This Hogwarts is not normal

November,

The first game of the annual Quidditch House Cup in the 1993 school year at Hogwarts.

Even though it had been raining all day, it still couldn't stop Slytherin from winning.

According to extremely reliable and important information, their most powerful opponent accidentally fell off his broom at the beginning of yesterday's training, which will definitely affect today's game performance.

After a thunderous "boom", Flint in the Slytherin lounge raised his clenched fist, "This is the best year!

That guy Wayne’s broomstick is broken. As long as we can overcome today’s bad weather, victory will belong to us!”

"Down with Wayne!"

"Bloody Gryffindor!"

"Shave their heads!"

Along with the bursts of thunder, one person did not join in the cheers.

He is Draco.

Unlike the team members who seemed to have won the game, he still felt that there was something wrong with what happened yesterday.

How could this bastard Wayne not know that they have been peeking at the training?

Unless it's intentional.

But yesterday's fall had spread throughout the school, and he happened to be present when he was carried to the school hospital, and it didn't look like he was pretending at all.

You must be worrying too much.

He has been fighting since the beginning of school until now, and he finally found an opportunity.

Things took a turn, and the Slytherin team stormed onto the court with momentum.

Despite the violent storm, there was no timidity on their faces, and they were all full of confidence.

Hermione was holding a small yellow umbrella in the stands, watching the Gryffindor team enter the field indifferently.

These tactics are dirty, especially those who make excuses for being lazy.

Mrs. Hodge blew the whistle and the game officially began.

"Long——"

The moment the Quaffle popped out of the box, a ghostly figure overlapped with the lightning that had just fallen.

Under heavy rain and strong winds, the Quaffle successfully passed through the Slytherin goal, successfully scoring 10 points for Gryffindor.

The little snakes stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what had just happened.

You fell from such a high place and you were fine after one night?

Wayne is barely human, is he a monster?

Also, why are you not used to the new broom as you promised?

Flint gritted his teeth viciously, "Fuck! We were all deceived!"

Wood, who was guarding the goal on the opposite side, raised a finger and shouted a not-so-nice word.

Even though he was in the heavy rain, unable to hear or see clearly, Flint still knew that this guy was calling "stragglers."

My blood pressure went up all of a sudden.

He rode the Nimbus 2000 sponsored by the Malfoy family and flew towards Vincent as hard as he could.

Unfortunately, it was too late, the Quaffle had already entered the door again.

"Ahhh!" Flint roared crazily.

With the rain whipping on his face, Vincent stretched out his hand to push up his wet hair, and then hooked his fingers forward.

The next second, the rampaging gorilla came over.

The result was as expected, Gryffindor scored another 10 points.

As long as the Golden Snitch is not caught, the game is not over.

In the heavy rain, both seekers knew how important their tasks were.

One side has to catch the Golden Snitch before the other side scores 150 points, while the other side needs to constantly interfere.

According to Wood's tactics, Slytherin will definitely become furious after discovering that he has been tricked, and his mentality will gradually become anxious.

Wizards are human beings too, and the more anxious they are, the more likely they are to make mistakes.

Wearing waterproof glasses, Harry didn't have to do anything but fly around Draco.

"Get away! Pote!"

Gryffindor scores another 10 points.

The thunder rumbled, and the little snakes' hearts also rumbled.

Under the huge black umbrella in the Slytherin stands,

A black figure stood up with a "swish", and his long hair, which was instantly soaked by the heavy rain, stuck to his sallow face, which looked even greasier to the naked eye.

Snape shook the hair that was stuck on his face fiercely, "Cheating! I seriously suspect that Wayne drank a banned potion!"

His stern report was not taken seriously by the referee Mrs. Hodge.

Mag, who was holding a small parasol, didn't say anything, but she was already happy in her heart.

Who says Gryffindor doesn't like to use his brain? Slytherin is just fooling around.

Dumbledore on the high platform smiled and touched the chain pendant on his left wrist.

It seems that he gained a lot in Nurmengard.

Returning to the arena, Vincent is undoubtedly the center of attention.

The rain wet his clothes, and his wet hair was lifted up again.

The girls suddenly burst out into a scream that was as loud as thunder.

Hermione narrowed her eyes unconsciously.

Her little hand holding the umbrella tightly squeezed the handle, and her radar-like eyes scanned the entire place.

Daphne next to her smiled and gave her an elbow, "You have quite a lot of competitors~ If you don't work hard, you will be robbed~"

Hermione groaned angrily and turned her head away, "Whoever likes it can grab it."

After all, her eyes kept wandering around the audience seats, as if she wanted to remember the ones who shouted the loudest.

Urgent, she was impatient.

Daphne stopped teasing.

Every time I see Vincent recently, I can see that he seems to have grown taller and more handsome.

His childish face has become more mature, and there is no way he can compare with the boys in the same grade.

The side effects caused by the time turner are actually not entirely bad.

Outside the stadium, Jomgander was coiled up in a big tree.

Blackie stretched out his neck and stood under the tree, with Gugu and Crookshanks stepping on its broad back.

On a rainy day, all the teachers and students in the school are watching the game, which is a good time to get into trouble.

"Gu Gu——" Gu Gu's little paws tapped lightly, one small wing pointed at the castle, like a heroic general charging towards the enemy in ancient times.

Xiao Hei ignored it at all and continued to focus on the field.

"Goo!"

If you get annoyed, just shake them off.

The agile Crookshanks landed safely, but the chubby Lord Gugu suffered.

Its sexy big butt fell heavily into the mud, and dirty muddy water splashed on the soft and fluffy brown feathers.

After a series of swear words about the owl, Xiao Hei raised his strong paws and pushed away its round face impatiently.

Shaking and crying, the dog actually rebelled.

Gugu narrowed his big eyes, probably thinking about how to get revenge.

Xiao Hei shivered inexplicably, and then continued to watch the game.

It only took 150 minutes, and it only took less than an hour even if it was raining heavily.

But its yellow eyes didn't seem to focus there, instead following Harry's swinging tactics.

Another cold shiver passed, and Gu Gu's yelling and cursing was obviously much quieter.

"Meow——" Crookshanks arched his body, as if he was on guard for something.

Jomgand looked towards the dark clouds in the distance.

There seems to be something terrible there.

Animals are highly alert when facing crises, and this is not just from instinctive fear.

It was extremely cold and the aura of deja vu became increasingly intense.

Danger is approaching, and Master Gugu has no idea of ​​causing trouble.

The dark clouds slowly grew in size, as if they were multiplying.

No, those are densely packed little black dots, the Dementor troops responsible for hunting down Sirius Black.

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