All things are three at Hogwarts

Allen's impromptu speech was effective. Ravenclaw, who was no longer impetuous and calmed down, gave people a heavier sense of oppression, like the darkness before the storm.

The next day, when Allen and his Ravenclaw teammates walked into the auditorium, they were welcomed with warm applause.

Seeing that their classmates at the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tables were also applauding them, the team members couldn't help but smile happily.

The Slytherins booed as they passed, and Alan saw that Malfoy looked paler than usual.

The Ravenclaw team members were treated extremely properly. The young wizards had already vacated their seats and were thoughtful enough not to disturb the team members' breakfast too much.

The players, who were full of pressure, did not panic because of the arrival of the game. When they filled their stomachs and set off to the stadium to familiarize themselves with the situation, everyone applauded again.

When leaving the auditorium, Alan bumped into Harry, Ron, and Hermione who were going to the auditorium for dinner.

Harry and Ron looked strange, obviously they were worried about the content of Alan and Malfoy's bet.

At that time, Harry and Ron thought the bet was just a joke, but since the content of the bet came out, everyone smiled strangely when they saw Harry. This made Harry feel uncomfortable.

If it weren't for Hermione's urging, he wouldn't have wanted to be in the Great Hall this morning, okay? Just think about it, you know how much attention you will get by appearing in the auditorium as one of the bets on a day like this.

Harry doesn't want this kind of attention at all, does he?

Seeing Allen, Hermione immediately broke out with an extremely bright smile. "I wish you good luck, Alan!" Hermione's eyes were sincere, and her face was flushed because she was in a hurry.

"Thank you, Hermione." Alan smiled gently.

Harry seemed to understand something and chuckled. Ron's face became ugly, and he didn't understand why he suddenly felt that Allen in front of him was particularly annoying.

"Great...there's no wind...the sun is a bit bright and it will dazzle your eyes, so be careful...the ground is hard, good, it will take off faster..."

Roger walked around the court, looking at this and that, and the players followed behind.

Finally, they saw the castle gate open and the whole school crowd onto the lawn.

"Locker room." Roger ordered.

"Team members, in three minutes, it will be the most important battle I have faced since I was at Hogwarts. What we need now is to unite and go all out. In this team, we fight for ourselves and for Every team member around us fights hard to fight for the honor of Ravenclaw."

Roger's firm eyes swept over one team member after another. Everyone was full of trust and responded to him with the same firm eyes.

"Please look at the people around you and look into their eyes. I think you will see a person who is willing to fight for Ravenclaw with you, and you will see a person who is willing to sacrifice for this team. Because He knew that when you faced the same thing, you would do the same for him."

Roger paused and continued: "This is a team, gentlemen! We now have to fight as a team or die as individuals. This is Quidditch, this is what it's all about. Now, what to do?" ?”

Roger roared.

"Fight, fight, fight!" The team members were full of fighting spirit and passion.

"set off!"

They walked out of the locker room with indomitable momentum and walked to the court, and the noise was overwhelming.

Three-quarters of the audience wore blue rosettes and waved bronze flags with Ravenclaw raven, or slogans such as "Go Ravenclaw!" "Eagle wins the Cup!" banner.

Behind Slytherin's goal post were two hundred people wearing green ornaments, with the silver snake shining brightly on their flags.

Professor Snape sat in the front row, also wearing green ornaments and a dark smile on his face.

"The Ravenclaw team is on the field!" Li Jordan, who was the commentator as usual, shouted, "Looks very confident! What is worth paying attention to is that in this game, Alan Harris will ride the most advanced broomstick in the world. Firebolt! Wait, did I read that correctly? The one riding the Firebolt is Qiu Zhang!"

There was a commotion on the platform, and everyone was poking around to investigate.

"Well, it makes sense everywhere to equip the best broom for the Seeker. Allen is really generous..."

"Jordan!" Professor McGonagall used her wand to poke Li Jordan's waist out of habit.

"Professor, can you move to another place?" Jordan rubbed his waist dissatisfied.

Professor McGonagall raised her wand, and Li Jordan immediately turned back to continue explaining.

"The Slytherin team is also on the field, led by Captain Flint. He has made some adjustments to the lineup, which seems to focus more on size rather than skills."

The Slytherin stands booed.

But Allen thinks Lee has something to say. Malfoy is obviously the smallest in their team, the other members are all tall and strong.

"The two captains shook hands!" Ms. Hooch said.

Flint and Roger stepped forward and shook hands tightly, as if they wanted to crush each other's fingers.

"Get on the broomstick!" Ms. Huo Qi said, "Three...two...one..."

Her whistle was drowned out by the cheers of the audience, and fourteen broomsticks rose into the sky.

Malfoy showed a provocative smile to Allen, looking extremely weak.

"The game has begun. The biggest excitement of this game is the Firebolt. Qiu Zhang rides it to represent Ravenclaw. According to the broomstick book, the Firebolt is the first choice broom for the national team in this year's World Cup."

"Jordan, can you tell us about the game?" Professor McGonagall's voice cut in.

"No problem. Professor, please give me some background information. By the way, the Firebolt has a built-in automatic braking device, okay."

"Jordan!"

"Okay, okay, now Ravenclaw has the ball, Ravenclaw's Roger Davis is ready to shoot..."

"The ball went in! Roger was originally an excellent batsman, and it seems that he is also perfectly qualified for the position of chaser. I have to say that Ravenclaw's sudden change of tactics beat Slytherin. Caught off guard.”

Just when Roger hit the first ball of the game and the Ravenclaw court was boiling, Malfoy saw the Snitch flying close to the ground, flying around a fence.

He swooped down, a triumphant smile on his face.

There was silence in the Ravenclaw stands, and everyone's heart was tugged. Penello bit her lip tightly, her heart almost exploding in pain.

The smiles of many young wizards froze on their faces before they could even recover.

Is Ravenclaw going to lose like this?