On Saturday morning, Linde had just returned to her dorm room from the Room of Requirement, and had changed her clothes to the break room.

It wasn't long before he heard footsteps.

After a while, he saw Wood, the captain of the Quidditch team, walk down, wearing the red shirt of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, but after a while, Fred, George, and others also walked down one after another.

"Wood is crazy," Fred said.

"He's certainly not crazy, because he's not as confused as we are, and he's in good spirits even now when the sun is up." George also whispered.

After a few more moments, he saw Harry walking down with sleepy eyes, followed by Colin Creevey, running behind Harry with a camera around his neck in one hand and a stack of photos in the other.

"Harry! I heard someone shouting your name on the stairs. Look what I brought! The picture is washed out, and I want you to see it—" Colin called, just as Lind had heard on the fourth floor last night.

Harry glanced at the pictures with an ugly look on his face, and forced a smile on his face.

"Can you sign it?" Colin asked eagerly.

Is it because the signing price is higher? Linde thought, but didn't say anything.

"Nope." Harry said flatly, glancing around to see if there were anyone else, "I'm sorry, Colin, I have something urgent - Quidditch training. ”

He then hurriedly crawled out of the portrait hole.

"Wow! Wait for me! I've never seen Quidditch!" Colin hurriedly climbed out.

"It's boring." Harry hurriedly spoke, but Colin didn't listen, and his face lit up with excitement.

"You're the youngest Academy player in a hundred years, aren't you, Harry? You're right?" Colin trotted next to him and said, "You're going to be great." I've never flown before, isn't it difficult? Is this your broomstick? Isn't it the best?"

"Yes!" Harry said helplessly, and as they walked farther and farther, Lindh couldn't hear them.

"They're called Bludgers. Per ......"

Not long after, about an hour, people began to come down from the lounge, and Linde had to sit in the corner, give herself a closed earbud and listen before starting to study.

Lind, who was reading the book, suddenly felt that someone was coming towards him, and since the accident at Professor Snape's place last week, even if he was in a human state, his five senses had improved a lot.

Looking up, Jane was walking towards her, and in the main hallway of the common room, Hermione and Ron were also looking this way, presumably waiting for Jane.

Linde stopped listening to the mantra with his earbuds closed, and the noise around him suddenly hit him, making him feel in a trance.

"Why are you still sitting here? Would you like to see Harry play Quidditch? Jane said.

Linde was a little strange, why did he suddenly invite himself to get up today. However, he still didn't think much about it, but waved his hand and refused, "Sorry, I'm not interested in this kind of sport." ”

Hearing this, she was not surprised at all, and pretended to be sorry and said, "Okay! Then she turned her head and walked back, with a smug look on her face, "I said he definitely wouldn't go, he must have found this kind of exercise boring." ”

The reason she had come to invite Linde today was because Ron had just said, "No one doesn't like Quidditch, and Harry fell in love with it from the first contact." ”

After that, it triggered a bet between the two, and then Jane deliberately came over to invite Linde.

Lind heard what Jane said, but they both thought Linde couldn't hear it.

As soon as he glanced at the book, Linde suddenly remembered an interesting thing.

It seems that Ron once had an argument with Malfoy on the court, when he tried to cast a curse on Malfoy, but because of his wand, he himself was counterattacked, so he started spitting slugs, that is, slugs.

Spit all the time, spit all the time.

Lind was quite curious about this.

Thinking about it, he put away the book and stood up, "Wait, I suddenly think it's a good idea to go and take a look." ”

Jane turned her head and looked at him incredulously, "Didn't you say you wouldn't go?" ”

Linde walked over briskly and straightened his clothes. "Suddenly I feel like it's good to look at it, and I can relax."

After that, the four of them had a bite to eat in the auditorium, and then they went to the stands of the stadium, and as soon as they were seated, Linde began to wait, watching Harry and their practice as a pastime. In fact, I have been waiting for Ron to make a fussy operation in my heart. Every now and then he glanced at his wand.

Colin had been patting Harry and them, completely oblivious to the unkind expressions of the few people flying in the sky.

After waiting for a while, Linde saw several green-robed figures walking over from the high stands, all holding the same broomsticks in their hands.

However, the rest of the people may not be able to see this far, after all, the stands here are indeed a bit high. Others may only see a few green-robed people approaching.

Then, he saw Wood fly down in a rage, and the rest of the Gryffindor team members followed him, and the people in the stands also sensed that something was wrong and walked briskly after seeing this.

After a while, they went down, and heard a quarrel from afar. Linde stood behind several people, hiding himself as much as he could.

"See? Halo 2001, as for this...... Use it to sweep the floor! An arrogant voice could be heard in the distance.

"Oh, look," said Flint, the captain of the Slytherin team, "someone broke into the field. ”

"What's wrong?" Ron asked, "Why don't you play?" What is he doing here?"

Ron looked at Malfoy in surprise as he wore the Slytherin Quidditch uniform.

"I'm the new Slytherin Seeker, Weasley," Malfoy looked at a few of the people who came, he didn't notice Linde, who was standing behind the big big guys on the Gryffindor team.

He said smugly, "Just now everyone was admiring the broom that my dad bought for our team. ”

Ron stared dumbfounded at the seven high-grade brooms in front of him.

"Pretty good, isn't it?" Malfoy said kindly, "But, maybe the Gryffindor team can get some gold to buy some new broomsticks." You can sell the sweep of Seven Stars 5 for a prize, and I think the museum will bid for them. ”

The Slytherin players laughed roughly.

"At least none of the Gryffindors have to spend money to be on the team," Hermione said scathingly.

Jane also said, "Indeed, you should probably think about why you got into this team. No, no, no, I lost my words, and the teams that need to accept this kind of low-level "sponsorship" should not be of much level. ”

The smug faces of everyone, including Malfoy, darkened.

Malfoy said viciously, "No one wants to know what you think of this man!" Then he pointed at Hermione, "And you stinky little mudblood." ”