Seeing the complicated look on Harry's face, Alan smiled good-naturedly.

As far as Alan is concerned, he has come to visit Harry, and there is no need to pay attention to Ron, who is inexplicably black-faced next to him.

"Harry, Dementors don't affect everyone that much, and it's because of them that you fell off the broom?"

After all, Alan still wants to enlighten Harry.

"Yes. Harry said.

He hesitated for a moment, and then the question he wanted to ask couldn't help but blurt out, "Why? Why do they affect me like that? Do you mean I ——??"

"It has nothing to do with weakness. Alan said flatly, as if reading through Harry's thoughts, "Dementors have a greater influence on you than anyone else, and that's because you've had fears in your past that no one else has. ”

Hermione nodded her head from the side, and she knew instantly what Harry was fearing.

"yes, Harry, when they got into the playing field, I thought about the most horrible experience I've ever had in my life. If I were in heaven, then I would fall too. ”

Perhaps thinking of the days of life and death with Alan in Egypt, Ron suddenly slowed down his gaze towards Alan.

"Harry, I'd suggest you go to Professor Lupin and learn the Patronus Charm, it can help you fend off the Dementors. Alan suggested.

"Alan, Harry, can you-"

"Hermione, I'm going to see Professor Lupin. ”

Before Hermione could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Harry.

Ron's mouth was wide open, not knowing what was going on.

Seeing this, Alan felt that he should say goodbye to them.

After Gryffindor's defeat, Malfoy got carried away.

He finally removed the bandage, and in celebration of his ability to use two arms, he mimicked Harry's embarrassment as he dropped his broomstick.

But soon, his face turned bad again.

In fact, no house could rejoice this morning, except for Ravenclaw.

At breakfast, Allen's owl, Benny, took the lead, and four extremely majestic owls threw a long, narrow package to Allen.

Alan was quick to get up and grabbed the package, avoiding the tragedy of broken dishes and food spills.

"What is it?" asked Edward, munching on the bacon.

Alan didn't answer, stroking the package, his heart beating faster, if he wasn't mistaken-

Alan tore open the package, and Edward gasped and threw away the food in his hand.

A sparkling and exquisite broomstick is on display.

The Ravenclaws around Alan all leaned over and took a closer look at the broom.

"I can't believe it. Roger Davis, who heard the news, squeezed into the crowd and said in a hoarse voice.

It's the Fire Ballista, the broomstick that all young wizards dream of.

"Can I touch it?" said Roger's voice trembled with excitement.

Alan generously handed him the broom.

Roger held it in his hand, and the broom handle sparkled.

He could feel it tremble, and he let go of his hand.

The broomstick hung in midair, just the height he could ride on.

Roger caressed it with his gaze, and from the golden registration number on the top of the broom handle, he could see the flexible and smooth streamlined broom tail made of birch twigs.

"The best broomstick in the world, firebolts!oh, the Academy Cup!" Roger turned his head to look at Allen, his expression eager.

Alan couldn't help but take two steps back, he felt that Roger seemed to be so excited that he wanted to kiss him!

As the crowd grew, Alan hastily finished his breakfast and returned to Ravenclaw with Roger and a group of Ravenclaw Quidditch players.

Everyone thinks that firebolts deserve such treatment.

The Ravenclaws eagerly watched the departing team members and talked about it.

Malfoy's face turned pale, his father would never buy seven firebolts for Slytherin.

A fire bolt is more expensive than all the Slytherin broomsticks combined!

There was silence on the Gryffindor table, and Wood was like an eggplant wilted by frost.

Ravenclaw had a firebolt, and Harry's Halo 2000 had been reduced to pieces.

As Harry fell from the air, his broom was blown away by the wind and hit the beater's willow.

All the Gryffindor team can offer Harry now is a school broomstick, the old Meteor, which is slow and a bit stumbling.

The antique "Meteor" against the world's most advanced broom, the "Fire Crossbow Arrow", the result is obvious.

Harry sat at the table in a daze, unconsciously stirring the pumpkin porridge that had already cooled in front of him.

Hermione blinked, ran out like the wind, and soon ran back with a thick book in her arms.

"Harry, I think you need this. Hermione pushed the book to Harry.

"The Complete Collection of Flying Broomsticks". Harry looked down and read the words on the cover.

"Harry, I think you could take a closer look at the different brands. Choose a broomstick that's right for you. Hermione bit her lip and said.

"But there is no broom like a firebolt. Ron blurted out as he stared in the direction the Ravenclaw players were leaving.

Harry's eyes drooped.

Hermione glared at Ron angrily, if it weren't for Harry's emotions, she would have taught Ron a good lesson.

Roger Davis was inspired by the fire bolts to train with all his enthusiasm for training, and with crazy energy, he led the team to train as hard as ever in the cold rain.

None of the team members complained of being tired, and as long as they saw the fire crossbow arrows that Eren was riding, everyone seemed to see the glittering academy cup beckoning to them.

After a hearty training session, Roger gathered everyone together with a serious face.

This can't help but make the Ravenclaw players reflect on the training just now, everyone is very positive, no one has made any mistakes, Roger, what's wrong?

Before speaking, Roger glanced at Qiu Zhang with great guilt.

"I think we need to adjust the division of our players. Roger said in a heavy tone, but the tone in his words was very resolute.

Qiu Zhang blinked, she seemed to guess Roger's next words, and her face was embarrassed.

"Cho, you are indeed a very good Seeker, with a nimble body and a sharp eye. But I think Alan seems to be a better fit for the Seeker position, don't you think?" said Roger, who had hesitated for a long time.

Cho Chang is indeed very good, perhaps she can beat Slytherin's Draco Malfoy, barely beat Hufflepuff's Cedric Diggory, but against Gryffindor's Harry Potter, it is particularly difficult.