A day at Hogwarts.

Returning to the locker room, Albert immediately picked up his wand and used a drying spell on himself to dry the rain off his body.

"Put the protective gear and Quidditch costumes in the basket." Charlie pointed to the big basket in the corner and reminded, "By the way, I'll go to the school hospital later to find Madam Pomfrey and get some cold medicine. Drink, don't catch a cold in the rain."

"Actually, you want to see those unlucky Slytherins, by the way, disgust them!" Erin immediately guessed Charlie's sinister intentions

"Jack also needs to have Madam Pomfrey check on him, he just fell hard enough." Danny reminded with a light cough.

"It's not all your fault." Jack complained loudly.

"How did you do it, the clothes on your body... became dry?" Wood was surprised when he noticed that Albert was about to put on a winter cloak.

"Of course it's using a drying spell," Albert asked, noticing the puzzled gazes of several people, "You... don't know?"

Several people looked at each other, but no one really knew the drying spell.

Albert suddenly didn't know what to say.

"There is a record of drying spells in Practical Family Magic." Albert looked at the suddenly quiet locker room and said the books that Professor Flitwick suggested he read.Of course, he hadn't actually read the book himself.

"You actually read this kind of book?" Erin looked at Albert in surprise.

"Isn't magic just to save trouble?" Albert rubbed his nose and said, "I feel like I'm about to catch a cold."

"Ah... sneeze!" Mario sneezed and complained, "Go back to the castle, I want to take a hot bath first."

"Excuse me." Erin said with a smile.

After Albert used the drying spell to dry the clothes of the others, they returned to the castle together.

Everyone came to the corridor of the school hospital on the second floor of the castle and found that a large group of people had gathered here. They were all spectators watching the Quidditch match in the rain. Get some cold-prevention medicine.

The arrival of the Gryffindor team attracted the attention of a large crowd, and the crowd made way for them.

Charlie greeted acquaintances with a smile and led the team into the school hospital.

Madam Pomfrey was distributing potions to people, and Charlie greeted her, pretended to put Jack on the hospital bed, and showed a malicious smile towards Montague, the Slytherin courteous hand next to the hospital bed. Bert read their lips: We won!

"Mrs Pomfrey, we also need some potions in case everyone catches a cold after getting wet in the rain." Erin said to the head nurse who came over.

"On the table, a small cup per person, go get it yourself." Madam Pomfrey came over to check on Jack's injury, complaining that their game was so messed up that they deserved to be injured or something.

It took her less than a minute to heal Jack's injury.

While they were drinking the cold-prevention medicine, the Slytherin team members also came, and the atmosphere in the ward suddenly became very tense.

"Okay, don't crowd here." Madam Pomfrey kicked Charlie and his party out of the ward, and Albert saw at a glance the backup goalie Vicki, who had his teeth knocked out, and tried to intercept himself, but did not stop the broom , The two unlucky bastards who crashed into the auditorium, they were being supported by other team members and seemed to be seriously injured.

"By the way, the guy who threw the bat at you was locked up by Professor McGonagall." Before walking out of the ward, Mark suddenly turned his head and licked his mouth at someone's back, "The bat he threw at you Hit someone, he and another hapless guy who was trying to stop you, didn't have time to stop, rushed into the Slytherin audience, and injured several..."

Mark's voice was loud enough for everyone in the school hospital to hear, and the student who was receiving the potion next to him couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The Slytherin team collectively turned around and glared, if not in the school hospital, they might have scuffled.

"What's the matter with those teeth in your mouth? How many of them are lost? It doesn't matter, right?" Danny asked with his eyes on the substitute goalkeeper Vicki, holding back a smile.

"Cough, hurry up." Charlie quickly pushed everyone and led them out of the school hospital.

"I really hope Madam Pomfrey doesn't fill his teeth and let him talk all the time." Fred couldn't help laughing. "By the way, it's really cool who did it."

"It seems to be knocked off by Albert." Jack said, he wanted to stop Albert, but... Jack laughed to himself before he finished speaking.

"Don't look at me, he hit my elbow himself and knocked it off," Albert said innocently, "At that time, I was focused on staring at the Snitch, and I didn't have time to hit him, that guy didn't know why, Just had to hit my elbow, it's still a little sore there."

"Maybe, he has a strange disease that makes him uncomfortable without being slapped in the face. I hope Madam Pomfrey can cure him." George's sympathetic look made everyone amused.

"Go, go back and celebrate this victory."

"Let's go to the kitchen and get something to eat." George and Fred were going to try their luck in the kitchen.

"No need, Professor McGonagall has prepared it for you!" Li Jordan came out of the corner without warning, patted Albert on the shoulder and said: "I have seen it all, you put Slytherin The goalkeeper's teeth were knocked out."

"He knocked it down himself," Albert corrected.

"None of you noticed how ugly Professor Snape's face was when you caught the Snitch, like someone smeared his face..." Li Jordan's voice stopped abruptly, because He saw Albert raised his finger, motioning him not to speak, and quickly looked up and looked around, and found that Snape was not nearby, and couldn't help but lightly hammered Albert's shoulder with his fist.

The others couldn't help but laugh.

Of course, the only unhappy person in the corridor was probably Filch. The manager stood at the door of the school hospital with a mop and a bucket, and looked at him with malicious eyes.Filch maintained order and waited for the students to disperse so that the hallway could be cleared of muddy footprints.

As soon as everyone returned to the common room, loud cheers erupted inside. People shouted his name after seeing Albert, and even a few hands couldn't wait to drag him in.

Some cakes, pies, candies, and a large jug of pumpkin juice were on the table in the common room, and many people gathered around Albert, telling him about the thrilling scene before catching the Snitch, and some people talking about him The last thing that knocked out the Slytherin goalie's tooth.

However, Abbott insisted that it was the Slytherin backup goalkeeper who knocked his elbow and knocked out his teeth.

He is a good man, how could he do such a thing.

After finally getting rid of everyone's entanglement, Albert took a small plate with cakes and sat on the armchair in the corner.

"Yes, I didn't expect your Quidditch to fly well." Field next to him put his chin in one hand and teased, "If you were a little older, I couldn't help but chase you."

Albert suddenly became a little bit, are all foreign girls so tough?

Of course, he also knew that Field was just teasing himself, so he whispered back: "Actually, I don't like girls older than me very much!"

"You're old?" Field couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Albert, and changed the subject: "How is your summoning practice?"

"It's okay, I'm trying to summon other things now." Albert thought about his progress in learning the summoning technique, and nodded with satisfaction, "After a while, you can successfully summon an umbrella."

"What are you calling the umbrella for?" Field asked in confusion.

"Of course you don't need to bring an umbrella when it rains in the future." Albert said solemnly, "Britain is a rainy country. Sometimes you don't bring an umbrella when you go out, and when you come back, you get wet."

Field: "..." It sounds like it makes sense.