Chapter 470 Gryffindor’s Pitching Machine Is Back!

Looking at the contents of the letter, Luna laughed.

The roommates on the side were very surprised.

"Who sent you the letter? Your father? It seems that he didn't send you that nonsense newspaper this time," Aurora said mockingly.

Luna paid no attention to her intention and kept the letter away as she was about to care about herself.

But Aurora was angry that she ignored her attitude and snatched the letter away.

As soon as it caught her eye, Aurora noticed the conspicuous signature at the bottom of the envelope and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Ivan Hals is he the letter he sent you?"

When the other little witches heard this, they also crowded forward to watch, and they all saw the contents on the envelope.

"Can you return the letter to me?" Luna said, with a hint of displeasure in her plain tone.

Aurora had no intention of returning it, but asked suspiciously. "You couldn't have forged this letter, right? Ivan Hals is going to participate in the Quidditch match. Why did he send you a letter in such a roundabout way? Could it be better to just come over and tell you no?"

The other little witches in the dormitory didn't believe it either.

As Aurora said, we are all in the same school and so close to each other. For such a trivial matter, we have to write a letter and send it?

So maybe Luna faked it herself, pretending to have a famous friend to cope with their ridicule.

Although this is very strange and it is impossible for normal people to do this, the other party is a crazy girl from Ravenclaw, and no one can guess her thoughts.

"Return the letter to me, Aurora!" Luna emphasized again, with an unhappy look almost written on her face.

Aurora giggled, not paying attention to Luna at all, and seemed to plan to show this letter to more people.

Luna directly drew out her wand and pointed it at the opponent!

"All petrified!"

An ethereal voice sounded in the dormitory, and a white beam of light instantly shot out from the top of the wand.

The smile on Aurora's face stopped and turned into a look of horror.

She didn't expect that Luna would actually attack her. She couldn't react at all and could only watch as she was hit by the beam.

In just a moment, Aurora felt that her body was quickly becoming hard, and then her consciousness stayed at this second.

Luna's sudden outburst was beyond everyone's expectations, and all the roommates who were originally laughing at her were frightened.

"Oh my god, how dare you attack Aurora with magic?"

"You're done, I'm going to tell Professor Flitwick!"

"Look at her! I'll notify the prefect to come over."

After these little witches came to their senses, they all reprimanded angrily and horrifiedly. Some even pointed their wands at Luna, but they still didn't have the guts to do it.

Luna simply ignored them and pretended they didn't exist. She stepped forward and took the letter back from Aurora's hand, folded it and put it away. Finally, she looked at the graffitied sign with some distress. .

Fortunately, Luna quickly recalled that the cleaning spell Ivan taught her in the corridor a month ago might come in handy.

That’s not how it should be used!

Luna was thinking, waving her wand with a strange melody and whispering to herself softly.

"Clean up!"

The wind of magic swept over the sign, just like an eraser, brushing away the messy traces of pictures on it, revealing the true face of the sign.

Originally, the golden writing on it was enchanted, so it was naturally not affected by the cleaning spell.

The little witch nodded with great satisfaction.

Cleansing spell, she's learned it

Two days passed in a blink of an eye. Ivan jumped repeatedly in the intertwining of study and training. He could not relax all day long. It was not until the day of the Quidditch match that Ivan could breathe a sigh of relief.

But the other Quidditch players were just the opposite, they were all extremely nervous.

Because this time the gap between their score and Slytherin was really too big. The 150 points gained by catching the Golden Snitch alone were not enough to close the gap.

"alright,"

As the door to the arena opened, Ivan mounted his Firebolt and flew out of the arena from the passage.

The ring seats that were originally empty during training were already filled with people. The young wizards enthusiastically held up various signs to cheer for their academy teams, cheering and applauding constantly.

Along with these, what came to Ivan's ears was Jordan's very enthusiastic explanation voice.

"The Gryffindor team is playing now! As we all know, because Harry accidentally fell from the sky due to the influence of dementors in the previous game, he unexpectedly lost to the Hufflepuff team and was Slytherin opened up a gap of more than 100 points

This is extremely unfair. If he can compete with Cedric without being affected, Harry will definitely catch the Golden Snitch."

While explaining, Jordan couldn't help but bring some personal emotions. In the middle of the speech, he actually started to discuss what would happen if Gryffindor won the last game.

It wasn't until Professor McGonagall glared at him fiercely that Jordan quickly changed his words and got down to business.

But when he glanced at each player and was about to talk about the staffing, he was surprised to see Ivan wearing a Gryffindor uniform and riding a broom on the field.

"It's Ivan Hals! Oh my God, what a surprise he actually entered the competition! It's the Firebolt!! Harry actually has one of the latest concept-level broomsticks. We, Gryffindor, are saved!"

Jordan shouted excitedly. Under the blessing of the Loud Curse, his voice even drowned out the cheers of the audience and continued to echo on the court.

Like Jordan, many little wizards on the field also discovered that the Gryffindor team had replaced a player, and Ivan, who originally claimed not to participate, appeared on the field again.

The little lions of Gryffindor were overjoyed. Because the score gap was too big, they actually had no expectations for this game. They thought they were going to lose today's Quidditch trophy, but Ivan's appearance Let them rekindle their hope!

After all, Ivan scored 25 goals in a single game last year, which is really impressive.

Ivan rode the Firebolt and circled the field with others, enjoying the cheers of the crowd.

However, just as he passed by the Gryffindor seat, he heard a strange words mixed in with the cheers.

"Great, our Gryffindor pitching machine is back!"

Ivan almost fell off his broom when he heard this.

Did that bastard say that?

Ivan suddenly turned his head and looked over. There were many people sitting in the direction where the voice came from, but Ivan still judged the owner of the voice from the familiar voice - Seamus Finnigan!