Snape limped away, and Filch could only follow him regretfully.

He had thought that he could finally reopen the dungeon this time, but it turned out to be a false alarm.

“That’s not fair!”

Fred curled his lips in the direction Snape left and said unhappily, "There are obviously three Hufflepuffs, why did he only deduct points from Gryffindor?"

"Maybe I just said it casually. Don't worry about the details." Kyle patted his shoulder and said seriously, "Here, on behalf of all Hufflepuffs, I would like to express my sincerest gratitude to Gryffindor."

Fred put his hand on Kyle's arm and said with equal seriousness, "In return, Gryffindor hopes to make a request."

"No." Kyle refused without even thinking.

"Hey, I haven't told you what it is yet..."

"Nothing!"

"Let's talk about this later..." Cedric frowned and said, "Did you notice that Professor Snape's leg seems to be injured."

"We knew about this a few days ago."

George shrugged and said, "When he was teaching us Potions class, he almost stood there the whole time and never moved once. This was absolutely impossible before."

"From that moment on, we suspected that something was wrong with his leg."

"And we found blood on the floor of the Potions class, but no little wizard was injured that day."

Fred and George chatted with each other and soon told each other the clues they had found before.

"No wonder I rarely see him lately."

Cedric asked in confusion: "But don't you find it strange? This is Hogwarts, why is Professor Snape so badly injured?"

"Who knows." Fred thought for a moment and said, "Maybe he went to the Forbidden Forest. I heard that he often went there to collect some potion materials. Maybe he encountered some dangerous magical animals."

"It's possible that he went to the restricted area." George reminded: "Don't forget that all the professors were looking for the troll in the castle on Halloween. Maybe he went there and was bitten by the three-headed dog."

As they talked, several people left the corridor.

Although Snape and Filch had left, no one knew whether they would suddenly come back.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, it is better to stay away from here.

Afterwards, the twins were going back to Gryffindor Tower, and the group separated at the stairs.

Kyle and Cedric went downstairs and headed towards the Hufflepuff common room.

As for Connor, she said she had something to do at the library and left halfway.

…

The following week, Kyle became even busier, and so did everyone else. They had to spend at least an hour every day in the empty classroom to tinker with new products.

It wasn't until the second week that the Quidditch game finally began.

It was a clear and cold morning, the restaurant was filled with the tempting smell of grilled sausages, and everyone was looking forward to an exciting Quidditch match, chatting happily at the table.

"The first match is between Gryffindor and Slytherin."

Cedric ate ​​the bread and looked at the schedule he had sorted out and said, "They are the first game, and then it will be us and Ravenclaw."

"Gryffindor..." Mikel, who was standing next to him, listened and asked thoughtfully, "Isn't their seeker the first-year student named Potter?"

There were never any secrets at Hogwarts, and despite Wood's strict defense, the news that Harry had become a seeker was leaked.

It's just that the content of the discussion is both good and bad.

Some people think he will be a great player, while others are dismissive of it.

For example, Malfoy from Slytherin has publicly stated more than once that they will hold up the mattress and run after Harry to prevent him from falling.

Everyone else was only concerned about whether Harry was playing well or not, except Malfoy, who was worried about whether he would fall.

Tsk, maybe they are true love.

Everyone raised their heads and looked towards the Gryffindor table.

Harry was sitting there with an irritable look on his face, surrounded by a group of people holding sausages or toast in their hands, as if they were urging him to eat something.

"He looked nervous," Mikel said.

"It's always like this for the first time participating in a competition...well, at least for most people."

Cedric was halfway through his speech when he suddenly saw Kyle who was calmly eating toast.

He was also a newcomer participating in the competition for the first time, but he didn't look nervous at all, and was completely no different from usual.

At this time, Fred and George suddenly walked into the auditorium, but instead of sitting down to eat, they just walked around and left.

After seeing them, Kyle, Connor, Cedric, and Ravenclaw's Qiu immediately hurriedly finished their breakfast and stood up and left the hall at the same time.

They followed Fred and George all the way to the entrance passage to the Quidditch pitch.

I don't know when a wooden shelf appeared here, on which various cheering props emitting blue light were neatly placed.

There are bottles that can make a lion's roar, and there are also fluorescent sticks made in the shape of snakes that can fly in the air.

Those flickering blue lights seemed to dispel the cold; the closer you got to the shelf, the more obvious the warm feeling became.

"The Bluebell Fire Charm...what a genius idea." Fred touched the shelf and said, "Finally, those little wizards don't have to watch the game in the cold."

The Bluebell Fire Spell is a magical spell. Although it contains the word "fire", the temperature is not high, only about 50 degrees. It can even be placed directly on the hand.

And it looks pretty, too, like a blue bellflower.

"Everything is here." George said, "We need to enter the court early in a while, and we may not be able to help."

"It's okay, just leave the rest to us." Cedric said with a smile.

I hadn't originally planned to ask Fred and George for help today, it was them who disagreed.

Qiu found a place to sit next to the shelf and said with a look of enjoyment: "But seriously, this place is so comfortable."

At this moment, Qiu finally understood why Kyle chose this as the sales location.

The warm bluebell flames danced, dispelling the cold, and it was almost like two completely different worlds from the freezing cold passage.

Soon, the game was about to begin.

Fred and George were called to the players' locker room by Wood, and the little wizards appeared one after another not far away.

They left the auditorium and started walking toward the court.

…

(End of this chapter)