Chapter 995: The Competition Begins

At the same time, Snape's bias was also obvious. .

He was always pre-renting the pitch for the Slytherins, making it difficult for the Gryffindors to find a place to practice.

He also turned a deaf ear to reports of Slytherins attempting to entrap Gryffindor players with magic in the corridors. When Alicia Spinnet was taken to the school hospital with her eyebrows growing over her eyes and mouth, Snape insisted that she had used the Hair Growth Charm herself, and refused to listen to the testimony of fourteen witnesses.

They had clearly seen Miles Bledge, the Slytherin keeper, bewitching her from behind in the library.

As a result, the first external activity of Dumbledore's Army was to protect the members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

Gryffindor was getting better and better, and they hadn't lost to Slytherin since Harry joined the team.

They are full of confidence and believe that they will definitely win this upcoming game.

The only change and weakness this semester is probably Ron, but he has improved a lot compared to before. In one memorable training session, with one hand hanging from his broom, he kicked the Quaffle away from the goalposts so hard that it flew across the pitch and through the middle ring of the opponent's goal.

Everyone who saw this scene thought that this save was comparable to the ball that Ireland's world-class goalkeeper Barry Ryan made against Poland's best chaser Ladis Lozamoski not long ago, it was simply world-class The level of Hogwarts in recent years, the most exciting save, classic fantasy action.

Even Fred said that Ron might still make him and George proud, and they were seriously considering admitting to being related to him.

He told Ron that they'd been trying to deny it for over a decade.

But Ron has a problem, that is, he is too nervous and cares too much about the opinions of other people around him.

His biggest weakness is that he loses confidence when he makes a mistake, gets upset when he misses a ball and ends up conceding more.

The Slytherins quickly discovered this. After they could no longer attack the Gryffindor players at will, they changed their tactics and used words to attack. In fact, for the old players, this tactic was a bit more It doesn't work either.

Take Harry, for example, of course he's used to the bullshit they've been bragging about for more than four years. So something like "Hey Potter, I heard Warrington swear he's going to knock you off the broom Saturday" doesn't make him cringe at all, it just makes him smile.

And, he would reply, "Warrington's aim is so bad, I'd be more worried if he was going to hit the guy next to me."

And, by laughing back loudly, the person who intimidated him was not amused.

But Ron hadn't been through the relentless barrage of insults, taunts, and intimidation when some seventh-year Slytherins whispered to him in the hallway, "Is there a bed booked in the school hospital, Weasley? "

He didn't smile, but his face turned a little green.

And when Malfoy and others imitated Ron's poor performance when he missed the Quaffle and hit the ground directly and the previous few times, Ron's ears were red, his hands were shaking, and everything he held in his hands would drop.

All in all, a busy October came to a blustery end and November is upon us.

The weather is as cold as freezing iron, and every morning is a layer of hard frost, and the icy wind cuts hands and cheeks.

The sky and the ceiling of the Great Hall turned a pale blue-gray, and the mountains around Hogwarts were capped with snow.

The temperature in the castle had dropped so much that many students wore thick dragonskin gloves when they rested in the corridors between classes.

The morning of the game was sunny and cold, and Ron also entered the most tense stage.

That morning, Ron had been sitting on his bed, his eyes were glazed over, his face was pale, and he was sweating profusely, as if he was accidentally hit by his own slug spell a long time ago, except that he didn't really spit out the slug.

Facing the encouragement from Ivan, Harry, Hermione and others, he just kept nodding numbly.

"Ron, are you all right?"

Ron nodded, but said nothing.

"Don't be too nervous, you just have to show the performance in training."

Ron nodded again, staring at the asterisk in his hand.

"You need some breakfast!"

Ron nodded, stood up stiffly, and followed them out.

Several people looked at each other. This state is not good. I can only hope that he will perform better after playing.

When they entered the auditorium, it was rapidly filling up, the voices were louder than usual, and the atmosphere was more enthusiastic.

As they passed the Slytherin table, they heard a commotion.

There, almost everyone wore a crown-shaped silver badge over a silver and green scarf and hat.

"What's on those badges?" Harry asked suspiciously.

"I don't know, I can't see clearly, probably imitating what we did before. Go, don't stand here." Hermione said.

In the previous year, when the Gryffindor team played against the Slytherin team, Ivan, Hermione, and Sirius made nearly a thousand badges and slogans for free and distributed them to Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Raffles. The students of Winclaw College, as well as those hot air balloons and promotional posters floating outside the stadium, made the whole venue become the home of the Gryffindor team, leaving a deep impression on people.

In terms of momentum, the Slytherin team had already lost at that time.

They were greeted warmly at the Gryffindor table, where everyone wore gold and red scarves and hats.

Angelina asked them to put the Firebolt and Star Reacher in the center of the long table, so that everyone could clearly see the three brooms.

This undoubtedly put a lot of pressure on Slytherin, but instead of cheering Ron up, it seemed to suck the last bit of morale from him.

He slumped down on the nearest stool, as if his severed meal was in front of him.

"I must be crazy to do that!" he whispered hoarsely. "Crazy!"

"Don't talk nonsense," said Harry sternly, handing him some cereal. "You're fine, it's normal to be nervous."

"No, I'm a piece of shit!" said Ron. "I'm useless. I can't play. What was I thinking?"

"Don't be discouraged," said Harry firmly, "that save with your foot that day, even Fred and George said it was brilliant."

Ron looked at Harry in pain, then his eyes turned to the cheering people.

"It was an accident!" he whispered pitifully, expressing his heart and reality. , "It hit itself. I slipped off the broom, and you didn't see it. I happened to kick the Quaffle when I was trying to climb up."

"Oh!" Harry quickly recovered from this disappointing accident, "A few more accidents like this and we've won, haven't we?"

"Yeah, Ron, you can do it, you have no technical problems!"

Alvin, Hermione, and Ginny sat opposite them, wearing gold and red scarves and gloves.

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