Although Ivan said so, Hermione's face was still as gloomy as the dark sky outside. She couldn't believe that Professor Lupine would be a werewolf. This news was simply too shocking!
"I said you two, is there something you are hiding from us?" Ron looked at Ivan and Hermione suspiciously.
Hearing what he said, Harry and Colin nodded in agreement.
Ivan and Hermione looked at each other awkwardly. Hermione was not sure whether to tell the news that Professor Lupine was a werewolf. Since Dumbledore and Ivan believed him, she should keep it a secret for him. What's more, Professor Lupine is very friendly, and he is not at all like the ferocious werewolf in the legend.
Hermione kicked Ivan quietly under the table, signaling him to answer Ron's question.
Before Ivan could think about what to say, he saw Oliver Wood walking over with an angry face, and the rest of the Gryffindor Quidditch team also gathered.
"Bad news, we won't be playing Slytherin tomorrow!" he said angrily, "Professor McGonagall just told me that our opponent tomorrow is Hufflepuff."
"Why?" the other players asked in unison.
"Slytherin's excuse is that their Seeker's injured arm hasn't healed yet." Wood gritted his teeth furiously and gasped, "but their purpose of doing this is obvious, they just don't want to be in this weather game, thinking it would ruin their chances... ”
Hogwarts has been stormy in recent days, and when Wood was speaking, everyone heard thunder rumbling outside the castle.
"Slytherin's Seeker?" Angelina asked in surprise.
"It's Draco Malfoy, whose arm was injured by Hagrid's Hippogriff Buckbeak in Protection of Magical Creatures class in the first week of school!" Ron explained in a low voice, "But that guy is all asking for it. If I were Buckbeak, I'd give him a good blow on the head."
"There's nothing wrong with Malfoy's arm!" Harry raged. "He's pretending!"
"I understand, but we can't prove it." Wood said bitterly. "They used this as an excuse to go to Professor Snape..."
"I knew it was him!" shouted Harry and Ron in disgust.
"The problem now is that we've been practicing with Slytherin, and tomorrow we're playing Hufflepuff, and their style is quite different. To make matters worse, they have a new team this year. Captain and Seeker Cedric Diggory."
As soon as he finished speaking, Angelina, Alia and Katie suddenly giggled.
"What are you laughing at?" Wood said strangely, disapproving of this carefree behavior.
"You mean the tall, good-looking guy?" Angelina said.
"The strong one who doesn't talk much," Katie added. "It's really charming."
They started giggling again, and Wood and Fred looked unhappy.
"He doesn't talk much because he's too dumb to say two words at once," said Fred impatiently. "Oliver, I don't see why you should worry, Hufflepuffs are easy opponents. The last time we played them, Harry caught the Snitch in five minutes, remember?"
"We're playing in completely different circumstances!" exclaimed Wood, his eyes protruding a little. "Digory has a great team, and he's a great Seeker! That's what I fear you'll be doing." Think, we must not underestimate the enemy! We must focus on the main problem, Slytherin wants to see us make a mistake, we must win this year!"
Wood's voice was loud, and most of the people in the auditorium turned their heads to look here curiously.
"Oliver, don't get angry." Fred said a little panicked, "We're going to take Hufflepuff seriously, we're serious!"
"All staff training. At three o'clock this afternoon, all staff will gather at the Quidditch field. We must come up with a coping strategy."
No one spoke, and everyone nodded palely.
Following their gazes, Aiwen saw the storm outside the window, and silently prayed for these guys in his heart.
Ivan can understand Wood's mood. This year is his last year at Hogwarts, and he wants to win the Quidditch Cup no matter what. Since Harry joined the team, the Lanfondo Quidditch team is obviously the strongest in the school, but in the past two years, they have always encountered various accidents, and finally missed the Quidditch Cup.
To be more precise, Harry has been having accidents all the time. Who told him that he is not only an excellent seeker, but also a great career as a savior. If it is still because of him that Gryffindor does not To get the Quidditch Cup, Wood must be able to kill Harry without Voldemort's shot.
That's right, kill him with your eyes!
The sudden training camp lasted until seven o'clock in the evening. Ivan had just persuaded Hermione not to tell that Professor Lupine was a werewolf, when he saw them crawling into the common room wet, everyone looked very tired , After saying a few words, I went back to the house to pack up and go to bed.
Early the next morning, at about five o'clock, Aiwen woke up. He was woken up by the howling wind outside the castle. He could hear the rumbling thunder in mid-air, the sound of the strong wind hitting the castle wall, and the sound of the Forbidden Forest in the distance. The sound of trees snapping.
He walked out of the bedroom sleepily, and saw Harry had packed his clothes and was sitting quietly in front of the common room fireplace with his Nimbus 2000.
There was no light in the fireplace, and the whole common room was gloomy.
"Morning, Harry!" Ivan walked over with a sigh, "When did you get up?"
"Good morning, Ivan!" Harry replied worriedly, "It was about three o'clock. I was woken up by Peeves, who kept blowing wind on my neck."
"And you just sat here?!"
"Yeah, I found out that Crookshanks was trying to sneak into our dormitory, and I'm sitting here keeping him from the stairs in the boys' dormitory, Scabbers needs to rest."
"But you also need to rest!" Ai Wen said in surprise, "In three hours, you will have to fly in this ghostly weather outside for a whole day."
"I'm not sleepy, Ivan, I have a bad feeling." Harry waved his hand weakly, "That big black dog, that unknown... When I was training last night, it seemed to be approaching I saw it from the direction of the Forbidden Forest, and it was watching our training in the forest."
"That's just a stray dog!" Ivan didn't understand why Sirius would come out to cause trouble in such a ghostly weather.
According to the thinking of a normal person, shouldn't he find a place that can shelter from the rain and lie down honestly! However, judging from the current situation, Blake seems to be abnormal.
"But this is the third time, I can't keep seeing the same stray dog." Harry sighed and said, "You know Black is chasing me, if that ominous signifies death, I'm afraid... ... "
"A stray dog is nothing to worry about and I've seen it many times."
Harry's words reminded Ivan, he suddenly remembered what would happen during this match, he looked at the sky outside, and added, "Harry, you need to conserve your strength now, if there is anything to worry about, I'm more worried about those dementors...”
"Dementors?!" Harry raised his head, his face pale in an instant.
"Yeah, those guys are stationed not too far from the Quidditch pitch, and the happy atmosphere on the pitch is extremely delicious food for them, if they come..." Ivan After a pause, he continued, "You need to get your wand ready, and how is the Patronus Charm practice?"
"Not so good, not much progress!" Harry shook his head, "I don't seem to have any happy memories to recall."
In the next few hours, Ivan practiced the Patronus Charm with Harry a few more times. No matter how hard he tried, Harry could only release a fuzzy white mist at most.
Ivan sighed. Although this power cannot drive away the dementors, it is better than nothing. It should be able to resist for a while, enough for Harry to land safely.
Besides, Dumbledore was also present during the game, and in front of him, Ivan really didn't think that more than a hundred dementors could do anything.