The Saturday morning light shone on the castle of Hogwarts, like a gentle hand, unveiling the mysterious and hazy veil of Hogwarts. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

With the early sun and a gentle breeze, ripples rippled on the surface of the Black Lake.

The beautiful song came from the bottom of the Black Lake, it was the song of the mermaid, like a gust of wind, melodiously echoing over the castle.

Today is the day when Hogwarts hosts a Quidditch match, and the battle is between Slajelin and Gryffindor.

For such a duel, everyone is still very much looking forward to it, after all, the two houses are already old rivals, and not long ago, there was a scuffle that can be called the hottest in the history of Hogwarts.

It would be very exciting to hold such a Quidditch under such a premise, and the Gryffindor technical school will fight against Slyerjelin's savage collision.

Of course, this is not to denigrate Slyerjlin, after all, the conditions are there, technology or something, simple and practical is the best choice, isn't it?

Harry woke up early that day.

He lay on his bed and thought for a moment about the upcoming Quidditch match. He was a little nervous, mainly because he thought about what Wood would say if Gryffindor lost.

And again, they have to face a team that sits on the fastest broom that gold can buy.

He had never been so desperate to crush Slyerjlin. In particular, Slajerin's Raider was replaced by Malfoy, which made Harry even more ......

Nervous, excited, irritable?

It seems that there are some of these situations.

"Brother, take it easy!" Van Lin opened his eyes, he had gotten up early for morning class, but with Harry's state, Van Lin couldn't fully focus on the practice tools Professor Snape had given him.

Speaking of Professor Snape, we have to mention the magic plate that Snape gave to Van Lin.

In fact, two weeks ago, Fan Lin had fully activated the magic pattern on it, and his mental power had completely stabilized. At least not when the magic gets out of control and hurts the innocent.

And that magic pattern plate, Fan Lin didn't find it useful. However, after consulting Professor Snape, Professor Snape told him about the role of the magic plate in real combat.

When Fan Lin's magic power was exhausted, the magic power from the magic plate made him feel very satisfied, and the mana recovery speed was more than twice as fast as usual, which made Fan Lin feel very useful.

For this reason, Van Lin also went out of his way to find Hagrid and made a metal bracer for this magic pattern plate, so that this magic pattern plate can always play its role.

Of course, no matter what, it wasn't as important as Harry's game at the moment.

"Believe in yourself, Harry. Van Lin pocketed the crystal ball and looked at Harry from the bed, "You're going to catch the Golden Snitch and win the game for Gryffindor, aren't you? ”

"Of course!" said Harry, firmly, but soon, the thought of those world-level broomsticks made Harry a little irritated.

"Don't worry about that, Harry!" Van Lin seemed to see Harry's thoughts, and laid his body on the bed in a big letter, his eyes just staring at the ceiling, "I think Wood must have a corresponding strategy, even if the other side is faster than you, but after you catch the Golden Snitch, the final victory will be ours." ”

The two of them just said a word, each lying on their own beds, and neither of them thought about those troublesome things.

One after another, the other little wizards got up, and Ron was the last, and he always liked to play a game console that Vanlin had given Harry before bed.

If it was discovered by Mrs. Weasley, Van Lin felt that a lesson would never be avoided.

After a brief wash, the three of them went downstairs with a smile and a smile, Hermione was surprisingly waiting downstairs today, perhaps more worried about Harry's state.

Breakfast was of course an essential part of the process, and Quidditch was a tiring task, and Harry had to make sure he had enough stamina to make it to the end of the game.

Once inside, Harry began to get nervous again, and of course, Harry wasn't alone.

Gryffindor's long table, where Harry noticed that the other Gryffindor players were not eating with everyone, but were all gathered around the long, empty table, each looking nervous and talking little.

In comparison, Slagerrin's team was very relaxed, and they even laughed in the direction of Gryffindor, looking like they were winning.

It was almost 11 o'clock when everyone set off for the Quidditch venue.

At this time, the weather changed from cool in the morning to muggy, with occasional thunder, which made all the players feel very depressed.

When Harry entered the locker room, Hermione, Van Lin, and Roth hurried over to wish him good luck, and the care of friends seemed very useful at this moment, but maybe it was also a burden, in short, Harry's heart was hanging again.

The players changed into their golden-red Gryffindor jerseys and sat down to listen to Wood's usual pre-game uplifting speech.

"Slyerjelin has a better broom than we do. He came up with a heavy speech.

"Hey, Wood, that's not good news...... Fred interrupted, "they're ...... faster than us"

Well, maybe it's George, and even Mrs. Weasley is hard to tell between the two brothers anyway.

"Shut your mouths, Fred, George!" Wood glanced at the two of them in exasperation, took a deep breath, and resumed his speech.

"There is no doubt about it. But we have better players. We train harder than they do, and we fly in all kinds of weather—"

"That's right!" the Weasley brothers chimed in.

George muttered, "I haven't really done it since August." ”

We will make them regret the moment they smile. Malfoy, just bought him into Slagelin. ”

The two brothers seemed to be very motivated, and of course, they had always been. And Wood turned to Harry with a wistful turn.

"It's all up to you, Harry, to show them that the Raider must have something else, more than just a rich father. Get the Golden Snitch before Malfoy, Harry, because we're going to win today and we're ready to win. ”

"Don't stress too much, Harry. Fred said, winking at him.

When the door to the players' lounge opened, there was a thunderous sound, mainly whistling. For the men of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were anxious to see Slyerjlin defeated. But Slyerjelin also made some sighs and cheers from the crowd.

"Hurry up, boys. Wood yelled, and everyone clenched their brooms.

Lady Jasmine, Quidditch's teacher, asks Fetlyn and Wood to shake hands.

They gave each other a threatening look and deliberately clenched their hands heavily.