As it approached eleven o'clock, teachers and students of Hogwarts went to the Quidditch field to watch the match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw.
Albert and Lee Jordan followed the crowd to the Quidditch field. Although they carried binoculars with them, they chose to go to the highest steps of the stands, where they could see the game more clearly.
However, there were many people who had this idea. Albert met several acquaintances in the stands. After greeting everyone with a smile, he joined the discussion about the possibility of Gryffindor winning the Quidditch Cup.
In fact, most Gryffindor students still have a sense of house honor, and they also hope to see their house break Slytherin's monopoly on the house cup and Quidditch trophy.
This time, is undoubtedly the best opportunity.
As long as they win this game, Gryffindor will be able to win the Quidditch trophy with a perfect record. Moreover, Gryffindor's points will surpass Slytherin's points in one fell swoop and take first place.
The actual situation is always somewhat different from what everyone guesses. The strength of the Ravenclaw team is still very strong. After the start of the game, they were able to temporarily lead the Gryffindor team with a slight score advantage.
Of course, this situation is only temporary.
Charlie's pursuit of the Quidditch trophy was almost obsessive, and his devilish training of his players was not in vain. The Gryffindor team also began to flex their muscles, soon equalizing the scores of both teams and even surpassing them.
However, Ravenclaw's performance was even more amazing than everyone expected. Gryffindor only led for ten minutes before regaining its previous advantage.
The two teams were catching up with each other in points, and neither side wanted to give in, so the game eventually turned into a tug-of-war between the two sides.
Watching the fierce battle on the field, the audience in the stands cheered continuously, and even Albert could feel the unique charm of the Quidditch game.
Although Albert's impression of Quidditch was only average, it did not affect his being infected by the tense atmosphere on the scene.
"The game is very exciting. The current score is 100:110, and Ravenclaw is currently in the lead." Since the commentator is a student of Ravenclaw, there was a sense of pride in his words when the Ravenclaw team took the lead.
"Right now, whoever can catch the Golden Snitch first will win in the end." The commentator shouted at the top of his voice, "The two Seekers are fighting each other. It seems that neither of them wants to let the opponent go and find the Golden Snitch."
A high-intensity, high-severity game means that the players' physical strength is consumed quickly. Now is the halftime break, and Charlie obviously wants to take the opportunity to adjust the formation and tactics.
"Ahem, my throat hurts a little." Li Jordan turned his head and asked hoarsely, "Did you bring any water?"
"There's no water, but there are candies. Do you want some?" Albert looked at his roommate speechlessly. The other party had even shouted himself hoarse.
"No, eating candy will make you feel even worse." Li Jordan shook his head and refused.
"I think so." Albert peeled off the candy wrapper, threw the chocolate candy into his mouth, and muttered, "You won't get a sore throat if you don't shout at the top of your lungs."
"What do you mean by yelling at the top of your lungs? I'm just cheering for the team." Li Jordan looked at Albert in shock. "Such an exciting game, and you're actually unmoved?"
"I'm just not as excited as you." Albert sighed softly. He also knew that some people liked to shout and give way when watching a football game so that it would feel more lively, but Albert obviously did not have that habit. At most, he would applaud with everyone when the Gryffindor team scored a goal.
Lee Jordan: "…"
It sounds like it makes some sense, but it makes sense at all!
When watching a game, the most important thing is to cheer loudly for the team you support.
“This game is really exciting.”
Albert noticed that Lee Jordan seemed to want to say something, so he changed the subject, "If Fred and George knew that they missed an exciting game, they would probably skip confinement and come over to watch the game."
"I'm afraid they'll both be mad as hell." Li Jordan also felt a little sorry for his roommate. This game was so exciting, it was worthy of being a match for the final championship.
Whether it is the fight for the ghost ball, the control of the bludger, or even the pursuit of the golden snitch, it is all very exciting, and both sides are very good at using some unexpected tactics.
"The game won't start for a while. If you're thirsty, go back to the castle and drink some water before coming back." Albert was looking around the stadium through binoculars. The Slytherin audience was the most irritable.
Most Slytherin students hope that Gryffindor loses the game. Only if Gryffindor loses this game can Slytherin have a chance to beat Gryffindor in total points and win the championship of this Quidditch game.
Slytherin House, which has monopolized the Quidditch trophy for too long, has come to regard the House Cup and the Quidditch trophy as its own, and is not willing to share them with other houses.
"Do you think those Slytherin students who are chattering about something are cursing us and hoping that we lose the game?" Albert looked at the Slytherin players and suddenly felt a little funny.
"Slytherin? Curse? Where is it? Let me see." Lee Jordan moved the telescope over and saw the Slytherin students whispering to each other. He couldn't help laughing, "This year's Quidditch champion belongs to Gryffindor, right?"
"Well, victory belongs to Gryffindor."
"That's good. Is this wave stable?"
"What's stable?" Angelina, who was sitting above them, asked curiously.
"Gryffindor will win!" Li Jordan was full of confidence in Albert. "This guy opens his mouth and says whatever he says. If he says Gryffindor will win, there is an 80% chance that he will really win."
Albert: "..." Classmates, you have to believe in science... ahem, you have to believe in magic.
Everyone in the stands stared at Albert, curious about why Li Jordan thought so. Could Albert's words really...
"I say... you don't have to look at me like that." Albert couldn't help rolling his eyes and said self-deprecatingly: "If talking nonsense is really useful, then why should I work so hard? I might as well just say that when I graduate from school, I will have twelve OWL certificates and seven NEWT certificates, and all of them will be excellent."
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, but Albert continued, "Then, well, have two or three girlfriends, publish two or three books, and win two or three championship trophies. After graduation, you can make a lot of money without having to work, and finally live a happy life."
Albert's words made everyone else burst out laughing. Someone asked, "What are you doing, making a wish?"
"Well, I'm just making a wish. Didn't Li Jordan say that my words are very accurate?" Albert said seriously, "Then of course I'll take this opportunity to heal myself. If what I said is true by accident, then I'll make a profit."
Everyone was speechless, and suddenly felt that Albert's ideas were very clear. It can't be said that his ideas were wrong, no, they should be said to be quite correct.
"So, you actually want to get twelve OWL certificates and seven NEWT certificates?" Shanna felt that Albert was very ambitious. "And you want to get excellent grades in all of them?"
In fact, Shanna felt that with Albert's talent and ability, it would not be too difficult for him to obtain twelve OWL certificates and seven NEWT certificates, but was it a bit too much to want to get excellent grades in all of them
"You plan to publish three more books?" Alia looked Albert up and down, "Before graduation? So, what books do you plan to publish?"
"Don't you think it's too much to win three championship trophies?" Lee Jordan couldn't help but complain.
"I think this is more likely. When he joins the Gryffindor team next year, he might really help Gryffindor win the Quidditch trophy."
"Hehe, those words were just casually said by you, but you took them seriously?" Albert was speechless. In fact, he just couldn't help but complain to prevent Li Jordan from always saying that what he said was accurate.
If it's really that accurate, just cheer yourself up and say that you'll win the first prize in the lottery.
By then, I will become rich overnight and there is no need to work hard in finance.
"What's the matter, Katrina?" Albert smiled and greeted the red-haired girl in front of him who was looking at him with contempt.
"I find you're really greedy. Not to mention that you want to have three girlfriends?" Katrina looked Albert up and down, "You even want to make a lot of money without working?"
Albert didn't pay much attention to Katrina's words and said jokingly, "It's not a good idea for you to come here. Are you planning to surrender to the enemy?"
"Someone wants to see you." Katrina said suddenly.
"who?"
"Mr. Smith, he is a friend of Professor Broad and also a good friend of my father. He probably heard about you and wants to meet you?" Katrina stated the purpose of her visit.
"Smith?" Albert frowned slightly.
"He's at the east exit of the stadium. Come with me." Katrina turned and left. Just as Albert said, it was not a good idea for her to stay here.
"Oh!" Albert responded. Every time he heard the name Smith, he would think of something unpleasant.
Leaving the stands, Albert walked towards the exit. He noticed two people standing there, one was Albert’s old acquaintance Isobel McDougal, and the other should be Mr. Smith.
"Hello, Mr. Anderson." Mr. Smith walked forward with a smile on his face and took the initiative to greet Albert. "I am Rowena, Rowena Smith. You may not have heard of my name, but I have often heard about you from Mog and Bard, and I have always wanted to meet you, the youngest rune master in history."
"Master of Runes?"
Albert's expression was a little stiff, but he still managed to force a polite smile and reminded, "I never considered myself a magic rune master. I just know a little bit about ancient magic runes."
"Being humble is not a bad thing, but being too humble will make people feel you are hypocritical," Smith reminded with a smile.
These words really touched the hearts of the two girls. Yes, this guy is a hypocritical guy.
"Very hypocritical, isn't it?" Albert was not angry, but turned his head and asked, "Have you ever seen anyone call a twelve-year-old child a magic rune master?"
"Haha, Mr. Anderson is such an interesting person. Yes, as you said, no one would call a twelve-year-old a magic rune master." Rowena looked at Albert with interest. "I think we will have a lot of common topics. Let's talk while walking."
What exactly does this person want to do? Albert was a little puzzled, but there was no doubt that Rowena Smith was an expert.
It is actually normal for an expert’s friends to be experts.
"Do the so-called experts and masters like to flatter each other when they meet?" The corners of Isobel's mouth twitched slightly.
The two of them had no idea what Isobel was thinking. As they walked and talked, they found that there were quite a few topics that they could talk about together.
What surprised Smith was that Albert was actually assigned to Gryffindor by the Sorting Hat
"Gryffindor is not just about recklessness." Albert didn't care at all and reminded, "Wasn't Dumbledore also sorted into Gryffindor?"
"That's right." Smith didn't dwell on this issue too much. The topics he chatted with Albert gradually spread to other areas.
Albert was surprised at the scope of Smith's knowledge, but he didn't know that Smith was even more surprised that Albert had his own unique insights in various fields.
You know, Albert hasn't even finished his first year at Hogwarts yet. Apart from genius, Smith really doesn't know what else to use to describe the man in front of him.
Albert actually predicted the situation of this Quidditch match correctly. The tug-of-war between the two sides continued and it looked very likely that it would drag on until the evening.
"Why does Uncle Rowena want to see that guy?" Katrina was puzzled. She thought Smith came for the information left by her father, but that didn't seem to be the case.
"I don't know. Don't worry about them. Let's go back to the stands and continue watching the game." Isobel glanced at the backs of the two people and left with her sister.
To be honest, the exchange between Albert and Smith was not very friendly to most people.
In the eyes of the McDougal sisters, as soon as the two guys met, they started talking in gibberish, which gave the two who couldn't understand them a headache.
The game lasted until eight o'clock in the evening, and in the end, Charlie, who looked tired, caught the golden snitch by chance.
No one thought that Albert's prediction would come true. At that time, he said:
Maybe, after your confinement is over, the game will not be finished yet.
Victory belongs to Gryffindor.
In fact, these two sentences really came true.
Fred and George's confinement only lasted until seven in the evening. They didn't even have dinner, so they hurried over to watch the game and just happened to see the end.
"It was a great game," Smith said to Albert with a smile, "Congratulations."
"Thanks."
"I'm leaving first." Smith turned back and said before he left, "We'll meet again soon. I'm looking forward to hearing from you."
"Yes."
Albert looked at Smith's departing back, then cast his gaze towards the center of the field. The members of the Gryffindor team hugged each other. Charlie took the trophy and held it high, announcing to everyone that Gryffindor had won this year's Quidditch trophy.
Albert saw Professor McGonagall with a pleased face, the disappointed Ravenclaw students, and the gloomy Slytherin students.
He took a step forward and walked towards the court.
Outside the stadium, Smith was walking on the lawn when a figure appeared beside him without warning. It was Dumbledore.
"Well?" Dumbledore smiled.
"It was a great Quidditch match." Smith did not hesitate to praise it. "I agree with that."
"That's very good," said Dumbledore cheerfully. "Would you like to join us for dinner in the Great Hall?"
"No, I don't think there's any need to rush. I should go back." After saying goodbye to Dumbledore, Smith walked towards Hogsmeade.