Journey through the heavens from Hogwarts

In the next few days, Lin Xiao and others often met Lockhart. According to Terry and him, his mother fell in love with him out of control after reading Lockhart's book. Anthony also looked depressed. echoed, "I really don't know what good that guy Lockhart is, how he can have such power over witches."

Harry on the other side was also busy avoiding Lockhart, looking forward to the weekend coming soon.

Ron's wand had been causing him trouble lately, and it was even more unusual on Friday morning.It flew out of Ron's hand during Charms class and hit the short Professor Flitwick between the eyebrows.A big green bag immediately bulged up there, fluttering and beating.

When they saw the bag, Terry, Anthony, and the other little wizards all hid underneath and laughed secretly, but Gryffindor was different. When they laughed, they were like a bunch of demons.Under the laughter of his classmates, Ron buried his head deeply under the table with a painful expression, not daring to see Professor Flitwick.

When the time came on Saturday, Harry invited Lin Xiao and others to visit Hagrid, but they had to wait until his training was over.They originally planned to invite Terry and the others, but when they heard they were going to the Forbidden Forest, they didn't dare to go. They also wanted to persuade Harry and the others not to go there, saying there were man-eating spiders there.

On the other side, Harry was listening to Captain Wood explain their new training plan. He was dragged to the Quidditch field for training by Captain Wood very early today.

"Look, guys," Wood said grimly, "we should have won the Quidditch Cup last year. We were significantly better than the other teams, and unfortunately, due to some circumstances beyond our control..."

Harry moved guiltily in his chair. During last year's final, he was lying in the hospital, unconscious. Gryffin lost one player and suffered the biggest defeat in 300 years - he was beaten by Ravenclaw. A falling flower and flowing water.

Wood took some time to control his emotions. The pain of the last failure was obviously still tormenting him. Then he racked his brains to come up with several training methods and planned to put them into practice to see the results.

"So this year, we have to work harder and harder... OK, let's put our new theory into practice!" Wood said loudly, grabbed his broom and led the way out of the locker room; his players yawned , dragging his numb legs to follow.

They had been in the locker room for so long that the sun was already high, but there was still some residual fog floating on the stadium lawn.When Harry walked into the stadium, he found that most of the little wizards were already in the stands, including Lin Xiao, Hermione, and Ron, who were sitting next to the locker room.

"Haven't you finished training yet?" Ron asked incredulously.

"We haven't started practicing yet," Harry looked at the bread and jam that Lin Xiao and others brought out from the auditorium with envy, but he hadn't eaten anything since Wood pulled him out early, "Wood told us about the new Tactics.”

He got on the broomstick, kicked the ground with his feet, and flew up.The cool morning breeze slapped his cheek, making him much more awake than Wood's long speech.It feels good to be back on the Quidditch pitch.He flew around the stadium as fast as he could, competing against Fred and George.

"Crack!"

Lin Xiao saw Harry's little fan Colin sitting in the highest row of seats, holding a camera and taking pictures one after another. In the empty stadium, the sound of the shutter was strangely amplified.

Fred and George turned around in the air and saw Lin Xiao in the stands.

"Hey, Lin Xiao!" He waved happily and said hello, and then continued to look for the source of the sound.

"Who is that?" Suddenly Fred saw Colin who was taking pictures and asked Harry who was standing aside.

"I don't know." Harry lied, accelerating suddenly and getting as far away from Colin as possible.

"What's going on?" Wood flew to them and asked with a frown, "Why is that freshman taking pictures? I don't like it. He may be a Slytherin spy and wants to spy on our new training plan."

"He's from Gryffindor," Harry said quickly.

"Slytherin doesn't need spies, Oliver," said George.

"How do you know?" Wood asked irritably, "Because they came by themselves." George pointed down.

At this time, several people on the stage also saw several people in green robes walking into the stadium, all holding broomsticks in their hands.

"I can't believe it!" Wood said in an indignant voice, "I reserved the course today! We want to see it!"

Wood rushed to the ground, and because of his anger, he landed a little heavier than he expected.He got off the broom a little wobbly.Harry, Fred and George followed suit.

"Flint!" Wood yelled at the Slytherin captain. "It's our training time! We got up early! Get out, please!"

Marcus Flint was bigger than Wood.He replied with a cunning look like a troll: "This is a big place, enough for your team to train, Wood."

Aaliyah, Angelina and Katie also came looking for the sound.There were no girls in the Slytherin team, and they stood side by side in a row, squinting at the Gryffindor team members with exactly the same air.

"But I've got the court!" Wood snapped, "I've got it!"

"Oh," said Flint, "but I have a specially signed note from Professor Snape. I, Severus Snape, give permission for the Slytherin team to train on the Quidditch pitch today to train their new Seeker.”

"You added a new Seeker?" Wood's attention was diverted, "Where is it?"

A smaller boy appeared from behind the six tall team members, with a proud smile on his pale pointed face.Harry saw the man he hated, Draco Malfoy.

"Aren't you Lucius Malfoy's son?" Fred asked disgustedly. He should have just thrown a big dung egg at him in the first place.

"It's interesting that you actually mentioned Draco's father," all the members of the Slytherin team smiled even more proudly, "Then please take a look at the gift he generously gave to the Slytherin team."

The seven people lifted their broomsticks forward together. Seven brand new, smooth and shiny broomsticks, and seven lines of beautiful gold letters "Nimbus 2001", dazzled the Gryffindor players' eyes in the morning sun.

"The latest model, it just came out last month," Flint said nonchalantly, lightly dusting off a bit of dust on the top of his broom. "I believe it is much faster than the original Nimbus 2000 series. As for the old-fashioned "Sweeps series," he smiled maliciously at Fred and George, who each held a handful of Sweeps in their hands, "use them to sweep the floor."

Seeing their faces, several people in Gryffindor wanted to go up and punch them. It was unbearable!