Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

Overnight, the temperature in the Scottish Highlands dropped sharply, and a snowstorm broke out without warning.

When Glenn woke up, it was still dark, but the time on the clock had already pointed to 9 o'clock. That's how it is in winter, and he overslept without realizing it.

Fortunately, their class was a Care of Magical Creatures class. Due to the heavy snow, Professor Kettleburn's stump was so uncomfortable that he simply canceled the last class of the semester.

Glenn looked at his two roommates who were still sleeping soundly, changed his clothes alone, and left the dormitory.

He did not wait for Qiu to go to breakfast with him, but quietly walked out of the common room to do some personal errands.

Since Christmas is approaching, it’s time to worry about Christmas gifts again.

Regarding Qiu's gift, Glenn had already made a plan, and he just took advantage of this opportunity of not having classes to prepare the gift.

He opened the map and relied on the automatic path finding function to reach the end of a corridor next to the prize display room on the fourth floor.

There are two rooms here, one of which is Mrs. Hooch's office. Here are the official balls for the Quidditch game. Not long ago, the house elf Dobby just enchanted one of the Bludgers here.

Let it focus exclusively on Harry's pounding.

The other room is a storage room, used to store some Quidditch-related things, such as the old broomsticks and maintenance tools used in flying lessons, as well as some spare balls.

Obviously, these could not be the gifts that Glenn wanted to prepare. He took another look on the ground to make sure that no one was nearby, and Mrs. Hooch was not in her office or storage room.

"Hey~"

There was a flash of golden light, the flash skill was activated, and Glenn's figure instantly appeared in the storage room.

The ability to teleport regardless of the Anti-Apparition Curse, yyds.

There were no windows, candles or lights in the storage room, and the whole room was dark. Glenn waved his hand casually and summoned a ball of light out of thin air.

Facts have proved that the ability to cast spells without a wand can save a lot of unnecessary trouble. At least, Glenn does not need to bother taking the wand out of his pocket.

The storage room was fairly tidy, with no accumulation of dust. Facing it was a row of broom racks filled with all kinds of broomsticks, all of which had been out of work for a long time and could only be used reluctantly when giving flying lessons to freshmen.

The brooms of each academy team member are not kept here, but in the broom shed outside the castle.

Glenn walked around the broom rack and continued inside, seeing several rows of neatly arranged suitcases. The suitcases were shaking slightly, as if something inside was struggling to get out.

There is no doubt that these are spare game balls, and the ones struggling inside are those grumpy Bludgers.

Behind the spare ball, against the innermost wall, is a row of tall cabinets.

From the front, these cabinets look a bit like medicine cabinets in a traditional Chinese medicine shop. They are all neatly decorated with small drawers, and each drawer is inlaid with a golden nameplate.

Glenn walked over slowly and looked at one of the nameplates in the light.

November 7, 1975

Gryffindor vs Slytherin

Seeker: James Potter

If nothing else, this is the place Glenn is looking for on this trip.

He approached the cabinet and carefully searched the nameplates on other small drawers under the fluorescent light.

May 15, 1983

...

March 1989

...

November 17, 1991

Hufflepuff vs Ravenclaw

Seeker: Qiu Zhang

Found it!

Glenn's eyes lit up and a smile appeared on his face.

He gently opened the small drawer. Inside was a soft blue velvet blanket with the Ravenclaw emblem on it.

On the soft rug, a tiny golden snitch glittered.

As we all know, the Snitch is a special ball with a physical memory that is never touched by bare skin before it is released for competition. Even their maker must wear gloves during the entire production process.

This magic, known as physical memory, can be used to identify the first person who touched it to prevent disputes over catching the ball.

Because of this, each Golden Snitch is one-time use and can only be used in one competition.

But catching the snitch is a memorable moment after all, so since Hogwarts started holding the Quidditch Cup, they will collect the golden snitches used in the game and make a book with the date, game and seeker.

A golden nameplate as a souvenir.

It is somewhat similar to the meaning of the best player in a football match collecting match balls and champagne. The only difference is that the snitch is kept in the castle, while the football is taken home by the players themselves for collection.

What Glenn is looking for this time is the first Golden Snitch that Qiu caught in the official Academy Cup competition.

For an excellent seeker, the commemorative significance is self-evident.

Glenn conjured a pair of gloves and put them on, took the snitch out of the drawer and put it into the gift box he had prepared.

The snitch spread out his silver wings, flapped them lightly a few times, and was put away without much struggle.

With the goal accomplished, Glenn gently closed the drawer and left the storage room.

"I didn't urge the snake to attack Justin! The snake didn't even touch him!"

When passing by the second floor, a slightly angry and slightly trembling voice came from the library.

Glenn walked in with some curiosity and saw Harry and several second-year Hufflepuff students confronting each other.

"Just a little bit!" the person opposite who seemed to be the leader retorted.

If Glenn remembers correctly, this person should be Ernie MacMillan, one of the future prefects of Hufflepuff.

"If you want to take advantage of me," he added hastily, "I might as well tell you that you can trace our family back to nine generations of wizards, and my bloodline is as pure as anyone's, so..."

Harry interrupted angrily: "I don't care what kind of blood you have! Besides, why would I attack a Muggle-born student?"

"What are you talking about?" Glenn walked up and asked, "Hello, little Hannah, long time no see."

He noticed Hannah in the crowd and said hello with a smile.

It seemed that because of his appearance, the tense atmosphere in the air calmed down a little.

"Ernie said..." Hannah glanced at the angry Ernie hesitantly and explained in a low voice, "Harry Potter may be...the heir of Slytherin."

"He also said that the reason why I was able to survive that spell when I was a child was because I was a big devil who had the ability to compete with Voldemort."

Hearing him mention the word "Voldemort", the young wizards all gasped.

"You also saw what he did in the duel club - instigating the snake to bite Justin!" Ernie bit his lip and said to Glenn.