The news of Hagrid's poisoning did not spread widely, and Dumbledore kept a tight grip on the news.

Even if anyone noticed that there was no one in Hagrid's hut lately, they would only think that the hunting keeper had probably gone to the Forbidden Forest to feed his pets again.

After a few more classes of torture by Alice, the time finally came on Saturday.

That is, the day of the Quidditch final.

Early in the morning, the auditorium was packed. The young wizards, dressed in thick cotton coats, enjoyed breakfast and guessed the ownership of this year's Quidditch Final trophy.

Ravenclaw and Slytherin have always had a good relationship, with the exception of Norlin, who prefer Gryffindor.

When Norin arrived at the Great Hall, he saw their prefect at a glance, Pekecy Mandy, holding her face and looking at the Lion Yard and the Serpent Yard with envy.

Temporarily separated from Smith and the others, Norlin walked over to Pekecy and sat down, and said with a smile:

"I haven't been able to see you lately, senior sister."

Pekathy glanced at him and said with a little melancholy:

"I'm graduating."

Pekesy is in the seventh grade, and at the end of the semester, she will go to the magical society and contribute to the construction of the British wizarding community.

"What do you want to do after graduation?"

Norlin picked up a piece of cheesecake and asked casually.

"Be an Auror! This has been my goal for many years. ”

Pekecy's expression perked up for a moment, and then she said a little frustratedly, "But it's a little hard...... Damn it! Tonks' disguised Magus is too advantageous! ”

"Born, no way, envy can't come."

Norlin shrugged, some things are like that, you work hard and people are already at the finish line.

"I didn't make it to a Quidditch final this year...... The dean must be sorry. ”

Pecksy glanced at Professor Flitwick in the professorship, who was discussing something with Professor McGonagall.

Norin quietly looked at her side face, saying that the dean regretted it, but in fact she was the one who regretted it the most.

Her talent at Quidditch should not be underestimated, but this year's team is somewhat holding her back. Even though she tried her best, she only finished third, slightly ahead of Hufflepuff.

At this moment, the auditorium erupted in cheers. Norlin looked up and saw that it was the Gryffindor Quidditch players who had entered.

The Weasley brothers looked extremely energetic today and looked determined to win the next game. The others were not far behind, and their faces were full of confident fighting spirit.

"George! Fred! Kill them! ”

Lee Jordan shook his fist and shouted.

The twins waved at him, and the Slytherin students glared at him as if they wanted to kill him now.

The Slytherin players weren't so lively when they arrived, only a few little wizards from the Snake Yard and Eagle Yard cheered them on.

After breakfast, the players left the field first to familiarize themselves with the venue. Lee Jordan also followed them as a commentator.

At 10 a.m., the Quidditch pitch was packed to the brim.

The Gryffindors were all wearing shiny ornaments, and they stood up and shouted before the game even began. The courtyard flag fluttered in the wind.

Several Gryffindor seventh-year wands were spewing streamers, and a majestic golden lion appeared above the court.

Professor McGonagall looked much more reserved, and she just glanced at the student next to her, and a large banner hung on the side of the auditorium, with several large gilt letters on it:

Gryffindor wins!

Snape was less bells and whistles, sitting at the front of the audience, with only a silver-green emblem pinned to his chest. His face was still expressionless, but there was a faint hint of anticipation in the depths of his eyes.

After all, in Snape's mind, Quidditch's victory over Gryffindor was his eternal obsession.

Behind him, dozens of Slytherin students, looked like a sea of green from afar. The silver-green Long Snake Courtyard flag fluttered high in the air.

The people from the other two houses ran to their own teams.

"The Gryffindor players are in!"

Now Lee Jordan, who was next to Professor McGonagall, let out a loud shout and began today's commentary.

"Charlie, George, Fred, a family of three Quidditch players! Angelina, Wood, Arya, Andrew! I have to say, the Gryffindor team looks very pleasant, and there are two beautiful women among them! ”

Gryffindor let out a day's cry, and Professor McGonagall glared at Lee, but there was a smile on her stern countenance.

"Next up are the Slytherin players......"

Lee's voice suddenly became weak, and after the casual introduction, the angry little snakes picked up the debris at hand and threw it over, and almost pulled out their wands and gave him a shot.

"Now it's Gryffindor 470 and Slytherin 450. Gryffindor has a narrow lead of 20 points for the time being, and of course, I believe that this game will be extended to 200 points after the game! ”

Lee, who had skilfully dodged, began to talk again, and Norlin suddenly wondered if the person who had arranged for him to be the narrator had a grudge against him and wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone.

The Slytherins were furious. Professor McGonagall, who couldn't help but laugh, also felt that it was a bit too much, and quickly warned him.

Charlie and Avery are now at opposite ends of the dividing line, their hands clasped together. If it weren't for the hideous expressions on the faces of the two, those who didn't know would have thought that they were long-lost brothers.

"The captains of both sides shake hands! The competition is officially on! ”

With a shout from Li, Mrs. Huo Qi, the referee for many years, threw the ghost flying ball in her hand upward, and she also flew into the sky on a flying broomstick.

The players on both sides flew out like arrows from the string, their eyes fixed on the Quaffle.

"Now it's Slytherin's Monty with the ball! To be honest, with such a fat body, sitting on a broomstick, the broom can still fly so fast, can you tell me where you bought it after the fight? ”

There was a burst of laughter in the audience.

Lee went out of his way to slap out the Slytherin players, Monty's face flushed as he listened, and Norlin felt like he was thinking about whether to play the game first or come down and beat Lee first.

"He passed the ball to Marcus Flint, who is said to be the next captain...... Flint flew fast and was on goal in no time...... He shot! ”

"Can you enter...... Pretty! Oliver Wood made a brilliant save to defuse the attack! Wood is the yard grass of Gryffindor! ”

"Now it's Angelina Johnson with the ball, and I have to sigh that her blonde hair is so beautiful, only slightly inferior to Alice's assistant coach."

There was another cheer, and it was louder than before.

Norlin gasped, he had always felt that Lee Jordan was very bold, but he didn't expect it to be a little bigger than he imagined.