Study Days at Hogwarts

It was approaching eleven o'clock, and all the teachers and students of the school began to go to the Quidditch pitch.

The hall gradually became quiet. Albert closed the book and stuffed it back into the deformed lizard skin bag. He stood up and said to Isobel, who was sitting on the long table in Ravenclaw next door and was also reading to kill time: "The time is almost up, we Let’s go too.”

After Isobel put a bookmark in the book, she used magic to shrink the book, put it in her robe pocket, and followed Albert out of the castle to the Quidditch pitch outside the castle.

The weather outside was very cold, and the snow around the castle showed no sign of melting. Albert instinctively pulled up his scarf to cover the exposed skin more tightly.

"This scarf looks a little ugly now."

Isobel arranged the scarf for Albert and said to herself: "Another day, when I have time, I will knit another one for you!"

"I think this scarf is quite commemorative now."

Isobel obviously didn't want to answer this, so she changed the subject and asked, "By the way, what were you and Percy talking about just now?"

"Oh, you said that!"

Albert told Isobel about Percy's bet with Penello.

Isobel was silent after hearing this and didn't have much reaction to this. She knew very well that most couples were like this. They usually started dating after they were interested in each other, and they were far from being lovers. Whether it's a date, a conflict, or a breakup, it's actually a normal thing, just like eating.

The two headed to the Quidditch pitch along the path Hagrid had cleared in advance.

The game has begun, and Lee Jordan, who is acting as the commentator, is giving everyone knowledge about the Firebolt. This "unprofessional" approach has aroused the dissatisfaction of Professor McGonagall, who is supervising his commentary.

The two looked around, found a location where no one would be disturbed, and took out binoculars to observe the situation on the Quidditch pitch.

The situation was not favorable for the Ravenclaw team. As soon as the game started, the Gryffindor team scored first.

However, Ravenclaw's Qiu Zhang is a very good seeker. She is obviously very aware of the gap between the brooms of the two sides. She has been staring at Harry since the beginning of the game, and forced him by constantly passing in front of Harry. change direction.

This should be the Ravenclaw team's tactic, intending to let Qiu Zhang hold off Potter and give the pursuer a chance to score.

However, Ravenclaw's pursuit was a bit stretched, and he was defeated 20:0 in a short period of time.

"There's something wrong with Ravenclaw's tactics...what's wrong?"

Albert noticed that Isobel didn't pay special attention to the changes on the field, and didn't know where his eyes were looking.

He followed the other person's gaze and found Katrina sitting alone not far away, her figure looking a little thin.

No, Katrina was not alone. Hermione was sitting not far away, also holding up binoculars to observe the changes on the court.

"Why are you sitting here alone?" Isobel sat next to Katrina.

"I just came from the library." Katrina raised her head and glanced at Albert, muttering: "Why do you need to take twelve exams and you can do it so easily?"

"Maybe it's because my basic knowledge is relatively solid."

Albert sat next to Isobel, looked at the tired girl and said, "I have the previous o.\\nw.\\nLs exam papers over there, do you want to see them?"

"Test papers, where did you get these things?" Katrina was not too surprised. She actually asked Isobel for the last o.\\nw.\\nLs test papers.

"As long as you have money, it's not difficult to get." What Albert said is actually the truth.

"Oh, I almost forgot, you are very rich." Katrina glanced at the scarf around Albert's neck, and her lips moved imperceptibly. She had already recognized that Isobel had spent a long time knitting it. Later, because the knitting was too short, Isobel added another section.

"That's enough!" Katrina muttered in a low voice, not knowing what she was saying was enough.

She was actually a little depressed. How could she compete with such a guy in the first place?

Ever since Albert won the Magic School Potions Championship, Katrina has been depressed about her little thoughts.

"When are you free?" asked Katrina, who now devotes most of her experience to the o.\\nw.\\nLs exam. If she failed the exam, she would never accept it.

"I'll give it to you next time in class." Albert said, raising his binoculars and looking toward the court, where Lee Jordan was shouting.

Above the field, Harry is speeding up to chase the Golden Snitch.

However, when Albert turned his telescope, Harry had just dodged a Bludger and stopped accelerating, apparently losing the trace of the Golden Snitch.

"oh oh……"

Gryffindor supporters were disappointed, obviously eager for Harry with his Firebolt to end the game in short order.

Katrina was also applauding their batter. Then, she suddenly noticed that the two people around her had basically no reaction, and looked at Hermione not far away who was slightly disappointed because Harry failed to catch the Golden Snitch. An inexplicable sense of disobedience suddenly arose in my heart.

Are they really here to watch the game?

Why is there no response?

The game was almost one-sided, with Gryffindor now leading Ravenclaw by a large margin 70:0.

"Why is the gap so big?"

Isobel was a little confused. During the match against the Slytherin team, the opponent played tricks and Ravenclaw didn't get any points. Isobel could understand it, but the current score gap was obviously abnormal.

At least, she didn't think Ravenclaw would be that bad.

"I can probably guess the reason." Albert didn't give in and continued: "Wood wants to enter the club to play after graduation, so for him, every training now is very important. If he can win the championship before graduation, The Quidditch trophy is good for him to join the club, so Gryffindor training is actually very tiring."

"The difference in training volume, coupled with the psychological pressure caused by the Firebolt, led to the Ravenclaw team's initial tactics being very aggressive, hoping to suppress the Gryffindor team in terms of points. As a result, they failed to use their own skills well. Strength, coupled with a slight mental breakdown, is why we lost a lot of points." Albert's tone changed, "However, I think that when the Ravenclaw players adjust their mentality, they can return to their previous level."

Neither of the McGonagall sisters spoke. Not long after Albert finished speaking, the Ravenclaw team finally scored for the first time, successfully regaining a slight disadvantage. Applause and cheers resounded throughout the stadium, including Slytherin. The college is cheering for them.

The Ravenclaws adjusted their tactics,

Qiu still didn't change his plan, and used various methods to prevent Harry from catching the Golden Snitch. Their pursuers became more and more cooperative and took another 10 points from Wood.

After the Ravenclaws performed at their normal level, the game became even more exciting.

However, Albert didn't care about the outcome of the game. He saw Malfoy and his group on the edge of the field. Those guys seemed to be planning to pretend to be Dementors.

How stupid!

It's probably Malfoy's bad idea again.

"Look over there!" Albert touched Isobel's arm and motioned her to look at the edge of the court.

"What are they going to do?"

It was Katrina who asked. Both of them had noticed Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle, as well as Marcus Flint, the captain of the Slytherin team, sneaking towards the edge of the pitch, holding their hands. He seemed to be holding something on top.

"Maybe... you want to scare Harry Potter?" Albert said in an uncertain tone.

Isobel said nothing, looking at the people over there who had put on black cloaks with interest.

"Scare Harry Potter by pretending to be a Dementor?" Katrina asked in disbelief: "But Dementors are not..."

At this time, a scream came from nowhere.

Then, Albert saw a silver stag flying towards Malfoy's disguised dementors, scaring them to the ground.

"They're so stupid, aren't they," Katrina muttered.

"That's... Harry Potter's Patronus." Isobel looked at the disappeared stag with a rare hint of surprise on her face.

"There is no need to be surprised. He is the savior after all," Albert said calmly. "A person who can kill the basilisk should not be surprised at anything he does."

"You seem to care about the Savior?"

"This word has a special meaning." Albert did not intend to explain.

"But it's an amazing talent."

Katrina is naturally aware of the difficulty of summoning a physical patron saint. She is actually secretly practicing the patron saint spell, but she still cannot successfully summon a physical patron saint.

"When did you master the Patronus Charm?" Isobel suddenly asked.

"The second half of the second grade." Albert thought for a while and said, "It took about half a year."

At this moment, Mrs. Huo Qi blew the whistle and the game was over.

Gryffindor wins!