Chapter 224 The calm before the storm is coming

Gryffindor's next Quidditch match was against Hufflepuff, scheduled for early May, or if one needs to be more precise, the second Saturday in May.

The weather in May was better than that in April. It was sunny outside on Saturday morning. The thin sunlight reflected on the tip of the gray and black tower. The pleasant breeze gently blew the red and yellow colors on the Quidditch pitch. Flag, it was the perfect weather for a Quidditch game.

Harry, Ron and Hermione came out of the Gryffindor common room together, chatting and laughing as they walked towards the Great Hall on the first floor of the castle, preparing to have a sumptuous pre-game breakfast there.

This good mood was not just due to the good weather outside the castle, even though Harry did feel happy for a while after seeing the sun. After all, although their team always trains in heavy rain, after all, who doesn't want to play on a sunny and breezy day like this?

Of course, the more important reason is that Harry, who is already in his second year, is no longer the first-year rookie who just participated in the Quidditch match. He will be extremely nervous before the game.

It is undeniable that the Hufflepuff team is indeed a very strong opponent, and their seeker Cedric is also a very good little badger, but the Gryffindor team is not weak at all.

The most important thing is that whether it is Gryffindor or Hufflepuff, the broomsticks they use are all within the range of normal students, and there is no product of the Nimbus 2000 series or above.

In fact, the best broomstick among the two teams is Harry's own Nimbus 2000, and it is this broomstick that gives him great confidence and courage to face the upcoming game.

Of course, captain Wood's brutal training is also one of the sources of Harry's confidence.

Entering the Great Hall, Harry smiled and greeted Wood, then sat down at the Gryffindor team's table, with Ron and Hermione sitting closely beside him.

A short while later, Fred flew into the auditorium on the first floor on his homemade flying skateboard, closely followed by his twin brother George. Although there are rules in the castle that do not allow the use of dangerous magic items in the corridors, Filch is a strict enforcer of this rule. But to the Weasley twins, what does this little resistance mean?

Besides, using flying skateboards to cheer up the team members is a unique reserved event that Fred and George will perform before every game. This is something that no other college team has.

After Fred performed several fancy flying postures in the sky, he landed on the ground and put away the skyboard. Then he sat down opposite Harry, and George completed the action like a mirror.

Fred took the plate full of eggs handed over by Wood, laughed and said to Harry: "Yo! It seems that our Seeker is really confident today!"

"Do you know what that means, Fred?" George also took the plate in Wood's other hand, which was also full of scrambled eggs. "That means he can finish within five minutes." Contest!"

"I think your statement is wrong, George." Fred pretended to be serious, "Five minutes was Harry's record last year, and this year he will definitely end the game within three minutes!"

"You're absolutely right!" George laughed and patted the table hard, "That way we don't have to work so hard to hit those weird Bludgers!"

"But speaking of Bludgers, Wood, have you made sure that all the equipment that will be used in this game are properly locked in Mrs. Hooch's office? Will it be like last time?" The team chased the ball. Angelina, one of the players, suddenly remembered the violent Bludger from the last game, and couldn't help but asked Captain Wood with some worry.

"Don't worry, Angelina. I confirmed it with Mrs. Huo Qi yesterday. Those golf equipment are all unopened new balls. Although they are not as smooth as before, they are safer after all." Wood affirmed. He nodded, "No one would joke with a Seeker's life!"

"Why do I remember that someone didn't say that before?" Fred looked at his twin brother with a strange smile, "George, do you still remember?"

"Either catch the Golden Snitch before Malfoy or die on the field, Harry, because we have to win today, we have to win!" George imitated Wood's last game with Slytherin verbatim. what I said when.

In fact, Harry felt that the expression on George's face was exactly the same as Wood's expression that time.

The other team members laughed together, and for a moment, the Gryffindor table was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

"Eat, eat." Wood blushed and kept adding scrambled eggs to the players' plates. "The game will start soon. You all need to have a good breakfast."

The laughter at the dinner table became even louder.

After breakfast, Harry left the Great Hall with Ron and Hermione and headed to Gryffindor Tower to pack up his competition supplies, including a Nimbus 2000, a competition-specific bright red robe, and a complete set of protective gear.

When the three of them went down to the fourth floor, they met Chang Chu who was walking down from the Sitara Winclaw Common Room, but what made Hermione feel a little strange was that this time Chang Chu was not accompanied by Wright.

"Senior, where is Wright? Why didn't you come down with him today?" Hermione couldn't help but ask.

In Hermione's impression, Wright and Chang Chu were almost inseparable two-piece dolls. No matter where they went, they could be seen acting together.

Of course, this semester, there seems to be a first-year Slytherin girl named Villita by Wright's side, but due to the college and curriculum, the frequency of her and Wright's separate appearances together is still relatively rare.

"Isn't Wright practicing Animagus recently?" Chang Chu said, "These days have reached a critical moment, so in order to avoid accidents, he decided not to watch the game today."

"There are still people who don't go to Quidditch to learn magic?" Ron's eyes widened in shock, "What kind of monster is this? It's simply scarier than Hermione!"

Hermione couldn't help but glare at Ron.

"Well, I also think it's strange that Wright doesn't like Quidditch." Chang Chu said helplessly, "Although I persuaded him in the common room for a long time, he still decided not to come to watch the game. It's really A dead brain."

While talking, the four of them had already reached the stairs to the second floor.

Just as he stepped onto the marble stairs on the first floor, Harry suddenly heard the strange voice again.

"This time...let me tear it apart...let me tear it apart..." The voice was low and hoarse, not like what a normal person could say.

Harry shouted: "That voice! I heard it again! Did you hear it?"

Ron and Chang Chu shook their heads blankly. If they were asked to describe Harry at this time, it would be a sudden convulsion. There is absolutely no more appropriate description than this.

However, Hermione suddenly reached out and slapped her forehead hard.

"Harry, I seem to understand something. I want to go to the library." Hermione took Chang Chu's hand, and the two hurried away, heading towards the library upstairs.