Hufflepuff never works overtime

Taking the towel handed by Daisy beside her, Faith wiped her hair absent-mindedly. After dawdling for a long time, the effect was not obvious, and the wet hair was very uncomfortable sticking to the back of her neck.

Next time you have a Patronus Charms class, ask Professor McGonagall for the Water Polo spell.

The rain outside was much lighter than before, and when it fell on the tent, it no longer crackled. Faith even suspected that it was because Principal Dumbledore sent some of the dark clouds to the tent when he was driving the dementors away. chased away.

"Do you think the game can go on?"

Hearing this question, Faise thought for a moment, "After all, there are special circumstances, and senior Cedric also said just now that he wants to make an application to continue the competition on another day, otherwise, whether it is for Porter or for Gryffindors are not fair, and they must not be convinced."

"But if the competition is another day," Daisy cast a cautious glance at Faith, "won't you just..."

Taking the paper bag on the side to her lap, the food inside had long since lost its temperature—this was a sympathy lunch sent to them by a housemate watching the game——Fise played with a corner of the paper bag, making it ravish sound.

"The goalkeeper should be replaced by Senior Julian, right?" Faith suppressed her disappointment and murmured in a low voice, "However, if there is a rematch, I still hope that they can continue to play with the current score. It will give me a little Participation."

"That's not for sure! We are now leading by 60 points. Even if our captain is serious, it is impossible to start from 0 to 0 again for the sake of fairness. Then I will turn against him!"

Faith endured her grievances and made Daisy very anxious. She was like the owner who found out that her cat was being bullied, and took out all kinds of toys and cans to make him happy.

"Hurry up and eat, I specially saved the one with the puffs for you," Daisy snatched the bag from Faith's arms, and quickly tore open the crumpled seal, almost The bread was fed directly into each other's mouths.

"Hurry up, hurry up, maybe Mrs. Huo Qi disagrees with the postponement of the game, so you still have to play and try to beat them to pieces!"

"Don't look at me with such eyes," she moved a little away calmly, otherwise Faith suspected that Daisy might directly stuff the bread into her mouth, she smiled nonchalantly, "Anyway I have earned more than 2 hours of actual combat experience than you, and if I really go on the whole game, I guess I can't hold on physically, right?"

At this moment, the curtain at the door was pulled open, and humid air mixed with fine raindrops was blown in by the wind. The players who were resting all looked up at the same time.

Cedric's expression was not very clear, which made Faise's heart skip a beat. She didn't know what it meant, and there was anticipation in her heart.

"The game will start at 2 o'clock," Cedric announced the result directly, without any bad taste, "There is no substitute Seeker in Gryffindor who can play, so we have a great advantage."

"His expression doesn't seem to be saying that we have a great advantage..." Daisy pouted and whispered to Faith.

Patting the other party's shoulder, Faise saw several people follow Cedric into the meeting room, and she couldn't help standing up, "I'll go and ask what's going on."

"But puffs..."

Ah... yes, waste of desserts, no, no, no, other people's intentions are not good.

Faith took a bite of a small cream puff, stuffing her cheeks bulgingly. Knowing that there was still a chance to play, she was very excited now, and her belly was starting to feel a little hungry.

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"...It's just...unreasonable."

When approaching the meeting room, she could hear quite excited discussions, Feise was startled for a moment, subconsciously wiped her mouth with her sleeve, and then raised her hand and knocked on the door.

The quarrel inside was quiet for a moment, and then Cedric's steady voice came, "Please come in."

"Sorry to disturb you," Faith quietly leaned half of her body in, adjusted her glasses and asked, "May I come in?"

"Okay, okay," the enthusiastic female chaser grabbed the girl in, moved a chair for her, and then looked at Cedric aggressively, "So, what else did that guy say?"

"Don't get angry at me," Cedric waved his hands helplessly, "I'm just passing it on to you, it's not me who said it."

The dazed Faith looked around at a loss, the batter John who had comforted her before moved the chair to her side, and explained in a low voice, "Mrs. Hooch rejected the application for a rematch, Although the appearance of Dementors was indeed an accident, Gryffindor didn't learn the lesson at all after the lack of players to play against Ravenclaw two years ago, and it's also their problem that they don't train substitute Seekers."

"Hmm... Although she was a little cruel to Gryffindor, Mrs. Hooch's judgment is not completely unreasonable." Faith blinked her eyes and asked inexplicably, "Then why?"

"After the captain of Gryffindor was rejected for a rematch, his attitude towards the game was very negative, and he even said some angry words to Cedric who went up to comfort him. There is no way, the Golden Snitch must be in the absence of a Seeker. We have something in our bag, so they will at least be opened up by 150 points, which is equivalent to no hope of winning the Academy Cup this year. But they have basically won by that boy for the past three years. To be honest, we are not convinced ah."

"So that's the case," Faith nodded silently. "It's no wonder everyone is so excited."

"Oh, Celia..." John curled his lips casually, and quietly leaned into Faith's ear, "There are rumors that she once chased Wood back when she was young and ignorant, and she was the captain of Gryffindor." ,Then……"

A slender claw slowly covered the batter's head in Faith's sight. John immediately stopped gossiping and laughed a few times, "Ah, the weather is really nice today."

"It's too late!" The veins on her fingers bulged, and the female Chaser seemed to have the strength to catch the Quaffle, and said through gritted teeth, "What are you talking about with our goalkeeper? These and those are two different things. ?"

"It's cracked! My skull is about to crack!" After begging for a long time, John rescued his skull from the other party. He covered his head and complained, "Did you just use the grasping spell? I warn you, don't be too arrogant, my bat is just outside!"

"Hmph," Celia turned her wrist casually, and gave him a light look, "I should use the grasping spell to help you reshape this potato head."

"Okay, okay, stop arguing," Cedric clapped his hands helplessly, drawing the attention of the other players who were still watching the show, "I can understand Captain Gryffindor's feeling of discouragement, after all, this year It's his last year, but his words are not only belittling their team's hard work outside of the Seeker, but it's also a denial of our hard work, and it makes me uncomfortable to win like this."

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The author's words:

I feel that the Quidditch teams except Gryffindor are too miserable. On the court, I feel that the focus is on the Seeker, even the name is the same (⊙x⊙;)

I'm looking for help with naming difficulties. Do you have any good names for the members of Badger Badger?

Chapter 210 Seven

"So, do you have any good ideas now?"

Celia restrained the threatening look on her face, and turned to look at Cedric seriously, "If Oliver Wood really said something stupid that he couldn't win without a Seeker, then what's the point of this game? Is it necessary to go down? There is no difference between Gryffindor and surrender..."

Cedric put his hand in front of his mouth and coughed lightly, "Whether they want to play this game well is their business, we should still take every game seriously, not to mention Wood, isn't this year your last chance Well."

"Huh? What last chance?"

Cedric covered his forehead, and the helpless expression on his handsome face looked a little funny, "Win the championship, win the championship! Don't you expect us Hufflepuff to win the championship?"

"Does our academy want to do this?" John, who was still massaging his scalp, raised his eyebrows, "I just wanted to hit the Bludgers hard in the faces of the two twins. Not that important."

"That's a foul, right?" Faith murmured silently, then licked her cheek embarrassingly, "I just want to try my best to keep the goal. Of course it's best if I can win."

Several other players even ate the condolence sandwiches nonchalantly, and another Chaser, Pisa, echoed, "To be honest, if we don't want to make the atmosphere in the auditorium too bad, we will directly surrender to them with the attitude of Gryffindor. It doesn't matter, I just feel sick and go back."

"My roommate is betting on Gryffindor to win this game... He must be dying of anxiety now, hahahaha, what an idiot."

How did such a group of people get points in the arena...

Cedric sighed, suppressing the throbbing nerves in his head, and stopped the boring competition in the conference room about who was less competitive, "If this is the case, I have an idea, do you want to hear it?"

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"Well, after a long timeout, this twists and turns of the game finally started again."

On the high platform, the narrator from Gryffindor obviously brought personal emotions, his tone became weak, and the end of the sentence dragged on for a long time, until Professor McGonagall reminded him to restrain himself a little.

"Gryffindor, which has lost its invincible Seeker, is in a huge crisis. Hufflepuff, who has the advantage in numbers, is still leading by 90 to 30 points. How should we deal with it? Gryffindor!"

The lions in the audience didn't know the twists and turns that happened at halftime. They still gave the warmest applause to the six players who flew into the air, but the two figures in the front row unconsciously Disappeared.

"Madame Pomfrey, how is Harry?"

Just after the female therapist got up from the hospital bed after completing the examination, two small heads moved anxiously in front of her one after the other, startling the other party.

Pomfrey caressed her chest, and deliberately put on a straight face so that the children would not see her gaffe, "Why are you guys again, should I be glad that today's bed is still free?"

"It's not like this lady," the good boy Hermione immediately lowered her head and stood aside, not forgetting to explain, "Harry was attacked by a dementor that suddenly broke in during the Quidditch match, so he became so……"

"Merlin bless!" Madam Pomfrey's eyes widened in disbelief, "I knew that group of evil creatures were allowed to wander around the academy and would always hurt innocent children, no wonder this boy suffered from hypothermia .”

Knowing that they were not carrying out some dangerous actions again, Madam Pomfrey's tone suddenly softened, she reached out and patted Hermione's shoulder, "Don't worry, your friend just fainted from fright, let him have a good rest for a while It will be fine, I will help him prepare some potions that will help restore his spirit."

"Thank you ma'am."

When Hermione was answering, she happened to glance at the Quidditch field in the distance. She never saw a large number of people leaving the field on the way here, which means that the game is likely to continue.

I don't know what happened to Faith?

After learning that Harry's physical condition was fine, worries about the game situation kept clamoring in her head, but she didn't know how to speak to Ron, would it appear that she was too indifferent to Harry?

"Why are you standing there stupidly Hermione, I also moved a chair for you, won't you be tired from standing all the time?"

"It's okay." Hermione managed to pull herself together, but walked anxiously up and down beside Harry's hospital bed, unable to let herself relax for a moment, trying to come up with a perfect excuse.

"Aren't you worried about your brother and them? I don't know what will happen after the game..." Hermione slapped her palms suddenly, pursed her lips, and looked at Ron with bright eyes.

"George and Fred?" Ron touched his round nose in confusion, "Worry about what they do, even if someone hits their head with a bat on the field, they deserve it... As for the game, you When did you become so interested in Quidditch?"

"Um..." Hermione looked away uncomfortably, and explained dryly, "I just don't like a thing that has no beginning and no end, and watching games is the same."

"Oh, then you will know the result when the game is over. George and Fred will definitely come to visit Harry then."

"You're right," Hermione's voice was weak, and she was not used to such a logical Ron.

But in the face of such a small setback, it was impossible for her to just give up. Hermione quickly cheered up again, "So, where is Harry's broom? Do you need me to help him find it? Maybe It's on the field."

"No, Neville said he saw the broom being blown to the Whomping Willow by the wind, so he and Thain went to look for it."

After all, Ron turned around suspiciously, looked Hermione up and down, "What's the matter with you, why do I feel that you don't seem to want to stay here?"

This question choked Hermione, she was neither telling the truth nor lying, and finally she could only sit silently on the chair next to Harry's hospital bed, took a medical journal in her hand, and sighed .

Seeing her look even weirder, Ron couldn't figure it out after thinking about it, and finally spread his hands indifferently, "Weird."

Seeing that the wall clock on the wall circled half a circle without haste, every word on the book in her hand jumped into her eyes, but Hermione's mind was completely on the field in the distance under the rain.

Is the game over?Did Faith continue to play?How many balls did she stop?Are you hurt?

All kinds of questions surrounded her mind. In the humid environment, a bead of sweat slid down Hermione's forehead and fell on the book. She finally made a decision in her heart, and she really couldn't wait any longer.

"Ro..."

"Excuse me for interrupting you," a male voice suddenly came from behind her, "Excuse me, are you Miss Granger?"

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The author's words:

It’s rare to have free time tonight, and I want to replace the names of the characters in the previous part, because I haven’t collected good names, so I might simply think about it

The leadership styles of Wood and Cedric in the original book are actually quite different, which can also be reflected in some small details. Originally, I wanted to describe the dialogue between the two in the article, but that would make the length too long, and it would be too long in a few words. It's hard to summarize clearly, so I will add it together in the explanation chapter of this article and the original Quidditch setting when I have free time

For the rationality of the story, this article changes some Quidditch rules and the strength of the Quidditch teams of the four colleges, and has a setting for the style of each team

Although there should be no specific description of the Quidditch game in the next two school years, of course, if you like, you can still intersperse some daily

If you have other related questions, you can also ask them in the post. If you can’t answer clearly within 100 words, I will answer them together in the explanation chapter.

Chapter 210 Eight Please

"Yes," Hermione inexplicably felt that this person's voice sounded familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was for a moment, she turned her head in a little confusion.

The first thing that caught her eyes was a bandaged foot. When she saw the smiling face of the other party, she stood up from the chair in a jerk, pointing her finger tremblingly at the other party, "You, you are not Milly. En's brother."

Ron also noticed the movement of the two, cast his curious eyes over, and muttered, "Isn't this the Hufflepuff goalkeeper who was carried away halfway?"

"Ahaha," Julian also heard Ron's words, and he scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, "You guys saw a shameful scene."

Hermione reluctantly moved to the bedside of the other party. She still remembered the quarrel with Faise last semester, which was not a good memory for her.

Miriam hardly heard any good things from the person in front of her, and Faise occasionally defended the other party, which caused the alarm bells to ring in Hermione's mind.

This guy... might be dangerous!

"Although Harry is on the Gryffindor Quidditch team, he wasn't the one who knocked you down." Hermione sold Ron without looking back. For the twin brother, if you have any dissatisfaction, you can vent it to him."

"Hey Hermione!" Ron's nose twisted when he heard this, and he shouted anxiously at the girl's back.

"It's okay, it's normal to be injured on the court, and besides, they didn't commit any foul play." Julian waved his hand quickly, struggled to sit up from the bed, and looked at Hermione seriously, "I want to ask Your thing about Fays, did she play after me?"

They were all named!You've only known her for two years!

Hermione's brown eyes narrowed slightly, and her whole figure was like a cat with fried fur, her tail was raised high, and she almost showed her paws to draw a few lines on the other's handsome face, "Hmm."

It's not that he didn't notice the girl's full of hostility, Julian also found it very strange, he didn't seem to have done anything bad to provoke the other party's suspicion, right?

Who knows, girls' moods are generally difficult to fathom...

Fortunately, there was a younger sister at home who would not have a good chat with him unless he was eccentric. Julian naturally ignored Hermione's weirdness and handed Hermione the broomstick aside.

"Could you please do me a favor? Bring this to Faise for me. She should be using the basic model purchased uniformly by the team."

Hermione took the broom from the other party, thought for a moment with a complicated expression, then lowered her head with a straight face, "I'm sorry I didn't treat you very well just now, I'll help you bring the things to Faith. "

"Ah, it's okay, there's no need to be so serious." Julian seemed even more flustered than before. He seemed to understand what his sister was talking about at the dinner table. Friends are funny weirdos. What did he mean by the girl in front of him.

After Hermione politely finished a few sentences with the other party, she impatiently wanted to rush to the arena. She walked to Ron's side in a few steps, resisted the upward trend of the corners of her mouth, and said in a low voice deliberately, "The thing is In this way, I will go back to the court first, and you will take good care of Harry here."

"No, Hermione, are you really going to send equipment to our opponents?" Ron frowned with a look of incomprehension, "There's no need to do this. alright."

"Not for the opponent, but for Faise."

Hermione was too lazy to argue with the other party, it was enough to have a reason to convince herself, she took the broom beside her and hurried to the infirmary.