After the last abuse of the troll, the relationship between Zhang Feng, Zhang Qiu and Hermione and Harry and Ron has entered a low ebb, after all, it is because of Ron's foul mouth that Zhang Qiu and Hermione are in crisis, and at the same time, it is because of the recklessness of the two of them that almost leads to an even more unacceptable result.

As we enter November, the weather becomes very cold. The mountains surrounding the school were gray and covered with snow and ice, and the lake was as cold and hard as hardened steel. Every morning, there is frost on the ground. From the upstairs window, Hagrid can be seen wrapped in a long moleskin coat, wearing rabbit fur gloves and huge beaver fur boots, defrosting his broomsticks on the Quidditch pitch.

Quidditch season has begun. After weeks of training, Harry will be playing his first match of his life on Saturday, Gryffindor vs. Slytherin. If Gryffindor wins, they will move up to second place in the House Cup.

Zhang Feng is still looking forward to this match, because this is Professor Quirrell's first shot against Harry, and Zhang Feng also wants to see how strong Voldemort is now at this time.

By eleven o'clock, it seemed that all the teachers and students had arrived in the stands around the Quidditch pitch. Many students also brought binoculars. The seats were literally lifted into the air, but it was still difficult to see the game at times.

Zhang Feng took Zhang Qiu and Hermione to the highest row, and the stands opposite Gryffindor were very lively. To surprise Harry, the Gryffindor freshmen drew a huge banner with the words "Potter wins" on a sheet stained by small rats, and Dean, who was good at drawing, drew a large Gryffindor lion underneath.

Mrs. Hodge is the referee. She stood in the middle of the court, her broomstick in her hand, waiting for the players on both sides.

"Listen, I want everyone to be fair and honest in the competition. As soon as the team gathered around her, she said. Her words seemed to be directed specifically at Marcus Flint, the captain of the Sleilin team and a sixth-grader.

"Please get on your broomsticks. ”

Harry stepped on his light wheel 2000.

Madame Hodge blew her silver whistle vigorously.

Fifteen broomsticks rose from the ground and rose high into the sky. The race is on.

"The Quaffle was immediately snatched by Gryffindor's Angelina Johnson - what a -113- great chaser that girl was, and she was still very charming-"

"Jordan!"

"I'm sorry, Professor. ”

Lee Jordan was a friend of the Weasley twins. He is under the watchful eye of Professor McGonagall as a commentator for the game.

"She's really running up there, a beautiful pass, to Arya Spinnett, she's a talent that Oliver Wood has spotted, and she was just a substitute last year - the ball went to Johnson again, and then - oops, Slytherin snatched the Quaffle, Slytherin captain Marcus Flint got the Quaffle and ran off - Flint flew like an eagle on it - he was going to score - No, Gryffindor's goalkeeper Wood made a nice move and cut off the ball, and now it's Gryffindor who gets the ball - that's Gryffindor's chaser Katie Bell, over the pitch, around Flint in a nimble rush 7 - ouch - that must have hurt and was hit in the back of the head by a Bludger - the Quaffle was tackled by Slytherins - it was Derian Pusey who was hurtling towards the post, but he was knocked down by another Bludger - The Bludger was tossed aside by Fred or George Weasley, and the twins were hard to tell - the Gryffindor batsman did a great job, Johnson got the Quaffle back, there was no resistance in front of her, she ran desperately - it was like flying - dodging a Bludger - the goalpost was in front - come on, Alright, Angelina - Goalkeeper Bletch swooped over - missed - Gryffindor scored!" The cheers of the Gryffindors echoed through the cold sky, mixed with the roars and moans of the Slytherins.

Suddenly. The people in the stands all pointed up at Harry. His broomstick began to roll incessantly, and Harry could barely hold on to it. Suddenly, the broomstick writhed wildly again, and Harry was thrown off by it. He now grabs the broomstick handle with only one hand, hanging in the air.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng knew that Professor Quirrell had made a move. He looked towards the stand where the professors were, and saw the middle of Snape's stand. His eyes were fixed on Harry, and he muttered words silently. Professor Quirrell was also reading the words.

Zhang Feng picked up his wand and walked towards the professor's stand.

When he came up behind Professor Quirrell, he said, "Professor Quirrell, your scarf smells so big, I haven't washed it for a long time! I'll wash it for you!" and picked up the water balloon he had bought from the Weasley brothers and smashed it at the back of Professor Quirrell's head.

The water splashed, and Zhang Feng saw Voldemort's black energy rise from the eyes of his heart that had just been opened. It seems that Mr. Voldemort was provoked, but it may be that considering the large number of people, he did not have a seizure.

After Zhang Feng smashed the water balloon, he ran towards the outside of the court. Professor Quirrell stopped causing Harry any more trouble, and got up and followed.