Chapter 338 Dim and Suddenly Bright

Thick, cotton-padded clouds stood over the Quidditch pitch, and a bleak cold wind blew from the direction of the Forbidden Forest. The icy chill penetrated through the gaps in the clothes, making people shiver uncontrollably.

"Attention everyone! First fly 20 laps to warm up, and then do confrontation training!"

As Oliver Wood blew the whistle, the team's seven starters and two substitute goalkeepers stood up from the ground and flew quickly around the court on broomsticks of different styles. Their clothes and brooms flew through the air, making hunting sounds.

After the warm-up, the team was divided into two groups for confrontation training. The members of Group A were substitute goalkeeper Ron Weasley, batter Fred Weasley, and chaser Katie Bell; Mike McLaggen, George Weasley, and Arya Spinnet. Angelina Johnson served as a free agent to coordinate the passing game on both sides.

Starting Keeper Wood Oliver piloted the Firebolt to practice against Harry as a Seeker.

The goalkeepers of both sides will be exchanged every game. This is a quick running-in method discussed by Wood and Ron.

The broom shot through the air and left an afterimage, leaving behind the brilliant red of Gryffindor's robes. Quidditch training was in full swing.

A golden light flashed away.

The moment the Golden Snitch appeared, the Firebolt controlled by Wood immediately accelerated and headed towards the direction of the Golden Snitch.

Harry's breathing was a little rapid, but he was not impatient at all. He knew how fast the Firebolt was, and he would definitely not be able to catch up with the Nimbus 2000 under him.

Calmly recalling the direction in which the Golden Snitch disappeared, Harry quickly flew toward the stands in the other direction, as if he had discovered the latest trace of the Golden Snitch.

As expected, goalkeeper Wood, who was still too inexperienced as a seeker, saw his movement and flew towards the stands at a faster speed.

When the two sides were about to turn to the stands, Harry suddenly turned and accelerated in the other direction. Wood dodged without haste and hit the curtain of the stands, falling to the ground along the soft curtain. Fortunately, the ground of the Quidditch field was soft and the curtains were cushioning, so Wood was not injured and quickly took off again on his broomstick.

Harry was already holding the Golden Snitch in mid-air, waiting for him with a smile.

Wood lightly swept him with the tail of his broom: "The deformation of Wronski's feint? Seeker Harry Potter, I dare say that even if Joseph Wronski himself comes, he will not do it better than you." outstanding."

Harry couldn't help but grinned a bit proudly. Just as they were about to continue training, an angry voice came from the other side of the court:

"You did it on purpose! You must have done it on purpose!"

The new substitute goalkeeper Cormac McLagan is tall and round. Even if he stands still, he can probably block the three goals tightly. At this moment, he is shouting: "Those two hits." The golfer and that guy are brothers, and they are favoring him and giving him the ball on purpose!”

George and Fred were riding broomsticks around the scoring ring. They didn't look angry at all when they were slandered. Instead, they had a faint smile, which seemed a bit mocking.

McLaggen became even more angry: "Look, you admitted it, right? You deliberately gave the ball to that little Weasley, and deliberately made things difficult for me when it was my turn."

"That's enough!" Wood came closer riding a Firebolt, "McLaggen, apologize to George and Fred!"

"Hey! Captain Wood, you should really take a look at what just happened!" McLagan shouted to Wood in a confident tone, "That Weasley saved a lot of balls, much more than during the selection. If they hadn't Cheating, I'd rather eat a pound of Hu Meizi's eggs."

Ron's smile faded because of his extraordinary performance. He looked at his two brothers blankly, not sure whether he saved the ball with his own strength or whether George and Fred really gave it away.

The twins, still with faint smiles on their faces, circled the scoring ring on their broomsticks, seemingly ignoring McLaggen.

"I said, apologize!" Wood said seriously.

"Oh," McLagan said nonchalantly, "well, I'm sorry..."

He muttered an apology or two in a low voice, and his tone was so perfunctory that Wood frowned: "Cormac McLagan, if you can't fully trust your teammates, you can quit the team now."

The veins on McLaggen's temples were pulsing, and just when Harry thought he was going to make a scene, he made an ugly face at Ron, screamed into the air, and flew back to the goalkeeper's position. , seems to have given in.

Wood turned to look at Ron with an equally serious expression: "This is what I want to tell you, Ron. On the field, you must give all your trust to your teammates."

"I completely trust them..." Ron shrank his head and looked at his two brothers and said weakly, "But I don't trust myself very much, so were you really taking care of me just now?"

Angelina flew over and knocked him on the head: "What are you thinking? Even if the two of them take care of you, are the rest of us also taking care of you?"

Ron immediately breathed a sigh of relief and looked relaxed.

The twins, who had been smirking, flew over, one of them bumped into him, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Ronnie, we can't wait for you to lose."

"I won't lose!" Ron shouted angrily, "When Wood graduates, I will be the captain of the team, and I will train you two hard then!"

When the surrounding team members heard this, they almost fell off their brooms with laughter.

Only Wood looked a little ugly.

Everyone laughed for a while and were about to continue training while swinging their brooms. Another red-haired Weasley suddenly flew up from below, riding the eliminated training broom "Meteor". The speed was very slow and a bit stumbling. .

"Captain Wood, I want to run for Seeker!"

Ginny's voice came to everyone before her. The girl's face was filled with a warm smile, as dazzling as the little sun that suddenly rose.

…

From the window seat outside the library, you can vaguely see the scene on the Quidditch field. Players wearing crimson uniforms are galloping freely. Four red-haired Weasleys are mixed in, and they can be seen from a distance. .

A young wizard with light brown hair walked over with a serious face and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Morgan!"

Loren's face became solemn and he responded in a deep voice: "What's wrong, Mr. Finnigan?"

"I received a piece of information about potions, but I couldn't verify its authenticity, so I came to ask you for confirmation. This is related to the future of the empire, please, Mr. Morgan."

"For the empire, this is my honor!" Loren nodded, dug out the Potions paper from his homework, and handed it over solemnly.

Seamus also took the assignment solemnly and looked at Loren with gratitude: "The Empire will not forget your contribution, and honor your name, Loren Morgan!"

"All for the Empire!"

"goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

Hermione: "..."

Seeing the two people's contrived movements and deliberately fake accents, and after Seamus left, Hermione couldn't help but complain in a low voice: "It was obviously a matter of copying homework, but you made it into an epic."

"Hey, how can you say that, Miss Hermione Granger." Loren looked at her seriously and said seriously, "Everything is for the glory of the empire."

Hermione was silent for a moment, lowered her head without saying a word and continued to complete her ancient runes homework.

However, Loren stepped forward again: "Miss Granger, the Empire now needs to requisition your astronomy homework."

As Loren spoke, he pulled out an astronomy paper from a pile of completed homework, happily preparing to take the dross and discard the essence - Hermione's paper was too long, so she only needed to excerpt a few corners. That's enough to deal with Professor Aurora Sinistra.

"Huh? How did you succeed so easily?"

Loren, who got the homework, suddenly frowned and looked at Hermione in confusion.

Hermione couldn't help rolling her eyes: "Is there something wrong? Am I the kind of person who requires you to complete all your homework seriously?"

"..."

Loren was silent for a moment, "No, isn't it?"

Hermione gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and resolutely snatched back her homework: "Yes, I am, you must strictly complete this paper on Pluto!"

Loren scratched his head, somewhat confused about the situation.

…

Sunday, November 28th.

After sunset and before moonrise, there is light rain like silk threads floating near the castle. It is impossible to see the rain under the dim sky, but when you stretch out your hand to cover it, the rain falls gently on your sleeves. On your wrist, the refreshing and cool feeling penetrates into your heart.

The sky is very clear, and the night is pure black, waiting for the full moon to peek out of the darkness, illuminating the world at night with its soft and faint brilliance.

The little wizards lined up and followed Professor McGonagall, taking small steps towards the edge of the Forbidden Forest, followed by Professor Lupin who was watching them.

These are all members of the Animagus teaching class. A few members who have completed oral administration of mandrake leaves will bury the secret medicine tonight, and more new members are here to watch and learn.

Without an umbrella, they relied on their warm hearts to blow away the cold rain, while the little wizards chatted.

"Ginny, I didn't expect you to fly so well. From a seeker's perspective, you fly much better than Wood!" Harry praised happily.

Ginny's cheeks were a little red, which was not obvious in the dark environment: "Thank you, thank you."

A week has passed since she rashly proposed to join the team. Under the persuasion and coaxing of Angelina and the twins, Wood unexpectedly left Ginny behind, saying that he would wait and see after a while, and he would free up time for training. The two substitute keepers asked Harry to take her through basic Seeker exercises.

It’s called practice, but it’s actually teaching. Some of the specific rules of Quidditch, the Seeker's precautions, and basic tactics were all explained to Ginny bit by bit by Harry.

After two weeks, she had made great progress, at least Harry felt that she had made great progress.

Fred came over laughing and said: "Come on Ginny, when you replace Harry as Seeker, there will be four Weasleys on the Gryffindor team. This is the Weasley family team!" "

"You're right Fred." George's voice changed. "But I think the biggest obstacle to this plan is the goalkeeper. Don't you think so, Ronnie?"

"No, no, no, George, the other one of the four Weasleys I mentioned is-Charlie Weasley!"

"You two!" Ron gritted his teeth, feeling humiliated. "I'm going to spit out the mandrake blades in your mouths!"

He yelled and rushed forward, while the twin brothers circled around Percy with howl and smiles.

Percy's temples bulged a few times, and he had a hunch that if he didn't stay away from here as soon as possible, he would be the one who got damaged on the Mandrake Blade.

At the end of the team, Professor Lupine looked at the laughing and chasing scene in front of him with a gentle smile on his lips.

"Professor, how are you feeling now?"

Hermione, who was walking aside, asked worriedly. She was worried that Professor Lupine would transform in front of others.

Professor Lupin replied: "I feel pretty good and my mind is very clear. Don't worry Hermione, the moon hasn't appeared yet."

Loren said thoughtfully: "Since he can maintain his sanity after transformation, Professor Lupine can disguise himself as an Animagus and treat it as a teaching demonstration."

Lupine smiled and shook his head, ignoring Loren's ridiculous idea.

"Professor, when Harry's father and the others were studying the Animagus, did you study with them?" Hermione asked.

"Yes." Professor Luping nodded, "They referenced a lot of my ideas on how to maintain rationality and balance animality."

Animagus...werewolf...sanity...

Raindrops fell from the dark night, and the cool touch penetrated into his mind. Loren felt some thoughts floating in the rain, but it was elusive.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked excitedly: "Then why didn't you learn the Animagus, Professor?"

Lupine laughed dumbly: "Have you forgotten? A werewolf cannot stay sane during a full moon, and cannot even perform the first step of the Animagus ritual..."

Lupine suddenly froze, and his voice gradually weakened until he was completely silent.

"Professor, you discovered it too!"

Loren lowered his voice, but in Lupine's ears, the sound was as if he had been blessed with a loud voice, deafening: "The magic power of the full moon will trigger the strange magic power in the werewolf, causing the werewolf to lose control and deform. Then if the werewolves are under the full moon, What about the animal that transformed into an animal that lost its magic power this night?”

Hermione's thoughts were racing and she quickly connected: "The animals transformed into Animagus do not have magic power in their bodies. If there is no magic power, theoretically, they will not be induced to transform by the full moon - compared to purchasing expensive wolves for a long time. Poison potion and a humanoid restoration spell that is difficult to promote, this way of coping is simply cheap!"

Lupine did not speak, his face turned red with excitement, and his lips began to tremble. The trembling quickly spread to his whole body, as if a surging heat wave was brewing, and even the dense cold rain could not extinguish it.

The full moon has not yet cleared away the clouds and mist, but there is already a glimmer of light illuminating the way forward.