Most third-year students at Hogwarts expected that today would be a perfect day. They would go out to Hogsmeade during the day to see the customs of the magical village. The senior students had a lot of chats with them about Hoag Maude's fun, stores like Honeydukes Candy Shop and Zoko's Magical Joke Shop, the former attracts foodies, the latter attracts pranksters like the Weasley twins, other types of stores There are also many, which can meet the needs of almost all kinds of students.
When they had their fill, the school prepared a Halloween dinner for all the students, and hundreds of jack-o-lanterns were hung in the auditorium, as well as a group of fluttering bats and many orange streamers that breathed fire, and they were lazily under the ceiling Floating like brilliant water snakes, it's a feast for students to feast on, even though their tummies may be filled with Honeydukes candy, but the tantalizing treats still entice their appetites. appetite.
The premise of all this is if they can sleep peacefully at night.
Not long after the party ended, an accident happened. In a nutshell, Black sneaked into Hogwarts somehow, but was blocked by the Fat Lady's password. He tore up the portrait in a fit of rage, so Fatty The lady ran away.
All the students were called together, and the teachers were responsible for searching the entire castle. The students were not allowed to return to their dormitories until the moment safety was ensured. In the auditorium, rows of sleeping bags were neatly arranged, but the sleeping bags The students were not quiet, they had not yet adjusted to the festive atmosphere, they were whispering and discussing the murderer who escaped from prison.
"How did he get in?" Pansy asked in a low voice. She was too drunk, missed the banquet at night, slept in the dormitory until now, and then woke up, and was driven here.
"His target is not you, you can sleep peacefully." Malfoy whispered, he saw a few silver ghosts floating over, and several prefects responsible for maintaining order also came here.
"I'm warning you again, what we may be facing tonight is a vicious murderer, and a dark wizard who has been affected by dementors for more than ten years. You can't expect him to have reason, so please shut your eyes. With a wriggling mouth, maybe he uses the sound to tell where there are people." A senior prefect said, his tone was full of seriousness, even with some threatening words.
This passage worked so well that all the students in the auditorium immediately fell silent.
All the students at Hogwarts fell asleep looking at the ceiling with stars tonight.
By the next day the Fat Lady's vandalized portrait had been taken down from the wall and replaced by a portrait of Sir Cadogan and his stout gray pony. No one is very happy about it. Ser Cadogan spent half his time challenging people to duels. The rest of the time is spent pondering ridiculously complicated passwords, and he has to change the password twice a day.
This was disputed, but there was no better choice than him, for the other portraits were also frightening.
After Black's invasion, and perhaps by coincidence, the weather has also gotten worse, which isn't good news for the first Quidditch match next Saturday.
"They are the same as us, they will also experience strong winds, rainstorms, and any unknown difficulties during the game. We are all playing on the same field. You tell me that Gryffindor will play under fair conditions. Are you afraid?" Wood mobilized his teammates before the game on the court.
"No!" The members of the Gryffindor team roared in unison. At the same time, Angelina, a girl who served as the pursuer, also hit a Quaffle hard, and the Quaffle echoed through the ring.
Harry felt that his current mood was a mixture of excitement, excitement, and panic. During normal training, Wood hinted countless times to express his importance in the team, which made him a little panicked, always afraid that something would happen to him, and in the end he couldn't show his normal level in the previous training .
Looking at Wood's eyes eager for victory, and also for himself to be able to hold the Quidditch Cup with his own hands, Harry tried his best to calm himself down and cherish the last few days of training before the decisive battle.
A golden lightning flashed past him, and Harry felt it keenly. He inherited his father's talent and was an excellent Seeker. Shifting his center of gravity forward, the Snitch got closer and closer until he was within reach.
"Nice job, Harry, that's the feeling. If you keep this feeling and play against those Slytherins, I guarantee that the game will be over within three minutes." Wood threw a Bludger beside him Pushing aside, he flew to Harry's side on a broomstick, and encouraged him again.
Just now Harry easily caught the golden snitch passing by, which made his confidence soar.
"This is just training. We are all on the field." Harry said loudly, only in this way could the voice break through the strong wind and reach Wood's ears.
"As for the Seeker in Slytherin, it doesn't make any difference whether he plays or not. Don't you forget that the last time we fought Slytherin, didn't you solve the battle in a few minutes?"
"What if Malfoy plays?" Harry couldn't bear to upset Wood, but he still put forward his own guess, but he soon regretted it, because he found that Wood's face was frighteningly dark.
"Guys, I think we've got to talk about strategy again." Wood's right hand is raised high, clenched into a fist, the signature gesture for their team to pause practice.
Then one by one Gryffindor players returned to the ground from the sky.
"Come on, let's go to the lounge to talk." Wood's throat was a little dry, he waved his hand, and took his players back to the lounge after their daily training.
Compared with the icy cold brought by the cold wind blowing from time to time outside, this place looks extremely warm, and the charcoal in the fireplace is burning red, exuding scorching heat.
Just after Wood finished his opinion, the players also seemed to have different opinions.
"I object." It was a girl who spoke, her name was Angelina, she was tall and one of Gryffindor's current Chasers. There is not much time left, and we don't need to waste more time for a possibility." Angelina raised her objection almost immediately after listening.
"I think so too." It was George and Fred who were speaking now, and they both spoke in unison, without any of their usual smiles and jokes.
The answers from his companions also aroused Wood's blood, and he waved his powerful fist: "Yes, maybe we are still afraid of that kid, no matter what the situation, we will win in the end! We have nothing to do!" Fear" (To be continued.)