As we enter November, the weather becomes very cold.

Every morning, if you look out of the frost-soaked windows upstairs, you can see Hagrid, wrapped in a moleskin coat, sweeping the snow on the Quidditch pitch with a broomstick in preparation for the upcoming Quidditch match.

"Albert, do you think we can beat the Slytherins today?" Fred asked with a slight trepidation as he poked his head out of his sweater.

George and Li Jordan, who were originally doing their own things, also looked sideways, hoping to get the answers they wanted from their friends.

Albert pretended to be pondering, and then slowly spoke: "If we can win, Harry Potter should be able to catch the Golden Snitch and usher in victory for us." You know, I have a high opinion of Potter. ”

The three of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they heard Albert's words, and the sentence just now increased the probability of the Gryffindor team winning by at least thirty percent.

"Haha, I knew it was going to be like this. George walked over and slapped Albert on the back excitedly, and was glared at by the latter before taking his hand back.

"I'm looking forward to seeing the faces of the Slytherin team when they lose, and it's so interesting to think that they will lose at the hands of Harry Potter. Lee Jordan hadn't forgotten how the Slytherin students had choreographed and ridiculed Harry when they learned that he had been selected for the Quidditch team.

As they left the dormitory and headed to the common room, Angelina, Alya, and Katie were preparing to go to the dining room for dinner.

"Good news, girls. Lee Jordan smiled and said to the trio, "Albert thinks our Seeker will catch the Golden Snitch, and if I don't want to explain the game, I'll definitely find an opportunity to make a gamble." ”

"It's sad why you didn't call me. ”

A voice came from not far away, and it was Kenneth Toller who spoke, and he walked over quickly, and enthusiastically reached out to put his arm around Albert's neck, "You mean, Harry Potter will catch the Golden Snitch, right! So, do you want to make a bet with me, and the profit will be split in half?"

"I'm more interested in betting, you know. Albert took Kenneth Toller's hand off his shoulder.

"Of course, if you want to open a bet, I don't mind placing a bet with you. ”

"Oh, dear Albert, don't you know that no one at Hogwarts wants to let you bet anymore?" Kenneth Toller wasn't embarrassed, "unless, you take that lucky title." ”

"I can find someone to bet on. ”

Fred, George, and Lee Jordan all snickered at the side.

"Oh, don't, don't do that, you're going to make a mess of it. Kenneth Toller was a little discouraged, and though he was reluctant to admit it, Albert, the bastard, had never lost a bet again, and I really didn't know how he managed to do it.

If Albert bets on him, he will have to keep all the Garens in his pocket.

"I can give you five Galleons to help you share a little bit of the risk. ”

"Well, I agree with your damn idea. Thirty percent, I will give you thirty percent of the income, as long as you don't bet on my side, by the way, give me some tips, and everyone will earn together if you have money. ”

Kenneth Toller agreed, and took Galleon from Albert's hand.

"You can go to Slytherin, you know, I think Harry is going to catch the Golden Snitch and win for Gryffindor, and the Slytherin students will definitely think that their team is going to win the game, and at least they'll be willing to spend some Galleons to support their house.

"It's a good idea, Harry has only just joined the Quidditch team, he hasn't been around Quidditch for a long time, and there aren't many people who think of him. Kenneth Tollor nodded, and asked shamelessly, "Are you predicting when Harry will be able to catch the Snitch?" ”

Albert ignored the inch-hungry bastard and went to the restaurant with everyone.

The smell of grilled sausages fills the cafeteria, and every student is looking forward to a great match between Gryffindor and Slytherin.

How many players will be sent to the school hospital has always been one of the main topics that everyone likes to talk about.

Of course, the famous Harry Potter has also become a hot topic in people's mouths.

While Albert was eating the sausage, he saw Kenneth Toller's bastard running to the Slytherin table with a pre-prepared box and asking if anyone would like to bet.

He gave the Slytherin team far better odds than Gryffindor, and managed to annoy a group of Slytherin students, many of whom were already ready to make Kenneth Toller pay them all his underwear.

Kenneth Toller told Albert the good news as he circled around, most people weren't optimistic about Harry, and there were a lot of bets that the Slytherin Seekers would catch the Snitch first.

"Are you sure Potter is really okay, though?" asked Kenneth Tollor, glancing at Harry Potter's location with a hint of trepidation.

No way, this savior does not look confident, no wonder the Slytherin students do not think highly of him.

Of course, Kenneth Toller also succeeded in pulling a wave of hatred for Haril.

"No problem. Albert said as he ate a grilled sausage.

"What do you mean it's no problem, don't hurt me to be collected by others. Kenneth Toller tapped the number in the box, and more than twenty people were betting that Potter would not catch the Golden Snitch, and the number of bets had already exceeded twenty Galleons.

"You have to believe me, and you have to believe Potter, we are going to win against Slytherin today. Albert said confidently.

"Really?" Shanna looked at Albert suspiciously, took out a Sico from her pocket and handed it to Kenneth Tollor, "Then I will buy the Gryffindor team to win, and I will support the Gryffindor House." ”

"Okay, okay, but you know, the odds on my side for Gryffindor aren't high. Kenneth Toller muttered, and after he made a brief note on the sign, tore it in half for Shanna, and then went on to find someone to bet on.

"I'm just waiting for you to make me rich. Shanna shook the sticky notes in her hand and said with a smile.

"If you want to make money, you need to take a few more Galleons out. Albert kind of despised Kenneth, who was only offering odds of 0.7 for Gryffindor.

However, most Gryffindor students have no opinion, and only think that Kenneth is a kind of support for the house.

"There's someone on the Slytherin side who is betting on it, too. Truman walked over to Albert, put his arm around his neck, handed Albert a paytable, and said with a smile, "Who do you think will win?"

"Harry Potter will win. Albert thought for a moment and pulled five Galleons out of his pocket, "How much are you going to press?"

"Two Galleons, I don't have as much money as you, and ...... If you do this, you will make others lose and refuse to pay back. Truman took two Galleons.

"I think five Galleons should be within their reach. Albert thought for a moment and said, "They probably think you're wronged." ”

"I'm willing to do this wrong, then again, how sure you are, I can count on making a fortune this time. Truman said in a low voice.

"I'm ready to press five Galleons. ”

"Harry Potter caught the Golden Snitch, right?" Truman repeated.

"Yes. Albert nodded.

"Okay, wait for my good news. Before leaving, Truman took the three Galleons that Albert had placed on the table.

"You're generous. Shanna said with a smile, a little regretful that she hadn't just bet with her.

"Why don't you make money if you have money, especially if you look at the Slytherin people are unlucky. "Lee Jordan feels great, he just took out the Galleon bet.

However, not as generous as Albert.

There was no way, Kenneth Toller's bastard refused to let them bet on the grounds that they must have been Albert's instructions, and the two were helpless. Unexpectedly, someone on the Slytherin side was planning to start a bet, and Fred and George were naturally happy to press their team to win the game.

Slytherin, too, are welcome to place their bets.

"Who's gambling over there?" Albert asked, raising an eyebrow.

"It's Marcus Flint, the Quidditch captain of Slytherin, a stupid, stupid fellow. The guy got a couple of other Slytherin players to open the game together. ”

It was Fred who spoke, and when he saw Albert's gaze, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "I just bet, a Galleon." ”

"Does his family have any money?"

"The Flint family is certainly not short of money. "It's Alya, who has followed the twins to place a bet just now.

"I thought you were going to bet more. ”

"What if he doesn't pay it back?" muttered George, deliberately dragging his feet and not paying if he did.

"When the time comes, it's good to knock out and grab it back. Without hesitation, Albert said, "If he doesn't want to pay it back." ”

"You actually pressed two Galleons. Ron had been eavesdropping on the conversations of several people, looking at Fred and George with incredulous eyes, and it was hard for him to imagine that these two guys would be willing to spend a lot of money.

"Ron, isn't there a lack of money, you can also bet with us, it's a support for Harry. Fred said as he looked at Ron with a look of disbelief.

"If I had money, I wouldn't mind. Ron said dryly. He really didn't have much money, and he didn't want to gamble on his luck.

"The opportunity to get rich calls you, you don't want it, then don't blame anyone. George shrugged his shoulders and looked at Harry and said, "You should be a little confident in yourself, Albert said you can catch the Golden Snitch and bring us victory." ”

"Well, I bet too, I bet I'll win. Harry grunted, pulling a Galleon from his pocket and handing it to George.

"Harry. Hermione looked at Harry reproachfully, she didn't think gambling was a good habit.

"You can't lose money, Albert has never lost a bet, and lucky Albert doesn't scream. Fred grabbed Garon and walked towards the Slytherin table.

At this moment, Ron suddenly had an inexplicable feeling, as if something was leaving him.