules. Isobel commented simply.

Actually, I think so too. Albert laughed and said, "If Gryffindor collectively obtained the Light Wheel 2001, their views would probably be completely different. ”

'They won't lose because of Potter. Albert said meaningfully.

"Because of Potter?" Isobel didn't understand what Albert meant's words meant.

Within minutes of the game, Slytherin took advantage of Ray 2001's speed and scored first.

The Malfoys are still useful for topping up the team, and the effect is obvious.

Gryffindor was overwhelmed by the speed of Halo 2001 and the score was slowly pulling away.

"There's something about that Bludger, someone has enchanted it. Isobel frowned.

Just now, Harry Potter used a very clever dodge technique, rushing into the audience and pulling upwards, successfully leaving the Bludger in the audience.

"It's useless, Bludger is on a rampage, and the playing field is so big, I'm afraid not many people will notice this. Albert shook his head, "And, even if you question it, you will probably be ridiculed, and if you ask for an investigation, you will probably be disqualified from the game and lose the game, after all, there is no evidence that the Slytherin team has manipulated the Bludger." ”

Albert remembered that it seemed to be a house-elf disguise in order to knock Harry off his broomstick and send him home with serious injuries, thus "saving" him from danger.

In order not to be saved, Harry is desperately resisting.

Albert, who watched the Bludger chasing Harry through binoculars, once again sighed at the strange brain circuits of the house-elves, which was really speechless.

No matter who you are, you probably don't like to be saved in this way!