HP Magic Biography

The morning light on Saturday shone on the castle of Hogwarts, like a gentle hand, lifted the mysterious and hazy veil of Hogwarts.

With the help of the early sun and the breeze, ripples formed on the surface of the Black Lake.

A beautiful singing sound came from the bottom of the Black Lake. It was the singing of a mermaid, like a gust of wind, melodiously echoing above the castle.

Today is the day when Hogwarts holds a Quidditch match, and the two sides are Slytherin and Gryffindor.

Everyone is still looking forward to this kind of duel, after all, the two colleges are already old rivals, and not long ago, the most heated melee broke out at Hogwarts in a century.

Under such preconditions, holding such a Quidditch game will be very exciting, Gryffindor's technical genre, against Slytherin's barbaric collision.

Of course, this is not meant to slander Slytherin, after all the conditions are there, technology or something, simple and practical is the best choice, isn't it?

Harry woke up early in the day.

He lay in bed thinking for a while about the upcoming Quidditch match. He was a little nervous, mainly because he wondered what Wood would say if Gryffindor lost.

And against another team sitting on the fastest broom that gold can buy.

He'd never been so desperate to break Slytherin. In particular, Slytherin's Stalker was replaced by Malfoy, which made Harry even more...

nervous? excited? Annoyed?

It seems that there are some of these situations.

Brother, take it easy! Fan Lin opened his eyes, he got up very early for morning class, but in Harry's state, Fan Lin couldn't fully focus on Professor Snape On the practice tools given to him.

Speaking of Professor Snape, one has to mention the magic pattern plate that Snape gave Fan Lin.

In fact, two weeks ago, Fan Lin had fully activated the magic lines on it, and his mental power had completely stabilized. At least there will be no harm to innocent things due to out-of-control magic power.

As for the magic pattern board, Fan Lin didn't find any use for it. However, after consulting Professor Snape, Professor Snape told Fan Lin the function of the magic pattern board through actual combat.

When Fan Lin's magic power was exhausted, the magic power from the magic pattern plate made him feel very satisfied, and the recovery speed of magic power was more than twice as fast as usual, which made Fan Lin feel very useful.

For this reason, Fan Lin also deliberately went to find Hagrid and made a metal wristband for the magic pattern plate, so that the magic pattern plate can always play its role.

Of course, no matter what happened, it was not as important as Harry's match at the moment.

Believe in yourself, Harry. Fan Lin put the crystal ball into his pocket, and lay on the bed looking at Harry, You will definitely catch the Golden Snitch and win the game for Gryffindor, won't you? Malin Fu's technology is not comparable to yours at all.

Of course! Harry said firmly, but soon, thinking of those brooms used in world competitions, Harry became a little annoyed.

Don't worry about this, Harry! Fan Lin seemed to have seen Harry's thoughts, and placed his body in a big character on the bed, looking at the ceiling like that, I think Wood must have a corresponding strategy , even if the opponent is faster than you, but after you catch the Golden Snitch, the final victory must be ours.

The two just talked without saying a word, lying on their respective beds, and neither of them thought about those troublesome things.

One after another, the other little wizards got up, and Ron was the last one. He always liked to play a game console given to Harry by Fan Lin before going to bed.

If Mrs. Weasley found out, Fan Lin felt that a lesson would be unavoidable.

After a simple wash,

The three of Fan Lin went downstairs talking and laughing. Hermione was surprisingly waiting downstairs today, maybe she was more worried about Harry's state.

Breakfast is of course an indispensable procedure. You must know that Quidditch is a tiring job, and Harry must ensure that he has enough physical strength to last until the end of the game.

Entering the hall, Harry became nervous again. Of course, Harry was not alone in this state.

The Gryffindor table, where Harry noticed that the rest of the Gryffindors were not eating with everyone, but were all gathered around the long, empty table, everyone seemed tense, and Talked very little.

In comparison, Slytherin's team looked very relaxed, and they even laughed in the direction of Gryffindor, looking like they were sure of winning.

At almost 11 o'clock, everyone started to head to the Quidditch venue.

At this time, the weather changed from cool in the morning to muggy, with thunder from time to time, which made all the players feel very depressed.

When Harry entered the dressing room, Hermione, Fan Lin, and Roth hurried over to wish him good luck. The friend's concern seemed to be very useful at this moment, but maybe it was also a burden. The heart that let go hung up again.

The players changed into their gold and red Gryffindor uniforms, then sat down to listen to Wood's usual pre-match pep talk.

Slytherin has better brooms than us. He started with a rather heavy speech.

Hey, Wood, that's not good news... Fred interrupted, They're faster than us...

Well, it might be George, anyway, the two brothers would be hard to tell apart even by Mrs Weasley.

Shut up, Fred, George! Wood glanced at the two angrily, took a deep breath, and continued his speech.

No doubt about it. But we have better players. We train harder than they do, we fly in all kinds of weather—

Exactly! the Weasley brothers echoed.

George muttered, Haven't really had sex on me since August.

—and we'll make them regret the moment they smiled. Malfoy, he just bought him into Slytherin.

The brothers seemed to have a lot of drive, and of course, they both always did. And Wood did turn to Harry thoughtfully.

It's up to you Harry, show them the Seekers must have something more than just a rich father. Get the Snitch before Malfoy, Harry, because we're going to win today, We're ready to win.

Take it easy, Harry, said Fred, winking at him.

As the doors to the players' dugout opened, there was a thunderous sound, mostly whistling. Because Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were anxious to see Slytherin defeated. But the Slytherins also let out some booing and booing in the crowd.

Come on, boys. Wood did not forget to yell, and everyone clenched their brooms tightly.

Lady Molly, the Quidditch teacher, asked Fettering to shake hands with Wood.

They gave each other a threatening look and squeezed hands tightly on purpose.