"Both—"

Ms. Hooch's whistle sounded.

Harry's consciousness had not yet been retracted, but he instinctively flew up to the very top of the Quidditch pitch, searching for the Golden Snitch.

At that moment, he saw Cedric's tall figure quickly soaring into the air, and nodded to him in a friendly manner.

Looking at Cedric's handsome face, Harry was rarely distracted during a Quidditch match......

Actually, he originally liked Cedric a lot-

Cedric is the Seeker for the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, in the same position as Harry, but Harry is not as hostile to the theoretical opponent as he was to Draco Malfoy.

This is because Cedric is very friendly, and his Hufflepuff team also values sportsmanship, and every game is dignified, losing is losing, winning is winning, which is in stark contrast to the Slytherin team that likes to foul and cheat.

This has also earned the Hufflepuff team a pretty good reputation.

And Cedric, as the Seeker and soul of the Hufflepuff team, is the best choice for the captain of the team next year, both on and off the court, and is very popular with others.

Not only that, but his grades have always been excellent, no worse than Hermione and Percy, and he has better connections than them.

A handsome, friendly, cheerful, high-grade, and modest big boy, who can hate it?

But after seeing Cho Chang keep the broomstick for Cedric outside the Quidditch pitch and cheer for Hufflepuff on the pitch, Harry suddenly changed his mind -

He forced himself to think of Cedric as a useless little white face who would only rely on his appearance to please girls......

"Harry, what are you doing in a daze?!" Wood's voice suddenly came from below, his voice mixed with annoyance.

"Have you forgotten the tactics we rehearsed? What did you do when it was time for you to cooperate?!"

Harry woke up and looked into the middle of the arena.

I saw Fred, George, Angelina and other five people lined up in a trapezoidal array, looking at him with a not very good face.

Harry was taken aback, looked back at the scoreboard in the commentary box, and saw that the Hufflepuff team had scored their first 10 points since the start of the game in a very short period of time!

Before the game began, Harry didn't have time to participate in the Gryffindor's routine pre-match tactical review, forgetting the tactics that had been discussed.

He only remembered that the Gryffindor team had carefully rehearsed a formation for the Seekers to join in this game, in order to score points quickly in the early stages of the game and establish an early advantage......

But now the advantage was taken by Hufflepuff first.

The formation is not actually a trapezoidal formation of the current five men, but a complete triangle of six men - of the seven players, except for goalkeeper Wood, who has to defend the goal, everyone else is in the field.

The three chasers are arranged on the three sides of the triangle and pass the ball to each other. The two batsmen, one Seeker, and three boys are located on the three corners of the triangle, taking care of each other and protecting the Quaffle in the hands of the three chasers. ….

However, because Harry didn't keep up with the team's pace, the remaining five players could only form a trapezoid, which was equivalent to a triangle with one corner, exposing the two chasers to the corner of the trapezoid.

As a result, the Hufflepuff players quickly found an opportunity to cut off the Quaffle ball in the hands of the Gryffindor team and broke through the undefended Gryffindor field without hindrance to score the first goal of the game!

"I'm sorry, everyone...... I didn't notice it just now......" Harry didn't know how to explain, so he silently flew over to his teammates and apologized in a low voice.

Next, Harry joined Gryffindor's special formation.

However, the first failed combination has already made the Hufflepuff players see the three

The use of the angular formation, Cedric immediately flew back from the sky to cooperate with his teammates.

The otherwise unexpected effect of this formation was easily eliminated.

Next, the outcome of the match was one-sided.

Harry was distracted the whole time, and whenever he tried to concentrate on finding the Golden Snitch, the image of Cho Chang waving the flag for Cedric would come to him.

Cedric, on the other hand, is in a better and better state of mind.

Just an hour later, Cedric tricked Harry with a Lonsky feint before he could react, and then instantly rose into the air and grabbed the Golden Snitch in his hands!

"All of them—"

Ms. Hodge's whistle blew, and the Gryffindor team was sentenced to death.

Hufflepuff won the match with a huge score margin of 230:40!

Commentator Lee Jordan announced the Hufflepuff victory in a lost tone, then dropped the microphone and left the commentary booth.

Professor McGonagall, who had been looking expectant, shook her head and walked down the steps on the side of the audience.

It's no wonder that they are disappointed, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. It's because the Gryffindor team is so confident before the game that they can't wait to tell anyone about their team's recent training results.

Fred and George even secretly opened a gamble and paid a lot of money to win for Gryffindor. This time, these two self-proclaimed Hogwarts gambling saints are probably going to lose all their money......

In addition, in fact, everyone can see that in this game, Harry, as a Seeker and the biggest hero of the previous year, is obviously not in shape, and he can't find what he should do during the whole game.

This made all the supporters of Gryffindor feel that the loss of this game was a bit unjust.

……

On the greenery of the Quidditch pitch, Harry stood in the middle of the Gryffindor Quidditch team with a grim face.

Fred and George hugged each other and wept bitterly, mourning their loss of Kim Galleon.

Angelina Johnson and the other three chaser girls looked at the youngest player on the team with concern or confusion, wondering what had happened to him that caused him to drop such a big chain.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault to lose this game." Harry looked at his toes in a gloomy mood and said in a lost tone. ….

"Harry, what's wrong with you today?" Wood crossed his hands on his waist and counted him down a little angrily, "You weren't in the right state before the game, and you're even more dizzy when you get to the court. It's not like yours, Harry!"

It can be seen that the loss of this game that was supposed to be very certain made Wood very angry.

But given Harry's strange mood, he couldn't bear to be angry, but could only care about his condition aggrievedly.

"I'm fine, Wood." Harry shook his head and prevaricated, "I may not have slept well last night...... Let me go back and get some good sleep, okay?"

Wood held his breath in his throat, wanting to say something to teach Harry a lesson.

But looking at his heavy expression, Wood finally shook his head helplessly, didn't say anything, and walked in the direction of the Gryffindor team locker room with Harry.

Just then, a member of the Hufflepuff team walked over wearing a black and yellow uniform.

Cedric greeted the Gryffindor team from afar.

"Hey, how's Harry doing?" He asked with concern, "We can all tell he's not quite right today...... Are you sick?"

The captain of the Hufflepuff team also nodded, walked out of the team and said, "If it was caused by force majeure, then it was clear that we would not win this game."

"What do you think?"

"A loss is a loss, and we're not a team like Slytherin that we can't afford to lose

Woo." Wood stepped forward and hugged the captain of the Hufflepuff team, "We appreciate your kindness."

He and the captain of the Hufflepuff team are good friends in their own right, and they don't get into a fight because they win or lose a game.

"But be careful next time, we won't lose again!" Wood slammed his fist into the Hufflepuff captain's shoulder.

"Okay, we're waiting for you!" Captain Hufflepuff laughed.

As the captains of the two teams spoke, Cedric in the crowd looked at Harry and frowned slightly when he noticed his gloomy face.

"Are you really okay, Harry?" He walked over to Harry and asked with concern, "You didn't play at all like you did in the last few games, if you're sick, just tell us, it's fine."

Harry opened his mouth, intending to say a casual remark to Cedric as he had done to Wood.

However, when he looked up, he saw Cho Chang holding the Hufflepuff yellow flag in her hand, and was galloping towards the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, her long supple black hair fluttering behind her back like a lively swallow.

It's clear that Cho Chang is looking for Cedric, not Harry Potter, the savior of the world.

Harry's face turned red.

He thought that it was because of himself that he had lost the game that Gryffindor had lost, that he had lost this game to the handsome and excellent Cedric, and that he was probably just a dispensable passerby in Cho Chang's eyes......

"I'm fine! I don't need your pretense of concern!" He shouted loudly and suddenly with emotion. ….

Harry then carried his Halo 2000, and before he even had time to change his jersey, he flew towards Hogwarts Castle before Cho Chang arrived.

Everyone present watched Harry's performance in amazement, and a very unreal feeling came to their hearts.

Isn't Harry's personality modest, docile, and herd-following? How could it be so impulsive and impolite as it is today?

Fred and George, who had finally stopped crying, saw this scene and walked up to Cedric and put their arms around his shoulders familiarly.

"Cedric, Harry's emotions are a little out of control today, don't take it personally." Fred said, "He's not usually like that."

"I'm fine." Cedric shook his head, "Harry is still young, and it's normal for him to lose control of his emotions sometimes."

"But Harry's performance today reminds me of one thing," George, who was standing next to them, gave a thoughtful expression, "It seems like Harry lost his temper like this at the end of last school year...... Could it be that he started again?"

Of course, George would never have thought that the last time Harry lost his temper was because of Riddle's subtle change, which was affected by external forces.

This is the manifestation of his own emotional out-of-control, which is mainly due to the restlessness of adolescence.

Harry's sadness was not all due to the fact that the object of his admiration was happy with other people, but more because of his own sympathy and pity for his own situation.

This is a problem peculiar to young people.

……

Summer creeps into Hogwarts Castle, bringing with it the sunshine and warm climate.

The sky, like the lake, turned a light blue with purple glow.

The curtains of the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom were drawn tightly, and not a single ray of sunlight seeped in from the outside world.

In the classroom, the little wizards were sitting on the front of the classroom, staring straight at the front of the classroom, looking at the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor standing on the podium and the blackboard full of contents, not daring to relax and slack off in the slightest, for fear that their professor would pull them to actual combat training if he was in a bad mood.

However, there was one little wizard who seemed a little absent-minded, in stark contrast to the eager learning atmosphere of the students around him.

"Mr. Potter—" Dracula suddenly lowered his wand and looked at the absent-minded little wizard with an unkind expression, "You're going back and forth

A: What did I just tell you?"

Harry's eyes widened blankly as he looked at Draculapi's smiling face.

His thoughts didn't know where he had drifted for a long time, and all he could think about was Qiu Zhang's figure—

Guessing what lesson the little witch of Ravenclaw is taking right now? Busy with 3rd grade schoolwork? Could it be that you're going out on a date with Cedric again?

It was because of this nonsense that Harry didn't hear what Professor Dracula was saying in class.

"Uh...... Just said......" He staggered to his feet, looking at Ron beside him with a panicked expression.

Ron reluctantly spread his hands at Harry. Because he thought about what he wanted to eat at noon, he didn't keep up with the progress of the class at all. ….

At this time, as if knowing Harry's embarrassment, Hermione in the front row covered her mouth with her laptop and quietly passed a message to Harry.

"Spider...... Curse ......," she said in an inaudible voice.

Harry didn't hear what Hermione was saying at all, so he lengthened his tone and delayed answering the question, hoping that Hermione would understand what he meant:

"E, I think—"

The smartest little witch in the second year really understood Harry's intentions, and knew that it might not be possible to hear the message in a breath, so she picked up a quill and wrote a few big letters in her notebook.

However, just as Hermione was about to hold up the notebook for Harry to see the letters on it, Dracula from the podium suddenly beckoned.

Hermione's notebook flew off her desk in an instant and landed in Dracula's hands.

"Miss Granger, it's okay if you usually answer questions so actively, but today I finally gave other students a chance, and you still think about answering for him, isn't it inappropriate?"

Dracula said with a chuckle as he looked at the big letters in his notebook.

Hermione was ashamed and covered her face and lay on her desk, not wanting to help Harry again.

When Harry saw this, he realized that there was no one else to help him. And he also knew that even if someone was willing to help him, he would be instantly exposed by Professor Dracula, who seemed to be omnipotent, so there was really no need to bother others.

So he took a deep breath and resigned himself to spelling together the two words "spider" and "curse" that he had just heard from Hermione, and added a suitable word in the middle, hoping to hit the luck of the match.

"You just talked about the Spider Cleansing Charm, Professor!" He said as if he were dead.

Dracula stared at him and suddenly sneered.

"Are you good enough to create a spell yourself, Mr. Potter?" "Or did you not listen to the lecture at all, and this is the mutilated spell name you heard from Miss Granger?"

"Professor, I really listened to the lecture, but I forgot what the word in the middle was!" Harry tried to quibble.

However, Dracula suddenly slapped the lectern hard, interrupting Harry's words in an instant.

"Take a good look at the blackboard, Potter." He picked up his wand and tapped it somewhere on the blackboard, "If you had listened a little bit to this lesson, you wouldn't have uttered 'Spider Clean-up Charm, such an outrageous spell name!'"

"Look closely at what's written here! You told me that I would be so nervous that I would forget the word in between?"

Dracula squinted his eyes at the audience, with a deep disgust in his eyes.

Harry stared blankly at where Professor Dracula's wand was pointing, and the next moment, his eyes widened.

"SpiderRepelling Spell?" He chanted the incantation on the blackboard.

"Well, now do you know how interesting your behavior was?" Dracula was still a little angry, but at this time, looking at Harry's confused expression, he laughed with interest.

Then, he looked at Hermione, who was still with her face buried in her hands, "Granger

Miss, Mr. Potter didn't hear what was just said in class, so repeat what I just said."

Hermione's name was called, and she had to lift her face from both hands, and turned her head to glare at Harry in disgust.

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"The Spider Exorcism Charm is a spell that specializes in dealing with spiders, and can be used to drive away dangerous magical animals like spiders in the wild......

Even though there were still some complaints about Harry, Hermione professionally repeated what Dracula had said.

Listening to what Hermione had to say, Harry frowned and looked at Ron.

The meaning on his face was unmistakable:

'Isn't this Ron not afraid of spiders?' You can even miss this kind of spell! ，

……

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