"How could Snape be impartial? He's definitely going to lose us to Hufflepuff so that the Slytherin team has a chance to overtake us! Fred shouted, his voice reaching the Slytherin table.

There were many students in the Snake Academy, and they all threw unkind glances at him.

"Then what are we competing, it's better to just admit defeat, anyway, it's a loss, and the opponent is still Hufflepuff, we might as well save our strength."

At this time, Ron on the side muttered quietly.

"Ronald, what are you talking about?" Hearing his brother say such a thing, George flew over and pressed Ron's head.

"Tactics understand, tactics. If we admit defeat, then although we lose, the score is 0-0, and if the score is the same in the big game, the score in the small game is the key to victory. ”

Ron struggled to poke his head out and said, "Think about Snape, if he's really the referee, what do you guess the final score will be?" ”

"He's going to make Gryffindor lose as badly as possible, because the worse we are, the more likely Slytherin is to win."

George's hands gradually relaxed, and Ron's broke free.

As a die-hard Quidditch fan, Ron knows the rules of the game inside out.

Even in Muggle football, there are cases where the game is deliberately negative in order to get a better environment to qualify.

They will stop at nothing to win.

That's what happened to Gryffindor now.

In the case that it is known that the next game will be lost, it may be the most correct way to stop the loss in time.

But...

If they did choose to surrender without a fight, then they would not be Gryffindor.

"We have to play!"

Wood was silent for a moment, then suddenly stood up and spoke to everyone.

"If we throw in the towel, it's like we're scared of Slytherin and don't dare face Snape, which will only make them more presumptuous."

Wood opened his eyes and said tenaciously, "I'd like to see what their expressions would be if we win." ”

"That's right!" George was also ignited, he waved his fist, raised his arms and said, "Gryffindor will win!" ”

"Gryffindor wins!"

"Victory!"

...

Although Gryffindor was rekindled by Wood and they were in full swing at the moment, the race didn't start until February.

Over the next two weeks, Wood turned on Captain Devil mode, forcing all of the team to train even on rainy days after heavy snowfall.

Every movement, every coordination strives for the most perfect.

The time went all the way to the second week after Christmas.

On Wednesday afternoon, Harry walked in from outside the tower in a muddy state, exhausted from even having the strength to take a shower.

The twins looked similar, I heard that it was because it was rainy today and the weather was very wet, and they threw off the broom several times while practicing diving.

Hermione, who was playing chess with Ron, immediately got up when she heard about it and ran to find Wood Theorizing.

Training is so dangerous, if someone gets hurt, then they really have to give up the game.

However, Anthony didn't think so, he thought that Hermione obviously couldn't win against Ron in chess, so he would find an excuse to run away.

Look at her lonely whites on the chess and cards...

That's why he doesn't play chess with Ron.

"Bang!"

"Oops!"

The fire in the lounge was blazing, and Harry, who had taken a shower, sat in the armchair closest to the flame, like a salted fish without a dream.

And at this moment, suddenly, a scream came from the doorway.

When the group looked back, Neville fell to the ground as if his legs had been tied by someone.

"What's going on?"

Hermione hurriedly ran over and helped him up, and then Anthony unleashed his spell, and several people sat around the armchair and questioned him.

"It's Malfoy." Neville's voice trembled, "I met him outside the library, and he said he was practicing spells..."

"And then I'm going to practice you?" Anthony asked in surprise.

"Go find Professor McGonagall!" Hermione urged, "Sue him." Give him points to deduct points. ”

"I..."

Neville hung his head and said vaguely, "I don't want to get in trouble." ”

"Beat him! Neville! The more you are afraid of him, the more he bullies you, look at Anthony, does Malfoy still dare to look for him? Ron yelled angrily, he had seen Malfoy upset for a long time, but since he had been beaten up by Anthony, he had never come to harass them again, which made him angry and had no place to vent.

"You don't have to say I'm too timid to be in Gryffindor, Malfoy has already said that." Neville choked suddenly, and bean-sized tears fell from his eyes.

Seeing that Neville was so sad that everyone in the room couldn't bear to say anything, Harry Salted Fish rolled over, got up from the armchair, reached into the pocket of his robe, and pulled out a horseshoe-shaped chocolate, which was the last piece of the box Hermione had given him at Christmas, and he handed it to Neville.

"You're better than any Malfoy." Harry patted him on the shoulder and said, "Where is Malfoy?" In that obnoxious Slytherin. ”

"That's right! Slytherin is like that, bully the weak and fear the hard, go, we'll go to him now! Ron jumped to his feet, drew his wand, and yelled at the crowd.

"That's right! We went to settle accounts with him. Harry immediately agreed.

"What are you going to do? Fights and brawls? If only McGonagall...."

"Come on Hermione, Malfoy bullies other houses every day, why haven't you seen Snape in charge?" Hermione didn't finish her sentence when Ron interrupted and retorted.

"Wait... I—" Neville smiled feebly, a little reluctant, he didn't want to get in trouble, and he didn't want to be deducted points by the professor.

"Cheer up, Neville." Anthony walked over quickly, pulled Neville up from his chair, and said, "If there were no Harry Potter, this book would be called Neville Lombard, you are the second savior!" ”

"Ahh

"What are you talking about?" Neville's lips twitched, and he said inexplicably.

"It's okay, I mean, let's go beat him! Those who dare to bully our dormitory will be returned against the sky! ”

With that, the few people present didn't wait for Neville's consent, and walked directly to the outside of the Gryffindor Tower.

Hermione followed behind them, and in her words, she was there to keep them from making a big deal out of it.

Just like that, the group walked towards the library.

After walking through the moving staircase, they bumped into Malfoy and two of his henchmen, who were besieging a Hufflepuff wizard.

"This guy, really..."