HP Tom Riddle

On the day of the match between Slytherin and Ravenclaw, it was better than the last Gryffindor match. Although the wind on the high platform was still the same, but with the sun today, at least it looked better than the previous one. Much warmer back.

Riddle was considered an outlier in the auditorium, and he hadn't let go of the idea of ​​bringing the book on this occasion.Unfortunately, Zabini and I, who were sitting next to him, had to help him cover up a little bit. If his behavior was seen by some Quidditch fanatics, there would inevitably be a conflict.Fortunately, Riddle also understood that this was indeed a bit abrupt, so he added an ignore spell to himself, as long as he kept observing him without paying attention, it shouldn't be a big problem to get through this game.

But in any case, although Riddle did follow his style of earnestness and hard work, I really want to know how he can still read books in such a noisy environment, you know, in the library When I was in a daze and didn't speak, he disliked my thoughts and disturbed him.I am so picky that I almost have no friends.

I held up the little green flag of Slytherin and waved it with everyone, and Riddle stretched out a hand without looking up, and was able to keep up with the rhythm and wave the flag.

As long as Slytherin's academy team doesn't meet Gryffindor's academy team, they can still be crushed by strength.This kind of game doesn't look very interesting, it might as well be compared to the last time I followed Zabini out to watch the game against the Glenn Multi-hospital team.

but.From the corner of the eye, I saw the people around me supporting the academy team energetically, and it was hard for me to show my boredom.I just waved the little flag with no expression on my face like an idiot, and shouted "Slytherin, Slytherin", but fortunately Zabini and I are similar.While panting, I inadvertently looked back and found that only the area where we were sitting was gathering idiots waving flags.The senior students in the back watched our academy team crush the opponent very quietly and restrainedly.

I have a little urge to do it later.But I have already sat down, and it is not easy to change my seat now.Resisting the urge to beat up Zabini who chose the seat, I continued to wave the small flag with a slightly ferocious face, assuming that there was a face like Zabini's fair face in front of me, slap left, slap right, heart Sure enough, I feel much better.

"The score between the two teams is now 60:40, and Slytherin is temporarily ahead of Ravenclaw by 20 points. The players of both teams are a little tired-now it is Slytherin's Les Lantage who got the ball, he Already scored 3 goals for Slytherin, will he go into the ring with this goal this time - beautiful, Slytherin is very good... Slytherin's Higgins suddenly moved, because he saw the golden snitch huh? The score is now 100:40. It would indeed be a good situation for Slytherin if the Snitch can be taken down. It is the Snitch. It turned out that it was hidden behind the flag and was ignored by us. Really Cunning, Andy was too late, he thought Higgins was playing him again, but this time it was for real, let us congratulate Slytherin for their 250:40 victory over Ravenclaw!"

I think Slytherin, who has always been proud of being calm and reserved, is boiling crazily, "Slytherin! Slytherin! Slytherin! Slytherin..." I couldn't help but joined the shouting queue .Inadvertently, from the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Riddle, who had been buried in his book, raised his head at some point, looking at the court team riding brooms showing off their skills in the middle of the arena, with eager eyes.

But at this moment, most of my attention is allocated to the academy team. I may be wrong. Isn't Riddle not interested in Quidditch at all?

Touching the tip of my nose, I quickly put aside all these messy thoughts in my mind.

The author has something to say: Weekend is here, hahaha, I am enough to be lazy like this.