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Today’s auditorium is completely filled with twitter, almost every student’s face is full of excitement, for wizards, Quidditch is the NBA + World Cup, the attraction can not be described as horror, as long as a wizard with a little interest in sports, basically can not resist the attraction of Quidditch.

As soon as they saw Zheng Fan, the Slytherin students’ eyes lit up.

“Sir! Come on! Blowing up those Gryffindor bags! ”

“Slytherin wins! Zheng Fan will win! ”

“Let them taste awesome!!”

In the gaze of everyone, Zheng Fan shrugged his shoulders, this atmosphere is not very comfortable – let him take the initiative to provoke trouble, this is no problem, let him accept the cheers of everyone, this still needs some exercise.

Sitting at the dining table, Zheng Fan wiped a cold sweat, these students mentioned Quidditch, the enthusiasm was really scary, he thought that he was crazy enough to pull the team out to train during class time, but he didn’t expect these students to be crazier than him.

No wonder those team members were cursed by him, and when they dragged them out to train, there were no negative emotions, maybe in their opinion, it was also a very happy thing to train more.

Looking at Zheng Fan’s appearance, several Quidditch players laughed one after another, today they are the emperor of the academy, no one will make them uncomfortable, and Zheng Fan’s somewhat embarrassed appearance is undoubtedly a catalyst that makes them feel better.

“Captain, when you hung the prefect meeting in front of all the students in the school, why didn’t I see you with such a thin skin.” Derian said triumphantly.

Zheng Fan glanced at him and sneered.

“Derian, remember in a moment, if you don’t get fifty points today, you will know it next time you train.” After that, Zheng Fan began to pour himself milk, milk with honey, and then a sandwich with grilled sausages, and the breakfast was too perfect.

At this moment, two figures appeared behind Zheng Fan, it was Hermione, and Penelope who accompanied her.

In the gaze of everyone, Hermione blushed and handed Zheng Fan a small crystal pendant.

“Good luck charm, although it’s just a Muggle thing, I hope you can get under it.”

Zheng Fan hurriedly took it and looked at Hermione with a serious face.

“Thank you for the promise token, Hermione, I’m suddenly motivated.”

“You guy…” Hermione covered her face helplessly, and then sighed, “Come on, many people in our house support you, although this does not mean that everyone also supports Slytherin… In short, everyone is looking at you, and you must not lose face! ”

“Don’t worry, who am I, even if I compare faces, I won’t do it.”

Hearing this, Billy, who was sitting next to Zheng Fan, said that I was hurt.

In the whole team, except for Zheng Fan, there was no tension overall, and everyone happily ate breakfast amid the booing of the students.

And the Gryffindor side was out of luck.

In the eyes of everyone, the newly appointed Seeker Harry Potter is sitting at the table with a cute face.

His good friend, Ron Weasley, was constantly piling into Harry’s plate a pile of what he thought was delicious, but was actually greasy enough to make people want to vomit: “Eat something!” Harry! You have to eat some! The hope of Gryffindor victory and the hope of defeating Zheng Fan are all on you, you must win! ”

This undoubtedly added a lot of pressure to Harry, Harry, who had no appetite, heard his words, and then looked at the pile of big fish and meat in front of him, and even more lost his appetite, at this moment, Wood happened to pass by, saw the situation here, and smiled and came over: “Why, nervous can’t eat?” ”

Saying that, he took a few slices of bread and sandwiched some lettuce, eggs, tomatoes or something, originally wanted to put it on Harry’s plate, but when he saw the pile of meat that had already been piled up on the plate, he frowned and put it in Harry’s hand.

“Eat this, you’ll be comfortable.”

Harry took the sandwich gratefully, then simply stood up: “I’ll eat as I go, Wood, everyone is preparing, and I can’t fall behind.” ”

With that, the two went to the arena together.

Looking at Harry’s back, Ron showed an angry expression while biting the chicken leg – recently he always felt that Harry and him were getting less and less pushy, obviously friends, weren’t they? But why does it seem that Harry has become more friends now? He Ron is Harry Potter’s best friend!

If this special status is replaced, what will be special about him in school in the future? Troublesome twins’ younger brother? Prefect’s younger brother?

God, what’s the use of these?

When he thought of this, he couldn’t help but feel a little annoyed.

By eleven o’clock, it seemed that the whole school had arrived in the stands around the Quidditch pitch. Many students also brought binoculars. The seats are directly raised into the air by magic, but it is still difficult to see the game at times.

Slytherin and Gryffindor, the students of the two participating houses have made their own means of cheering, under the leadership of Malfoy, the Slytherin students have made a lot of huge banners, this gang of sons and brothers, rich second generation, it is easy to buy some of these things.

Prefect James helped hold up the banner and said, “What about Flint?” Although he is retired, he is also the most Quidditch among us, and he should be allowed to give us an explanation, and if you look at the commentary invited by Professor McGonagall, you can see that it will definitely be biased towards Gryffindor. ”

Hearing this, everyone looked for it.

“Flint doesn’t seem to be here, and I haven’t seen him anywhere.”

“Strange, do you feel that you can’t hold on to face, so you don’t come?” The Slytherin students wondered.

On the other side, outside the door of the Gryffindor players’ lounge, a man came.

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Today is stuck in traffic, I am too tired to go home, I really don’t want to write, the old rule, make up for it on the weekend.

Ashamed, ashamed. _

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