Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Chapter 988 Slytherin's Batter

“Ron, how are you feeling?” Ginny asked Ron, "Are you okay? ”

He was staring at the remnants of milk cereal in the bowl like he was seriously considering whether to drown himself in it.

“He's just a little nervous.” Harry said, "It's been tense for a long time. ”

“That's actually a good sign, I find that exams are bad when you're not nervous at all.” Hermione said enthusiastically.

“Honey, I look forward to your performance later.” Lavender came and sat beside Ron with equal enthusiasm.

She didn't go to Ron's previous training and wasn't quite sure what was really going on in Ron.

Anyway, the few times she went, Ron was doing fine, like an excellent goalie, and a great broom.

Ron smiled stiffly and still didn't speak, and Lavender didn't care, but thrilled to say it.

“Well, look how supportive you are. The whole school will be there. When the game is over, you just...”

Ivan thinks it's best that Lavender doesn't go on, and these words of encouragement don't do any good.

Ron became more nervous, and he seemed to realize that nearly a thousand pairs of eyes would be staring at him today.

That's when he saw Luna sneak up from Ravenclaw's table.

“Hello!” He said in a dreamy voice.

He was looked at with amazement, and there were many people in the auditorium looking at Luna, some openly smiling and pointing.

As in the previous year's Griffindor game against Slytherin, she had a lion-shaped hat on her head, but this time the hat became brighter in color and was as big as a real lion's head, shaking it on her head.

Looks like she's made a lot more progress with her transformation than she did in second grade.

“I support Gryffindor.” Luna unnecessarily pointed at her hat and said, "You see what it does. ”

She knocked her hat with a wand, and it opened its mouth and made a realistic lion roar, frightening everyone around her.

The sound is exactly the same as a real lion, and it's so realistic.

“Isn't that nice?” Luna said happily, "I want it to eat a snake that symbolizes Slytherin, but it's too late. ”

“It's not really too hard!” Ivan also took out a wand and lit a little sausage in front of him, "he said.

The sausage rate changes, becomes longer and larger, and the color turns dark green, eventually becoming a Slytherin snake.

It flew past Luna's hat and landed between the lions' mouths, with the tail length wrapped around the claws.

“That's exactly what I want!” Luna nodded and shook her hat.

“It's actually sausage, if you're hungry at the game, you can take it off and eat it.” Ivan said.

“I get it. Anyway, good luck, Ron!” She floated with joy.

Everyone hasn't replied yet, Angelina hastily walked in with Katie and Arya.

“When everyone is ready!” Angelina said, "We'll go straight to the stadium, check the situation, change our clothes. Ginny, you go too, change your uniform, I just asked Mrs. Hodge, she said there could be a replacement, but only if another person really can't compete, and if anything happens, you can always make it up, Gut and Demirza are too small. ”

“I know!” Ginny said, looking a little excited, not as nervous as Ron.

To be honest, how exactly did the Weasley family cultivate? Ron and Ginny were only one year old and grew up in the same environment, but the two had the exact opposite personality. Ginny was much more optimistic than Ron. Is it true that little sister is loved than little brother?!

That's why Ginny is so confident.

Her only weakness was Harry, and after she decided to give up Harry, there was no such weakness!

“You guys go ahead, we'll be right there!” Harry promised her, "Ron wanted some breakfast. ”

“Ivan and I are going to look for a seat on the stand first.” Hermione said, pulling Ivan up and following Angelina outside.

Harry and Lavender stayed with Ron, hoping to cheer him up at the last minute.

“We don't need a seat today. ”

“Lavender wanted to kiss Ron, and he'd be embarrassed when so many of us were there.” Hermione whispered.

“How do you know?” Ivan asked.

“I haven't slept because she said her plans in the dormitory last night.” Hermione replied.

“I'm suddenly curious, what do you normally talk about in the bedroom at night? ”

“Absolutely more open than you think, we...” Hermione suddenly stopped and they came to Slytherin's long table, this time clearly seeing the words on their crowned badge on their chest: Weasley is our King.

“How could they do that, Ron? They'll collapse!” Hermione said angrily, incredibly looking at that silver-light badge, "No, we have to go back and remind Harry that Ron can't see these badges. ”

Indeed, when they returned, they saw Lavender kissing Ron openly in front of many people.

Then she left laughing and Ron seemed sober and touched the place where she was kissed.

Look at Ron, and look at the extraordinarily proud Lavender, Ivan thinks it's better to hold onto something.

If Hermione was so enthusiastic, he couldn't stand it.

More than ten minutes later, they left the castle, took the stone steps and walked into the cold air.

Frosted grass creaks beneath his feet and Ivan and Hermione rush down the slope as the crowd rushes to the stadium.

Without wind, the sky is a uniform pearl white, which means better visibility, but no sunshine.

These are more favourable conditions for goalkeepers, and certainly for the audience below.

Just as Griffindors needed a new goalie, Slytherins recruited new players this year, and their hitters Derek and Pole left, but it wasn't until the last day that they knew who they were looking for to become new hitters.

Don't know if it was Malfoys that eventually identified Montaign as Crab and Gore.

In Angelina's words, that is two ordinary gorillas, and not one that flies very well.

Don't worry, they may not even know the end of the broom.

However, as always, Krabs and Gore continue the Slytherin style of being strong, far beyond what Quiddich players should be, who seem to have given up their skills and are fully prepared to win by their bodies.

What hitter, fuck it, the stick in their hand is for hitting people.