On Saturday morning, before dawn, Albert was woken up by someone. When he opened his eyes, he saw the culprit walking back and forth in the room.
"Ha~"
While covering his yawn, Albert reached out to grab the pocket watch on the bedside table, squinted his eyes slightly with the help of the lantern on the table, and checked the time on the pocket watch.
"Ha, what the hell are you doing? It's only half past six!"
"Sorry for waking you up."
The door to the room suddenly creaked open, and George, who had just returned from washing, cast an apologetic look at the sleepy Albert.
Albert covered his yawn again. He could understand the feeling of Fred, George and even the entire Gryffindor team not wanting 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."
"Albert is right, you should have confidence in yourselves." Lee Jordan's voice suddenly sounded from the corner of 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.
"I'm going to commentate on the game today, so of course I have to dress up properly." 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.
"Which girl have you fallen in love with? Maybe I can give you some advice and get her." Albert covered his yawn again and retracted into the bed. The room was a bit cold. The temperature has dropped sharply recently. Outside
There is already a tendency to snow.
"By the way, how did you pick up the most beautiful girl in Ravenclaw?" Lee Jordan stiffly changed the subject. It was obvious that Albert had guessed what he was thinking, and he was a little embarrassed.
"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 in yourself. Only confident boys will be attractive to girls."
"We have already decided on your Christmas gift this year, and we will give you a copy of "Twelve Tips for Bewitching Witches."" Fred and George looked at each other and grinned, "We also gave it to Amber last year.
With just one book, he easily picked up the most beautiful girl in Ravenclaw."
"real?"
Lee Jordan raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously not believing Fred and George's lies.
"The content in the book is quite practical." Albert got his head out of the quilt, closed his eyes and started talking nonsense, "Originally, I planned to give you that book as a Christmas gift, but now it seems that I can only give you a very large copy this year.
Bibi’s all-flavored beans. If you don’t want them, can I send you a signed book by Lockhart instead?”
"I'd like an extra-large serving of Big Beans, thank you." Lee Jordan said angrily, causing Fred and George to giggle.
"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 succeeded.
Albert tried it and it tasted very good.
"We will look forward to unpacking the packages on Christmas Day. Let's go down first and see you later." The Weasley twins got dressed and went downstairs to have 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 bed and planned to continue sleeping.
When he opened his eyes and woke up again, it was already half past nine in the morning.
After getting dressed and coming to the auditorium, he found that the Gryffindors were all crowded around the long dining table. They were all taciturn and nervous, 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 and defeat the Nimbus 2001 that the Slytherin team bought with galleons.
If they lose this Quidditch match, it means that their hard work and dedication in the past two months have been easily defeated by the opponent with galleons. Such a cruel reality will undoubtedly have a serious impact on the enthusiasm and confidence of the entire team.
of blow.
However, sometimes, charging money will make you stronger, and the reality is so cruel.
But what's even more cruel is that after flushing the money, I also lost the game.
Reality is really a rubbish game.
Sure enough, under the halo of Harry Potter's protagonist, Malfoy could only tremble.
The real protagonist can do whatever he wants.
While eating, Albert secretly observed Lockhart who was dining at the teacher's table. The smile on the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's face seemed a little forced. Something bad had happened recently. Lockhart found that he had started to lose his hair.
, this discovery almost made him collapse.
If you are bald, how will you face your book fans in the future?
Of course, Lockhart didn't know that when he was sleeping that night, Albert sneaked into his room and cut off a small amount of hair from his head. The hair on the pillow was what Albert was collecting.
It was "accidentally" left on it.
By the way, this is a really sad misunderstanding.
Eleven o'clock was approaching, and Albert and Isobel made an appointment to go to the Quidditch field to watch the game.
"You look tired?" Looking at Albert who was yawning as he walked, Isobel raised an eyebrow and asked, "Did you stay up late again last night?"
"No, I was woken up this morning. Fred and George were too nervous. They didn't want to lose to Galleons." Albert raised his head and looked at the sky. The weather today was a bit bad. There was faint thunder in the sky, and it could happen at any time.
It will rain.
"Although it is a bit unfair, it is also part of the game. If it is used reasonably within the rules, I would probably do the same thing." Isobel commented simply.
"Actually, I feel the same way." Albert followed everyone into the stadium and found an empty seat to sit down. "If Gryffindor collectively received Nimbus 2001, their views would probably be completely different."
"However, they will not lose because they have Potter." Albert said meaningfully as he looked at the Gryffindor team entering the stadium.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Because of Potter?" Isobel did not understand the meaning of Albert's words.
The game started quickly with the whistle, and within a few minutes, 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. Every Slytherin player's confidence has skyrocketed.
The Gryffindor team soon fell into a tough battle. They were 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 and pointed in the direction of Harry Potter.
Just now, Harry Potter used very superb dodge skills to successfully lead the Bludger to the Slytherin auditorium, causing chaos there.
"It's useless. Bludgers are always running rampant. The playing field is so big, I'm afraid not many people will notice this." Albert said calmly, "Also, even if you raise questions, you will probably be met by Slytherin.
If you ask for an investigation, you 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 the Bludger seemed to be a house elf in disguise, with the purpose of knocking Harry off his broomstick, causing him to be seriously injured and sent home, hoping to save Harry from the threat of the basilisk.
Click "Rescue" to get out.
In order not to be "saved", Harry Potter was desperately resisting the Bludger coming towards him, and staged a chase battle on the court.
Albert looked at the bludger chasing Harry through binoculars, thinking that he would make a few similar things one day. If he encountered a basilisk someday, he would let it point at the basilisk.
If his eyes fly, he might be able to use it to blind the basilisk's eyes. The blinded basilisk will have nothing to fear, and he will have the confidence to fight back.
But having said that, the weird brain circuitry of house elves is really speechless. No matter who it is, they probably won’t like to be saved in this way!