Roy gently wiped the fog from the window, and what reflected in his eyes was a cold, hard, steely earth.

It's not easy to play a Quidditch match in such weather. He thought.

As we enter November, the Quidditch season begins. Today's match, Gryffindor vs. Slytherin, is Harry's first game, and if Gryffindor wins, then they will move up to second place in the House Cup championship.

Roy tidied up briefly, tied his hair up, and walked out of the dorm, just in time to bump into Hermione walking down from the girls' dorm, and he said hello.

"Today is Harry's first game, will you go and watch it?" Hermione asked, holding a tome and her cheeks slightly red from the weather.

Roy nodded, took out the tea set and began to make tea, and asked by the way, "Hasn't the Gryffindor Tower been repaired yet?" ”

"It's fixed, but Professor McGonagall said...... Oh, thanks. Hermione hurriedly took the cup of hot tea from Roy and continued, "But the professor said that the safety of the tower is not guaranteed at the moment, so I have to trouble you for the time being. ”

"No trouble...... It's so weird, I really shouldn't use a tea bag. Roy took a sip of his tea, then stuck out his tongue in disgust and complained.

"Don't you like tea bags?" Hermione asked curiously.

"No, there are so many things added to the tea bag, I don't think other spices should be added to the tea, in fact, I don't think anything related to the taste buds, the British should not touch." Roy said.

"It's as if you're not British." Hermione rolled her eyes. "And the people who drink tea in a bowl are not orthodox in any country." Hermione looked at the porcelain bowl in Roy's hand and complained.

"Who knows?" Roy was noncommittal, staring at the campfire in the common room.

"After some time, let's go down and meet them." After a while, Roy glanced at the clock and said.

Harry and Ron were not placed in the Ravenclaw common room like Hermione, but in the underground Hufflepuff common room.

It may be because Ravenclaw is already in the yin and yang, so most of the people who are assigned to the Ravenclaw lounge are female students. That's bad news for Roy, as there are now more people catching up and asking Roy how to dress up.

"When will they realize that I'm a man and I don't know how to wear makeup." Roy put down the porcelain bowl and looked at Hermione, who was covering her mouth and giggling, with resentful eyes, "Didn't you say that the tea bag was unpalatable, why are you still drinking it?" Hermione asked, smiling, pointing to Roy's bowl.

"It just took a little magic to improve the taste." Roy said nonchalantly, and then the resentful look shifted from him to Hermione, "I've heard people say that water to wine is a fifth-year course, and you can do it now." ”

"You're mistaken, Hogwarts didn't teach water to drink." Roy swore by it, "Really? Hermione looked at Roy with wide eyes and suspicion, "Really," Roy said sincerely, "Jesus did it to turn water into wine, and Hogwarts teaches vinegar to wine, and it doesn't take until sixth year to learn it." ”

Hermione stopped talking, the guy across from her always had a strange way to talk to death, and she looked at the coffee table with some anger.

"By the way, what do you think I'll do if I wear women's clothes?" Roy said lightly.

"What!?" Hermione jerked her head up and looked at Roy in confusion, her mouth wide open as if she could stuff a large duck egg.

It can't be that I accidentally hurt my brain while doing a magic experiment. She thought worriedly.

"Alright, it's almost time, let's go down and meet the two of them." Roy didn't continue with the bombshell topic, but glanced at the clock and stood up.

"Wait for me!"

……

The enticing smell of grilled sausages fills the room, and everyone is looking forward to a good Quidditch match, chatting happily.

"You have to have a few bites of breakfast."

"I don't want to eat anything."

"Let's have some toast." Hermione coaxed.

"I'm not hungry." Harry was feeling terrible, and in another hour, he was going to be on his way to the ring.

"Relax, Harry, you need to be in good shape and keep your stamina strong." Seamus Finigan said, "Seekers are always the ones the opponent is guarding against. ”

"Thank you, Seamus." Harry said, watching Seamus spread a thick layer of ketchup on his sausages.

Harry felt a current of heat flow through him, and he turned his head to look to the side: Roy pointed his wand at him.

"This magic keeps you warm in the ring." Roy explained.

"Thank you, Roy." Harry said gratefully.

……

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.

Some Ravenclaw students came, mainly because during this time Gryffindor students boarded in Ravenclaw Tower, and many students became friends, otherwise the number of Ravenclaw students would have been discounted.

Roy looked around, hesitating, where should he go? Going to Gryffindor? He's a Ravenclaw, isn't suitable? Going to Ravenclaw? He's not as familiar with the people there as he is at Gryffindor.

Forget it, sit with Gryffindor, what does he want to do so much, no one notices where he sits, just find someone he is familiar with to sit with.

He followed Hermione to the first row of Gryffindor, sat down next to her, and looked at the old sheet with a lion on on it and Hermione trying to enchant it, feeling weird.

This colorful lion ...... Roy looked at the neon lion that was constantly changing color, and his face was strange.

It's weird, he thought.

He coughed lightly and said, "Let me do a spell." ”

The bystanders looked at him curiously.

Roy waved his wand, and every line that made up a lion became the color of a real lion, and it jumped out of the sheets, attracting the attention of the other young wizards who were far away.

The lion roared in the wind, its body swelled, its rough, slender lines glowing, and a lion totem appeared above Gryffindor.

There seemed to be some commotion on the Slytherin side, but it didn't matter.

Roy put away his wand at will, and he would do the same with Ravenclaw in a match, if it was Ravenclaw vs. Hufflepuff or Gryffindor, then he would add special effects to both sides at the same time.

Harry was nervously following George and Fred out of the locker room and towards the cheering pitch when he saw the majestic lion out of the corner of his eye. His heart jumped for joy. He felt courageous.

"Please get on your broomsticks."

Harry rides his light wheel 2000.

Ms. Hooch blew her silver whistle vigorously.

Fifteen broomsticks soared into the air and rose high into the sky, and the race began.