Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

After a rainy day that lasted for two days, the atmosphere in the castle became more and more lively, and everyone was looking forward to the second Quidditch match.

"Our next opponent is Gryffindor."

During a training match together, Harris said to them seriously: "They are different from Ravenclaw, they are a very strong team and can hardly find any weaknesses.

In addition, I noticed that their new Seeker Harry Potter is also a genius no less than Cedric, and can always see the Golden Snitch quickly. "

"Dean, Ronnie..." He looked at the two batters in the team and said, "You don't have to worry about Angelina then, just keep an eye on Porter."

"What about you and Kyle..." One of the batters frowned and said, "The Weasley brothers are both good players. They will definitely use Bludgers to interfere with you."

"It doesn't matter. We have two attack points. Even if we are interfered by the bludger, the score will definitely not fall."

"But then we won't be able to open up the score quickly." Someone else raised a question.

"In fact, even if there is no interference, it is impossible to open the score." Harris thought for a while and said: "Wood is different from other goalkeepers. He has the potential to become a professional player and is very strong. He has played against Ravenclaw before. His tactics will definitely not fool him."

"I'm sure the key to victory or defeat in the end must be the Golden Snitch."

Harris looked at his batter again and said: "So you guys must help Cedric as much as possible, if... I mean if Porter discovers the snitch in advance, we must find a way to stop him, When necessary, you can also use the Bludger to change the direction of the Snitch.

"Don't worry, Captain..." Cedric said seriously: "I will definitely catch the Golden Snitch first."

"I believe this very much." Harris patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "That's why I let the two of them fight around you."

At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the direction of the passage. Several people turned their heads and saw that it was Wood who was coming with the Gryffindor team.

"Oliver, it's our training time now, what are you doing here?" Harris said dissatisfied.

Although he had a good relationship with Wood before, at this time, they would not give each other a good look.

"Not a minute ago, Harris."

Wood walked up to him and said, "I checked the time specifically and came here after you finished training."

"etc……"

Harris was stunned for a moment. He looked up at the increasingly darkening sky and asked uncertainly: "It's so late. Are you going to have training next?"

"You don't have to worry about it," Wood said.

Harris frowned.

Although he didn't quite agree with Wood's approach of seizing all the time to train, he couldn't say much because none of Gryffindor's own players objected.

"Be careful of backfire, Wood."

Harris whispered a reminder and led the others out of the Quidditch pitch.

When leaving, Fred and George reluctantly spread their hands towards Kyle and watched him leave the court with envy.

As soon as Hufflepuff left, Wood wanted to start training immediately.

"We still have an hour, hurry up!"

"Oh~~" The others responded feebly.

Even Harry couldn't muster any interest.

The main reason is that the training in the past few days has been too frequent. Recently, he is either in class or on the broom. Even when he eats, he has to hold back and can only take a few quick bites.

All he wanted now was to get back into a warm and comfortable bed and have a good sleep.

But at Wood's urging, everyone reluctantly flew into the sky.

It's just that Fred and George seemed to have their own ideas. Instead of listening to Wood's command, they kept dive-bombing each other and pretended to fall off their broomsticks.

"Can you stop messing around!" Wood said angrily: "If you do this, we will definitely lose the game! This time Snape is the referee, and he will definitely find an excuse to deduct points from Gryffindor. .”

When George heard this, he really fell off his broomstick.

"Snape as referee?" He spat out the dirt in his mouth and asked, "Isn't he not interested in Quidditch? He rarely came to watch previous games!"

Other players also landed next to George, complaining repeatedly.

Especially Harry, his face turned pale and his whole body was trembling.

Ron and Hermione had said before that Snape had cursed his broomstick during the last competition.

If he does it again this time, no one can stop him.

After all, Hermione couldn't come to the pitch.

"Harry, why do you look so ugly?" Angelina next to her asked with concern.

"No, it's nothing..." Harry shook his head and said, "Wood, you don't have to worry about me in the next game, just score as much as possible."

"No, how is this possible!" Wood frowned: "The Golden Snitch has 150 points, how many goals must he score!"

"But Snape will definitely target me." Harry said nervously: "I'm worried..."

"You have nothing to worry about, Harry."

George had already stood up. He patted Harry on the shoulder and smiled: "We just remembered that our opponent next time will be Hufflepuff, so there is nothing to be nervous about."

Harry was a little confused. He felt that George had broken his head just now and mistook Hufflepuff for Ravenclaw.

"It's true, Snape will definitely target me." Harry said seriously: "He hates me, even if I do nothing wrong in every Potions class, I will be deducted a lot of points. "

"Calm down, this is normal. He has deducted points from many people."

Fred smiled and said, "By the way, how many points have you been deducted at the most?"

"Fifteen points," Harry whispered.

He was a little worried that others would be angry. If he hadn't deducted too many points in Potions class, Gryffindor wouldn't be in the bottom position.

But Harry didn't expect that Fred not only didn't care, but said indifferently: "I thought it was a little more, but it turned out to be only fifteen points."

Harry was even more confused... What do you mean only fifteen points? That's already a lot.

Could it be that George broke his head and was also affected?

But...he had never heard of twins having this function.

Fred laughed and continued: "Do you know how many points Kyle will be deducted in Potions class?"

Harry shook his head. Although he didn't understand why Fred asked, in his opinion, an outstanding student like Kyle was probably a plus.

"Fifty..." George stretched out a hand and said calmly: "The most time, he was deducted a full fifty points!"

"And even in normal times, Kyle will be deducted twenty points for various reasons."

"If it weren't for Connor earning some points, Hufflepuff would have replaced us and become the last one."

Harry was shocked and speechless. He never expected that a good student like Kyle would be deducted so many points.

It was almost as incredible as Hermione forgetting to do her homework.

Fred continued: "So relax, when it comes to the person Snape hates the most, you are far worse than Kyle."

"With him here, we will definitely be very safe."

Fred and George looked at each other and let out a very wicked laugh.