On Saturday, before dawn, Albert was woken up by someone. When he opened his eyes, he saw Fred walking back and forth in the room.
"Ah~" Albert reached out and grabbed the pocket watch on the bed table. While covering his yawn, he looked at the time on the pocket watch with the help of the lamp on the table.
"What the hell are you doing? It's only half past six!"
Albert can understand that Fred, George and even the entire Gryffindor team don't want to lose, but...
"It's no use being nervous. You should take a good rest now and recharge your batteries. Then you will have enough energy to cope with the next Quidditch match later."
"Sorry for waking you up."
The door to the room suddenly creaked open, and George, who had just returned from washing, cast an apologetic expression towards the sleepy Albert.
"I think Albert is right, you should have confidence in yourself." Lee Jordan's voice suddenly sounded in the room.
"Why don't you sleep?" Albert then noticed Lee Jordan. This guy had been staying in the shadows since just now, so he ignored him before he was fully conscious.
"Today is going to be a commentary competition, so of course I have to dress up."
Lee Jordan was playing with his hairstyle in front of the mirror.
To be honest, Albert really didn't know what to do with his curly hair.
"Have you fallen in love with that girl? Maybe I can help you with some ideas and get her." Albert covered his yawn and retracted into the bed. The room was a bit cold. The temperature had dropped sharply recently. It was already outside the house.
There is a tendency to snow.
"By the way, how did you get the most beautiful girl in Ravenclaw?" Lee Jordan changed the topic, obviously being guessed by Albert.
"I directly asked Isobel if she wanted to be my girlfriend, and then she became my girlfriend." Albert said bluntly, "You should be more confident. Only confident boys will be attractive to girls."
"This Christmas, we will give you a copy of "Twelve Tips for Convincing Witches." Fred and George looked at each other and grinned. "We also gave Albert a copy last year."
"That book is quite practical." Albert got his head out of the quilt, closed his eyes and said, "Originally, I planned to give Lee Jordan a Christmas gift, but it seems that this year I can only give an extra large portion of Bibi's All-flavored Beans.
, if you don’t want it, how about I give you a signed book by Lockhart?”
"Extra large Big Beans, thank you." Lee Jordan said angrily, causing Fred and George to burst into laughter.
"Don't worry, there will definitely be surprises for this year's Christmas gifts." Albert planned to give everyone a bottle of glutinous rice wine. The house elf tried brewing it several times and had initially successfully brewed the glutinous rice wine.
"We'll look forward to unpacking the packages. Let's go down first and see you later." The Weasley twins, who were dressed, went downstairs for breakfast early so as not to disturb Albert's rest.
"I will remember to go to the stadium to cheer you on." Albert retracted his head into the sheets and planned to continue sleeping.
When he woke up again? It was already half past nine.
When he arrived at the Great Hall, he found that the Gryffindors were all crowded around the long table, each one looking nervous and taciturn, like prisoners who would be sent to the gallows at any time.
Albert knew that the Gryffindor players were eager to defeat the Slytherin team? Defeating the Nimbus 2001 that the Slytherin team bought with money.
If they lose this Quidditch match, it means that all their hard work and dedication have been defeated by the opponent with galleons. The cruel reality will undoubtedly cause a serious blow to the confidence of the entire team.
However, sometimes, charging money will make you stronger? The reality is so cruel.
What’s even more cruel? After spending money, the Slytherin team lost the game.
Reality is really a rubbish game.
Sure enough, under the halo of Harry Potter's protagonist, Malfoy could only tremble.
While eating? Albert secretly observed Lockhart who was dining at the teacher's desk. The smile on the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's face seemed a bit forced. Something bad happened recently. Lockhart discovered that he was losing his hair.
This discovery made him almost collapse. If he was bald, how would he face his book fans in the future?
Of course, Lockhart didn't know that when he went to bed that night, Albert secretly cut off a small handful of hair, and the hair on the pillow was "accidentally" left behind by Albert while collecting the hair.
What a sad misunderstanding.
Eleven o'clock was approaching, and Albert and Isobel made an appointment to go to the Quidditch pitch to watch the game.
"You look tired?"
"I was woken up in the morning. Fred and George were too nervous. They didn't want to lose to Galleon." Albert raised his head and looked at the sky. The weather today was very bad. There was faint thunder in the sky, and it looked like it might happen at any time.
rain.
"Although it is a bit unfair, it is also part of the game and should be used reasonably within the rules." Isobel commented simply.
"Actually, I feel the same way." Albert said with a smile, "If the Gryffindors collectively received Nimbus 2001, their views would probably be completely different."
"However, they will not lose because of Potter." Albert said meaningfully.
"Because of Potter?" Isobel didn't understand the meaning of Albert's words.
Within a few minutes of the game starting, the Slytherin team took advantage of Nimbus 2001's speed and scored the first goal.
It is still useful for the Malfoy family to add money to the team, and the effect is obvious.
The Gryffindor team was suppressed by the speed of Nimbus 2001, and the score between the two sides was slowly opening up.
"There's something wrong with that Bludger. Someone cast a spell on it." Isobel frowned.
Just now, Harry Potter used very clever dodge skills, rushed towards the audience and then pulled up, successfully letting the Bludger fall into the audience.
"It's useless. Bludgers are always running rampant, and the playing field is so big. I'm afraid not many people will notice this." Albert shook his head and said, "Moreover, even if you raise questions, you will probably be laughed at.
If we conduct an investigation, we will probably be disqualified from the game and lose the game. After all, there is no evidence that the Slytherin team has tampered with the Bludger."
Albert remembered that it seemed to be a house elf disguised to "save" Harry from danger by knocking him off his broom and sending him home seriously injured.
In order not to be saved, Harry was desperately resisting.
Albert, who was observing Harry's bludger through his binoculars, once again marveled at the strange brain circuitry of the house elf, which really left people speechless.
No matter who it is, they probably won’t like being saved in this way!