Harry was happy, but unfortunately the firebolt had been confiscated by Professor McGonagall, and it had to be dismantled and inspected to make sure it didn't have anything ominous attached to it. In Professor McGonagall's words, "Until we know for sure that no one has ever tampered with it, it is impossible for Harry to fly on it." ”

A week after the start of the semester, Ravenclaw played a game against Slytherin. Slytherin won, but the score was close. According to Wood, this is good news for the Gryffindor team. So he increased his training time to five times a week. Hermione had taken too many classes, and the burden of the course was finally revealed on her. Every evening, Hermione was always present in the corner of the common room, with a few tables in front of her spread out with various textbooks: arithmetic charts, various magic dictionaries, illustrations of Muggle lifting weights, and various extensive notes; She rarely spoke to others, and if someone disturbed her, she would speak in a vicious voice.

Thankfully, after a few weeks, Professor McGonagall finally returned the Firebolt Broomstick to Harry, much to his delight, but again he had a difficult choice, whether to use the new broom or the old Halo 2000. The old Halo 2000 has been modified by Charon, and its performance is not bad. It wasn't until Charon promised Harry to rebuild the new broom that he got out of the problem and thanked Charon repeatedly.

At this moment, a muffled cry came from the stairs of the boys' dormitory. The entire common room was silent, and everyone stared at the door in fear. The hurried footsteps grew louder and louder, and then, Ron jumped into everyone's sight, carrying a sheet with him.

"Look," he growled, striding over to Hermione's table, "look! He screamed, shaking the sheet in front of her.

"Ron, what?"

"Spotted, look, Spotted!"

Hermione dodged Ron, completely overwhelmed. Charon looked over at the sheet Ron was holding. There's something red on it. It looks scary, like ......

"Blood!" Ron shouted in the panicked silence of everyone.

"It's dead! Do you know what's on the floor? ”

"No, I don't know." Hermione said, her voice shaking. Ron threw something on Hermione's translation. The strangely shaped, long, pointed handwriting was covered by long strands of ginger cat hair.

It looked like Ron and Hermione's friendship was over. Both were furious, and Charon didn't know how their relationship could be remedied.

Ron was angry that Hermione never took Crookshank's intention to eat Blobs seriously, and never bothered to take a closer look at Crookshan. And still pretending to think that Crookshank Mountain is innocent, he even suggests that Ron go under the beds of all the boys and look for Spotted. Hermione angrily said that Ron had no evidence that Crookshane had eaten the spots, that the yellow fur might have been there since Christmas, and that Ron had been prejudiced against her cat since the day Crookshane jumped on Ron's head in that magical zoo.

Charon thinks that Crookshank would do well to eat Spotted, the thing that has been mutated by Little Peter, so that everything will be better. But that's obviously impossible. Charon didn't want to make a move against Little Peter in advance, because he was a very slippery guy, and he was also quite dangerous, and he was not completely sure. Of course, the main thing is that Charon simply doesn't have a suitable interface, how could he know that this perfectly disguised guy is Little Peter? And so far, Little Peter Star is still a hero in distress!

Therefore, Charon can only follow the development of the plot and follow the trend!

Ron was devastated to lose the mouse.

"Alright, Ron. Haven't you been talking about how nasty Spotted is," Charon tried to persuade, "and it's been out of energy for a long time, it's being consumed little by little." Dying quickly is probably better for it. It probably didn't even feel it. ”

"One time it bit Goyle for us!" Ron said miserably, "Remember, Harry? ”

"Yes, there is such a thing." Harry said.

"It was its most glorious moment." "Let the scar on Goyle's finger be kept as a permanent memory of it," Charon said. Oh, alright, Ron, reconcile with Hermione and buy another mouse. What's the use of lamenting?"

Charon took the time to bless Harry's firebolts with acceleration magic, and he learned the Eastern method of carving magic patterns into them. Luckily, it worked, otherwise I would have taken the opportunity to buy Harry the latest magic broomstick!

The performance of this thing is very good, and it fully deserves its high price. Charon didn't even dare to add too much speed to it, lest Harry lose control. Even so, Harry still felt terrifyingly fast when he got on it, it was like a streamer, and he couldn't even see his figure.

With such superb equipment, not only Harry, but the entire Gryffindor team members were greatly confident. As Harry walked into the hall, everyone looked over at the firebolts, and many whispered excitedly. Harry was extremely pleased to see that the Slytherins looked as if they had been struck by lightning.

"See his face?" Ron said happily, looking back at Malfoy. "He couldn't believe it, it was amazing......"

Wood also rejoiced in the glory reflected in the firebolts.

"Put it here, Harry." He said, placing the broom in the center of the table and being careful to keep its sign facing outward. Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students soon gathered around to take a look. Cedric Diggory came over to congratulate Harry on getting such a good broom instead of the light wheel, and Percy's girlfriend at Ravenclaw House, Penelope, asked if she could actually take a firebow arrow.

"Alright, alright, Penelope, don't spoil!" Percy said happily as she carefully examined the firebolts. "I made a bet with Penelope," he told the team, "and look at the results, ten Galleons!" ”

Penelope put the firebolt down and thanked Harry for returning to her desk.

"Harry, you have to win," Percy whispered nervously, "I don't have ten Galleons. Hey, I'll come, Penelope! He hurried over and went to drink with her.

"Surely you can handle that broomstick, Potter?" An indifferent, prolonged voice said.

Draco Malfoy walked over to take a closer look, Crabbe and Goyle were right behind him.

"yes, probably." Harry said casually.

"There are many features, this broom ......," Malfoy said, his eyes shining with malice. It's a pity it doesn't have a parachute with it, in case you get too close to the Dementors. ”

Crabbe and Goyle snickered.

"It's a pity you can't have another arm, Malfoy," said Harry, "or it could catch the golden snitch for you." ”

The Gryffindors burst out laughing. Malfoy's pale eyes narrowed, and he slowly walked away. They watched as he walked back to the rest of the Slytherin team, who put their heads together, surely asking if Malfoy Harry's broomstick was a firebolt.

At 10:30, the Gryffindor team set off for the locker room. The weather was so different from when they played Hufflepuff. It was a cool, sunny day with little wind.

The sound of other people in the school coming to the stands on the steps around the pitch. Harry pulled his wand out of his pocket and slipped it into the shirt he was going to wear under his Quidditch robes, Charon had told him that with his wand in hand, it was much easier to deal with the Dementors, and Harry wouldn't fall off like he had last time.

The Gryffindor team walked onto the pitch and was greeted by thunderous applause. The Ravenclaw team wears a blue jersey. I'm already standing in the middle of the court. Their Seeker, Akihari, is the only girl on their team. She was about a head shorter than Harry and extremely cute. It was rare to see an oriental face, which provoked Charon to look twice. Hermione snorted, startling Charon.

The race began, and Harry's firebolt rose steeply, faster and higher than all the other broomsticks. Charon stared at Harry and listened to the commentary, which was Lee Jordan, a friend of the Weasley twins.

"Here they went, and the exciting part of this tournament was the fire bolt that Harry of Team Gryffindor was riding. According to the book, the Firebolt will be the first choice of the national team participating in this year's World Cup......"

"Jordan, can you please tell us how the game went?" Professor McGonagall's voice interjected.

"I'll be right here, Professor, just to provide a little background. By the way, the fire bolt has a built-in automatic braking device and ......"

"Jordan!"

"Good, good, the ball is here at Gryffindor, and Katie Bell from Gryffindor rushes to the goal......"

Harry looked around for golden glitters, and Autumn. Zhang was in hot pursuit after him. She was undoubtedly a good pilot, and she kept passing in front of him, forcing him to change direction.

Charon watched as Harry glided like a swift through the sky like lightning, looking for the Golden Snitch.

"Gryffindor is now eighty-0 ahead, look at how the firebolt goes, Potter is really playing with its speed now. Look at its turns, the comet of Autumn Zhang can't compare with it. In such a long game, the ability of the firebolt to balance precisely..."

"Jordan! Did the firebolt cost you to advertise? Keep reviewing! ”

Finally, Harry saw the Golden Snitch, he suddenly stopped his downward thrust, and rose rapidly again like a bullet, he accelerated, he raced against the clock, he was about to catch the Golden Snitch, and then ......

"Oh!" Autumn shouted, pointing his finger.

Charon saw three Dementors, three tall, turbaned black Dementors, just below the grounds, looking up at Harry.

Harry saw it, too, but he was prepared. He reached a hand from his neck under his robes, quickly drew his wand and shouted, "Divine Guard! ”