"Harry, bad news."

Just as Owen was about to educate Harry Potter well, Wood suddenly came over in a hurry under the clock tower.

"Professor McGonagall just informed me that tomorrow our opponent will be Hufflepuff for Quidditch!"

"What? Not the Slytherins? Harry replied blankly.

"What? Quidditch tomorrow? Hermione replied abruptly.

"What? This year's Quidditch is not cancelled? ”

"Huh?"

The three of them looked at Owen in unison.

"What? There are so many dementors in the sky that they can eat people, and the professor didn't cancel the game, his heart is really big. ”

"I'll bet on a Galleon, and it's weird if there won't be a mess tomorrow!"

"And—" Owen turned his head to look at Wood, "what's wrong with Hufflepuff, why are you so upset about eating your rice?" ”

"Hmph—Cedric from your team went to Professor Spratt to protest too." Behind Wood, a group of Gryffindor Quidditch players arrived, changing into their uniforms and looking like they were going to practice.

The twins posted it, and one of them put one hand around Owen's neck and said: "Slytherin excuses that the players have a cold and want to postpone the game, obviously this is an excuse, they just don't want to play in this weather." The problem is, we've been training Slytherin for a month now. ”

Fred pointed to the dark clouds in the sky.

Hogwarts has been raining heavily these days.

Perhaps it was Owen's delusion, but since the Dementors entered the vicinity of the castle, the weather in the Scottish Highlands had become quite harsh, often stormy.

This afternoon has been a stormy respite for days.

As Fred spoke, the sound of thunder and lightning was faintly heard in the sky.

Obviously, tomorrow will definitely be a downpour.

"You're the president of the student council, you should go to Headmaster Dumbledore to report this!" George Road.

"The old principal is busy, how can he have time to care about such a trivial matter, besides, they changed the order of the competition casually, and the professor agreed?"

———— Professor Dumbledore, who was passionately fighting Tom at this time, sneezed heavily.

Snape agreed. Wood grimaced, "Professor McGonagall, you know, she's never biased toward us in this kind of thing. ”

"No—I didn't ask you, Mr. Meow, they were going to play Hufflepuff, didn't anyone ask Professor Sprout? Does she agree? ”

"It's—I didn't ask." Wood said dumbly, Professor Sprout has always had little presence, compared to Professor Flitwick, who shone last semester, and Snape, who was annoying.

and Professor McGonagall as Vice-Chancellor.

Professor Sprout of Herbology is indeed a bit unremarkable.

"Hey! I'm a little grumpy! Without the herbs cultivated by my professor, you can still drink the refreshing medicine in this winter's flow-feeling season? Owen instantly became angry, he looked at Wood's wooden face, and continued: "Apologize to Professor Sprout in the second greenhouse!" ”

There was a strange glint in his eyes.

The corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

Then he was afraid that Harry and the others, mainly Hermione, would see his ultimate intentions, and immediately put on a noble appearance of serving the young wizard.

"As for Quidditch, as long as Professor Sprout doesn't agree, how will tomorrow's game go?" Use your brains! ”

"I'm going to Professor Snape now, and we're going to thwart the Slytherin team's conspiracy!"

With that, he hurried towards the castle.

Wood, who had received Owen's prompt, was also interested, and as if he had grasped some life-saving straw, he led the Gryffindor team members towards the second greenhouse with a smile on his face.

As we all know, Professor Sprout has the softest ears, and as long as they behave poorly, she will definitely be on her side.

Confident Wood walked briskly.

Hermione, Harry, and Ron followed.

Rub rub, rub what Salazar statue.

I, Ron, have the dignity of being a Gryffindor, too!

I'm just locked up and dying in the Potions classroom, and I don't want to wipe Salazar's face anymore!!

As he spoke, he threw the dirty cloth on the ground.

Then he walked away.

On the other side, Owen quietly turned back around the corner.

He followed Wood all the way to the second greenhouse.

When I looked up, I saw Cedric too.

Mmmmmmmm

That's a lot! How wonderful!

More of him can lead the sheep!

Hiding in the corner, Owen cast an invisibility spell on himself.

This spell, although not as good as Harry's invisibility cloak, is still no problem hiding from the eyes.

Then he cautiously made his way through the crowd and groped his way inside the greenhouse.

"Professor, this is the Slytherin conspiracy!"

"Ah, yes." The Twins are in the cavity.

"Tomorrow will be stormy. In case something happens to Hufflepuff. Wood continued to argue.

"Ah, yes, yes!" The twins continued to help.

"It's definitely going to affect your game against Ravenclaw after that. Hearing that they've got a mysterious new Seeker, I think Hufflepuff just needs time to get to the bottom of them. ”

"Ahh Yeah! ”

Cedric's strange accent in the twins' ears made Cedric uncomfortable, and the gentle smile on his handsome face lightened a little.

Although he didn't want to play Gryffindor so quickly.

Hufflepuff has always been at the bottom of the academy in Quidditch, both tactically, personnel and equipment than Slytherin, which has the support of the Malfoy family, Gryffindor with talented players, and Ravenclaw, who is quite good.

Ever since he captained the Hufflepuffs, he has felt that the only way he could win was to invite Irving to join the team.

No matter where he is.

As long as he was on the pitch, no house would dare to despise them, at least Slytherin would never dare to use the dirty methods they used to use on them.

But no matter how much Professor Sprout invited and admonished, Owen never showed much interest in the sport.

This left him confused as to how to improve the Hufflepuff team.

Since the rise of Gryffindor in their first year, they have won two in a row.

Cedric understands the gap!

But it shouldn't come out of Wood's mouth, as he clearly looks down on himself and the Hufflepuff team.

Of course, in the last match against Gryffindor, it only took Harry five minutes to catch the Golden Snitch, and others have the capital to be proud of.

Ay~

That's why he doesn't want to mention playing against Gryffindor, he still needs time to prepare some tactics!

"Professor, you should protest to Professor Snape, yes, that's right, it's protest.

He doesn't respect you at all, and Hufflepuff.

If he can change the order of the teams in his mood this time, then the next time Slytherin plays Hufflepuff, they can do the same thing, first let Hufflepuff play another team in the heavy rain, and then designate you to play while you are weak. ”

"If it's all like this, what's the fair thing to say about it, they can play whoever they want? Then I suggest that the Quidditch Cup be awarded directly to Slytherin in the future, so that we don't have to train and compete hard."

Wood babbled.

Articulate, sharp in rhetoric, and clear in logic. It's a world away from the wood in the past!

Harry looked at his old captain in surprise.

When did he have such good eloquence?

On weekdays, Wood doesn't participate in almost any topics except Quidditch.

There were even times when Harry thought that Wood's head might be made of golden snitches, quaffles, Bludgers, frames, and bats, and nothing else.

Listen to Wood.

Professor Sprout frowned, and his gentle smile faded.

Her body always protected half of the greenhouse door. Only let the little wizards stand in front of her and talk to her.

Wood guessed right, the professor's ears are indeed very soft.

She was already thinking about talking to Snape.

"Hey~ Can't see me, can't see me, quietly touch forward~" Owen, who seemed to be covered with a layer of mirrors, alluding to the surrounding scenery and being invisible, muttered in his heart, bent his waist, his body was constricted, and he walked catly, step by step from under Professor Sprout's nose, groping inside.

"Sure enough, as long as I walk slowly enough, the character warning system will not be triggered, hehe!"

"Huh? This amazing plant seems to be the first time I've seen it! ”

Just crossed the gate.

Behind Professor Sprout, a large plant stood in his tracks.

It was a strange plant that was very tall, about a dozen feet tall.

The edge of the grass leaf is wavy, and the flower color is purple and red.

There are two types of buds: unopened buds and flowering buds.

The unopened flowers are long ovate, shaped like ears, and fully bloomed flowers, with hollow hearts and shaped like a human mouth.

The red lips are purple and red, and three or two flower buds are spreading.

Quite bizarre.

"Stop!! There are thieves!! ”

“？？？”

Roar!

What a mouthful of authentic, authentic Daming Beijing dialect!

Almost scared him out of the prototype!

When Professor Sprout heard this, he immediately turned around vigilantly, and when he turned around, he saw that there were waves in the place behind him, which was originally empty.

"Owen!"

She didn't even think about it, she knew it was Owen's stinky boy who had come in.

He's been in four times this week!

"This~ what is this!" Owen, who was frightened and had an invisibility spell flickering, had no choice but to unravel the spell, and then stared at the 'several mouths' in front of him with an unhappy face! ’

"Thief! There are thieves! Catch the thief!! Didu Didu ~~~"

"Wardfa?" Owen's scalp was numb, and the bell rang in his ears!

"You're a thief, your whole family is a thief! What garbage grass! (a plant)

Nima's can speak, so let's speak!

Give it back a damn bite of the old capital! Owen also exclaimed in authentic ~ Beijing dialect.

"It's a doorguard." Sprout sighed softly, then walked over to Owen with unconcealed joy, separating him from the strangely shaped magical plant.

Just in case this amazing plant, which has just arrived in the UK, accidentally walks through the water

"Just shipped from Daming."

Then, her gaze shifted from the plant to Owen's, and then said with a slight warning: "It can tell by the sound which is human speech, which is the sound of grass or animals, and it can also see the good and bad of people's hearts, and know who has thoughts in their hearts that are unfavorable to others." ”

"On weekdays, it doesn't make a sound, but when someone with bad intentions passes by, it makes a sound."

“？？？ What is the Classic of Mountains and Seas? I still have this kind of thing? ”

In his ears, the goods are still there scolding him for being a thief.

Owen was like a frosted eggplant, his eyes were full of absurdity, and he suddenly had a sense of déjà vu that the mountains and seas had come to the world~

Speaking of which, Shilok still has the blood of Sugo!

Da Ming won't really have the magical beasts on the Classic of Mountains and Seas!

What Ying Long, Glutton, Bi Fang, Bai Ze, Jingwei, Candle Dragon, Charm and the like!

Damn!

What kind of garbage Hogwarts, the old man is going to drop out of school immediately and go back to school in my Daming!

Isn't someone giving an iron-eating beast at the beginning of school?

Owen, who has already begun to play a small theater in his heart, is full of grief and indignation on his realistic face, and he complains bitterly, as if denouncing this unfair world: "You~ In order to arrest me, you deliberately found such a strange species from thousands of miles away?" ”

"Yes!" Professor Sprout reached out and grabbed the back of Owen's fate, as he often did with Shylock, clutching him.

Then he slipped up, drove away, and complained.

"You are not allowed to plague my treasures again, at least until November, when the cabbage sprouts."

"It's too late! Professor, I don't want to get a zero in a class. I can't afford to have a stain on my perfect academics! Ah! Can you give me another one! Just one plant, just one plant! Woo woo woo ~ " Owen, who was picked up by Professor Sprout, struggled with his teeth and claws without any personal image.

"Hmph~ Don't think about it, when you kill this plant, you will come and ask for another one, do you think I don't understand?" The professor was very resolute.

"No~ I promise this is the last one! Just give me one! I swear, I swear in the honor of Harry's godfather of dogs! Please, please, please!! ”

If it weren't for the fact that he was being raped now, Owen would have dared to 'snap' in front of so many people on the spot, soon! Roll on the ground!

"Look at your current appearance, where is the appearance of the student president, they have seen it!" The professor hated that iron was not made of steel, and by this time she had thrown Owen out of the greenhouse.

"It's fine!" Owen pinched his throat and jumped in and out, wanting to rush in.

"They don't dare to spread it."

"Yes~"

After that, everyone present turned their heads to look away with tacit understanding.

Except for Hermione, who looked disgusted, no one dared to look at him.

It was as if there was some intricate mural on the wall, and their eyes were drawn to it.

"Look~"

"Alright, stop scaring them." Professor Sprout covered her forehead, she really had nothing to do with this naughty and intelligent and powerful student, and in the end she could only come up with the ultimate weapon against the student.

"Recently, there have been a lot of new varieties, amazing plants that don't belong to the UK, and I lack an observer here~ If you can-"

"Goodbye!" The next second, Owen pulled his legs and ran.

What kind of observer, is it the lack of free labor, or the kind of hard work with a lot of responsibilities, a lot of work, and having to write an observation diary every day.

Only stupid college students, energetic and nowhere to vent, will run away.

He~ Hehe, I'm in the lab now!

Looking at Owen's fleeing back, Professor Sprout smiled, his face as warm as the sun shining on the ground after a rainy day.

This kid!

The professor shook his head, and then resumed his conversation with Wood.

And so the time passed.

Early the next morning.

Owen was awakened by the howling wind outside the window and the rumbling thunder in mid-air.

He just glanced out the window.

I know that I should not get out of bed today.

Of course, if you don't go to work tomorrow, you still have to get up at six o'clock.

Ay!

He got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom with sleepy eyes.

When I looked up, I saw that Cedric and the others were already dressed, holding their brooms, and sitting quietly in front of the fireplace in the common room.

There was no fire in the fireplace, and the whole common room was gloomy.

From time to time, the light of lightning shines in.

"Professor Sprout was persuaded by Snape?" He walked over with a huff.

"Hmm." Cedric was worried, and he replied, "Professor Snape says that Gryffindor has been preparing for Slytherin for a month, and if it were us today, it would be more likely to win." ”

"And then Professor Sprout agreed?"

"Hmm!"

Owen answered, and suddenly had a new understanding of the professor's soft ears, yes, she is soft on everyone!

He didn't have much of an idea of Quidditch anyway, though.

What does winning or losing have to do with him?

After breakfast, Owen and the others walked out of the castle in heavy raincoats.

The cold rain made him shiver, and Hannah and Susan shivered beside him.

But even this did not dampen their enthusiasm.

Looking at the way he went to the grave, he knew that Owen was forced to come.

Hannah dragged him out of the break room.

Along the way, he continued to instill in him the great truth of Hufflepuff honor, and Owen never tired of listening to him, and in the end he could only compromise in exchange for Hannah to stop talking about the long history of Hufflepuff from 1,400 years ago.

Outside the castle, the weather was windy and rainy, but the whole school rushed out to watch the game, running across the lawn to the Quidditch pitch and sitting in the wet stands, keeping their heads bowed against the wind.

In Owen's opinion, he didn't know what to do.

Is this revenge entertainment?

Because you have been suppressed for a long time, once you have time to relax, you will eat, drink and have fun with revenge?

Owen even saw Professor Trelawney in the professor's pile, and she actually came.

Instead of staying in that warm classroom and making up the prophecies you're about to use?

Speaking of the old liar, her classic prophecy of the death of the black dog ended up on Harry's head.

Under his constant PUA, Harry developed severe PTSD.

He really felt like he was walking with death, as if he was going to be led by a dog in the next second!

Harry blamed the innocent Dementors for everything.

For this reason, he frantically asked Professor Lupin to open a small stove this month.

Hearing the Patronus spell, he was already able to release a cloud of silver light.

Progress is magnificent.

This incident tells us two facts, first: Professor Trelawney's prophecy, most of the means to achieve it, is to madly carry out long-term PUA on you, and when you are suspicious and absent-minded all day long, you will naturally be prone to accidents.

Second, people can indeed burst into some kind of potential in an emergency, for example, after he fought the Dementors on the train and the Dementors attacked the train, the young wizards were particularly enthusiastic about learning the Patronus Charm.

While not every young wizard can cast a decent Patronus in a month as gifted as Harry, many young wizards can just pee silver threads from the tip of their wands.

Owen was pulled by Hannah and reluctantly walked to the stands.

Justin has taken his place for them.

He waved his hand to signal that he was here.

A few men looked up at the field in the wind and rain, and the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff Quidditch teams began to play.

Amid the cheers of the audience, Owen could only vaguely see many people coming out of the locker room.

The wind and rain were terrible.

So much so that it obscured his vision.

He couldn't see too far away.

The cheers of the little wizards filled his ears, which made Owen very frightened, because the people around him were screaming blindly, as if he was the only one in the audience, and he couldn't see anything

What are you cheering for?

What else is there besides a few confused figures?

If I'm not blind, then are you all mentally making up the game screen?

So why don't you go to the dorm to sleep?

The picture in the dream is still 4K HD!

Owen complained in his crazy heart until Mrs. Hooch blew the whistle and the game officially began!

Blurred red and yellow figures sped across the field.

The cheers at the scene were wave after wave, and he could neither see the figure nor hear Jordan's explanation.

In short, for him, the main thing in this competition is an 800 myopic oil painting - full of impressions!

Hey~ Who gets the ball? I don't know!

Who's attacking? I don't know!

Who is ahead? Sorry, I can't see the scoreboard!

The red and yellow light flickered back and forth in the black and gray ink on the scene, and this was all Owen could see!

Five minutes later, it didn't matter how the game went.

He's leaving!

The king of heaven is here, and he is going back to the common room!

"Click!"

A lightning bolt fell from the sky.

Immediately, Owen immediately stopped.

Heavenly King Lao Tzu!

Let's give him some thin noodles!

On the spot, Harry became more and more difficult to control his broomstick.

It was too windy.

They were flying at high speed again, and every time he turned he had the illusion that he was being thrown out.

And the raindrops hit his goggles intensively. If Owen is watching the game all by brain, then he is playing the game with all his imagination!

"Click!" Another thunderclap and lightning flash.

Mrs. Hooch's whistle was accompanied by the first lightning blowing.

Harry could only see Wood's silhouette in the dense curtain of rain, and Wood was motioning for Harry to come down to the ground.

The whole team splashed water and descended into the mud.

"I called a timeout!" Wood yelled at the team, "Come on, get down there-" ·

(End of chapter)