Professor Flitwick, the head of Ravenclaw, is not an avid Quidditch fan like Professor McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor, and will not make the act of buying a new broom for a Seeker as a gift.

As a result, Cho Chang's broomstick is still the most common Comet 260 on the team, which was from an unknown number of years ago, while Harry's broom is only a generation behind the latest Halo 2001.

The speed difference between these two brooms is as huge as that of a sports car and a tractor!

In addition, Cho Chang's flying talent is obviously not as good as Harry's, who has inherited excellent genes, so even though she started school a year before Harry, her flying skills are still a little inferior to him.

Combining the two conditions, Harry could even overtake Cho Chang and catch the Golden Snitch that represented victory first!

But Harry hesitated.

He saw the hope of victory in the eyes of Qiu Zhang next to him, and knew that Qiu Zhang also wanted to catch the golden snitch.

The young wizards of Ravenclaw House do not attach much importance to the Quidditch team because of the characteristics of the house, most of them only focus on learning, so they neglect to cultivate other aspects.

Because of this, the Ravenclaw Quidditch team is basically considered to be the weakest of the four houses.

As a Ravenclaw Seeker, Cho Chang rarely encounters such a moment so close to victory.

Harry hesitated, as if two villains were dueling with wands in his mind—

The villain thinks Harry should leave no stone unturned, and flies forward to catch the Golden Snitch and win the match for Gryffindor.

Gryffindor, the defending champion, can't afford to lose again.

The gap between Hufflepuff and Hufflepuff was already 190 points, and it was already difficult for them to win the title.

If they lose this match against Ravenclaw again, Gryffindor may be able to announce in advance that they will not be able to win this year......

But another villain has a different opinion:

It thought Harry should give the Golden Snitch to Cho Chang as a way to please her.

His heart was constantly entangled, but Harry was still flying side by side with Cho Zhang in reality, and the distance between him and the Golden Snitch was also getting closer.

The former villain seems to have gradually gained the upper hand in the duel, using all kinds of spells to defeat the latter villain.

Harry's flight speed gradually increased, slowly leaving Cho Zhang behind him.

The wind whistled in his ears, and the excited voice of the commentator Lee Jordan also vaguely reached his ears-

"We can see that Gryffindor Seeker Harry has started to pick up speed, his broomstick is fast, and his flying skills are better...... Pretty! Harry left Cho Chang behind him, and the Golden Snitch was getting closer!"

"Sure enough, the youngest Seeker in history was only out of form in the last match, and in the last minute of this game, he finally showed his true strength!"

"Good, he's getting close to the Golden Snitch, he's reaching out, he's ..........

Lee Jordan's shouts came to an abrupt end.

The duel between the two villains in Harry's mind continued, and the former villain, who wanted Harry to catch the Golden Snitch, had already taken advantage and forced the latter villain into the corner of the dueling arena......

"Whew!"

The villain, who was already having no way out, suddenly raised his wand, and a dazzling green light hit the body of the previous villain!

The duel is over.

Harry's outstretched hand staggered past the Golden Snitch and grabbed a handful of icy air in the air.

The next moment, Cho Zhang's delicate figure swept past Harry and grabbed the golden snitch he had missed.

"All of them—"

The whistle blows!

On the commentary seat, Lee Jordan was stunned

Looking at Harry in the sky, he didn't even think to announce the outcome of the game.

"Jordan!" Professor McGonagall's face was also not very good-looking, but she dutifully reminded her, "It's time to announce the results!"

"The winner is...... Ravenclaw!"

Lee Jordan endured the confusion in his heart and announced the final winner of the game.

In front of Gryffindor's ring goal, Wood looked at Harry in shock and muttered:

"What are you doing......

No one would believe that a highly talented Quidditch player like Harry, the youngest Seeker at Hogwarts, would make a mistake that almost only beginners to Quidditch would make-

It's too late, but he lets go of the Golden Snitch!

High in the air, at the height of only two people, Cho Chang flew to Harry's side on her Comet 260.

"Harry, did you just give me the Golden Snitch on purpose?" She still had a puzzled expression on her face, "With your level, you shouldn't be unable to catch the Golden Snitch this time."

"Our Ravenclaw team is not a strong team, but we don't need other teams to win!" Qiu Zhang said with a serious expression.

She had just subconsciously caught the golden snitch that Harry had missed, but after reacting, she immediately realized that something was wrong, so she hurriedly flew over to ask the truth of the matter.

"I didn't release the water, I was careless in this competition." Harry's face changed for a moment, and he shook his head at Cho Chang slightly, "You're thinking too much, Cho."

"Really?" Qiu Zhang was still a little skeptical.

But Harry didn't dare to pay attention to her, for fear of accidentally telling the truth, so he hurriedly turned around and flew off the court.

Not knowing what face to use to face his teammates again, he flew away from the Quidditch pitch on his broomstick.

Since then, Harry's mental state, which had been more or less adjusted, has returned to the way it was, and even worse than before......

……

"Lately, the savior you've chosen isn't in a good state of study."

In the Headmaster's office, Dracula fiddled with his clean Sorting Hat and said casually to Dumbledore.

"yes, I've heard, it's not just that he's not in a bad state in Defense Against the Dark Arts class." Dumbledore spread his hands to Dracula, "A lot of professors have told me about this, especially Professor McGonagall."

"Professor McGonagall seems unhappy with Harry's recent performances, losing two Quidditch matches in a row, costing Gryffindor the chance to win this year's Quidditch Cup...... Not to mention that Harry's Transfiguration class wasn't too good." ….

"Professor Dracula, since you've come to my office, you must have learned the reason why Harry was not doing well during this time, right?" He poured Dracula a glass of red wine and asked with a smile.

"Could it be because of the boring adolescent restlessness among the little wizards, of course." Dracula smiled heartwarmingly, "It's clear that Potter has recently taken a liking to another little witch, but that little witch doesn't like him, so he's feeling sad."

Dracula had already discovered Harry's anomaly last semester, and at the beginning of the school year, Harry had spoken to Cho Chang under the pretext of asking about the Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

For this reason, Dracula went out of his way to surprise Harry.

He popped up and asked Harry, wondering what Defence Against the Dark Arts class was about, why didn't he just come to the office and find his professor?

It's just that Dracula didn't expect that Harry, who had been quiet for a semester, would become more immersed in the emotions of adolescence after Christmas, and even affected his schoolwork and Quidditch matches.

"I didn't expect it to be for this reason." Dumbledore took a sip of tea and sighed deeply, "It's good to be young, at least you can still be hurt by love."

His blue eyes seemed to have a past summer, but it disappeared in an instant.

"So you prepare

What should I do, if this savior you choose continues like this, it will delay your studies for a long time." Dracula glanced at Dumbledore in surprise and asked casually, "Just let him adjust and recover?"

"Professor Dracula, as the elders of the children, we are not only the teachers who tutor them in their studies, but also the parents of all the young wizards at Hogwarts." Dumbledore laughed and said, "We have an obligation to lead lost children to the right path."

"Sounds reasonable, but I don't know you yet?" Dracula pursed his lips, and instantly saw through Dumbledore's calculations, "I think you just value Potter as a person, so you want me to help him."

"If you had emotional problems with another little wizard, would you have said something that was also reasonable?"

"I've already thought about it for you, and you'll probably say something like this - young wizards will have to be independent one day, and they can't rely on their parents, teachers, and elders for everything, and when they encounter this kind of emotional problem, they must rely on their own perseverance to come out."

Dracula squinted at Dumbledore.

"Ahem...... Dumbledore's expression was a little embarrassed, and he coughed dryly, "Professor Dracula, you don't need to speculate on me with such great malice. I do know a little more about Harry, but I don't want to let the other wizards go unchecked......

"Who knows?" Dracula shrugged, "Anyway, you always have your own reasoning anyway, fooling people into a set of ways."

"Let's not talk about that, we might as well discuss how to guide Harry out of this adolescent pain." Dumbledore silently changed the subject.

"You don't have to ask me this kind of question, I never understood the boring emotional problems of you wizards." Dracula said, "Of course, if you want me to help cast the Imperius Curse on the object of Harry's crush, I can do it for you." ….

After a moment's thought, he added, "Asking Professor Snape to refine a few bottles of aphrodisiac should also be quite effective."

"Ahem......

Dumbledore had just taken a sip of tea when he heard Dracula's approach, choking on the tea and coughing violently.

"Professor Dracula, ahem...... We refuse to use this method that violates the law." He coughed as he told Dracula, "What we're going to do is to guide Harry to the right path, not to get him what he wants...... Ahem."

Dumbledore took his wand and applied a cough suppressant to his throat, and the coughing continued before stopping.

"Don't use these abnormal methods, they will lead Harry astray." He was afraid that Dracula would use the Imperius Curse or the Aphrodisiac to help Harry on his own, and repeatedly explained,

"Remember? Tom Riddle's mother seduced a Muggle with an aphrodisiac, and then gave birth to Voldemort, who could not hold any emotion in his heart."

"What do you mean?" Dracula frowned.

He always felt that everything was a bit of a problem, far less simple than the Aphrodisiac and the Imperius Charm, which could quickly solve the problems that plagued Harry.

Of course, it is uncertain whether this will cause other people to be bothered......

"Professor Dracula, I mean, actually shifting Harry's point away from the emotional aspect to something else." Dumbledore seems to have already had a draft, and immediately told Dracula a detailed plan-

"Harry is a standard Gryffindor, and Gryffindor's little wizards all have one thing in common: a thirst for adventure."

"In the process of adventuring, countless new things and crises that may come at any time will stimulate the adventurer's 100% focus, and you must concentrate on it to be able to deal with all the problems."

"In that case, why don't we make a thrilling adventure for Harry that is not too dangerous beyond his abilities? With such an adventure, is it possible to take his point away from the emotional aspect for a while?"

Dumbledore started with Gryffindor's character as a young wizard and explained his plan step by step.

I listened to the old principal

Dracula took a sip of the red wine in the goblet and looked at him with a smile.

"If I'm not mistaken, you've been thinking about this for a long time, haven't you?" He asked, "Maybe even if it weren't for Harry's love struggle, you'd have asked me to help you implement this idea."

"Why do you say that?" Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then looked at Dracula curiously, "I guess I didn't mention this idea before, did I?"

"If that's just the idea, you really didn't mention it in front of me." Dracula chuckled, "But I know at least one thing, and that's that you've always wanted to raise Potter."

"When he was in his first year, you had various professors design a lot of levels in the forbidden area to protect the Philosopher's Stone. These levels are just like the fun, and I remember them very well."

"In the second level, there is a devil's net to prevent the little wizard from falling and getting hurt, and the devil's net is still learned in the first-grade herbology class; The third level is specially designed for Potter, a Seeker, to catch the key with a broomstick; Later, there are wizarding chess, which Wes is good at, and Granger, which is good at brainstorming...... It's clearly set up for them to exercise their personal abilities." ….

Speaking of which, Dracula glanced at Dumbledore, "Even if I wanted to set up some interesting levels, you wouldn't let me set up too difficult ones...... In the end, it was specially arranged for Potter and Voldemort's remnants to face each other."

"You really took a lot of pains to design last school year, Headmaster Dumbledore?"

Dumbledore couldn't help but laugh when he heard Dracula's words.

"So what I did was so obvious?" He said happily, "Luckily, the other professors set up the levels from back to front, and didn't look through all the levels like you did...... Otherwise, with their cleverness, how could they not see it?"

"So let's talk about it, what kind of workout are you going to arrange for Potter in second year?" Dracula drank the wine from his glass and pushed the empty glass in front of Dumbledore.

"To tell you the truth, I really haven't had time to set up other adventure venues this year." Dumbledore gave Dracula a glass of wine and said helplessly,

"Compared to the thrill of last school year, this school year in the castle has been a bit unremarkable, and I haven't been able to find the right entry point for Harry to join in on the adventure."

Degu stretched his hand and took his goblet back, giving Dumbledore a strange look.

"Are you sure the last school year was thrilling?" The corners of his mouth twitched, "No matter how I look at it, I think you're playing with Voldemort's remnants, and you've been following your script for the whole school year."

"You can't say that, Professor Dracula, you never follow my script." Dumbledore shook his head with emotion,

"So I'd like to ask today, Professor Dracula, who is not in the script, if you can arrange some adventures for Harry that will suit him, so that he can get rid of his emotional problems and improve his abilities at the same time?"

"Heh, what kind of adventure can I find for him?" Dracula shook his head.

He lifted the refilled glass and shook it gently.

Looking at the reflection in the cup, Dracula suddenly thought of his own fruitful experiences before Christmas, and thought of an interesting wizard.

"Wait, it doesn't seem like the school year has been all year round......

……

It's June, and Hogwarts exam week is just around the corner.

In the classrooms of the teaching area, the young wizards quietly flipped through their books, reviewing the knowledge they had learned during the school year.

The professors were not there today, and every class turned into self-study, allowing the little wizards to do their final review before the exam.

Harry is still not in great shape, and he has not yet fully recovered from the devastating incident in which Cho Chang and Cedric began dating.

In addition, there is a Quidditch match in two days, which is the last match before the exams, and the final team will be determined.

But Gryffindor has already lost the chance to reach the final early -

Unless they can open up a 300-point gap to Slytherin in the final race before the exams, Gryffindor, who are currently in fourth place, will not be able to overtake both third-placed Ravenclaw and second-placed Slytherin to qualify for the final.

At the mention of Quidditch, Harry was not as excited as he had been, but full of melancholy.

He also had no intention of revising, just looking out the window aimlessly.

……

…….

Ripples of dust