Nymphadora was eating the magic cucumber generously. Suddenly, she looked around and asked, "Huh?
Where are Fred and George?
Are they not here yet?
No way. They were so active before, asking around about Quidditch, jumping up and down to collect information. They even sold candy so that everyone could watch the warm-up match — "
Speaking of the candy, Nymphadora could not help but laugh. "The bearded Merlin!
They are geniuses!
I thought I was going to miss the warm-up match because it happened to be Professor Mcgonagall's Transfiguration class, so it was not that easy to miss. Thanks to their candy, half of the class started laughing after eating the candy. Professor Mcgonagall was so scared that she quickly went to find Madam Pomfrey from the school hospital. "
Shirley also laughed. "Madam Pomfrey said that we were poisoned by the hyena leaf by mistake. Although she was puzzled as to why we would eat the hyena leaf for no reason, she still asked Professor Sprout and Hagrid to investigate the area around the Forbidden Forest and try to find the area where we were poisoned —"
"Professor Sprout was really busy during that time. Although I'm sorry, we really wanted to watch the warm-up match!"
Anna looked at the magic cucumber in her hand and felt more and more that there was something wrong with it. Would Madam Sprout, who had been busy for so long for the non-existent hyena leaf, let everyone steal a fresh and delicious cucumber?
Whoa, did they really think that the old badger would not bite when it was angry?
"I heard that Gryffindor has a secret weapon in this competition?"
Belinda picked up the cucumber and took a crunchy bite. She did not watch the warm-up match. Although the twins gave Belinda, as a shareholder, a bunch of candy, Belinda felt that it was not very elegant to laugh in Professor Snape's class, so she did not eat it. She could only say that she was lucky that she did not eat it.
In Snape's potions class, the brave warriors who were eating truant candy were all fed a few bottles of potions by the friendly Snape. They stopped laughing immediately, then started to spit out snot crazily. They vomited when they ate or bathed, and this continued for a whole week.
"Sigh, indeed, a secret weapon." Nymphadora raised her hand. "But the secret weapon did not appear in the warm-up match. Charlie also refused to reveal it. It's so mysterious …"
At the mention of Charlie, the gossip mission appeared in Anna's mind. She pulled Nymphadora's robe and asked, "Dora, you have a good relationship with Charlie, right?"
"You can say that." Nymphadora nodded. "Recently, he has been complaining to me about Fred and George. They and Lee Jordan always happened to pass by when the Gryffindor team was practicing. They happened to catch a flying broom and then they happened to fly into the sky. Charlie is going crazy because of these 'coincidences'." At this point, Nymphadora revealed an evil smile. "I'm actually quite happy. In this case, the probability of Hufflepuff winning the Quidditch championship has increased again."
"Then do you know that Charlie has someone he likes?"
Anna put on a gossipy face. "Let me make it clear first. I don't like him. I just want to gossip."
Is it really just that?
Nymphadora had a strange expression on her face. She patted Anna on the shoulder and said, "Wow, as far as I know, there shouldn't be anyone. There's something more important than a woman in Charlie's life — a round fire dragon."
Shirley seemed to have something to say. She looked at Nymphadora and said, "I think Charlie likes you, Dora." Shirley paused. "Not long ago, he asked me what you wanted for Christmas … Sigh … I still said it. He told me not to tell you …"
What?!
The big news that shocked Anna for a year had appeared. Did Charlie really like Professor Remus Lupin's future wife?
Looking at the expression on Nymphadora's face, she might also be shocked for a year. "You really shouldn't have said it!
I don't even know how to face Charlie!
Old Merlin's underwear!
I really treat him as a brother! "
— — —
In the Gryffindor waiting room, Charlie sneezed three or four times in a row. The batter, Laing, raised his eyebrows and looked at him with concern. "Charlie, are you okay?"
"Very good!
I'm very good! "
Charlie rubbed his nose and paused. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes. "This is my last game in school. Laing, I think you know what I'm going to do."
Laing nodded and put on the red wristband. "If you win the Quidditch Cup, you'll confess your love, right?
That's pretty romantic. Whether you die alone with the fire dragon or get a girlfriend depends on this game. Charlie. "Laing patted Charlie on the shoulder." Let me help you. "
"Thanks!" Charlie nodded heavily.
"Hey!
Captain Charlie!
Laing! "
The third-year player, Oliver Wood, was wearing the goalkeeper's uniform and the protective gear was already in place. He was a little excited and hurried over from behind the curtain. "They're all here!
Poisonous horned beasts running wild!
This is my first official game! "
The waiting room was bustling with noise. "Oliver!
It's up to you. Don't let any ball enter the hoop! "" Are there a lot of people outside?
Where are the pretty girls sitting? "" Help me take a look. I keep feeling that there's something wrong with the straps... "
"I'm so pissed!" A young lion rushed in angrily. "I met that monster, Flint!
He said that he would sneak behind Oliver and hit him on the head when the umpire wasn't paying attention! "
Oliver's face turned white and he covered his head.
"That won't happen." Charlie waved his hand. "Okay, quiet down, boys!" This year's Gryffindor players were indeed boys.
Charlie's prestige was indeed good. The waiting room quickly quieted down, compared to the noise outside. "Gryffindor will win!" "Slytherin is invincible!" "Roar —" The clamor reached the ears of every Gryffindor player.
"This is an important moment." Charlie picked up a flying broom and held it in front of him like a scepter. At this moment, Charlie was like a king who was going to the battlefield in person. At least in Oliver's eyes, that was the case. "We have been waiting for this moment. We are all warriors who have been through hundreds of battles. Our sweat has been sprinkled in every corner of this land..."
Charlie paused and looked around. Gryffindor's hot-blooded youths were listening carefully. Although Charlie's encouragement was similar to the last time, they were still quite moved.
"Today, the God of Victory will bless us. We are the best team Gryffindor has had for so many years. We will win, boys!
With the glory of Gryffindor — fight on! "Charlie raised the broom in his hand.
"Fight on!"
The boys cooperated and raised all kinds of things in their hands, including a long bandage and a pair of smelly socks. "For the glory of Gryffindor!"
"Roar —" Gryffindor's waiting room erupted into an extremely loud cheer. Those who did not know would have thought that they had won.
"Okay!"
Charlie lifted the curtain and showed an extremely masculine smile. He pointed to the gradually boiling stadium outside. "Time's up!
Warriors, good luck to everyone! "